Bold Dressing

"Master, you've never dressed so... so eye-catchingly!"

Hearing Dong Xiaojie's protest, Shi Xuanfei drew out her words with a drawn-out "Oh~," chuckling, "Then today, consider it my first attempt, alright~"

As she spoke, she looked around the surroundings with great interest, nodding in praise, "Mmm, this place is indeed quite nice. Birds singing, flowers fragrant, the bamboo forest serene – it's a good spot."

Seeing that she had finally calmed down for the moment, Dong Xiaojie let out a slight sigh of relief. While making final adjustments to her cloak to ensure there were no mishaps and absolutely no accidental exposure, she replied, "Yes, Master. That's why I usually... uh, after 'burning incense,' I also like to stroll around here to get some fresh air."

Shi Xuanfei's gaze continued to wander, then settled on the open space by the shop entrance, where Yang Ning, dressed strangely and lounging in a sun chair, was.

Because Yang Ning was wearing sunglasses and an incredibly baggy "Blue Fatty" full-body pajama suit with the hood pulled up, covering most of his face, from a distance, he looked like a plump, round, sunbathing fat cat.

Shi Xuanfei's beautiful eyes instantly lit up, sparkling with countless little stars. She tugged at Dong Xiaojie's sleeve, her voice filled with surprise, "Little Jie Jie! Look quickly! What is that? I've heard you say this shop sells rare goods, but I didn't expect it to have such a cute spirit beast!"

Before her words had even fallen, she had already taken light, quick steps towards Yang Ning.

Dong Xiaojie followed her gaze and finally saw that it was Yang Ning in the mascot pajamas. Her heart immediately sounded an alarm: "Master! Don't--!"

However, it was too late. Shi Xuanfei gracefully arrived beside the sun chair, spread her arms, and scooped up Yang Ning, still in his mascot pajamas, along with the chair, into her embrace. She even nuzzled his fluffy "Blue Fatty" head with her smooth cheek affectionately.

"What a cute blue kitty~ Let big sister hug you~"

She nuzzled and nuzzled. In the process, the loosely tied cloak clasp came undone, and the magnificent cloak slid to the ground, unnoticed by her.

Yang Ning had been immersed in the world of music when he suddenly felt a force pull him up. The next moment, his entire face sank into an indescribably soft, warm, and fragrant embrace.

Just as he was about to speak, his face was completely "buried."

"Mmph!" (Completely buried in the cleavage)

"Hah~" (Barely managing to break free to gasp for air)

"Mmph-hah~ Mmph-hah~ Mmph-hah~ Mmph-hah..." (Cycling between struggling and suffocating)

Shi Xuanfei grew even more delighted. She pushed Yang Ning's attempting-to-lift head back into her embrace and turned to excitedly shout at Dong Xiaojie, who was rushing over, "Wow! This spirit beast is too interesting! Little Jie Jie, quick! Ask how much it costs! I want to buy it!"

Dong Xiaojie could barely bear to watch. She rushed forward and shouted anxiously, "Master! Stop! That's not a spirit beast! That's Boss Yang from Myriad Things Come!!"

"Ah?"

Shi Xuanfei froze at the words and subconsciously looked down.

She saw that the frame of Yang Ning's sunglasses had already snapped, one earbud was still precariously hanging on his ear, while the other dangled around his neck. As for Yang Ning himself, his face was flushed red, his eyes rolled back, looking like he had just experienced "fatal tenderness" and nearly suffocated into unconsciousness.

About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Dong Xiaojie, clutching the Hundred Flower Pill porcelain bottle specially made by Jade Maiden Peak, looked at Yang Ning, who had just "fainted," with a worried expression.

Beside her, Shi Xuanfei, for once, showed a hint of embarrassment. She held one hand tightly to her re-fastened cloak, covering the view of her chest.

"This kitty... no, this Boss Yang, he... how is he?" Shi Xuanfei asked in a small voice, a hint of guilt in her tone.

Dong Xiaojie sighed and turned to look resentfully at her free-spirited Master, "Master, Boss Yang is a mortal with no cultivation. His body isn't as sturdy as the spirit cats on our peak. How could he withstand your... your enthusiastic caresses like that?"

Shi Xuanfei bashfully stuck out her tongue, still firmly gripping the edge of her cloak with her other hand.

"Oh dear, Little Jie Jie, this... this wasn't intentional. Master just got too excited upon seeing something 'cute'..."

In reality, with Yang Ning's current physique comparable to the Foundation Establishment Stage (Physique 15), he shouldn't have fainted from just a hug from Shi Xuanfei. The fundamental reason was that his face was deeply buried in those voluptuous "cleavages," causing him to suffocate from lack of oxygen and pass out.

Not long after, as the medicinal power of the Hundred Flower Pill spread, Yang Ning slowly regained consciousness.

He had been listening to music with his eyes closed when he was suddenly pulled into an exceptionally soft embrace. Before he could "feel" it carefully, he lost consciousness due to suffocation.

Now awake, Yang Ning himself didn't know he had just experienced such great "bliss."

He rubbed his eyes and shook his still slightly dazed head. The first thing that caught his eye was Dong Xiaojie, looking at him with concern.

"Senior Sister Dong? I...?" He subconsciously twitched his nose, as if catching a faint, sweet, milky scent.

Dong Xiaojie quickly glanced at her Master behind her and hurriedly explained, "It's nothing, nothing! It must be the sun today, it's too strong, and you're wearing such thick clothes, you got heatstroke from the stuffiness."