Since that unexpected "dual cultivation" and the feedback from the chaotic energy, the relationship between the three has become increasingly delicate.
Zhang Shaozhong's clumsy "emotional radar" made him even more aware of the invisible undercurrents between the two big shots.
Ye Meier seemed to have gotten a taste for it, or rather, she already had some feelings for Zhang Shaozhong, and now she was even less bothered to hide it.
After her cultivation level recovered somewhat, she was in a great mood and tried every trick in the book to tease Zhang Shaozhong.
That evening, Zhang Shaozhong had just finished showering and was walking out of the bathroom wearing a vest and shorts, drying his hair as he walked towards the living room.
Ye Meier was nestled on the sofa watching TV when she saw him come out. Her eyes lit up, and she deliberately pulled down the collar of her already loose bathrobe, revealing her delicate collarbone and a patch of snow-white skin.
She extended her slender finger and beckoned to Zhang Shaozhong, her voice soft and alluring:
"Little Chongchong~ come here, give your sister a shoulder massage, I'm exhausted from today's live stream~"
Zhang Shaozhong paused, feeling a wave of alluring and provocative emotion emanating from Ye Meier, which made his heart skip a beat and his face flush.
Before he could react, Ye Meier dropped another bombshell!
She patted the empty space on the sofa next to her and said in a deliberately imitative, slightly awkward yet incredibly alluring tone:
"Honey~ come quick~"
"I've missed you so much!"
"Pfft—cough cough cough!"
Zhang Shaozhong choked on his own saliva, and the towel he was using to dry his hair fell to the ground. He stared at Ye Meier in disbelief.
"Big...Big sister! What...what are you yelling about?!"
husband?!
The word, uttered by Ye Meier, was as lethal as her demonic arts!
Zhang Shaozhong felt his heart skip several beats, and a surge of heat rushed from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head!
Seeing his embarrassed look, Ye Meier giggled triumphantly, her joy at her "successful scheme" almost overflowing: "What's wrong? In TV dramas, don't all the women call their men that? Could it be... I'm calling them wrong?"
She blinked her innocent big eyes and deliberately rubbed her body against Zhang Shaozhong.
"Yes...no..."
Just as Zhang Shaozhong was at a loss and almost lost control of himself due to the witch's seduction, a chilling and clearly displeased emotional fluctuation swept through the entire living room like a Siberian cold front!
The source was none other than Ling Qingxue, who had just come out of the study, still holding an ancient book she had bought on Taobao!
The fairy stood at the door of the study, her face as cold as frost. Her clear, cold eyes first swept over Ye Meier, who was disheveled and in an ambiguous posture, then fell on Zhang Shaozhong, who was blushing and dumbfounded, and finally settled on Ye Meier's face with a provocative smile.
Her lips parted slightly, her voice soft, yet each word fell like a drop of ice:
"Shameless!"
"Having made slight progress in cultivation, you indulge in such dissolute behavior. How are you any different from those mountain spirits and demons?"
"How dare you utter such filthy terms! You've unjustly offended others' ears!"
This series of rebukes, cold and sharp, shattered Ye Meier's delicate romantic atmosphere!
Zhang Shaozhong felt the temperature around him drop several degrees, and he inwardly groaned: "It's over! A chaotic scene has erupted!"
Ye Meier's smile vanished after being rebuked like that. She jumped up from the sofa, put her hands on her hips, and glared back defiantly.
"You're just pretending to be high and mighty! What are you acting all prim and proper for!"
"I'll call you whatever I want! It's none of your business!"
"Filthy? I think you're just sour grapes! You're as rigid as a block of wood, and you can't even let others have some fun?"
"If you're so capable, why don't you shout it out yourself and let me hear it?!"
Her words were like adding fuel to the fire!
Ling Qingxue's face grew even colder with anger, and a chill seemed to surround her, making the air itself seem to freeze.
She gripped the book tightly, her knuckles turning white, clearly furious.
The chilling anger mixed with a hint of embarrassment at being exposed sent a powerful shock through Zhang Shaozhong's senses, making his scalp tingle.
"presumptuous!"
Ling Qingxue's voice trembled slightly, "We cultivators should purify our hearts and reduce our desires, and maintain upright conduct! How can we allow you to speak such nonsense and tarnish the reputation of our sect!"
"Family tradition? What family tradition are you talking about?"
Ye Meier scoffed, "The three of us are in this together now! Don't try to intimidate me with your outdated rules! I won't fall for that!"
"you……"
"What do you mean, 'you'?!"
The two bigwigs were on the verge of exchanging blows, their eyes clashing in mid-air, almost sparking a flame!
One was as cold as ice, the other as fiery as flames; their powerful auras clashed in the small living room, making Zhang Shaozhong feel suffocated.
He felt like a small boat in the eye of a storm, about to be torn apart at any moment!
"Stop! Stop! Stop!"
Zhang Shaozhong couldn't hold back any longer. He steeled himself and rushed between the two, spreading his arms like a clumsy referee. "You two! Stop arguing! We're all on the same side, let's talk this out! Let's talk this out!"
He first smiled apologetically at Ling Qingxue: "Fairy, please calm down. My elder sister just speaks without thinking and was joking. Please don't take it seriously!"
Then she turned to Ye Meier and winked, "Big sister! Say less! The fairy is doing this for our own good..."
"For our own good?"
"I think she's just jealous!!"
Ye Meier snorted coldly, crossed her arms, and turned her head away, but her anger subsided slightly.
Ling Qingxue also snorted coldly, turned around with a flick of her sleeve, and stopped looking at them, but the chill around her did not completely dissipate.
The storm was temporarily suppressed by Zhang Shaozhong, but the jealousy and tension in the air lingered for a long time.
Zhang Shaozhong watched as one person slammed the door shut in their study, while the other stormed back to their room and slammed the door shut with a bang. He was left standing alone in the messy living room, on the verge of tears.
His "emotional radar" is now clearly telling him: one is sulking, feeling that the other is dissolute; the other is resentful, feeling that the other is hypocritical and meddlesome.
And the trigger for all of this was actually because Ye Meier called him "husband"...
Zhang Shaozhong wiped his face, feeling utterly exhausted.
How am I going to live with two such jealous men in my life?!
Is it okay to call someone "husband" so casually?
This is absolutely killing him!
He decided that he would have to find an opportunity to have a proper "talk" with Ye Meier in the future. He should avoid such dangerous terms of address and flirting as much as possible... at least, not in front of the fairy!
However, the way Ye Meier called me "husband" was so seductive and sweet that I almost couldn't resist!
Hehe~~! I still love hearing it. Just imagining a fairy calling someone "husband" is so exciting!!!
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