She deliberately rubbed against Zhang Shaozhong's shoulder, then looked up, her eyes still sleepy, at the ambiguous scene before her, a sly smile like a fox on her face.
"Oh? Head of household~ You're awake? How are you feeling?"
She stretched out her slender finger and poked Zhang Shaozhong's other cheek, her gaze sweeping meaningfully over his and Ling Qingxue's pressed bodies. "Looks like... you're recovering well? You're full of energy, aren't you? You're already flirting with your aloof fairy as soon as you wake up??"
Zhang Shaozhong's face turned bright red from her words, and he wished he could disappear into the ground.
Ye Meier, however, went too far. She propped herself up, almost lying on top of Zhang Shaozhong, and whispered in his ear, her breath sweet as orchids, in a seductive voice that only the three of them could hear:
"Oh dear, what a hypocrite! Look how energetic the homeowner is, it must be a side effect of the previous 'three cultivations,' an excess of energy~ As his 'guardians,' shouldn't we help him 'relieve some of that energy'? Hmm?"
Hearing Ye Meier's explicit words and feeling Zhang Shaozhong's increasingly heavy breathing and burning gaze, Ling Qingxue's cheeks burned intensely.
She wanted to reprimand Ye Meier for her foolishness, but the words that came out were just a soft hum with a trembling tone.
Night Enchantress's fingers, imbued with demonic energy, seemed to be teasing Zhang Shaozhong more than just. The faint energy fluctuations, transmitted through the contract, also gave her a strange, tingling sensation.
Ye Meier smiled like a cat that had just stolen some cream, and moved even closer to Zhang Shaozhong, almost whispering in his ear, "Lord of the Household, look... your fairy doesn't seem to be too opposed~ Why don't we help her 'open her heart' together?"
The witch's words were like hooks, each one scratching at Zhang Shaozhong's heart.
He felt his reason being burned to ashes by the evil fire rising from his dantian and the temptation of the two stunningly beautiful women so close at hand.
His arms tightened unconsciously, holding Ling Qingxue's supple waist even closer, while his other hand also unconsciously caressed Ye Meier's smooth back.
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