“Alas, failing to teach my daughter properly, this calamity was bound to come.”
Yun Liu let out a long sigh, and it took him quite a while to quell the Sacred Fire before he gently laid the young girl down on the bed.
He seemed to sense something and turned his head stiffly, only to meet a pair of dazed eyes.
Yu Shen Yinglian hugged her knees, staring intently at Yun Liu’s swollen lips, as if contemplating whether she should take a taste too.
Could Senior Brother’s lips really be dipped in honey and taste that good? The yellow-haired one even cried from how delicious it was.
“A-A-Ah Lian, you’re awake?”
Yun Liu was flustered, unsure when the little pink-haired girl had woken up, or how much she had seen.
This time he’d really corrupted a child…
“Senior Brother, you’re so loud.”
“Sorry, I disturbed your sleep.”
Wait, this is my room, the two of you are the ones with no manners.
“You look like you’re in a lot of pain. Is there anything Ah Lian can do to help?”
“No, no. See how happily I’m smiling? Ah ha, ah hahaha…”
He had let the yellow-haired one in earlier. Yun Liu’s face twisted into an expression uglier than crying.
The Peerless Cauldron was right before his eyes, his Minghuang Cultivation Body practically drooling with desire, stirred into a near-frenzy. Heaven only knew how long Yun had battled within his Sea of Consciousness to suppress the Sacred Fire.
Yinglian crawled over slowly, tilted her head, and curiously stared at the little tent.
“Senior Brother, what good thing are you hiding in your pocket? Let me play with it.”
“You’ll know when you grow up.”
“Mmph! That’s not a toy. Little kids will go blind if they look at it.”
Yun Liu clutched his crotch, mortified beyond words. Tonight, he had thoroughly lost all face as an adult.
Growing up, she raised two little pincers. Yu Shen Yinglian counted on her fingers, thinking about how soon it would be until…
“Really?”
“Then, can I borrow it to play with after the Adult Ceremony?”
Not a chance in hell!
Yun Liu bolted out the door and fled straight to the yellow-haired girl’s room for refuge. That place was no longer habitable.
“Shiyu, you’re finally back! I was worried something had happened to you. What happened today was my fault. And, well, losing all your Spirit Stones last time was also… anyway, I’m sorry.”
As soon as he entered, he heard Ao Tian offering a sincere apology, shrinking his head as he flew over. So they really had been fighting.
“If you really don’t want to fight, we can just forget the Dragon Pearl. The target’s already locked in anyway. Worst case, we come back later to settle the score… Wait, why is it you!?”
Ao Tian’s eyes went wide when he saw who it was.
Sneaking into his daughter’s room in the middle of the night, what’s the meaning of this? Holy crap, has Ghost Father disease become contagious?
Wait, didn’t Shiyu go to night-raid Yun Liu’s place!?
“Wh-Wh-What did you do to Shiyu!?”
Ao Tian’s expression was terrified, his gut churning with a bad premonition.
Yun Liu glared at the silly bird.
“You should be asking what she did to me.”
“Fair enough. If you had that kind of skill, the Palace of the Heavenly Pivot Star would’ve changed its name to Yun long ago. She’s resting in her room.”
He still didn’t know how to explain this to Xing Shu. Ao Tian breathed a sigh of relief. If she came home from a trip with a swollen belly…
“She’s fine, fast asleep in my room, so I had no choice but to sleep here… How can you even stand this?”
Ao Tian scratched his head, momentarily unable to tell whether his father was too much of a gentleman, or his daughter was just completely lacking in charm.
Even Ge Erniang from the next village had already secured her position. Why was Shiyu still wandering around the doorway?
Fine, then tonight the two of them would just make do.
Ao Tian hopped onto the top of Yun Liu’s head, slowly crouched down, and said bashfully:
“Please be gentle, sir. This is my first time, you know.”
Splat!
Yun Liu backhanded the yellow chicken against the wall, flipping him the middle finger.
“Scram!”
