Early the next morning, Xi Yue fled as though escaping a disaster.
Qin Yi sat dumbly at the bedside while Cheng Cheng combed her hair before the mirror, her face carrying a delight even greater than sneaking a taste of something forbidden.
Last night, while Qin Yi and Xi Yue's battle was in full swing, this "hostess" had quietly slipped in and stirred the bed into a mess of scattered feathers. Ashamed and furious, Xi Yue had no choice but to endure another round of "since we're already here." Afterwards, she had been so mortified that she could not flee fast enough.
Qin Yi felt Miss Yue's reaction was the normal one. He had no idea why Cheng Cheng found such a voluntarily delivered three-person affair so delightful. There had to be something wrong with her...
Of course, he did not know how badly Cheng Cheng had wanted to see what expression that lofty Old Daoist Nun, whose cultivation stood at the pinnacle of the world, would wear while being with others... This was not merely a wicked little pleasure unique to Fairies, nor did it have anything to do with revenge. In truth, even Liusu wanted to see it.
Recalling Xi Yue's mortified, furious expression from last night, Liusu was still laughing so hard inside the staff that she was convulsing.
Of course, though Qin Yi did not understand, he was secretly pleased as well. He would never say there was anything wrong with it.
Unfortunately, Miss Yue had only stayed briefly in her haste and ultimately did not remain any longer.
He put his clothes in order and got out of bed. Walking to the dressing table, he took Cheng Cheng's comb and helped her comb her hair. "You..."
Cheng Cheng looked into the mirror and smiled. "What