Aiselandier's Longing!

Lu Yuan returned from the Extreme Ice Temple without sending the people at the manor so much as a hint in advance.

That was because Nebula Manor was Lu Yuan's residence. As his beloved women, the ladies were also the mistresses here and possessed the same authority as Lu Yuan.

The instant Lu Yuan stepped within the manor's barrier, a gentle notification chimed softly beside every woman's ear.

Learning that the man they thought of day after day, for whom they had craned their necks in longing, had finally returned, the women—who had been sitting together chatting amid cheerful laughter—fell silent at once.

The crisp sound of laughter came to an abrupt halt.

Brilliant light instantly shone in everyone's eyes, and the laziness and tenderness on their faces transformed entirely into eager delight.

As though by prior agreement, they all rose together, their skirts fluttering lightly as they hurried forward, carrying the longing and concern accumulated over many days as they headed together for the manor's main gate to greet him.

The heavy manor gates were gently pushed open.

Lu Yuan had only just crossed the threshold and had yet to steady himself.

Several soft, warm bodies threw themselves at him all at once, heedless of everything else.

A warm, fragrant scent instantly enveloped him completely.

Xia Qingyin, tender and affectionate, gently pressed herself against his chest, carrying the peace of having regained what she had lost.

Jiang Xuanran, lively and vivacious, tightly wrapped her arms around his neck, brimming with joyful intimacy.

Celicia's brows and eyes were gentle as she quietly nestled at his side, wordlessly conveying her longing.

Shamirra's soft body obediently pressed against his arm.

Ye Qingyue's brows and eyes brimmed with affection, her eyes hiding endless tenderness.

Su Yaqing, pretty and spirited, sweetly clung to him