The feeling was mutual for Chen Xi, Kalan Fairy, and the Evil Consort. Seeing their precious disciple shirtless, clad only in those familiar Long-Trunk Little Elephant swim pants, their beautiful eyes all sparkled faintly.
“You child, why’d you come over here too?”
“That’s what I want to ask—why are you masters here instead of joining everyone on the beach?”
Chen Xi reached out to stroke her precious disciple’s head. “Zhen’er, it’s been a while since you’ve spent time with them. Focus on them today—for now, you can ignore us here. Come back after you’ve accompanied them.”
Yan Zhen frowned, displeased. “How could I do that? It’s more fun with everyone together. We can’t play favorites.”
“It’s necessary,” Kalan Fairy said softly. “Treating everyone equally is good for family harmony, but occasional special surprises for them aren’t a bad thing.”
“I get the logic,” Yan Zhen said awkwardly, “but we can’t neglect you three masters.”
“As elders, it’s only natural we yield a little to the younger ones.” Kalan Fairy’s brows and eyes were gentle as silk, brimming with compassion and tolerance. “If it bothers you that much, Yan’er, then later do as we ask—turn into Little Yan’er and come cuddle in our arms~”
Ah… Yan Zhen’s mind instantly conjured up that image, and he could feel Second Master on the verge of entering rage mode.
From the side, the Evil Consort said coolly, “This Palace never said any such thing. Kalan, don’t presume to speak for me!”
Kalan Fairy chuckled lightly. “No need to get worked up, Evil Consort. I’m not trying to hog him—we can all dote on Little Yan’er together. Isn’t that nice?”
The Evil Consort scoffed. “This Palace doesn’t share your perverse tastes!”
To her, bigger was better.
“You’re just being stubborn, Evil Consort.”
“You’re the one lacking self-awareness!”
“Enough, you two—why are you arguing over this again?” Chen Xi played peacemaker. “Zhen’er is Zhen’er. What’s the difference between big or small?”
Yan Zhen stepped forward too, taking Saint Lord Master’s hand in one of his and Evil Consort Master’s in the other, pulling them close and drawing them into his embrace.
The two beautiful masters didn’t resist, allowing him to hold them left and right, their gazes a mix of affection and indulgence.
Yan Zhen gently held Saint and Evil Consort Masters, but his eyes turned stubbornly to the beautiful female master. “I want to stay with you three masters first, then go to them. Can’t I?”
Chen Xi’s heart melted sweeter than honey at his words. “Zhen’er…”
Kalan Fairy and the Evil Consort felt the same warm sweetness blooming inside them.
—They too craved Yan Zhen’s favoritism, even if just a little.
“Yan’er~”
“Good Yan’er~”
Kalan Fairy and the Evil Consort leaned in from left and right, planting kisses on Yan Zhen’s cheeks—one, two, three. Each also wrapped an arm around his lower back, caressing gently across his spine.
Yan Zhen’s face and back tingled with a delightful itchiness. Blissfully lost, his eyes narrowed into slits until their soft lips finally parted from him. He blinked them open again, fixing a coquettish gaze on the beautiful female master. “Master~”
Chen Xi’s cheeks flushed faintly as she stepped forward, cupping her disciple’s face and giving him a long, deep kiss before saying, “Let’s head out. If we keep Zhen’er here, it’d be too unfair to the others.”
Yan Zhen grinned mischievously, sneaking a quick peck on the beautiful female master’s lips. Then, surrounded by his three beautiful masters, he left the changing area and arrived at the beach.
The women playing on the beach soon spotted them and called out greetings. Even Rain Supreme, who had fled earlier, reappeared—wanting to approach but wary of Yan Zhen catching her and meting out some playful punishment, her face showing a hint of conflict.
Under the beach umbrella, Yan Zhen arranged three connected lounge chairs, one for each beautiful master.
Slipping off their sheer cover-ups, the three beautiful masters reclined in just their bikinis atop the chairs. Their skin gleamed like fresh snow, their figures graceful and alluring, like celestial fairies or goddesses.
They gazed out at the seamless blue of sea and sky, sipping tropical fruit juices, basking in the warm breeze, and reveling in their disciple’s attentive service.
Yan Zhen massaged Saint Lord Master’s shoulders for a bit, kneaded Evil Consort Master’s legs next, then rubbed the beautiful female master’s temples—stealing caresses all the while. Back and forth he went, endlessly delighted, leaving his three beautiful masters with flushed, peachy cheeks and eyes hazy with desire.
To avoid embarrassing themselves in front of the other consorts, Chen Xi quickly said, “Alright, Zhen’er—no need to keep waiting on us. Go play with them.”
Yan Zhen scratched his head. “Okay then, I’m off—but I’ll be back soon.”
Yan Zhen hadn’t forgotten about punishing Rain Supreme and Rain Dew Mother-in-Law, especially the latter. Her furtive behavior made it seem like she was hiding something, which greatly piqued his curiosity.
Dressed in his beloved Long-Trunk Little Elephant Swim Pants, he sent out a brief pulse of his senses and pinpointed Rain Dew Mother-in-Law’s location. His figure vanished from the spot, reappearing right behind her.
This was a rocky cave not far from the beach, but relatively secluded.
Rain Dew Mother-in-Law was huddled in the shadows beneath the rocks, clutching her lower abdomen and letting out one sigh after another.
“—Mother-in-Law, what are you doing hiding out here?”
The familiar voice rang out abruptly from behind her, making Rain Dew Mother-in-Law’s shoulders jolt. She whipped around, and upon seeing Yan Zhen had tracked her down, guilt flooded her expression even more.
“N-Nothing. Go play with the others. You don’t need to worry about me.”
