"Awoo!"
The handsome youth viciously gnawed on the chicken leg in his hand, his dreamy pink-blue eyes occasionally shooting fierce glares at the boy seated across from him.
The boy did not get angry. Instead, he smilingly placed a bowl of meat soup before the cute boy beside him. "To cut the grease."
The three discussed what had happened that day. Huo Yutong did most of the talking, An Zhen listened, and Wang Dong glared, her little feet constantly kicking An Zhen's calf beneath the table.
One hundred laps of running.
Joining the Soul Guidance Department.
Weighted training.
Becoming class monitor.
The loli happily shared her gains, growth, and joy from the day with An Zhen.
An Zhen slipped his hand beneath the table.
He directly grabbed the fair ankle above the sneaker beneath the long pants.
"Mm."
Wang Dong suddenly let out a startled cry.
"Wang Dong, what's wrong?" Huo Yutong looked over with concern.
"...I ate too fast and bit my tongue." As she spoke, pain appeared on Wang Dong's face.
"Eat slowly. Have some soup."
While Huo Yutong was facing Wang Dong, An Zhen smilingly looked at the girl pretending to be in pain and lightly raised an eyebrow at her.
For a naughty child, how could just that be enough?
He quietly removed her white sneaker. A little White Sock Foot was exposed to the air, and Wang Dong's delicate body suddenly trembled. After coming to her senses, she nervously looked toward Huo Yutong.
The blue-haired loli continued sharing her experiences from the day with An Zhen, completely unaware of her roommate's abnormality.
Her dreamy eyes fiercely glared at An Zhen, as though saying, Let me go already, or you'll regret it.
An Zhen never accepted threats.
With the appearance of a considerate older brother, the youth earnestly listened to Huo Yutong's words. Beneath the table, the pads of his fingers gently rubbed the sole covered by her white sock.
After a hundred laps in the morning and weighted running in the afternoon, Wang Dong's martial soul had no cleaning function. By all rights, her feet should have smelled sweaty, but they did not. Instead, they carried a rich, distinctive fragrance.
A girl's scent was rather stimulating to the hormones.
"The Soul Guidance Department has a promising future. History has proven that technological advancement is inevitable, and because of the Sun Moon Empire, Douluo Continent is currently at a crucial transitional stage."
An Zhen spoke with utmost seriousness.
Time passed second by second.
Wang Dong's mind had long since left the delicious food. Instead, she was desperately resisting the strange sensation coming from her sole, but the more she resisted, the more stimulating it became. A faint blush spread across her fair skin, creeping upward from her pale neck. Wang Dong was now somewhat glad that Huo Yutong's attention was entirely on that bastard. Otherwise...
Let go already.
Wang Dong tried once more to pull back her foot.
It was useless.
An Zhen's black eyes glanced at Wang Dong as his fingers explored upward, lightly hooking the edge of her sock and pulling it down.
"..."
Those dreamy pink-blue eyes went from threatening, to surrendering, to pleading, filled with supplication.
Don't do this in front of Yutong.
Agree to my request. Wiggle your toes if you agree.
His slender fingers wrote across her sole.
From now on, call me what Yutong calls me.
No response.
As he traced along the edge of her sock, he continued writing.
When it's just the two of us in private.
Her toes twitched once.
When you wanted to open a window and everyone else in the house disagreed, if you proposed tearing off the roof instead, they would be willing to let you open the window.
"You've both trained so much today, so we won't set up our stall today. Yutong, there are some Xuan Water Pills left in my cabinet. After training to this extent today, go take one and eat it. Don't refuse. Wang Dong and I both have Innate Full Soul Power, so this stuff is useless to us."
After arranging matters for the evening, An Zhen looked at Wang Dong. "Wang Dong, what do you think?"
"Mm."
The girl, who had not listened carefully at all, buried her head in her meal. She did not want anyone to see the abnormality on her face, as though that would erase the shame of An Zhen grabbing her foot and tickling her sole earlier.
He made several dozen cups of iced milk tea and placed them where they had originally set up their stall at the school entrance.
[For Taotie Douluo]
After hanging up the sign, he returned to the dormitory to sleep.
Some time later, a scruffy old man gnawing on a chicken leg picked up a cup of milk tea.
