Soon, Liu Erlong, who was resting her head on Ye Qiu's lap, frowned.
The bread she bought seemed to be expired.
It was a bit hard to chew.
She couldn't help but look up at Ye Qiu and ask,
"Husband, did this shop not change its bread for too long? Did they sell me expired bread? I can't even chew it anymore."
"Hmm?"
Ye Qiu looked at the bread he had almost finished and shook his head.
"It's always like this. Maybe you haven't eaten it in a while, so it's a little unfamiliar."
"Is that so?"
Liu Erlong raised an eyebrow.
She continued to enjoy her dessert.
Perhaps it was true, as her husband said, that she hadn't eaten it for too long.
But in the next two days,
back here, she could eat as much as she wanted.
In front of her, who possessed the Crimson Dragon Martial Soul, there was nothing she couldn't melt.
It was just expired bread.
As the owner of the Crimson Dragon Martial Soul, she could easily reheat that bread, making it soft and sweet again.
Ye Qiu had finished eating
and was leaning back on the sofa, taking a nap with his eyes closed.
After a long while,
she twitched twice as if she had a nightmare, then opened her slightly trembling blue eyes.
"Husband~ I'm done eating. If you want to rest, let's go to the couch."
Liu Erlong sat up in Ye Qiu's lap, her face flushed an alluring red, her lips glistening.
Her warm, soft hands wrapped around Ye Qiu's waist, and she didn't forget to straighten his clothes.
"Didn't you say you'd take me to see the basement after we finished eating?"
Ye Qiu raised his fingertips and gently traced the corner of her lips, tidying her appearance.
"No rush, husband, let's rest first. We've already wasted almost half an hour."
Liu Erlong's voice was slightly hoarse, her eyes filled with resentment.
She hadn't expected that even with her deep throat skills, she still couldn't quickly shake Ye Qiu.
The secret chamber underground in their house wasn't going anywhere; she could take him there anytime to see his mother-in-law.
"Alright."
Ye Qiu didn't say anything more.
Just as he was about to withdraw, Liu Erlong grabbed his wrist, pressed Ye Qiu's fingertips to her red lips, gently curled them, and swallowed hard, cleaning away the remaining traces.
...
Afternoon.
Ye Qiu didn't send Liu Erlong back to Lanba Academy. He
went directly to the Crown Prince's residence, took Qian Renxue, and went to the Blue Silver Forest.
Time always flies when you're cultivating.
Sunset.
Qian Renxue lay in Ye Qiu's arms, relaxing after her cultivation.
She smelled the light fragrance on Ye Qiu's body,
along with a hint of mellow aroma.
Qian Renxue couldn't help but frown:
"Ye Qiu, won't they be angry if you bring me out to cultivate like this?"
Noticing Qian Renxue's green tea scent,
Ye Qiu couldn't help but roll his eyes, his hand moving down from her waist.
He gently patted her shapely buttocks.
"Xue'er, it seems you asked me to cultivate with you, right? You said you wanted to get stronger quickly and asked me to help you whenever I had time."
"Hmph! I just find those women annoying!"
Qian Renxue looked at Ye Qiu, snorted coldly, and said nothing more.
Her face flushed slightly.
She was already breaking the rules.
If those women knew, they would definitely ostracize her.
But Ye Qiu usually lived with them, so
why couldn't she, Qian Renxue, spend more time with him?
"By the way, Xue'er, I have a Papal Decree."
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Ye Qiu suddenly remembered the Papal Decree he had received from Yu Xiaogang that morning.
"How did you get something like that? I don't remember Grandpa giving it to you, did I?"
Qian Renxue braced herself against Ye Qiu, looking up at him with a puzzled expression.
"I got it from Yu Xiaogang,"
Ye Qiu said, taking the token out of his Divine Might Space.
Seeing Ye Qiu's Eternal Kaleidoscope, Qian Renxue's body immediately went weak.
She rolled her eyes at Ye Qiu, gently rubbing against him to calm her arousal, though her body grew increasingly hot and wet.
Taking the Papal Decree from Ye Qiu, Qian Renxue examined it closely for a moment.
The lines on it were exquisitely smooth, engraved with six patterns, each representing one of the six Title Douluo:
the Clear Sky Hammer, the Seven Kill Sword, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, a chrysanthemum, a ghost, and a crown.
"This is indeed genuine. How did that good-for-nothing Yu Xiaogang get it?"
"Tang Hao gave it to him. It should be from the Clear Sky Sect. I found it today and took it back. After all, the power of this Papal Token is quite significant, so it won't get in the way later."
Ye Qiu explained softly.
The Papal Token is the highest-level token issued by the Spirit Hall to non-Spirit Hall personnel.
Its function is mostly symbolic, as anyone holding this token possesses the prestige of a Spirit Hall elder, almost like the Pope himself.
Within the Spirit Hall, it's equivalent to "As if the Emperor were present" in an empire.
"Hmm, that's indeed something to note."
Qian Renxue nodded slightly and then returned the Papal Token to Ye Qiu.
"Keep this one. You might need it for the finals or later."
"Okay."
Ye Qiu nodded, not refusing.
The Spirit Hall is practically part of his own power now,
so it's reasonable for him to take a Papal Token.
"I originally wanted to see Yu Xiaogang's memories, but I didn't expect Flander to be following him."
Ye Qiu still felt a little regretful when he thought about it.
He just didn't want Liu Erlong to be troubled by this, after all, she had been wandering the Soul Master world for so many years.
"Hmph! What are you afraid of? As long as you wholeheartedly help me cultivate and let me inherit the divine position as soon as possible, I will kill all those rats in the gutter!"
Qian Renxue propped herself up and stared down at Ye Qiu.
"Haha. Then I'll wait for Xue'er to protect me?"
Ye Qiu laughed and hugged Qian Renxue.
"You're spineless!"
Qian Renxue pouted, pinching Ye Qiu's chin and warning,
"If you're weaker than me, I'll imprison you and play with you as I please!"
"Then I'll have to work harder!"
"You bastard! How much do you not want to leave them!"
"I have to take responsibility for them."
"Ugh~!"
Ye Qiu didn't give Qian Renxue a chance to say anything more, directly capturing her honey-smoked red lips, leaving her speechless.
Then he disappeared into the Blue Silver Forest.
Lan Ying swung on a swing in the distance.
She sighed and shook her head helplessly.
She really was sick; she could watch those two guys all afternoon
…
When Ye Qiu returned to Liu Erlong's courtyard in Xicheng,
she was preparing dinner in the kitchen.
Ye Qiu stood at the kitchen door, watching her slightly bent, busy figure.
He couldn't take his eyes off her.
Her voluptuous figure, outlined in the tight apron, accentuated her unparalleled charm.
Every curve was so soft and alluring, exuding a mature suppleness, full and brimming with vibrant life.
Those rounded lines, illuminated by the light, radiated a captivating glow, making one yearn to kiss them.
Her cheeks and neck revealed skin that was fair and delicate, seemingly untouched by time, smooth as jade.
The high heels and black stockings on her legs added even more to her allure.
Wishing you all a pleasant life!