Inside the green space.
Ye Qiu sat cross-legged on the soft, wide bed, forcibly holding A Yin in his arms.
A Yin only struggled lightly twice before letting him hold her. She grabbed Ye Qiu's hand that was misbehaving on her soft waist and cast him a charming glare.
"You little rascal, you just finished bullying a little girl and now you're putting your hands on me again."
"When did I bully her? I just talked with her a bit."
Ye Qiu shrugged, not caring.
"Hmph! And tonight? Do you plan to behave?"
A Yin twisted her body, not letting Ye Qiu breathe against her ear — it tickled and made her hot.
"Just cultivating."
"You'd better be."
A Yin's voice trembled.
Ye Qiu's chin was already resting on her fragrant shoulder.
He breathed lightly; every time his lips opened and closed, they brushed her tender cheek, blooming faint peach blossoms.
As their soul power intertwined and circulated—
Ye Qiu spoke warmly: "By the way… are you planning to be honest with Tang Hao?"
"Or what?"
A Yin stopped struggling and said coldly. But her face was flushing and burning from Ye Qiu's rubbing.
Ye Qiu rolled his eyes and complained helplessly.
"So you're trying to get me killed. Murder your husband, is that it?"
"You—you're talking nonsense. What murder your husband, I—I'm not… ngh, don't! Ah, don't bite!"
As A Yin spoke, Ye Qiu opened his mouth and bit that moist cheek, moving downward, leaving marks on her snowy neck and shoulder.
At some unknown time—
A Yin's twisting struggles suddenly stopped. She could only use all her strength to hold Ye Qiu's hands, not letting him advance further.
Sitting in Ye Qiu's lap felt like sitting on needles.
Her trembling voice pleaded:
"You… you let go of me."
"No. I'm cultivating."
Ye Qiu rubbed against her ear, breathing hot.
The sensual feel of the mature beauty was simply too good. Just holding that plump figure in his arms, smelling her alluring fragrance… letting A Yin twist her waist a few times — even a little — almost made Ye Qiu lose control.
A Yin didn't dare move too much. She bit her lip, ashamed and angry.
"You… this is not cultivating!"
"They don't conflict."
"You're shameless!"
"Well, I've never claimed to be high-class."
"You're a scoundrel!"
"Alright, alright."
Ye Qiu chuckled and shook his head, lying down with A Yin in his arms. Hugging her soft body, stroking her smooth back, he softly scolded:
"Are you stupid?!"
"Think properly about how you're going to trick Tang Hao. If you just tell him directly, what if he gets enraged?"
A Yin lay beside Ye Qiu.
Looking at the gentle-eyed Ye Qiu before her, she bit her lip and muttered coldly:
"I'm not stupid, hmph! I just didn't think of it for a moment."
"Mm, then think carefully."
Ye Qiu held A Yin's body, cultivating seriously without speaking again.
A Yin's heartbeat slowly synchronized with Ye Qiu's breathing. Her chest warmed, softened… Staring at the resting Ye Qiu, tenderness rose in her noble face. She hugged him back, leaning into his chest.
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The entire afternoon.
Ye Qiu was buried in A Yin's embrace cultivating diligently.
Meanwhile, Ning Rongrong was taking her little follower around, training his obedience.
By evening.
Just as Ye Qiu intended to go out to eat, someone knocked on the door, accompanied by a crisp shout.
Knock knock!
"You liar! Open the door, open it!"
"Hurry up!"
Hearing the voice, Ye Qiu instantly knew who it was.
Opening the door, he saw the proud, energetic young lady. Ye Qiu looked at her with curiosity.
"Ning Rongrong, what's up?"
"Hmph! Can't I come if I have nothing to do? Move!"
Ning Rongrong snorted, pushed Ye Qiu aside, and walked straight into the room.
She sat at the table.
Taking out dishes from her soul guide.
"I was out playing and had a lot left. Brought you the leftovers."
"Leftovers?!"
Ye Qiu's face darkened.
But looking at the amount she took out, he was speechless. Smiling helplessly: "How many people did you go with? Ordering this much?"
"You管我? This lady has money, okay!"
Ning Rongrong puffed her cheeks, guilty.
"To be remembered by a little rich lady… I'm honored."
Ye Qiu smiled and sat down.
The dishes she brought were exactly what he had ordered for lunch — and plentiful. Not leftovers at all.
"Hmph! As long as you know."
Ning Rongrong lifted her chin proudly.
"Then I won't stand on ceremony."
Ye Qiu didn't argue with her. He really was hungry. He picked up the chopsticks and began eating heartily.
Beside him—
Ning Rongrong secretly swallowed her saliva watching him.
Ye Qiu glanced at her. "What? Didn't eat enough when you were out?"
"Of course not! I also bought some wine. Want me to drink with you?"
Ning Rongrong pouted.
She would never tell Ye Qiu she took Oscar to a trashy eatery and couldn't eat, so she came to have dinner with him instead.
"Wine?"
Ye Qiu blinked.
He barely drank.
"Yes! Just think of it as this lady comforting you, drinking with you to ease your worries."
Ning Rongrong nodded, taking out the wine eagerly.
"Alright."
Ye Qiu agreed.
Ning Rongrong beamed, took out her prepared chopsticks, and they began eating and drinking together.
Eating tasty food and staring at the slightly tipsy handsome face before her, Ning Rongrong's eyes narrowed comfortably. As expected— eating with this liar tasted better.
Finally—
Night grew dark. Ye Qiu walked Ning Rongrong to the door.
Her cheeks were rosy; after drinking, she was even more adorable and charming.
She turned her head, pouting:
"Liar, have you thought about when you're taking me out?"
"Not yet."
"Hmph! No sincerity at all."
She glared,, called him a scumbag, and walked off.
Watching her steady steps, Ye Qiu sighed.
"This girl's alcohol tolerance is amazing… If it weren't for soul power, I'd be dizzy."
Rubbing his temples, he looked up at the sky.
He decided it was better to wait until it got fully dark before going to Zhu Zhuqing's dorm.
If nothing else, nighttime at least had more atmosphere.
Closing the door—
Ye Qiu lay on the bed.
The Blue Silver Empress's leaves spread out, resting on his forehead.
"Hmph! Drinking wine for no reason… stinky man."
A Yin complained.
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The night wind rustled.
Ye Qiu took A Yin and arrived at Zhu Zhuqing's door. He raised his hand and knocked.
Knock knock!
For some reason—
Ye Qiu felt more energized.
Bringing someone else's wife to knock on another man's fiancée's door late at night… really did feel different.
A bit exciting!
"Who?"
A cold voice came from inside.
Wishing everyone a pleasant life!
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