Zhu Zhuqing's Knot, Ya Li Spiritual Mentor

Ning Rongrong looked at the face almost pressed against her own. Her eyes darted aside, refusing to meet Luo Chuan's gaze, yet she still said righteously, "This young lady has taken a liking to you. Otherwise, why would I have stopped you and—mm~?"

Before Ning Rongrong could finish, her crimson lips were sealed. Her eyes went blank as she stared at the face now pressed before her.

"Mm, mm, mm~~~"

Ning Rongrong wanted to run, but how could she possibly escape?

Oh~ mm~

Ning Rongrong struggled, her little feet kicking at Luo Chuan's legs while both hands kept pushing against his shoulders, but it was all useless.

Luo Chuan's kiss was just as clumsy, but he quickly regained the feeling from his previous life.

"Mm!!"

Ning Rongrong tried to turn her head and escape that suffocating sensation, escape that relentless entanglement, but one of Luo Chuan's large hands held her face in place. She could only passively endure his embrace and kisses.

Who knew how long it had been before Ning Rongrong finally got a chance to breathe, gulping down air in great mouthfuls. But before she could recover, Luo Chuan began his plundering anew.

This time, Ning Rongrong completely gave up resisting. She passively endured it, then unconsciously responded to Luo Chuan's passion. Her expression grew increasingly dazed, and she entirely forgot that she and Luo Chuan were in the living room on the first floor of the villa.

Naturally, lost in their fervor, neither of them noticed the figure that flashed past outside.

Zhu Zhuqing wandered aimlessly through Shrek. Her expression shifted from shyness to confusion, from confusion to anger, then the anger faded and she returned to a state of bewilderment.

She had seen it. She had seen Luo Chuan and Ning Rongrong kissing in the living room. But she did not have the courage to show herself, nor did she have the courage to accuse either of them.

"Zhu Qing?" At some point, Zhu Zhuqing had arrived at Yun Ming and Ya Li's residence. They lived in a small corner of Shrek, with a dense forest behind their house and a tranquil environment.

At that moment, Ya Li walked toward Zhu Zhuqing with a gentle smile. "Zhu Qing, what happened? Why do you look so absent-minded? Did the Hall Master bully you again?"

"No." Hearing Ya Li's concerned words, Zhu Zhuqing shook her head. He had not bullied her. Yet it made her feel even worse than if he had.

"That's true. If the Hall Master had bullied Zhu Qing, Zhu Qing wouldn't look this dejected. Right?" Ya Li reached out with her slender hand and gently took Zhu Zhuqing's wrist. "Come, tell Aunt Ya Li what's on your mind."

Ya Li's natural warmth left Zhu Zhuqing unable to resist. Moreover, Ya Li had always taken very good care of her, so Zhu Zhuqing had even fewer reservations.

But what was she supposed to say?

"I... I don't know why, but I just feel... uncomfortable." Zhu Zhuqing recalled the sight of Luo Chuan and Ning Rongrong kissing in the living room, her Pearly Teeth lightly biting her Red Lips.

What right did she have to interfere with Luo Chuan?

Ya Li looked at Zhu Zhuqing tenderly and gently smoothed the wind-tousled hair from her face. "Among the three girls in the academy, you have always been the strongest one.

A lot must have happened to you, hasn't it?"

Zhu Zhuqing remained silent. Ya Li held her hand. "Is it because of the Hall Master?"

Ya Li struck the mark with a single sentence, and Zhu Zhuqing's expression immediately turned flustered. She did not dare admit it, afraid that something bad would happen once she did.

"Silly girl, as someone who has been through it, Aunt Ya Li can see your feelings at a glance." Ya Li beckoned with her jade-like hand, bringing over the teapot from nearby and pouring Zhu Zhuqing a cup.

"Can you tell Aunt Ya Li now?" Ya Li asked again.

Zhu Zhuqing hesitated for a moment. Holding the teacup with both hands and lowering her head, she said softly, "Senior Ya Li, don't tell Luo Chuan, okay?"

"That depends on what it is. If it is something serious, Aunt Ya Li won't help you keep it secret," Ya Li said.

Zhu Zhuqing hesitated again before finally deciding to say it. "I... I saw Luo Chuan and Rong Rong kissing."

Zhu Zhuqing's voice was as faint as a mosquito's, but Ya Li still heard her clearly. At those words, she covered her Red Lips with her jade-like hand, looking rather surprised. "That girl Rong Rong has much more courage than you do, Zhu Qing."

Zhu Zhuqing lowered her head. For some reason, after voicing what was on her mind, her entire body felt much lighter.

Ya Li looked at Zhu Zhuqing, who was bowing her head and holding the teacup in a daze, and a smile appeared on her face instead. "Zhu Qing, do you still not understand your own feelings?"

"Huh?" Zhu Zhuqing looked at Ya Li in confusion. Then her face reddened slightly, and she lowered her head again, her cheeks nearly buried in her ample chest.

Ya Li felt that she should help her Hall Master a little. After all, Luo Chuan was the reason she and Yun Ming had been able to reunite in this world.

"Zhu Qing, tell Aunt Ya Li. Have you ever thought about being with the Hall Master?"

Ya Li's voice was gentle, soothing to hear.

"I... I already have a marriage contract." Zhu Zhuqing looked downcast, but Ya Li said, "A marriage contract? What if there were no marriage contract? You are a member of Luo Shen Hall. Other than yourself, no one can dictate your marriage."

Ya Li was qualified to say that, because in the current Douluo Continent, no one was Yun Ming's match.

Zhu Zhuqing fell silent. Ya Li continued, "If Rong Rong had been replaced by Zhu Qing today, would Zhu Qing still have felt upset?"

"I... I wouldn't." Zhu Zhuqing's face grew even redder, but Ya Li's words sent her imagination running wild. In her mind, Ning Rongrong had been replaced by herself.

Zhu Zhuqing shook her head repeatedly. How could she think about that kind of thing?

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing's inner conflict, Ya Li added, "If you ask me, the Hall Master likes Zhu Qing more. It's just that Zhu Qing is too thin-skinned, making it difficult for the Hall Master to make a move."

Ya Li was half teasing, half serious. Yet Zhu Zhuqing felt an inexplicable surge of joy. She thought of the days a month ago when Luo Chuan had stayed in her room. But now, Luo Chuan had a room of his own.

In the little villa, Ning Rongrong nestled against Luo Chuan's chest like a little bird. Her tiny finger poked at his chest as her rosy little mouth muttered, "Bad egg, bad man, you have to take responsibility for bullying me!"

Luo Chuan looked at Ning Rongrong in his arms with a headache. How had he ended up provoking such a clingy nuisance?

"Hey, say something."

"Say what?" Luo Chuan rolled his eyes, glanced at Ning Rongrong's flat little figure, and sighed.

Ning Rongrong was being looked down on again and again and again. She immediately bristled. "Y-you, you... You're denying it after pulling up your pants!"

"I never took my pants off." Luo Chuan was unconcerned, even smacking his lips. "We're even."

"What do you mean, we're even?! You touched me, you kissed me, and now you're refusing to acknowledge it. Scumbag!"

Ning Rongrong looked at Luo Chuan resentfully. This bastard actually dared to say they were even?

"Yeah. Last time, you kissed me while I wasn't paying attention. Now I kissed you back. Doesn't that make us even?"

Ning Rongrong glared at Luo Chuan. She had never seen someone so shameless!