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"How do you know she won't let you hug her if you haven't even tried?"
In order to thoroughly demonstrate the serious academic question of "whether Na'er is easy to hug or not", Xuan Hao directly threw off the covers, jumped out of bed, and strode out of the room.
Qian Renxue sat on the bed, completely dumbfounded.
What is this bastard trying to do?
Before she could even process what was happening, less than a minute later, the bedroom door was pushed open again.
Xuan Hao returned, carrying a "silver silkworm pupa" wrapped up in a blanket.
He walked to the bedside and threw the silkworm pupa he was holding into the center of the bed.
A small, silver head emerged from under the covers.
Na'er, who had just lain down in her room, rubbed her sleepy eyes and sat up with a blank expression, her long silver hair draped messily over her shoulders.
Thus, a strange composition appeared on Xuanhao's large double bed.
On the left is Xuan Hao, whose face clearly says, "I'm going to prove it to you today."
On the right is Qian Renxue, dressed in a silk nightgown, her hair disheveled in the wind.
In the very center was Na'er, who was still in a half-dreaming, half-awake state.
The air in the room seemed to freeze at that moment.
The atmosphere suddenly became incredibly strange, even tinged with a chilling awkwardness.
Qian Renxue stared intently at Na'er, who was sitting in the middle, then turned to look at Xuan Hao, who seemed oblivious to everyone else. The veins on her forehead throbbed, and her fists were clenched so hard they were practically bulging.
She was about to explode!
Are you crazy?!
Qian Renxue roared wildly in her heart.
"I shamelessly came to you in the middle of the night to keep my promise to warm your bed!
You think I'm being domineering, fine, but you actually turned around and pulled another woman over to put her in the middle?!
What do you take me for?!"
At this moment, Na'er, who was sitting in the middle of the bed, finally regained her senses.
She glanced at her brother on the left, who was acting all high and mighty, and then at the Crown Prince on the right, whose face was ashen and who was dressed in a sexy outfit.
A strange look of sudden realization flashed in her purple eyes.
"In the middle of the night, they dragged the two of us to the same bed..."
Na'er's brain circuits started working wildly.
"What is brother trying to do? You two are playing those silly games that make you blush, do you expect me, your little sister, to join in?"
After thinking about it carefully, Na'er felt that something was not right.
Oh, right!
Although Qian Renxue usually appears aloof and calculating, she is a complete novice when it comes to matters of the heart, having barely even held hands with anyone!
She's been so busy impersonating the Crown Prince lately that she hasn't had a chance to ask Dugu Yan, that "veteran," for tips!
So, she had no idea how to play games with her brother!
"I see."
Na'er nodded to herself.
"Does my brother think her skills are too poor, so he carried me over in the middle of the night so I can teach her step by step on the spot?"
Thinking of this, Na'er couldn't help but gasp.
"No way? My brother's beastly nature has reached a whole new level?! He's really something else!"
However, as shocking as it may be.
After thinking it over, Na'er sighed silently in her heart and chose to be tolerant.
Who can blame her, since her brother is a love-starved child who can't live without her, and she is the most understanding and important person in her brother's life?
Since her brother had such a special request, she, as his sister, could only reluctantly help teach this proud angel.
As for Xuanhao...
He wasn't actually thinking about anything.
He sat cross-legged on the left, arms crossed, chin raised, looking at Qian Renxue with a defiant expression, as if to say, "See this?
This is my one-of-a-kind human-shaped body pillow. Today I'll show you just how huggable she really is!"
After a brief and eerie silence.
Na'er took a deep breath, turned to the side, and faced Qian Renxue on her right.
Don't let Na'er's current young age and innocent, naive appearance fool you.
However, in terms of physique, she was even a little taller than Qian Renxue.
Moreover, this height does not bring any sense of rudeness or oppression; it perfectly preserves the delicate and supple figure of a young girl.
Qian Renxue watched as Na'er turned around, about to question her about what she was trying to do.
The next second.
Na'er lunged forward, opened her arms, and pulled Qian Renxue into her embrace.
Then, pressing the back of her head, he forcefully pressed Qian Renxue's beautiful face deep into his chest.
"Ugh—!"
Qian Renxue was caught off guard and buried in the rubble, leaving her completely stunned.
The amazing softness and elasticity of her cheek caused Qian Renxue's mind to freeze instantly.
Immediately afterwards, an uncontrollable fire of jealousy surged up from the depths of her heart!
"Are you showing off to me?!"
Qian Renxue was absolutely furious.
Aside from Zhu Zhuqing, whose figure is ridiculously overweight, Na'er in front of us has the most perfect figure!
She perfectly combines a young girl's slenderness with an amazing size, and feels like a top-quality marshmallow.
Even Qian Renxue, who prides herself on her unparalleled beauty and figure, couldn't help but feel a touch of jealousy towards this near-perfect golden ratio.
Now, this girl is actually directly taunting her with these "assets"?!
A hint of murderous intent flashed in Qian Renxue's eyes, and she was about to get angry and struggle.
Suddenly, she froze.
Because she clearly felt a gentle, inclusive, and seemingly soul-cleansing power flowing through Na'er's body.
That was the unique life force of the Silver Dragon King, mixed with a soothing effect on Xuanhao's blood and qi.
Enveloped by this aura, the nerve in Qian Renxue's mind, which had been taut for over a decade due to power struggles and intrigue, suddenly calmed down.
All the irritability, jealousy, and even the anger caused by Xuan Hao's rejection vanished in that instant, like ice and snow melting away.
She became more relaxed than ever before, as if floating on warm clouds.
Unbeknownst to her, Qian Renxue's arms, which had been stiff and resistant, slowly softened, and she even involuntarily raised her hands to hug Na'er's slender waist.
So soft, so fragrant, so comfortable.
No wonder that bastard said he would pick me up to relieve stress.
This is practically a top-grade tranquilizer!
Just as Qian Renxue was immersed in this wonderful sense of relaxation, Na'er's deliberately lowered whisper came from above her head.
"See? My brother usually likes to hold me like this when he sleeps."
Na'er leaned close to Qian Renxue's ear and began to impart her experience in a serious tone:
"However, if you want to play those little games with him today and want to pique his interest in you, you absolutely cannot hug him like that."
Qian Renxue, nestled in Na'er's arms, was a little dazed and subconsciously asked, "Why?"
"Because my aura is too relaxed."
Nar explained matter-of-factly, "If you hug him in this position and in this atmosphere, his nerves will relax and he will only want to sleep. He won't be interested in doing anything else with you."
"Therefore, you need to learn to manipulate his emotions and not just go along with him."
Qian Renxue was completely confused and was just about to raise her head to speak.
Na'er's hands, however, suddenly slid down Qian Renxue's back like nimble snakes, finally landing precisely on her slender waist.
Qian Renxue trembled, a strange tingling sensation instantly spreading throughout her body.
"My brother's waist is a place where blood and qi converge, so it is relatively sensitive."
While gently pressing on Qian Renxue's waist to demonstrate, Na'er explained like a professional instructor:
"So, if you want to speed things up and get straight to the point, you can touch his waist first, or rub your leg against him."
"However, if you want the atmosphere to slow down a bit, and want to flirt a little first..."
Na'er's hand moved up along Qian Renxue's waist and cupped her face.
"Then you can hold his head and kiss him directly. Of course, I won't demonstrate this step for you; you can figure it out yourself."
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