After dinner, Dragon Duke and Snake Grandma took Meng Yiran to their room, while Zhao Zilong returned to his own room, sat cross-legged, and began cultivating, wanting to see if he could break through to level 34.
In the room, the three members of Meng Yiran's family gathered. Meng Shu thought highly of Zhao Zilong. In both talent and strength, if he could grow up without a hitch, he would definitely become a Titled Douluo. A promising talent like him had to be won over before he rose to prominence.
"Yiran, how are you and Zilong getting along at the academy? I saw quite a few girls there, and some of them are just as pretty as you. You'd better keep a close eye on Zilong and not give him a chance to fool around outside, understand?"
Meng Yiran gave a soft snort, and a little displeasure crept into her heart. "At the academy, there's only Ning Rongrong, who's always asking Zilong to teach her Hidden Weapons. And during this break, she even invited Zilong to visit the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. It's enough to make me furious."
"You mean that girl from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!" Meng Shu stroked his beard, then chuckled lecherously. "Men are all lustful. Yiran, you'd better make things official with Zilong sooner rather than later, so some other woman doesn't lure your boyfriend away."
"Grandpa, what nonsense are you talking about? Zilong and I are still in school!" Meng Shu's words made Meng Yiran even more bashful. Although she had already confessed her feelings to Zhao Zilong at the academy, and their relationship was basically settled there, it was still too soon to take things that far.
"Us Soul Masters mature physically faster than ordinary people. Even if you're still young, that sort of thing... hehehe..."
"You old reprobate." Snake Grandma shot Meng Shu a glare from beside them.
Meng Shu wasn't ashamed in the least. Like a man of experience, he continued offering advice. "Yiran, Grandpa's a man too, so I understand men. Men can't resist temptation, especially a talented young man like him. All the major factions see him as a prize, and someone could snatch him away at any moment. Only after you and Zilong have a child will he have something to tie him down. Otherwise, he could fly away at any time and become someone else's man."
"Enough, I understand, Grandpa. I know what I'm doing, so please stop talking about it." Meng Yiran clearly didn't want to argue about this any longer. She turned and ran out.
After returning to her room, Meng Yiran kept thinking about what her grandfather had said. She tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. After hearing Meng Shu's words, she felt even more afraid. She was already more than three years older than Zhao Zilong, and her talent was far inferior to his. As time went on, would Zhao Zilong find someone more suited to him? By then, her outstanding, powerful boyfriend would belong to someone else.
At the thought of this, Meng Yiran grew even more afraid and lay in bed, unable to sleep.
Back at school, she hadn't had a chance to do anything intimate with Zhao Zilong, even when she wanted to. But now they were home. It seemed like they could...
One rosy scene after another surfaced in her mind. Without realizing it, Meng Yiran climbed out of bed and found herself standing in front of Zhao Zilong's door.
"Is he still awake?" Meng Yiran saw that the light in Zhao Zilong's room was still on. Through the window, she saw him sitting cross-legged on the bed and cultivating. She couldn't help feeling a little jealous. He was already so talented-did he really have to work so hard?
"Damn it, I failed again."
Inside his room, Zhao Zilong felt his attempt to break through his Soul Power had failed and immediately cursed. His Soul Power had reached level 33 six months ago, and he also had the bonus from his Soul Bone. Yet he still hadn't managed to break through to level 34 in all that time, which left him a little frustrated.
Outside, Meng Yiran heard Zhao Zilong swear, but she wasn't surprised. She had spent a long time with him and knew him fairly well. He was a free spirit. She knocked on the door. "Zilong, are you asleep?"
The door soon opened. Zhao Zilong saw Meng Yiran in pink pajamas, a faint blush on her face, and immediately felt his blood surge. He teased her, "Yiran, judging by how you look, you can't sleep either, can you?"
"Mm." Meng Yiran nodded softly.
The smile at the corner of Zhao Zilong's mouth grew wider. He stepped aside, grinning from ear to ear. "Perfect, I can't sleep either. I was just cultivating my Soul Power. Now that you're here, we can have a good discussion."
"Okay." Meng Yiran nodded and entered Zhao Zilong's room.
Quick as a flash, Zhao Zilong shut the door behind her. His smile deepened, as if he'd successfully lured a little white rabbit into the wolf's lair. Yiran, Yiran, you came to me yourself. I've been tending this cabbage for half a year, and now I can finally pick it...
Soon, Zhao Zilong led Meng Yiran over to the bed and sat her down. She didn't resist, her little face already red with embarrassment from the moment she had entered. She looked at Zhao Zilong. "Zilong, I..."
Before Meng Yiran could finish, Zhao Zilong pressed her beneath him. "You don't have to say or do anything. Just relax in a moment and leave everything to me." Then he pulled off her pink pajamas in one swift motion.
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The next morning, Meng Yiran felt a soreness beneath her, but when she saw Zhao Zilong still asleep beside her, a trace of happiness appeared at the corner of her mouth. She turned over and hugged him.
That movement woke Zhao Zilong too. The two looked into each other's eyes. After the passion of the previous night, Meng Yiran wasn't so shy anymore, and their relationship was now completely settled.
"Zilong, I'm your woman now. You can't abandon me." As she spoke, Meng Yiran rested her little head against Zhao Zilong.
Zhao Zilong hugged her too. "Don't worry, Yiran. I'll take care of you for the rest of my life."
"Mm."
But just then, Zhao Zilong suddenly sensed something. "My Soul Power actually broke through to level 34."
"Really? Congratulations, Zilong." Meng Yiran was delighted too. Her man had grown stronger again.
Zhao Zilong was surprised as well. He had been cultivating all this time over the past six months, and especially during the last month, he had repeatedly felt that his Soul Power was on the verge of a breakthrough, but it just wouldn't happen. Yet after spending the night in passionate intimacy with Meng Yiran, he had actually broken through.
He immediately gave Meng Yiran a fierce kiss. "This was all thanks to you. Come on, let's try again..."
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