Huo Wu's Power

Seeing that Shui Yue'er showed not the slightest guilty conscience, Shui Bing'er felt resentful but said nothing more. Ye Qiu was right—no matter what, Yue'er would find out sooner or later.

"Mm, where are you going to spend the night later?"

Shui Bing'er nodded slightly, then gently pushed Ye Qiu off herself. She straightened her saliva-stained undergarment and, blushing, asked Shui Yue'er.

Ye Qiu lay beside them with a smile, covering his handsome face still carrying the sweet scent of milk. Though it differed from what he had imagined, Shui Bing'er's embrace was no colder than Huo Wu's, yet the feeling was entirely different.

"Hehe. I don't mind. There are so many sisters—I can just squeeze in with them."

Giggling, Shui Yue'er pounced directly onto Ye Qiu. Imitating her sister, she offered up her own soft, delicate embrace.

Naturally, Ye Qiu did not stand on ceremony and wrapped his arms around Shui Yue'er's slender waist.

"Big Sister, hurry up and wash up."

Shui Yue'er urged her in a soft, coquettish voice.

"I'll go now."

Shui Bing'er nodded, gathered her things, and slowly entered the bathroom.

"Ah—!"

Behind her came Shui Yue'er's pained cry. The little puppy had bitten someone----------------

Standing in the bathroom, Shui Bing'er ignored Ye Qiu and Shui Yue'er tugging at each other outside and began removing her clothes to wash up.

Not long after.

She came out shyly, walking with unsteady steps.

A trace of amazement appeared in Ye Qiu's eyes.

Shui Bing'er wore an ice-blue silk slip dress. Its thin straps had slipped lightly down her shoulders, outlining the graceful lines of her collarbones. Her waist-length hair was still slightly damp, falling casually behind her and lending her an even more languid, seductive air.

Shyness flickered in her blue eyes. She kept her head slightly lowered,