Yun Liu flopped onto the bed and silently recited the Heart Sutra, ignoring the silly bird. Ao Tian could only sulkily gather his feathers and crawl into his hair.
Mm, Shiyu’s pillow had a fresh scent, like newborn sunlight.
That night, Ji Shiyu slept especially soundly, smiling foolishly in her dreams, the corner of her mouth full of her teacher’s taste.
Until Qin Xiang’s voice came from outside the house, followed by commotion, as if some argument was brewing.
“Xiao Yun, are you in there?”
The little yellow-haired girl groggily opened her eyes, slowly waking up, and instinctively touched her lips.
“Tea… cher?”
She blinked and looked closer. Beside her, a small mound was slowly shifting on the bed, wrapped in the familiar Shanhai Brocade Robe.
Teacher accepted my love. Ji Shiyu secretly rejoiced. Sleeping in the same bed wasn’t a dream, it was real! Ji Shiyu secretly rejoiced. Mama, I’m his mistress now! Sleeping in the same bed also meant…
“Mmm—smooch!”
Ji Shiyu threw off the outer robe, parted her red lips, and was about to continue where they left off, when she froze on the spot.
From beneath the clothes popped out a wild marmot. Yu Shen Yinglian, expressionless, slapped her chubby little hand directly onto Ji Shiyu’s forehead, rejecting the cuddling.
“Hello, yellow hair. Goodbye, yellow hair.”
“Wh-Why is it you, Aunt Master?”
Ji Shiyu’s mouth twitched as she rubbed her temples, sinking into recollection.
There was no doubt this was Yun Liu’s room. After last night’s mischief, what had happened?
“Don’t eat me. Ah Lian doesn’t taste good.”
Ah Lian thought for a moment, then said:
“But if you give me the yellow chicken, letting you take a bite isn’t out of the question. Though you have to brush your teeth first.”
“I don’t eat people!”
Ji Shiyu shook her head, then her pretty face flushed red.
“That’s not what you said last night when you were gnawing on Senior Brother. Wah wah wah, screaming ‘I like it, I like it, I like it’… Mmmph.”
Yu Shen Yinglian made a disgusted face and was immediately silenced by Ji Shiyu’s hand over her mouth.
“Shh! Y-You saw everything?”
“The yellow-haired girl was hungry and stole Senior Brother’s saliva, waking Ah Lian up. Hard not to see it.”
Ji Shiyu twisted shyly with a silly smile. She was clearly embarrassed, yet brimming with pride.
“Where did Teacher go?”
Having detected an emergency, she pushed the door open and walked in, only to see two beautiful, disheveled young girls on the bed whispering to each other. This was also the question Qin Xiang wanted to ask. Having received no response for a long time, she mused: a threesome?
Qin Xiang covered her mouth and chuckled lightly:
“Hm? Are young people these days this open?”
“It’s not what you think.”
Ah Lian waved her hand, distancing herself from the yellow-haired girl. She had no strange hobbies. This body existed only for the divine.
But Ji Shiyu crossed her arms, nodded smugly, and kept stirring the pot.
“That’s right. It’s exactly what you think!”
“Then, what exactly is it?”
Qin Xiang slowly turned around with a cunning smile, having sensed where the main culprit was.
Yun Liu scrambled out of the room on all fours, but had just barely stepped out of Ji Shiyu’s room when he was caught red-handed by Sister Qin before he could flee.
Two little heads poked out from behind the door, each with a different look in their eyes.
“Ahaha, good morning, everyone?”
“Good morning to you too, Mr. Yun. Could you explain why the two of them appeared in your room, yet you walked out of Shiyu’s room?”
Qin Xiang smiled gracefully, her right foot tapping lightly against the floor. If the answer wasn’t satisfactory, someone was in for trouble.
“Oh? Is that so? Maybe you’re misremembering which room is which. This one is mine.”
Watching Yun Liu spout nonsense with a straight face, Ji Shiyu let out a “pfft” laugh. Teacher was panicking.
Fight, fight! That way this sweet girl would have room to show off her tea skills.