An Zhen Likes Ice Cream

Make some connections.

Get acquainted.

After all, they did not have much of a grudge against each other. In this academy filled with geniuses, aside from idiots with screws loose, no one wanted to make enemies of other geniuses over trivial matters.

The Tang Sect Master, who was desperately short on people, invited Wang Dong to join. Just like in the original story, Wang Dong immediately agreed to join the Tang Sect.

After a meal, they had gotten to know one another a little.

Back to the dormitory.

Slap!

An Zhen looked doubtfully at Huo Yutong as she shut the door. This seemed to be his dormitory, so why had these two followed him in?

"Big Brother An Zhen!"

Huo Yutong pounced on him.

Her fair arms wrapped tightly around An Zhen as the loli looked up at the young man through teary eyes.

"Are you really all right?"

Huo Yutong had searched for him all morning and was nearly frantic with worry. If Teacher Xiao Ya had not told her earlier that Big Brother An Zhen was fine, and if she had not seen his rosy complexion at the restaurant, she would have broken down long ago.

Her two soft little hands searched over An Zhen's body, as though trying to confirm something.

"Why would anything have happened to me?"

The warmth from the loli's fingertips sent an oddly ticklish sensation through An Zhen's nerves. He had no choice but to grab Huo Yutong's arm. She could not touch him just anywhere. If she did, something would happen. Something would happen to her.

"It's just..."

Seemingly realizing that what she was doing was highly inappropriate, Huo Yutong hurriedly tried to withdraw her hand from inside his clothes. Her cheeks were as red as little apples, but An Zhen had caught her arm. She could neither continue touching him nor pull back.

The tiny girl maintained her embrace, burying her little head in An Zhen's chest.

"It... it was my fault."

The handsome youth beside them stepped forward, lowering her head awkwardly as the tip of her shoe lightly tapped the floor.

Embarrassment, regret, shyness, worry...

Complex emotions tangled together.

"Last night, I shouldn't have driven you out when you were injured."

"Oh, that? It was nothing. Wang Dong is a girl, after all. It definitely would not have been appropriate for her to share a room with a boy she had only just met. I understand."

"Mmm."

Wang Dong felt even more guilty.

"All right, go back. I've already tidied up your room." An Zhen released Huo Yutong's arm.

Big Brother An Zhen's embrace was so comfortable.

With the blush still lingering on her face, Huo Yutong reluctantly pulled away.

"Meditate this afternoon first. After dinner, I'll take you to sell milk tea."

"Okay."

Still absentminded, Wang Dong hugged her bedding and followed Huo Yutong out.

Virtual World.

"Why do I feel a little restless?"

Pressing a finger against his cheek, An Zhen felt that something was off. Huo Yutong's touch had suddenly ignited an inexplicable heat within him. He knew what it was, but was he really that desperate?

"How strange..."

Second Soul Skill, Tuo Yin.

A tall figure appeared before An Zhen. A gentle smile rested on her breathtakingly beautiful face, while her long black hair cascaded down like a black waterfall.

Zhang Lexuan.

"Martial Soul."

Soul Power circulated, and a crescent moon appeared behind her head. Two Golden Yellow Soul Rings floated beside the beauty.

"Moon Martial Soul."

This was no ordinary Martial Soul, but a true top-tier Martial Soul.

"But isn't the Moon Martial Soul an inherited Martial Soul of the Sun Moon Empire?"

Sun Moon Empire.

The sun, the moon, and the Purple Emperor Dragon of Destruction—the companion dragon of the Dragon God, said to be the ancestor of all draconic beasts.

Aside from certain mutations, nearly all Martial Souls came from one's parents through bloodline inheritance. Thus, Martial Souls were usually also a means of confirming one's bloodline.

And the Moon Martial Soul... what Martial Soul could mutate into a moon? This Martial Soul was likely inherited from her parents.

Shaking his head, An Zhen stopped thinking about such matters. After all, he was not a member of the Sun Moon imperial family.

Besides, Senior Sister was not today's protagonist.

He opened the door. A few seconds later, the young man carried a figure in each arm and gently placed them on his bed.

A petite loli with short blue hair.

A breathtakingly beautiful girl with short pink-blue hair.

"Today is a good day."

"Hehe."

Snap!

A crisp snap of fingers rang out.

The next moment, the two girls' short hair automatically grew until it reached their waists. Their original clothes also vanished, replaced by cute sky-blue dresses that exposed their fair shoulders, creamy white and seemingly sweet and delicious.

Their shoes and socks disappeared, replaced by thigh-high white stockings.

"It's time to reap the harvest."

An Zhen glanced at the blue-haired girl with closed eyes, a faint smile on his face. He gently held up one little foot clad in white stockings, as exquisite as a delicate pastry.

Beautiful Girls really were fragrant.

He lowered his head.

"Ah!"

A soft, tender cry rang out.

Huo Yutong instantly sat upright, kicking at the bedsheets with her white-stockinged calves as she retreated backward.

However, when she saw the beaming smile on the young man's face, the loli finally understood.

"Big Brother An Zhen already knew Yutong had come in?"

"This is my dream, after all." How could he not know whether someone else had entered?

"Still, I had originally planned to continue." An Zhen smiled as he spoke, reaching out and pulling the little blue-haired cutie directly into his arms.

Huo Yutong did not struggle.

The little cutie narrowed her eyes, greedily enjoying the overwhelming sense of safety and warmth.

"Is this Wang Dong's original appearance?"

The blue-haired loli looked toward the beautiful girl lying on the bed. Her dreamlike pink-blue hair framed delicate features and curved willow brows. Although her slightly chubby cheeks had yet to fully mature, she was already the makings of a peerless beauty.

"She's so pretty."

Huo Yutong sighed.

Huo Yutong and Wang Dong had checked each other for male organs, but Huo Yutong had never seen Wang Dong's true face.

"My little Yutong isn't bad either. So cute."

As he spoke, the young man lowered his head, his handsome face growing larger and larger in those sparkling eyes.

"Hoo..."

Slowly closing her eyes, her delicate lashes trembled softly. Huo Yutong did not avoid him, and the next moment, she felt something wet against her cheek.

Just a kiss on the cheek?

Huo Yutong suddenly felt a little disappointed.

Her bright, lively eyes opened, as though she had made some sort of decision. Huo Yutong suddenly leaned forward, her soft cherry lips clumsily covering An Zhen's.

So brave?

That was what An Zhen thought.

"Will Big Brother An Zhen think Yutong is a frivolous girl?" Afterward, Huo Yutong lowered her head like a child who had done something wrong.

"How could I?"

An Zhen gently stroked the girl's little head, his voice full of tenderness. "I really like little Yutong—the kind of liking between a man and a woman."

"If Big Brother An Zhen likes it..."

Sitting on An Zhen's chest, the girl's face flushed deeply as she said nothing more. That strange sensation and the impulsive feelings from before surfaced once again, and a pair of little white-stockinged feet slowly lifted.

"Teacher Xiao Ya said Yutong's little feet are very cute."

The girl recalled the first time she had met Big Brother An Zhen in the dream.

As everyone knew, ice cream was an indispensable summer delicacy.

A summer without ice cream was incomplete.

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