Urban Banished Immortal

Chapter 240 - 240 240 You Have to Get My Agreement_1

?Chapter 240: Chapter 240: You Have to Get My Agreement_1 Chapter 240: Chapter 240: You Have to Get My Agreement_1 Mo Huasong asked in surprise, “If you’re not a dog, why did you bite me?”

“Who asked you to bully me, undress me, and want to do that to me—” Upon saying this, Mu Fanxuan’s face flushed red.

Was the unforgettable scene she experienced on the plane about to re-enact itself?

Would he, would he use such force again?

“Oh, now I know why you’re so stupid. Turns out you’re born in the Year of Pig,” Mo Huasong said, laughing.

At the moment, she was fine except for a scar where the wound was. Probably in a few days, it would be gone.

“You are the pig!” Mu Fanxuan saw Mo Huasong was teasing her again. Feeling irritated, she opened her slender, rose-red lips, ready to bite him again.

Mo Huasong saw her trying to get up and gently pushed her back down on the bed.

“Hmm.” Mu Fanxuan lay limp on the bed as if struck in a pressure point, legs spread wide open, creating an extremely sensual atmosphere.

Just as Mu Fanxuan thought a passionate storm was about to erupt, surprisingly, Mo Huasong asked a question that killed the mood. “Why did you save me?”

“Who, who wanted to save you? I just accidentally ran over there and accidentally blocked the bullet for you,” Mu Fanxuan said, nervously biting her Pink lips, looking exceedingly tempting, reminding Mo Huasong of feeding her medicine earlier.

Her lips had been so sweet. At the time, the situation had been dire and he hadn’t thought much of it.

But now, upon recalling it, the memory was somewhat tantalizing.

However, Mo Huasong wouldn’t tell her he had kissed her earlier.

Mo Huasong knew that this foolish woman was denying her heartfelt intentions—she clearly wanted to save him but refused to admit it.

The heart is made of flesh. Even though Mo Huasong himself might be insensitive and arrogant, this woman had risked her life saving him, choosing herself to die rather than letting him die, which touched his heart.

“Don’t be so silly next time. My martial arts skills are very advanced, bullets can’t touch me,” Mo Huasong advised Mu Fanxuan.

“Humph, Mo Huasong, one moment you call me stupid, the next moment you call me silly. Let me tell you, I’m a powerful and bossy, no, a beautiful boss lady with a very high IQ,” Mu Fanxuan angrily retorted, staring at Mo Huasong.

When she realized Mo Huasong’s hand was still pressing against her, she blushed. “You, you let go. You’re a bad guy.”

A rare blush spread across Mo Huasong’s face, he quickly pulled his hand back. “I, I already let go a long time ago. Didn’t you see?”

“Ah, I have a scar there, I’m going to die.” Mu Fanxuan saw her own scar, her beautiful eyes filled with tears.

“Don’t be like this, I’ll help you get rid of the scar,” Mo Huasong said.

“Really? Then hurry and help me get rid of the scar,” Mu Fanxuan urged anxiously, completely unconcerned about Mo Huasong’s constant gaze on her private parts.

Mo Huasong looked a bit helpless. “No need to rush, after a few days, if the scar hasn’t disappeared, I will use the Divine Medicine to help you remove it.”

“No, I want it gone now, not in a few days.” Mu Fanxuan shook her head incessantly. “I can’t stand a scar on me even for a minute, let alone for a few days.”

“But that medicine is extremely expensive, it’s worth at least a billion.” As Mo Huasong watched the captivating beauty, he felt his blood starting to boil again.

Truthfully, not only her, but he also couldn’t bear to see her scarred.

“A billion is a billion, I don’t care. I want to be pretty,” Mu Fanxuan looked pitifully at Mo Huasong. “Kind man, please be nice to me, could you please help me remove the scar now?”

Mo Huasong was just joking about the billion. Even if it costed a hundred billion, he was willing to spend it on her.

Especially for this scar—it was her selfless act of saving him that had resulted in its appearance.

“Alright, I will remove your scar now,” Mo Huasong nodded and took out a white Elixir from his Space Ring.

As soon as the Elixir was out, a sweet fragrance spread throughout the room.

“Wow, what’s this medicine? It smells so good,” Mu Fanxuan exclaimed in surprise.

“This Elixir can remove the scar on your body.”

“Are you willing to let me use it? It’s worth a billion,” a colorful gleam filled Mu Fanxuan’s eyes.

Mo Huasong was speechless; women truly are contradictory creatures.

She had insisted on having it just moments ago, and now that he was ready to apply it, she was saying things like this.

“Yes. I’m willing to apply it on you,” Mo Huasong nodded, pinching the Elixir between his fingers until it crumbled.

He used his True Qi to melt the Elixir into a liquid and gently applied it to Mu Fanxuan’s wound.

As expected of the Divine Medicine, wherever the medicinal liquid passed, the scar slowly disappeared.

In a short while, the scar was gone, revealing her white, translucent skin.

“Hmm, it’s a bit itchy.” As Mo Huasong continued to touch her skin, Mu Fanxuan started feeling a strange, inexplicable sensation.

So, she unintentionally moved her body around a little.

Her upper body was still bare. As she moved, her seductive body also shifted, causing Mo Huasong to lose his restraint.

With his blood boiling, Mo Huasong pounced on her. In an instant, they were devoid of any clothing.

“Bad guy, I’m hurt. You shouldn’t… ”
“I’ve already healed you. It’s ok… ”
Another “battle” started.

An hour later, Mu Fanxuan lay weakly on the ground, panting, not wanting to move anymore.

“Mo Huasong, I’m warning you, without my permission, you can’t do this to me.” Suddenly, Mu Fanxuan remembered her own rules.

She doesn’t like this stinky man. She only did those things with him because she needed it sometimes—it’s she who’s doing him a favor.

“You don’t need my permission to do this. After all, I just spent such expensive medicine on you. I need to take some interest.” Mo Huasong sat up in self-satisfaction.

Suddenly, looking at Mu Fanxuan’s rosy lips, Mo Huasong had an idea. “Hey, close your eyes.”

“Why?” Although Mu Fanxuan questioned him, she obediently closed her eyes.

Mo Huasong gave her lips a quick peck, they tasted so sweet, it felt amazing.

However, it was only a quick peck and then he moved away.

“Ah, Mo Huasong, did you kiss me?” Mu Fanxuan’s eyes popped open, her face filled with delight.

“No, you misunderstood. I accidentally touched your lips with my hand,” Mo Huasong said tamely as he started to get dressed.

Mu Fanxuan, looking confused, searched for her clothes scattered somewhere: “Hey, guess Fat Dragon was right about the bloody disaster today.”

Mo Huasong slipped his T-shirt on and gave her a glance: “Silly woman, it was you who had a bloody disaster, not me.”

“What? At that time, you were the one destined for a bloody disaster. I saved you and that’s how I got myself into the bloody disaster,” Mu Fanxuan insisted, still thinking that Fat Dragon was relatively reliable.

Mo Huasong shook his head, not wanting to argue with her anymore. “You’re tired, get some rest. And remember, without my permission, you’re not allowed to go out alone, got it?”