As soon as Qin Kou'er saw the door being pushed open, she immediately pulled a hairpin from her hair and flung it towards the doorway. The person who entered heard the sound and quickly took a step back.

Taking advantage of the push, Qin Kou'er flipped over and, straddling Lan Linxue, reached out and ripped the bed curtains off.

As the gauze curtain fell, Lan Linxue pulled Qin Kou'er back into her arms, threw the quilt over, and covered the two of them under the covers again.

The coordination was seamless!

This time, the two were together again. Although they couldn't see each other, their faces were close together, their hair intertwined, and they could both feel each other's unusually hot breaths.

Qin Kou'er was truly driven crazy by Lan Linxue. Furious, she reached out and pinched Lan Linxue's waist hard.

Lan Linxue felt a sharp pain, and her body jolted like a fish out of its shell.

The man at the door paused for a moment, noticing the beaded hairpin still trembling on the doorframe. He then hesitated and asked cautiously, "Kou'er, is that me, Feifan?"

Qin Kou'er recognized Hu Feifan's voice immediately, but judging from Lan Linxue's expression, she knew he definitely didn't want to see the person at the door. Pressing her cheek against Lan Linxue's, Qin Kou'er whispered, "This time you owe me! Remember to pay up!"

After Qin Kou'er finished speaking, she pulled up her blanket, revealing her head and arching her body slightly. As she arched, the blanket, which wasn't large, immediately exposed Lan Linxue's feet.

Lan Linxue immediately pulled the quilt down without hesitation, covering her feet, but revealing Qin Kou'er's slightly disheveled underwear.

Qin Kou'er looked down and immediately grabbed a handful of Lan Linxue's hair in anger, causing Lan Linxue to groan and grab Qin Kou'er's hand tightly.

"Kou'er, I'm coming in!" Hu Feifan saw that Qin Kou'er hadn't replied for a while, so he didn't think much of it and just walked in with a smile.

As soon as he entered, Hu Feifan saw Qin Kou'er's torn coat lying on the ground.

He was stunned for a moment! He stared blankly for a while, then looked up in shock at the curtain in front of Qin Kou'er's bed. Through the red gauze, he could vaguely see Qin Kou'er's snow-white skin and messy hair.

Qin Kou'er also looked outside. When her eyes met Hu Feifan's, she suddenly shouted, "Jun Yannuo! Get your ass in here!"

Jun Yannuo, who had been standing outside the door, heard Qin Kou'er's angry roar and sighed inwardly. Then, he walked in respectfully but with a hint of nervousness and immediately knelt on one knee: "Sect Master!"

"So, anyone, human or dog, can come into my house? Are you a dead man standing outside? Or am I suggesting that I'd be better off keeping a dog than you?" Qin Kou'er's voice was cold, devoid of any emotion. She was genuinely furious.

Jun Yannuo quickly lowered his head: "This subordinate knows his mistake and will accept the punishment from the Pavilion Master!"

Hu Feifan's handsome face turned cold and sullen. He seemed not to have heard Qin Kou'er's veiled insults at all. He took a step forward, about to tear the curtain in front of him to shreds, then chop the bastard on the bed into mincemeat and feed it to the dogs.

"Young Master Hu, are you trying to molest me, or do you just want to see me naked?"

Qin Kou'er turned her head and glanced at Hu Feifan, who was about to rush over, with a cold and deep look in her eyes.

Hu Feifan stopped abruptly, gritting his teeth as he said in a low voice, "Who's on the bed?"

"What does it matter who it is? What does it have to do with you?" Qin Kou'er said, flirtatiously tossing her hair. "This is a brothel! I have plenty of money, I can do whatever I want, I can have as much fun as I want, and nobody can stop me!"

As she spoke, Qin Kou'er deliberately pulled the blanket up a little, intentionally exposing Lan Linxue's feet.

Even under the covers, Lan Linxue refused to be taken advantage of. Although she didn't move her feet, she reached out and pulled down Qin Kou'er's strapless top, revealing even more of her voluptuous figure.

Qin Kou'er angrily pulled his hair again, and Lan Linxu "accidentally" cried out.

None of these little gestures escaped Hu Feifan's notice; in his eyes, they were nothing short of blatant flirting.

Hu Feifan's face was paler and uglier than ever before; at this moment, he didn't even have the courage to back down. His heart ached as if it were being gnawed by a thousand ants.

Qin Kou'er glanced at Hu Feifan, then lowered her eyes slightly, her voice softening: "Young Master Hu, why don't you go outside and wait for me? After all, we're in Yangzhou now. If you need anything, just tell Yan Nuo. If you stay any longer, we might all feel a little awkward!"

Hu Feifan stared intently at Qin Kou'er for a long time before finally letting out a frustrated sigh, like a child who had suffered a great injustice, "Kou'er! How could you do this! You've really disappointed me!"

With that, Hu Feifan turned and walked out.

Although Lan Linxue couldn't see Hu Feifan's face from under the covers, he understood everything from his tone. He gave a cold laugh, feeling it was absolutely necessary to rub salt into Hu Feifan's wounds.

Just as Hu Feifan was about to walk out, Lan Linxue suddenly pinched Qin Kou'er's waist.

Qin Kou'er never expected Lan Linxue to dare to play tricks at this time, and couldn't help but scream "Ah—"

Hu Feifan froze at the sound of that 'ah,' his foot seemingly too weak to lift.

However, behind Lan Linxue's saltiness was a handful of chili powder.

He grabbed Qin Kou'er's hand and pulled her into the quilt, his long legs trapping the struggling Qin Kou'er inside.

The commotion behind him and Qin Kou'er's suppressed moans made Hu Feifan clench his hands tightly, his knuckles making a ferocious creaking sound.

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