Ripples spread through the space as the women appeared one after another in the room. Ji Ya, Cai Lian, and Yi Xian’er stood on one side, while Yun Xiu, Jiu Youyue, and Huangfu Wenqing stood on the other. Aunt Mu led Jin Tong and Yu Nu to stand off to the side as much as possible.
Cai Lian said flatly, “Since Master Chen Xi has already spoken, this sovereign won’t make things difficult for you. I hope you’ll take good care of yourself, Yun Xiu. Ji Ya, are there any other rooms nearby?”
Ji Ya glanced at Yun Xiu and said, “Follow me, Big Sister. You too, Little Sister Xian’er.”
With that, she led the way out of the room, taking Cai Lian with her.
Yi Xian’er followed silently.
Aunt Mu and Jin Tong and Yu Nu brought up the rear, casually closing the door behind them.
The room now held only Yun Xiu, Jiu Youyue, and Huangfu Wenqing, along with Yan Zhen, who lay on the bed breathing evenly.
Forcibly refining Tier 5 Pills in a suboptimal state had overtaxed his vital energy and spirit. He was truly exhausted, and he wouldn’t wake without two or three days of solid sleep.
The three women approached Yan Zhen’s bedside and gazed at his peaceful sleeping face, momentarily lost in thought.
Yun Xiu was about to sit down when she suddenly remembered her disciple was still there. She paused, then leaned over instead, lifting the edge of the blanket to pull out his hand. Her jade-like fingers rested on his pulse as she channeled mystic power into his body, circulating it once before withdrawing.
“His pulse is steady. It seems he’s truly fine. We shouldn’t disturb his rest.”
As she spoke, she tucked Yan Zhen’s hand back under the blanket and straightened the covers for him. Her gaze lingered on his handsome little face, unable to look away, a faint smile slowly curving her lips.
Huangfu Wenqing hummed in agreement, staring at Yan Zhen just like Yun Xiu. “Yan Zhen is so cute when he’s sleeping, isn’t he, Master?”
Yun Xiu didn’t respond.
Jiu Youyue jumped in instead. “What’s there to ask? Your master’s eyes are practically glued to Little Zhen Zhen.”
“Uncle-Master Yue’s doing the same, aren’t you?”
“That’s different. I’m just appreciating him. Your master is ogling him—imagining what Little Zhen Zhen looks like without his clothes on…”
Huangfu Wenqing was speechless, thinking that sounded more like Uncle-Master Yue.
Yun Xiu shot a glance at the shameless demoness posing as her junior sister, too lazy to trade barbs. She said nothing.
“If there’s nothing else, let’s go. Staying here will just annoy people.”
“It’s just Big Sister who’s annoying, right? Little Sister here is quite popular~”
“Then stay.”
Yun Xiu tossed out those words and turned to leave, only for Jiu Youyue to call after her. “Hey, Big Sister, no goodnight kiss for Little Zhen Zhen before you go?”
Yun Xiu’s footsteps halted.
Before she could respond, Jiu Youyue continued. “What about you, Little Qingqing? Want a kiss?”
Huangfu Wenqing blinked, her breathing quickening slightly.
Kissing Yan Zhen right in front of her master… ahh~
Jiu Youyue giggled. “If neither of you wants to, then I’ll take one.”
With that, she sat on the edge of the bed and leaned down to kiss Yan Zhen.
Her full red lips pressed against his forehead with a soft muah. Then she shifted to kiss his left cheek, then his right, and finally landed on his lips, sucking gently for a good while before pulling away, her cheeks flushed as she straightened up.
Jiu Youyue licked her lips and grinned at the stunned master-disciple pair. “You two sure you don’t want a kiss?”
Yun Xiu bit her lip, huffed, and stormed out.
Huangfu Wenqing swallowed hard and followed reluctantly.
Jiu Youyue sighed dramatically. “Hanging around Big Sister means going hungry all day long~”
If she didn’t take the initiative, she’d get nothing but scraps.
Jiu Youyue left as well. After all, she still had a mission in the Garo Royal Capital.
Not long after the three women departed, Long Ying emerged from the Fire Refining Starry Sky. The loli dragon girl was overjoyed, her eyes curving into crescents, her little hands cupping her cheeks in a bashful, adorable display.
Master Chen Xi had treated her like a “disciple’s daughter-in-law,” even teaching her some ways to win over Yan Zhen Zhen. It had filled her with hope!
Seeing that all her “big sisters” in the room had left, she dragged over a stool nearly as tall as she was, hopped onto it, and settled in. Propping her cheeks on her hands, she rested her elbows on her legs and kept watch over Yan Zhen, fulfilling her “wife’s” duty.
I must protect Yan Zhen Zhen! Long Ying thought determinedly.
Three days later, Yan Zhen awoke to a gnawing hunger. Before he even opened his eyes, a faint milky fragrance filled his nose, reminding him of his beautiful female master and her treasure medicine—one bite of which could fill his belly.
So he opened wide and took a big bite.
“Mm~”
A familiar yet not quite familiar voice sounded right by Yan Zhen’s ear. He wasn’t sure who it was, but it definitely wasn’t his beautiful female master.
Yan Zhen snapped back to reality and quickly released his mouth. He yanked his head out from between those enveloping mounds and took a clear look. He froze.
Pink hair, a mixed-race beauty’s face—this was Big Sis Long Ying?!
Long Ying, now in her original form, lay beside Yan Zhen, wearing only his oversized white T-shirt. The flame pattern on the shirt was stretched taut over her massive breasts, which strained against the fabric, and her arm hugging his head created an even more astonishing curve right in front of his eyes. They rose and fell spectacularly with her breathing.
The T-shirt’s hem barely reached her thighs, covering only half her perky rear and leaving her two toned, snow-white legs exposed. One of them draped over Yan Zhen’s, her delicate foot dangling in the air, toes wiggling occasionally.
Yan Zhen’s bite and suck had roused Long Ying from her daze. As her sleepy emerald eyes focused on her “master’s” face, she woke fully.
“Yan Zhen Zhen, you’re awake? That’s great!”
She hooked her arms around him and shoved his head forcefully into her towering bosom, her long legs clamping around him as if trying to merge with him completely.
Yan Zhen couldn’t breathe, letting out muffled cries.
Long Ying saw nothing wrong with it, rubbing her cheek against his hair to express her joy.
“Long Ying, let… mmph… go…”
“Yan Zhen Zhen, snuggle, snuggle~”
“Damn it, don’t press down on me—you’re heavy as hell!”
Even in human form, she was a dragon clan member with a sturdy, heavy body—easily twice Yan Zhen’s weight.
As they snuggled, Long Ying’s movements slowed, her breathing evening out once more.
She had fallen asleep again. Thanks to Yan Zhen’s squirming, she let out soft, contented hums.
This damn loli dragon!
Yan Zhen was speechless. With a burst of strength, he flipped her over, ending up on top.
As he tried to get up, he realized her arms and legs were wrapped around him.
The commotion in the room naturally caught the attention of those next door. At that moment, Ji Ya, Cai Lian, and Yi Xian’er pushed the door open and walked in, immediately witnessing the scene: the tall, voluptuous Big Sis Long Ying in nothing but a short shirt, pinned beneath Yan Zhen, her impressive bust and long legs on full display.
The three women stared in stunned silence.
Yan Zhen twisted his head to look, freezing for a second before calmly saying, “Don’t misunderstand. Let me explain.”
From Long Ying, lost in some sweet dream, came a drowsy murmur. “Yan Zhen Zhen, kissy~”
Muah~
His cheek received a smooch.
Yan Zhen: “…”
The three women: “…”
Long Ying: Zzz~
