Xiao Wu Had Just Kissed Him, and Now He Was Kissing Ning Rongrong?

Xiao Wu rose onto her tiptoes and planted a light kiss on Su Bai's cheek, freezing the air throughout the entire corridor.

Everyone stopped moving and stared blankly at the three of them.

Tang San held his poisoned dagger, his body stiff. He could not comprehend what was happening before his eyes.

Su Bai looked at the girl in his arms, at her sparkling eyes filled with dependence, but he did not answer Xiao Wu's question.

He reached out and gently lifted Xiao Wu's chin.

Before anyone could react, Su Bai lowered his head and kissed those soft pink lips.

Time seemed to stop at that moment.

Xiao Wu's body instantly went limp, her mind turning completely blank.

All she could feel was the warmth from Su Bai's lips, along with that Auspicious Aura that made her lose herself in it.

It was far more intense than any of their previous contact.

Beside them, Tang San's body began to tremble violently.

The dagger in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, but he did not notice at all.

That sight was like a red-hot blade plunging into his chest and twisting viciously.

"SU BAI!!!"

Tang San let out a beastlike roar in his heart.

You have brought death upon yourself!

Dai Mubai stood at the doorway, the astonishment on his face slowly turning into a strange smile.

Now, he was not the only one being humiliated.

Ma Hongjun and Oscar's jaws nearly dropped to the floor.

H-Holy shit! Brother Bai is incredible! Ma Hongjun screamed inwardly.

This was simply his idol!

Zhu Zhuqing remained expressionless, but the hand at her side unconsciously clenched.

This man was even more domineering than she had imagined.

Ning Rongrong's eyes widened, her little mouth slightly agape. The abacus beads in her mind were practically scattered by the shock.

The kiss ended.

Su Bai released Xiao Wu. She was already weak all over and leaned entirely against his chest, her cheeks so red they seemed ready to drip blood, as though steam might rise from her head at any moment.

Su Bai glanced at Tang San in the distance, amusement in his eyes.

Lowering his head, he softly said to Xiao Wu in his arms, "Xiao Wu, come directly to me whenever you miss me."

Xiao Wu buried her face in Su Bai's chest and let out a faint, mosquito-like "Mm."

"S-Su Bai, you and Xiao Wu..." Ning Rongrong finally found her voice and stammered.

Su Bai met her gaze openly, his tone calm as if he were simply stating a fact.

"Yes, we really are childhood sweethearts. We just got separated after our martial souls awakened six years ago."

He spoke with complete seriousness, without a trace of lying on his face.

Xiao Wu's body stiffened in his arms, but she soon relaxed again. Still burying her head, she unconsciously twisted her fingers together and gave another quiet "Mm."

That gesture completely confirmed Su Bai's words.

"No!"

Tang San could no longer endure it. He shouted at Xiao Wu:

"Xiao Wu, this isn't true, right? Didn't you say you were an orphan? How could you have a childhood sweetheart?"

Tang San tried to use the last of his reason to wake the Xiao Wu he had known for six years.

Xiao Wu lifted her head from Su Bai's arms and looked at Tang San. There was no longer any shyness on her face, only the anger and disappointment of someone who had been offended.

"Little San, you..."

She wanted to question why Tang San did not believe her, why he had to embarrass her in front of so many people.

But when the words reached her lips, they turned into boundless grievance.

Xiao Wu gently pulled away from Su Bai's arms and ran upstairs without looking back, returning to her dorm room.

Bang!

The door slammed shut.

Tang San panicked at once. Forgetting all about Su Bai, he hurried after her.

"Xiao Wu! Xiao Wu, open the door! Listen to my explanation!"

He stood outside Xiao Wu's door, knocking anxiously, but there was no response from within.

The farce in the corridor finally came to an end.

Ma Hongjun and Oscar exchanged admiring looks, then sensibly slipped back into their room.

Dai Mubai gave Su Bai a cold look, then glanced upstairs at the distraught Tang San. He said nothing and turned to leave.

Zhu Zhuqing also gave Su Bai a long look. That complex emotion flashed through her eyes before she, too, disappeared at the stairway to the second floor.

For a moment, only Su Bai and Ning Rongrong remained.

The chaos from before seemed as though it had never happened.

Ning Rongrong gathered herself and slowly walked up to Su Bai.

With her hands behind her back, she leaned forward slightly. Curiosity and inquiry glimmered in her lively, wide eyes.

"Brother Su Bai... are you and Xiao Wu boyfriend and girlfriend?"

Her voice carried a girlish sweetness, sounding almost coquettish.

Su Bai smiled and casually replied:

"Not yet."

That answer made Ning Rongrong's heart tremble.

Not yet?

Did that mean I still have a chance?

Just as her thoughts began to run wild, Su Bai suddenly took a step forward.

The distance between them instantly closed.

Ning Rongrong could even feel the warm breath he exhaled.

She instinctively wanted to step back, but Su Bai had already reached out and gently caressed her smooth cheek.

The warmth of Su Bai's fingers made Ning Rongrong's body tremble slightly.

"Rong Rong."

Su Bai lowered his voice, and it carried an inexplicable allure.

"I'm not a man who can be bound."

"If you want to provoke me, don't regret it later."

Ning Rongrong's cheeks reddened at a visible speed.

Her heart pounded wildly, as if it were about to leap out of her chest.

Su Bai is so direct!

He can't be bound?

Does he mean he wants multiple wives and concubines?

Ning Rongrong had grown up without anyone ever daring to speak to her like this, much less touch her so casually.

Yet she did not find it unpleasant.

Instead, she felt an inexplicable thrill, as though the strings of her heart had been plucked.

This is too interesting!

She, Ning Rongrong, was the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Anything she wanted had never escaped her grasp.

Regret?

Ning Rongrong raised her head and met Su Bai's eyes.

Though her face was still flushed, the pride belonging to the little witch resurfaced.

"Su Bai, remember this."

"In my life, the word 'regret' has never existed."

The word "regret" had never existed in Ning Rongrong's life.

Her words carried the unique pride of the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Su Bai looked at her, an amused smile appearing on his face.

He said nothing. He merely slowly raised his hand and hooked a finger beneath Ning Rongrong's chin, forcing her to meet his gaze.

The moonlight in the corridor softly fell across Ning Rongrong's face, making the blush on her pretty features all the more apparent while accentuating the smooth softness of her fair skin.

Su Bai slowly moved his face closer.

Ning Rongrong's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably once more.

She could clearly see every subtle contour of Su Bai's face and smell that unique aura around him, one that made her feel both at ease and flustered.