...
Blinded by jealousy, Ning Rongrong clenched her small pink fists with gritted teeth.
She angrily ran two steps to the bedside, stretched out her fair fingers, and pinched Xuan Hao's waist hard without any hesitation!
And it twisted it 360 degrees with force!
"I'll teach you to lie! I'll teach you to have a threesome!" Ning Rongrong cursed inwardly.
However, she clearly overestimated her finger strength and seriously underestimated the terrifying defensive power of Xuan Hao's physical body.
Let alone the small punches of a support-type Soul Master like Ning Rongrong, even if you were to chop him with a knife or axe now, without infusing high-level Soul Power, you wouldn't be able to leave a white mark on his thick-skinned body.
Unless Xuan Hao consciously relaxes his qi and blood defenses to accommodate the pinch, this level of pinching would not cause him any pain.
In his sleep, Xuanhao felt something crawling on his waist, the force so light it felt like a tickle.
He frowned and opened his eyes, looking completely bewildered.
The moment I opened my eyes, I was met with a small face that was flushed red with embarrassment and anger, and sparks were flying from its eyes.
"What's up?"
Xuan Hao yawned, his mind still a little foggy, and asked instinctively.
"You're asking me what's wrong?!"
Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth, pointed at Na'er and Qian Renxue who were still fast asleep beside her, and roared in a low voice, "Tell me honestly, what did you do last night?! You faithless beast!"
Xuan Hao glanced at it following her finger, his mind working a little slowly.
Looking at Ning Rongrong's flushed face and her furious, jealous expression, as if she were vying for his affections, he made a fatal misjudgment.
"They rushed over early in the morning and saw me sleeping with someone else, so they were so anxious they started stomping their feet..."
Xuan Hao raised an eyebrow and blurted out without thinking, "What, you're jealous and want it too?"
"you--!"
Ning Rongrong was stunned, and was about to curse him for being shameless.
Before she could even utter a curse, Xuan Hao had already skillfully stretched out his long arm, grabbed her waist, and pulled her directly into the bed!
"ah!"
Ning Rongrong exclaimed in surprise, and the next second, the world spun around her.
Xuan Hao flipped her over and pinned her down, then lowered his head to silence her incessant chatter with a kiss.
Ning Rongrong's eyes widened, and she desperately pounded on his shoulders with both hands, trying to push him away.
But her strength was like an ant trying to shake a tree in front of Xuan Hao.
What's even more deadly is that Xuanhao's skills in playing this kind of game can only be described as superb.
He had no regard for martial ethics whatsoever; in no time at all, he skillfully aroused the deepest responses in her body.
Ning Rongrong felt a tingling sensation spread throughout her body like an electric shock.
Her hands, which had been resisting, instantly lost their strength and limply rested on Xuan Hao's neck. She felt as if she had melted into a puddle of water, so weak that she couldn't even lift a finger.
To save trouble, and also to keep her quiet so she wouldn't wake anyone else.
Xuanhao kissed his way down, his actions direct and domineering.
"Waaah—!"
With Ning Rongrong's distorted exclamation, she suddenly widened her eyes and covered her mouth tightly with both hands, afraid that she would make some strange sound.
The little witch, who had been so fierce because of jealousy, now had tears welling up in her eyes, her body stiffened as if she had been electrocuted, and she was completely smitten.
Not long after.
Xuan Hao raised his head, wiped his mouth, and looked at Ning Rongrong beneath him, whose face was flushed and whose eyes were glazed over. He raised an eyebrow in surprise:
"I said, how come you're more sensitive than Qian Renxue this early in the morning? Your constitution is too prone to reactions!"
"You...you bastard! Shut up!"
Ning Rongrong was so ashamed and angry that she wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.
She felt like dying; her mind was a complete mess, and she had no idea what to say to refute this shameless man.
Just then.
A noise came from the bed next to me.
Ning Rongrong's uncontrollable scream just now woke up Na'er and Qian Renxue who were sleeping next to her.
Qian Renxue rubbed her eyes and sat up, her loose-fitting nightgown slipping off her shoulders.
She turned her head blankly, only to be met with the crime scene on the other side of the bed.
Looking at Ning Rongrong, who was lying on Xuan Hao's body with disheveled clothes and a flushed face, and then at Xuan Hao who looked completely indifferent.
Qian Renxue's expression instantly changed from confusion to shock, and then from shock to uncontrollable rage!
"That beast! He wasn't satisfied with messing with me in the middle of the night last night, and this morning he dragged Ning Rongrong onto the bed and did that to her first thing in front of us?!"
Qian Renxue was absolutely furious! Where was this man's bottom line?!
Na'er, standing to the side, watched all of this with a blank expression.
She didn't get angry like Qian Renxue, nor did she get jealous.
She simply reached up and rubbed her temples, letting out a long sigh, her tone filled with speechlessness and deep exhaustion.
"elder brother."
Na'er pointed to the bed beneath her, looked at Xuan Hao, and solemnly uttered her soul-searching accusation:
"This is my room."
"Didn't we already agree that this kind of thing could only be done in your respective rooms?"
Na'er frowned, pointing to the gradually damp stain beneath Ning Rongrong, her voice filled with heartache and frustration:
"You know how sensitive my nose is!"
Na'er collapsed and covered her face in disbelief: "These sheets smell so weird! How am I supposed to sleep?
I don't know how long I'll have to clean and air out this room to get rid of the smell!"
The moment the words fell.
The room fell into a deathly silence.
Qian Renxue's face flushed crimson instantly, wishing she could die on the spot.
Ning Rongrong, lying beneath Xuan Hao, was filled with shame and indignation. She buried her head tightly in the blanket and let out a desperate wail:
"I didn't mean to... Waaah, just kill me!"
...
This chaotic "threesome" drama ended abruptly with Ning Rongrong's humiliated and furious scream and Qian Renxue's retreating figure as she stormed out the door.
After an awkward morning, the girls, blushing, quickly finished washing up, packed their gear, and headed out to participate in today's preliminary rounds.
However, the way they looked at Xuan Hao before leaving the house made them all look like they wanted to pounce on him and bite him.
Xuanhao wisely refrained from joining the commotion.
Anyway, he's already "banned" from the arena. Even if he goes to the Great Soul Arena, he can only sit in the VIP section as a boring mascot and have to endure the women's veiled glares.
To avoid the awkward situation that followed, he simply took half a day off.
However, sleeping soundly in a hotel during the day feels a bit shameless.
"Let's go see Erlong."
Xuan Hao stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and stroked his chin.
Judging by the time, he had been in seclusion at the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye for over a year.
After emerging from seclusion, he has been busy integrating the Royal Fighting Team 2 and dealing with the opening ceremony of the tournament.
He hasn't had time to see Liu Erlong yet, and he hasn't even gone to greet Tang Yuehua of Yuexuan.
He disappeared for over a year without a word. I wonder if these two mature women with such different tempers are angry.
Especially with Liu Erlong's explosive temper, she could probably really flip the table and start cursing in the street.
Xuan Hao changed into some comfortable clothes and left the Tian Dou Royal Hotel alone.
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