Bold Attire

"Master, you've never dressed so... so provocatively before!"

Hearing Dong Xiaojie's protest, Shi Xuanfei drew out an "Oh~" and chuckled. "Then today will be my first time trying it~"

As she spoke, she looked around the surroundings with great interest and nodded approvingly. "Mm, this place really is lovely, with birdsong and fragrant flowers, and a secluded bamboo grove. It's a wonderful place to visit."

Seeing that her master had finally settled down for the moment, Dong Xiaojie relaxed a little. She made one last adjustment to her cape to ensure she was completely covered and wouldn't expose herself, then replied, "Yes, Master. That's why, after I... uh, 'burn incense' on ordinary days, I also like to take a walk nearby and get some fresh air."

Shi Xuanfei's gaze continued to wander, then came to rest on Yang Ning, dressed strangely and lounging in a Sun Chair on the open space in front of the shop.

Yang Ning wore sunglasses and an enormous, loose-fitting full-body "Blue Fatty" pajama suit, with the hood pulled over his head and most of his face hidden. From a distance, he looked just like a round, chubby cat basking in the sun.

Shi Xuanfei's beautiful eyes instantly lit up, sparkling with countless stars. Tugging on Dong Xiaojie's sleeve, she exclaimed with delight, "Xiao Jie Jie! Look! What is that? I'd heard the goods sold at this shop were unusual, but I never imagined they'd have such an adorable Spirit Beast!"

Before she'd even finished speaking, she was already skipping toward Yang Ning.

Dong Xiaojie followed her gaze and finally saw Yang Ning in his mascot pajamas. Alarm bells rang in her head. "Master! Don't—!"

But it was too late. Shi Xuanfei had already glided over to the Sun Chair. She stretched out both arms and swept up Yang Ning, chair and all, into her embrace, then affectionately rubbed her smooth cheek against the furry "Blue Fatty" head.

"What an adorable blue kitty~ Let Big Sis give you a hug~"

As she rubbed and cuddled him, the cape ties that had been barely holding her cape in place came undone. The splendid garment slipped to the ground, and she didn't even notice.

Yang Ning had been immersed in the world of music when he suddenly felt himself being lifted. The next instant, his whole face sank into an indescribably soft, warm, fragrant embrace.

He tried to speak, but his face was completely "buried."

"Mm!" (Completely buried in the cleavage)

"Hah~" (Barely breaking free to catch his breath)

"Mm-hah~ Mm-hah~ Mm-hah~ Mm-hah..." (Caught in a cycle of struggling and suffocating)

Shi Xuanfei was only growing more delighted. She pushed Yang Ning's head, which he was trying to lift, back into her embrace, then turned and called excitedly to Dong Xiaojie, who was hurrying over. "Wow! This Spirit Beast is so much fun! Xiao Jie Jie, quick! Ask how much it costs! I want to buy it!"

Dong Xiaojie could hardly bear to look. She rushed over and cried out anxiously, "Master! Stop! That's not a Spirit Beast! That's Boss Yang from Myriad Things Come!"

"Huh?"

Shi Xuanfei froze at her words and instinctively looked down.

Yang Ning's sunglasses had snapped in half. One earbud still clung to his ear, while the other dangled around his neck. His face was bright red, his eyes rolled back, and he looked as if he'd just endured "deadly tenderness" and nearly suffocated to the point of passing out.

About the time it took to burn a stick of incense later, Dong Xiaojie clutched a Porcelain Bottle of Hundred Flower Pills specially made by Jade Maiden Peak, watching the "unconscious" Yang Ning before her with deep concern.

Beside her, Shi Xuanfei looked unusually embarrassed. She clutched her now-replaced cape tightly with one hand, covering the spring scenery on her chest.

"This kitty... no, this Boss Yang, is... is he all right?" Shi Xuanfei asked quietly, a hint of guilt in her voice.

Dong Xiaojie sighed and turned a reproachful gaze on her unpredictable master. "Master, Boss Yang is a Mortal with no cultivation. His body isn't like the tough Spirit Cats on our peak. How could he withstand your... your passionate affection?"

Shi Xuanfei stuck out her tongue sheepishly, while her other hand still gripped the edge of her cape tightly over her chest.

"Oh, Xiao Jie Jie, I... I was just so excited to see something 'adorable'..."

In truth, with his physique now comparable to that of someone in the Foundation Establishment Realm (Constitution 15), Yang Ning shouldn't have passed out just from Shi Xuanfei hugging him. The real reason was that his face had been buried deep in those ample "cleavage," leaving him gasping for air until he lost consciousness.

Before long, the effects of the Hundred Flower Pill took hold, and Yang Ning slowly came to.

He'd been listening to music with his eyes closed when he was suddenly pulled into an extraordinarily soft embrace. Before he could properly "appreciate" it, he'd lost consciousness from suffocation.

Now that Yang Ning had woken up, he had no idea he'd just experienced such immense "bliss."

He rubbed his eyes and shook his still-foggy head. The first person he saw was Dong Xiaojie, looking concerned beside him.

"Senior Disciple Dong? What happened to me...?" He twitched his nose, as if catching a faint, sweet, milky scent.

Dong Xiaojie shot a quick glance at her master behind her, then hurriedly explained, "It's nothing, it's nothing! The sun must have been too fierce, and your clothes are so thick that you got heatstroke."