I'm Jealous Of Myself Everyday (QT)

Chapter 85: I'm Jealous of Myself Every Day

Wei Ye's sleepiness vanished instantly, and he skillfully grabbed one of them with each hand.

A broken tree trunk crashed into him, and he was suddenly shielded by Xiao Shubai, hearing a muffled groan.

"Xiao Shubai? Are you alright?"

Hearing no reply, he could only take a breath and pass it on to Xiao Shubai.

Human strength is so weak under the power of nature. Even the most skilled light-footed martial artist cannot escape the surging eddies of the river and can only be tossed about by the waves.

He desperately wanted to faint like the two of them, but in the end he gritted his teeth and held on, occasionally giving Xiao Shubai a breath of fresh air.

As dawn broke, the three were washed ashore on the shallows.

Wei Ye fell to the ground, his chest heaving violently.

He barely caught his breath before turning over and performing CPR on Xiao Shubai.

The next moment, he met Xiao Shubai's suddenly opened eyes.

They were both taken aback.

Just then, Zong Xia's cough came from not far away. Wei Ye seemed to wake up and tried to raise his head, but the back of his head was pressed down by the other person's palm.

Wei Ye's long, dark hair hung down wetly, reminding Xiao Shubai of the dense algae in the water, or like strands of spider webs, capturing people within them.

Their lips met, and Xiao Shubai gazed deeply into his eyes.

He was no longer cold and aloof; the icy pool and snow-capped mountains seemed to melt away.

Chapter 77 After the Failed Flower-Picking Incident (Seventeen)

Zong Xia's violent coughing broke the silence, his hoarse voice filled with anger, "Xiao Shubai! What are you doing?!"

In reality, the posture at this moment was that Wei Ye was lying on top of Xiao Shubai, and it looked more like he was doing something to the young master.

Wei Ye straightened up with a little effort, his wet long hair brushing against Xiao Shubai's face.

Xiao Shubai ignored the questioning from the side, his gaze still fixed on his dark hair and soft lips. The next second, a figure pounced over, and his clothes tightened at his chest.

Wei Ye exclaimed in alarm, "Be careful not to get hurt!"

The pain in his chest was excruciating, as if it had invaded his internal organs. However, Zong Xia was filled with rage, like a lion whose territory had been invaded. He grabbed Xiao Shubai's collar forcefully, "Xiao Shubai, are you someone who only has swords in your heart and no emotions or desires?"

Xiao Shubai said calmly, "That's just speculation from people in the martial arts world. I'm not a saint, how could I be heartless?"

"Then you steal what others love!" Zong Xia gritted his teeth. "Is that the behavior of a virtuous gentleman!"

Xiao Shubai actually smiled and said, "I have never claimed to be a gentleman. What I want, I will take."

He knew that Zong Xia had deliberately put on a show for him that day. So what if Wei Ye and he had been entangled? At least Wei Ye hadn't agreed to be with him yet.

Before going to the Huashan Sect, Zong Xia admired Xiao Shubai's strength and character, so he easily trusted him that night.

Remembering how he was deceived that day, unaware that Wei Ye was being hidden in the room by the other party, Zong Xia was so angry that he raised his fist to strike.