After finishing her morning training and having breakfast, Ye Buqi went upstairs. In the room, in the middle of the large bed, a soft blanket was tucked in, where Lele was fast asleep.
The large rabbit doll sitting on the bedside table had tilted to one side after turning over, its face down on Chang Le's side, but it still couldn't completely block the glaring sunlight after the curtains were drawn.
Chang Le gave a few instructions, his brows furrowed as he half-opened his eyes. It took him a long time to realize that he was not in the pitch-black abyss of outer space, but in a room in the Golden Palace.
She turned her face away, using the doll to block the light, but Ye Buqi grabbed her rabbit ears and dragged her away: "Get up, you can't sleep anymore, get up and refresh yourself."
Chang Le closed his eyes and rested for a while.
Ye Buqi said, "If you don't get up, Kulei and Pulan will be impatient and rush up."
Chang Le opened his eyes in confusion: "Pulan?"
Ye Buqi nodded: "Didn't you specifically request that she be taken out of the Black Prison to be part of the first batch of clinical trials? Anning came yesterday and brought her over as well. She wasn't too reserved. She's been asking to see you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chang Le asked, "I brought back yellow clay, right?"
Ye Buqi's expression changed slightly. He bent down and reached out to touch her forehead and pulse: "You were brought back three days ago, what's wrong with you?"
Chang Le breathed a long sigh of relief and rubbed his temples: "It's nothing, I was just sleepy."
"Look how tired you look. Do you want me to give you a massage?"
A captivating voice drifted over, and the two looked toward the doorway, where Pulan and Kulei stood.
The one who spoke just now was Pulan. She was wearing a simple long-sleeved shirt and trousers, but she had lifted up the hem of her shirt and tied it up. She had also pulled down the waistband of her trousers slightly, revealing a section of her amazing waist-to-hip ratio. She had also pulled the neckline of her long sleeves even wider, making her look very sexy.
Kulei looked at her with disgust and wariness. She didn't like this type of purely flirtatious woman; she preferred cute, abstinent, crazy, or yandere—anything with a unique appeal.
Being vigilant is to help Chang Le be vigilant, after all, Pu Lan is bisexual!
Chang Le ignored her, rubbed her eyes, and sat up.
Ye Buqi turned around to get her clothes. Luo Xuan had already delivered the prepared clothes to the door. Kulai came over and sat on the edge of the bed. Pulan also came over, but because of Kulai's cold gaze, she chose to stand with her arms crossed.
Kulai asked with concern, and Chang Le answered every question patiently.
"Melantha is here too?" Chang Le heard the familiar name.
Melantha Sharien, Kurei's lover, was the only one who could make this wanderer willingly turn back. Of course, she herself was also an excellent practitioner, entrepreneur, and leader.
Kulai raised his eyebrows happily: "Oh, right, I have some good news to tell you! Melantha and I plan to settle down here in Middle-earth and take full charge of all family affairs. We can see each other anytime from now on! Lele, aren't you happy?"
Chang Le smiled and said, "Happy, of course I'm happy."
Kulei complained, "Why are you so indifferent? You're just brushing me off. I'm hurt. I'm not Merkelins if I don't get you drunk tonight!"
Chang Le glanced at the doorway: "Do Lei Lei and Brother Bai know you're trying to get me drunk? Will Melanie tell them?"
Kulei's unrestrained smile froze instantly. He clenched his fist in frustration and muttered through gritted teeth, "Lele! You brat, you're on my side! You're in cahoots with me!"
Chang Le smiled slyly: "I heard Sister Melanie leave from the doorway."
Kulei turned and chased after him.
Chang Le took the clothes from Ye Buqi, and after suppressing his smile, said to Pu Lan, who was waiting quietly beside him, "I'll tell you about the purification of superpowers later."
Pulan's eyes lit up, and she bent over in a seductive pose, lying on Chang Le's lap through the blanket, her head tilted back, her eyes gleaming with allure:
"Heaven knows how long I've been waiting for this day. You're finally going to keep your promise. It wasn't for nothing that I risked my life to betray Hades and choose to believe in you. But how can I repay you after you've helped me?"
She almost explicitly brushed her pale fingers across her chest, exhaling a sweet breath, and propped herself up to lean closer to Chang Le's cheek: "I'm serious, my technique is absolutely amazing~"
Chang Le could see the entire scene with just a glance down. She neither looked away nor looked directly at Pu Lan, and said, "Thanks for the invitation, but I have a man. Now, you can leave first; you're pressing down on my blanket."
Pulan glanced at Ye Buqi, whose brows were tightly furrowed, and became even more excited. He rested his chin on the back of his hand and lay down on her lap: "So you don't want me to repay your kindness with my body? Do you want me to repay your kindness as a slave? Master? This servant..."
Chang Le reached out and pinched her mouth to shut her up: "First, you are a guinea pig, I am not doing charity, so there is no question of gratitude."
Secondly, raising you would be a very uneconomical and troublesome thing. I like plush animals, and raising your master Lu Sheng would be more suitable, but you're out of the question.
Pulan's smile froze slightly. After Chang Le let go, she didn't cause any more trouble. She stood obediently by the window, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Um, my master's alluring nature..."
“I will keep my promise,” Chang Le said. “His sycophancy is more deeply ingrained than yours. You succeed first, then I will deal with his problem.”
Pulan expressed his sincere gratitude.
Chang Le then asked, "How is Lu Sheng doing in the Black Prison?"
Pulan shrugged helplessly: "He's half-dead. You sealed away most of his charm, which reduced the backlash, but the problem remains unresolved. He's always listless, not even as good as that madman Kazmir, who spends every day grinding through the Black Prison."
Chang Le thought for a moment and said, "I'm going to Black Prison tomorrow, will you come with me?"
"Ugh, I don't want to go!" Pulan said, distressed. "I just got out of that lousy prison!"
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