Outside the door, a fairy's cool voice wanted to "discuss cultivation," while in her arms, a witch, "tears streaming down her face," demanded to "sleep with her."
Zhang Shaozhong felt like he was being roasted over a fire, and the CPU in his brain was about to burn out!
Will you agree to the fairy's request?
Night Enchantress would definitely explode on the spot, and who knows what she might do! Agree to the witch's request?
He didn't even dare to think about the consequences regarding Ling Qingxue!
In a flash, a reckless, insane thought struck his mind like lightning!
Damn it! Either way, I'm going to die! Might as well...
He took a deep breath, as if using all his strength, and called out to the door, "Fairy... Fairy! You... you come in too!"
Upon hearing this, both Ye Meier in his arms and Ling Qingxue outside the door were stunned!
Ye Meier suddenly raised her head, forgetting all about pretending to cry, and stared wide-eyed at Zhang Shaozhong as if looking at a madman: "You brat... are you crazy?!"
Ling Qingxue outside the door also fell silent; she could feel the stagnant atmosphere even through the door.
Zhang Shaozhong, having gone all out, continued recklessly, "Anyway... anyway, this bed is pretty big... if we squeeze in... we can all sleep together..."
Dead silence.
Absolute silence.
Even the air seemed to have stopped moving.
A few seconds later, just as Zhang Shaozhong thought Ling Qingxue would either storm off or throw an ice shard at him—
"Click".
With a slight sound, the door lock was actually opened from the outside by spiritual energy!
The door was slowly pushed open.
Dressed in a plain white nightgown, Ling Qingxue stood quietly at the door, like a fairy descended from the moon.
Her cool gaze first swept over the two people embracing on the bed, lingering for a moment on Ye Meier's almost transparent nightgown, before landing on Zhang Shaozhong's face, which looked as if he were ready to die.
Her face was expressionless, but a storm seemed to be brewing in her icy blue eyes.
Ye Meier was also taken aback by Ling Qingxue's reaction. She hugged the tense Shao Zhong and, trying to appear calm, provocatively said, "Pretentious, didn't you hear? The head of the household invited us to sleep together! What? You're too scared?"
Ling Qingxue didn't say anything, but simply took a few steps and walked in.
Her footsteps were light, yet they seemed to tread on Zhang Shaozhong's heart, each step causing his heart to skip a beat.
She walked to the bedside, looked at the two people huddled together, remained silent for a moment, and then... actually started taking off her shoes?!
Zhang Shaozhong: "!!!" He almost bit off his own tongue!
Ye Meier was also dumbfounded, and her grip on Zhang Shaozhong's arm loosened slightly involuntarily.
Under the stunned gazes of the two, Ling Qingxue took off her shoes, revealing a pair of fair and delicate feet, as if carved from jade.
Then, she lifted the other corner of the blanket and sat down as well.
The mattress sagged slightly because of the addition of another person.
Zhang Shaozhong lay in the middle, with Ye Meier, wearing a sexy nightgown and with a soft, warm body in his arms, on his left, and Ling Qingxue, wearing a plain white nightgown and exuding a cool plum blossom fragrance and an invisible low pressure, on his right.
He felt as if he were lying on a red-hot iron plate, or sandwiched between two volcanoes about to erupt! The soul contract heated up slightly due to the close contact between the three, transmitting an extremely chaotic, awkward, and strangely exciting fluctuation.
"Um... um... goodnight?"
Zhang Shaozhong's throat went dry, and he tried to say something to break the suffocating silence.
"Shut up!" Ye Meier pinched his thigh in annoyance.
Ling Qingxue lay down on her side with her back to them, leaving only a cool and beautiful back view, but an invisible chill enveloped the entire bed.
Zhang Shaozhong immediately fell silent, lying stiffly like a puppet, not daring to move.
Ye Meier watched Ling Qingxue's retreating figure, her eyes darting around, and suddenly a wicked thought popped into her head again.
She deliberately snuggled closer to Zhang Shaozhong, draped one of her smooth, jade-like legs over his, and gently rubbed her toes against his calf, casting a smug look at Ling Qingxue's back.
Zhang Shaozhong froze, feeling as if his foot was electrified, numbing half of his body. He secretly glanced at Ling Qingxue on his right; her back seemed even more stiff.
"Hmph!" Ye Meier snorted triumphantly, then pressed her advantage by breathing heavily into Zhang Shaozhong's ear, whispering, "Master~ Don't pay attention to that hypocrite~ Let's go to sleep~"
As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Qingxue, who was facing away from them, suddenly turned over and lay flat on her back.
Then, to the astonishment of Zhang Shaozhong and Ye Meier (again), she reached out her slightly cool hand, crossed Zhang Shaozhong's body, and precisely grabbed Ye Meier's mischievous ankle!
"Ah!" Ye Meier exclaimed, trying to pull her foot back, but Ling Qingxue's hand was as firm as an iron clamp!
“Night Enchantress,” Ling Qingxue’s voice was icy, carrying a hint of warning, “If you disturb my sleep again, I don’t mind keeping this leg in this position all night.”
Ye Meier's face turned red with anger, and she struggled violently: "You hypocrite! Let go of me!"
Ling Qingxue not only didn't let go, but instead tightened her fingertips slightly, sending a chill up Ye Meier's ankle and making her shiver.
"you!"
"Enough!"
Zhang Shaozhong finally lost his temper and let out a low roar!
He sat up abruptly, grabbing Ling Qingxue's wrist and Ye Meier's shoulder with both hands simultaneously!
"Shut up, all of you!"
He was panting heavily, looking at the fairy with icy eyes on his left and the furious witch on his right, feeling like he was about to collapse. "Are you even going to sleep?! If you're not going to sleep, get out!"
Perhaps because they didn't expect Zhang Shaozhong to suddenly erupt, Ling Qingxue and Ye Meier were both stunned for a moment.
Ling Qingxue looked at Zhang Shaozhong's flushed face and bloodshot eyes, paused for a moment, and slowly released her grip on Ye Meier's ankle.
Night Enchantress reluctantly withdrew her foot, muttering, "Why are you being so fierce..."
Zhang Shao lay back down heavily, pulled the blanket over his head, and said in a muffled voice, "Go to sleep! If anyone makes a fuss again, I'll... I'll go sleep on the floor in the living room!"
These words seemed to have some effect.
Silence fell over the room once again.
This time, however, the silence was filled with an even more complex and indescribable atmosphere.
Zhang Shaozhong, covered by the blanket, could clearly hear his own heart pounding like a drum, and could also vaguely sense the turbulent emotions of the two big shots beside him through the contract.
What the hell is this...?
He was on the verge of tears, and in a complex mix of extreme exhaustion, embarrassment, and a strange sense of excitement, he drifted off to sleep.
Moonlight streamed through the window, quietly bathing the three people "sleeping" together in an extremely awkward position on the bed.
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