Chapter 195 You Can't Touch the Fairy's Butt!



After finishing the hot pot, Zhang Shaozhong quickly cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks. He had just wiped his hands clean and came out of the kitchen when a fiery red figure blocked his way at the door.

Ye Meier leaned against the door frame, arms crossed, her captivating eyes scanning him up and down, a wicked smile playing on her lips: "Master, are you done with your work? Shouldn't we... talk about our 'business'?"

Zhang Shaozhong chuckled dryly, "Big sister, what's the important matter? I'm quite tired today, why don't you... get some rest?"

"rest?"

Ye Meier raised an eyebrow, approaching him with cat-like steps, her finger lightly poking his chest. "Sister, have you forgotten the 'reward' I mentioned? Or... are you trying to renege on your promise?"

She was very close, her warm breath carrying a rich fragrance spraying onto Zhang Shaozhong's face, her tight-fitting clothes outlining her voluptuous curves almost touching his body.

Zhang Shaozhong could clearly hear his heart pounding wildly, his blood rushing uncontrollably to a certain place, and his throat going dry.

"I...I haven't forgotten..."

He instinctively stepped back, his back hitting the cold wall, with nowhere left to retreat. "It's just... I just feel... it's not quite right..."

"What's inappropriate about it?"

Night Enchantress pressed her advantage, bracing herself against the wall with one arm, trapping him between herself and the wall. Her other hand's fingers slowly slid down his chest, tracing his abs, her voice soft and seductive, "Look, you were so heroic today, saving the beauty (referring to Su Lan), how magnificent! I'm so happy to see you like this, how about I reward you? Or… are you afraid of being jealous of my feigned superiority?"

Her voice wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the quiet living room.

Ling Qingxue, who was sitting in the Spirit Gathering Array and seemed to be meditating with her eyes closed, had her long eyelashes tremble almost imperceptibly, and the cold aura around her seemed to freeze for a moment.

Zhang Shaozhong blushed at Ye Meier's bold actions and explicit words, especially when she mentioned Ling Qingxue. He glanced at her guiltily and met Ling Qingxue's icy blue eyes, which she had opened at some point.

That calm, unwavering gaze felt like a bucket of ice water had been poured over Zhang Shaozhong, instantly sobering him up. He frantically tried to push Ye Meier away, crying, "Big sister! Don't do this! The fairy is still here!"

What's wrong with her?

Instead of backing away, Ye Meier deliberately raised her voice, her tone provocative, "She cultivates her immortality, we do ours, we don't interfere with each other! Besides, doesn't that hypocrite always claim to be detached from worldly desires? How could she be jealous of such a vulgar person? Right, hypocrite?"

She said the last three words almost directly in Ling Qingxue's direction.

Ling Qingxue slowly stood up, her white robes fluttering even without wind. She didn't look at Ye Meier, but instead cast her cold gaze at Zhang Shaozhong, who was cornered against the wall, and said calmly, "Shaozhong, come here."

Her voice remained calm, yet carried an undeniable power.

Zhang Shaozhong felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He quickly broke free from Ye Meier's "wall slam" and practically tumbled to Ling Qingxue's side, like a child who had found his parents.

Ye Meier looked at her empty arms, pouted unhappily, crossed her arms, and glared at Ling Qingxue: "Hey! What do you mean by being so high and mighty? Are you trying to interrupt someone's good time?"

Ling Qingxue ignored her and instead reached out to gently straighten Zhang Shaozhong's collar, which had been messed up by Ye Meier. Her movements were natural yet carried a strange intimacy.

Her fingertips were slightly cool, occasionally brushing against Zhang Shaozhong's neck skin, bringing a shiver.

"Those who cultivate themselves should maintain upright conduct and not be disturbed by external demons."

She looked into Zhang Shaozhong's eyes, her voice cold, but the meaning behind her words made Zhang Shaozhong's heart skip a beat.

"Outer Demon?" Does that refer to... Nightshade?

Upon hearing this, Ye Meier immediately flew into a rage: "You hypocrite! Who are you calling an external demon?! I am a righteous celestial demon! It's much more satisfying than your pretentious immortal path!"

She stormed over, grabbed Zhang Shaozhong's other arm, and pulled him toward her: "Lord, don't listen to her nonsense! Come with me, I'll teach you some truly 'exhilarating' cultivation methods!"

Zhang Shaozhong was instantly pulled into a "human tug-of-war rope" again, with Ling Qingxue's cold gaze and slightly cool fingers on his left, and Ye Meier's burning body temperature and domineering pull on his right.

"I...I..." He was torn between two options, feeling like he was about to break apart!

Ling Qingxue frowned slightly as she watched Ye Meier pull at Zhang Shaozhong. She did not fight back forcefully, but said calmly, "Meier, if you have too much energy, you can go to the courtyard and refine the 'Seven Emotions Bewitching Nails' again. Don't make a scene here."

"Refine my ass!"

Ye Meier cursed, "I just want to mess around with him right now! What? Is it any of your business?"

As she spoke, she actually stood on tiptoe and tried to kiss Zhang Shaozhong's face again!

Ling Qingxue also stepped forward almost simultaneously, blocking Zhang Shaozhong's path.

And so, Ye Meier's kiss landed squarely on Ling Qingxue's arm as she raised it to block.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Ye Meier kissed Ling Qingxue's cool, silky sleeve and froze.

Ling Qingxue felt the warm touch on her arm, which was still clearly visible through her clothes, and her body stiffened slightly.

Zhang Shaozhong hid behind Ling Qingxue, watching this bizarre scene, his mind going blank once again.

Ye Meier was the first to react, taking a step back as if burned, vigorously wiping her lips, and glaring at Ling Qingxue with disgust: "Pah! You hypocrite! What's that smell on your sleeve! It's cold and awful!"

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