Morning.
Ye Qiu once again escaped the turbulent waves, left behind by the nibbling and sucking of those wild cats, even his clothes were left there.
Arriving in his room, Ye Qiu touched his wet face and shook his head helplessly. Zhu Zhuyun was simply too enthusiastic.
Looking down, his body was covered in irregular red marks, glistening in the morning light—all from the bites of those seven cats.
If Ye Qiu hadn't woken up in time and run fast, Zhu Zhuyun might have commanded her clone to sit on him, doing the bizarre thing of the clone being deflowered before the real body.
Ye Qiu strode confidently into the bathroom, rinsing off the remaining moisture and drying himself. He quickly dressed and healed all his wounds.
Knock knock!
A knock sounded at the door.
Liu Erlong's gentle voice reached Ye Qiu's ears.
"Husband?"
"Erlong, it's me."
Ye Qiu walked towards the door, drying his hair as he did so.
He opened the door.
Xiao Wu and the others were already sitting on the roof, ready to cultivate.
Liu Erlong was accompanied by Zhu Zhuqing and Dugu Yan.
Fresh from his bath
, Ye Qiu's appearance seemed to have a refreshing filter in Liu Erlong's eyes.
It was easy for her heart to flutter.
Her beautiful face flushed.
"Husband~ Why did you come back to take a bath so early in the morning?"
"Ah, I sweated a bit."
Ye Qiu waved his hand and smiled sheepishly.
"It doesn't seem like that's the reason."
Zhu Zhuqing looked Ye Qiu up and down, and couldn't help but secretly spit at his pert figure.
"Pfft haha~"
Dugu Yan swayed her slender waist and giggled.
Her face was lightly made up, she wore a green slit cheongsam, and her long purple-green hair was casually tied up like a fluffy fox tail. She
had obviously dressed up carefully. She chuckled, having some guesses
about why Ye Qiu chose to go straight back to the room. She stepped forward to hug Ye Qiu's arm, her voice alluring, "Husband~ let's go, accompany me to cultivate." "Yan Yan, I'm not cultivating today. I have something to discuss with my husband." Zhu Zhuqing quickly pulled Dugu Yan back, discussing it with her. "Zhuqing, you're not going to fall asleep again after just waking up, are you?" Dugu Yan looked at Zhu Zhuqing in surprise, unable to resist touching her forehead. Generally speaking, after only two days, having been utterly defeated and lying in bed for half a day, Zhu Zhuqing wouldn't be so eager for sex again so quickly. Even with Liu Erlong, she wouldn't dare to keep pestering him. Otherwise, being played with several times in a row would not only damage her body but also her mind, making her strange and unable to resist carnal desires. "Yan Yan, what nonsense are you talking about? I'm just discussing something serious with my husband~" Zhu Zhuqing blushed, giving Ye Qiu a reproachful glare. Ye Qiu shrugged, puzzled. Was he an innocent bystander caught in the crossfire? "Haha~ Okay, I was just kidding. You can have it then." Dugu Yan covered her red lips and pinched the cat in front of her. "Yan Yan!" Zhu Zhuqing hugged herself, her eyes filled with wariness. Dugu Yan smiled and kissed Ye Qiu, then took Liu Erlong's arm and left. Turning back, she reminded him, "Husband~ We'll have breakfast at home later." "Okay, I know." Ye Qiu nodded. He led Zhu Zhuqing into the room. ... The two sat at the table. Zhu Zhuqing poured hot tea and softly reminded him, "Husband, you should remember what I said, right?" "Uh, of course I remember." Ye Qiu was slightly taken aback; he had thought Zhu Zhuqing was joking.
She never expected she'd actually have to tell her herself.
"Then tell me, my husband, what exactly did she do to you?"
Zhu Zhuqing lowered her eyes.
She felt awkward about inquiring about her husband's affair with her sister.
"Uh, well..."
Ye Qiu smiled awkwardly, hesitated for a moment, and stammered,
"Actually, it's nothing much, just that I was bitten a few times, and...you know your sister's bathtub, right? It's very big and deep, and Sister Zhuyun...right, she's a great diver." Ye Qiu found it difficult
to describe this kind of thing
, as he rarely sought new tricks.
Generally, he went along with them.
If they wanted to do something, Ye Qiu would cooperate.
At most, it would just take a little more effort and energy, no need to use his brain.
Unless they really angered him.
Then his mind would race, wanting Liu Erlong to fly, wanting Zhu Zhuqing to hang from the ceiling, or something like that.
"Huh?"
Zhu Zhuqing was also confused, but that didn't stop her from blushing.
Because just those few keywords...
She could foresee that Zhu Zhuyun's methods and techniques were not simple.
Very simple.
Seeing that Zhu Zhuqing didn't understand, Ye Qiu reiterated.
"Uh, anyway, I was taking a bath, and then, your sister held her breath and went diving, with two floats, and even bit me."
After hearing Ye Qiu's description,
Zhu Zhuqing finally understood, and her face turned bright red.
"So, she almost got full in the water?"
"Uh, that's roughly it."
Ye Qiu touched his nose. It wasn't really anything, but Zhu Zhuyun was too soft.
Those two breasts, even slightly squeezed together, were a paradise, not to mention the cat biting and the addition of hot water, making them even more gentle and tender.
"Hmph!"
Zhu Zhuqing gritted her teeth and snorted coldly.
"Zhuqing, are you alright?"
Ye Qiu looked at Zhu Zhuqing, her shy and conflicted appearance, completely bewildered.
"Husband, Zhuqing said that whatever she gives, I will give."
Zhu Zhuqing insisted, her neck stiff.
"Huh? No... Zhu Qing, forget it, we don't have a pool here."
Ye Qiu waved his hand; this kind of competition was unacceptable.
If Zhu Zhu Qing found out that the seven cat demons had opened their mouths wide this morning, trying to suck him dry,
would Zhu Zhu Qing have to replicate that?
Those were seven mouths to feed; how much effort would he have to put in to control them?
It wasn't like playing Russian roulette, where
each person could just fire a shot.
"No, no."
Zhu Zhu Qing gritted her teeth, pursed her red lips, and looked at the steaming tea on the table.
"This should be enough, right?"
"Zhu Qing?"
A hint of surprise flashed in Ye Qiu's eyes.
He saw Zhu Zhu Qing pick up the hot tea on the table and pour it all into her mouth.
With her head tilted back and her lips open, wisps of steam slowly rose from her lips.
Ye Qiu understood, and his heart couldn't help but beat faster.
Zhu Zhuqing seemed to be adjusting her breathing, taking a deep breath, quickly closing her red lips, puffing out her cheeks, and glancing shyly at Ye Qiu.
Then she moved the stool she was sitting on, crawled onto the floor, and disappeared under the table, vanishing from Ye Qiu's sight.
Ye Qiu stared blankly at the steaming tea in front of him.
The steam rose onto his face, the hot tea seeming to envelop him, offering warmth.