Watching the struggling, swaying, yet suddenly stiffening snake tail,
Little Blue's eyes gleamed with intense curiosity.
She had once wanted to touch the tail of Dugu Yan after her martial spirit had possessed her, to see what it felt like.
But whenever she lightly stroked it, Sister Yan would blush and slap her hand away.
Little Blue's face flushed; this was a perfect opportunity. Sister Yan was oblivious to everyone else, being affectionate with her brother; she only needed to make a slight move.
Seeing Dugu Yan's swaying snake tail, Little Blue swiftly and gently grabbed
the beautiful snake woman suppressed by Ye Qiu. Suddenly attacked, she began to struggle violently!
"Uh!"
Ye Qiu's breath caught in his throat. The long snake tail coiled around him tightened abruptly, and a warm sensation spread across his waist.
Originally leaning back on the edge of the sofa with her head tilted back, Dugu Yan's emerald green vertical pupils suddenly sharpened, revealing a hint of astonishment. She abruptly raised her head, her lips parting...
...
Inside the room, Ye Lingling, sitting cross-legged on the bed, listened to the various commotions outside, her face flushed with annoyance.
A familiar, loud, high-pitched sound made her expression extremely strange.
"You damn goose, you need to be careful too!"
Ye Lingling gritted her teeth, her fair face, now free of black veils, flushed red and white, her ears pink, her hands tightly covering her ears.
She had told her not to let Xiao Lan go too far, but Xiao Lan hadn't gone too far, while she herself had been let loose.
...
In the hall outside the door.
Dugu Yan could no longer maintain her Martial Soul Possession state; her snake tail dissipated, and she collapsed limply onto the sofa.
Her purplish-green hair was disheveled, mixed with a few drops of sweat, framing her delicate, blushing,
and alluring face. Although her clothes were relatively neat, they only added to her seductive charm.
Her green eyes looked at Ye Qiu, brimming with shyness.
Then she glanced at Xiao Lan, her expression filled with shame and indignation.
Why did this girl suddenly start touching her like that?
"Yan Yan, are you alright?"
Ye Qiu leaned down, looking at Dugu Yan, who was still somewhat agitated, and asked softly.
"I'm fine. I just haven't seen you in so long, I was just too happy."
Dugu Yan gritted her teeth, looking at Xiao Lan, who was stunned by the shock, feeling both ashamed and angry.
She had told Xiao Lan many times before not to touch her snake tail, but she hadn't expected Xiao Lan to be so good at timing, giving her a boost just when she was about to hit rock bottom. She
bounced back, almost reaching the sun.
"Okay, then you should rest well."
Ye Qiu looked at Dugu Yan, who was completely exhausted, and gently kissed her again before sitting up.
He grasped her jade-like feet, which were still leaning against him, and slowly straightened her body to make her more comfortable.
"Mmm~"
Dugu Yan bit her white teeth lightly, as if trying to stop her body from trembling. Her dress, which resembled a cheongsam with a slit, revealed her two long, beautiful legs, which were tightly pressed together.
After glaring at Xiao Lan again, Dugu Yan closed her eyes.
Xiao Lan had also been startled by Dugu Yan's sudden cry. Seeing Ye Qiu get up, she asked in confusion,
"Brother... Sister Yan Yan, she..."
"It's nothing, she's just a little tired. I'll help her wash up and change her clothes after she rests for a while." Ye Qiu rolled his eyes at Xiao Lan and sat down on another sofa in an annoyed manner.
Hearing that Ye Qiu was going to help her, Dugu Yan felt both embarrassed and happy.
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Finally, she stopped taking the initiative.
She gritted her teeth, glancing at Ye Qiu with a hint of disappointment
, wondering which number she would be. Xiao Lan looked at the warm, smooth feeling left in her hand after grasping the snake's tail, which satisfied her curiosity.
The snake's tail, covered in scales, was slippery and delicate.
She was no longer the little girl who used to tease Ning Rongrong for wetting the bed.
She understood what Dugu Yan was doing.
"Sister Yan, Xiao Lan didn't mean it," Xiao Lan said guiltily, exchanging apologetic glances with Dugu Yan.
"Haha, alright, Yan Yan won't blame you." Ye Qiu wrapped his arms around Xiao Lan's waist and gently stroked her delicate nose.
"Mm." Xiao Lan nodded, her fiery red hair and pupils beginning to revert to their original form—a deep blue with a pure, noble, and innocent feel, making her appear much more delicate and adorable.
"Xiao Lan is amazing now too!" Xiao Lan blushed, leaned against Ye Qiu's chest, and kissed him shyly.
When Ning Rongrong saw Xiao Lan, she would never have imagined that her foodie self had grown to such a level.
"Brother, ah... open your mouth, have a grape."
Xiao Lan took some of her favorite fruit from the fruit bowl on the coffee table in the middle of the sofa.
Peeling the skin, her face flushed with excitement, she put it in her mouth and carefully fed it to Ye Qiu.
Dugu Yan lay on the sofa, watching this scene, and she couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
Her complexion, which had faded a little, became rosy again.
She had never let Xiao Lan learn anything. It must have been that young lady Ning Rongrong who taught her, or was Xiao Lan really gifted?
...
Inside the room, Ye Lingling, who had calmed down,
was sitting cross-legged on the bed, trying to meditate.
But faint images kept flashing through her mind.
Hearing a clear, melodious, and melodious singing voice, Ye Lingling's face suddenly flushed red again.
This voice was just as familiar as the previous commotion.
Ye Lingling's expressionless face was as red as blood, her delicate fists clenched tightly.
Half of it was shame, half was anger.
She had asked Dugu Yan to keep an eye on Xiao Lan, to prevent her from going too far and affecting the evening's battle.
She hadn't expected Dugu Yan to only care about her own enjoyment, forgetting the important matter after her joy, and now Xiao Lan had followed in her footsteps.
And that lecherous Ye Qiu, he was truly despicable!
...
In the hall.
Xiao Lan lay alone on the sofa, her face flushed, her azure eyes glazed over, a foolish smile on her face. Her dress was half-undone, revealing her rounded shoulders, her delicate collarbones like red peach branches, her slender waist, and her long, shapely legs together, her jade feet gently swaying.
For a while...
Ye Qiu and Dugu Yan, dressed neatly but with her purple-green hair still damp, returned to the hall.
By the time they returned, Xiao Lan had also recovered and ran into Ye Qiu's arms.
As the transformed form of the Blue Silver Emperor, she didn't need a bath at all.
Although she wanted Ye Qiu to tidy her up, it was already noon, and Ye Qiu didn't have time to waste.