Freshman Dormitory Building.
"Brother An Zhen likes Little Rich Girl."
The cute blue-haired loli sat by the bed, her little white sock feet gently swinging in the air as her small hands held an exquisite little white jade bottle.
Her pearly teeth pressed against her cherry lips, while countless thoughts filled her star-like deep-blue eyes.
The girl had something on her mind.
That golden-haired girl had been so elegant and confident.
Recalling what had happened earlier, feelings of inferiority lingered in the loli's heart.
Every freshman was stronger than her. Even her recent improvement had been because of the Xuan Water Pill Brother An Zhen had given her.
A girl like that would surely be able to help Brother An Zhen a great deal, unlike her, who needed Brother An Zhen to help solve even the matter of everyday meal expenses.
"What is there to worry about?"
A lazy female voice sounded in the loli's mind, carrying an indifferent air. (Sky Dream Ice Silkworm was made female mainly because she was inside Huo Yutong's body, making it less awkward. There are currently no plans to include her romantically. Feel free to share any other ideas or opinions.)
"Whether Soul Beast or human, only the strong have the right to choose a mate. Once you become strong yourself, won't you be able to have him?"
"Xiao Yutong, even if you don't believe in yourself, you have to believe in your Sister Tianmeng!"
Within the Sea of Spirit, a voluptuous golden-haired older sister wrapped in fluffy pajamas like a caterpillar spoke with confidence, radiating the aura of a homebody and utter laziness.
Wasn't he just a boy?
With her around, Yutong would be able to win him over with a wave of her hand someday.
What concerned her more, however, was why Yutong's cultivation level had suddenly risen after that fellow used a soul skill.
Damn it.
Why did that old bastard linger in front of the dormitory building for so long every day? There was actually such a powerful existence in the human world, making her afraid to make a sound every day.
"Mm."
The loli, newly filled with motivation, swallowed the Xuan Water Pill.
She would work hard to become stronger, then become a powerful Soul Engineer and earn lots of money so she could support Brother An Zhen.
An Zhen's Dormitory.
"Just finished showering?"
"Mm."
"I brought some late-night snacks."
"Dessert?"
"Mm."
"Then bring it over."
The large bed occupying most of the dormitory was divided into two sections by a rope twisted from bedsheets. On the right, the handsome pink-blue-haired youth wore short-sleeved pajamas and long pajama pants, reclining against a pillow with his soft bare feet resting atop the blanket.
"Did you shower?"
He activated his martial soul, closed his eyes, and a Golden Yellow Soul Ring lit up.
His entire body became spotlessly clean.
"That's really convenient," Wang Dong said somewhat enviously.
"What are you standing there for? Get in bed."
The young lady looked at the youth who was still standing there.
"Oh."
He locked the door.
He set down what he was carrying and got into bed.
"Hey?!"
Seeing An Zhen climb in from her side, Wang Dong'er immediately shot to her feet, one soft bare foot about to stomp down on his handsome face.
"My mistake, my mistake."
Well prepared, An Zhen took a quick step back, then climbed in from the other side of the bed.
"Pervert, freak, disgusting lecher."
Wang Dong'er cursed him in a female voice. Those were about the only insults the young lady knew.
If not for the incident last time when she had driven him out, she would never have shared a bed with him.
An Zhen quietly listened until she tired herself out from cursing.
Fortunately, the dormitory had excellent soundproofing.
"Don't cross this line, understand?" Wang Dong'er waved her tiny fist. "Otherwise, even if Yutong begs for you, I'll cut that thing off."
"We're not sleeping normally anyway. Nothing unexpected will happen."
"It's good that you know."
Her crisp voice was filled with anger.
Did she eat gunpowder or something?
"Is Wang Dong angry about what happened in the cafeteria earlier?" An Zhen asked tentatively.
"It's not just the cafeteria."
At the mention of this, the girl instantly became like an angry, puffed-up kitten. "What's with that golden-haired girl? How can you face Huo Yutong like this? Speaking of the cafeteria makes me angry. Even if I kicked you, you couldn't do that to me beside Yutong!"
She had once promised to keep an eye on this guy for Yutong.
"Ning Tian is our class vice monitor, the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Wu Feng, the girl who follows her around, Ning Tian, and I formed a three-person team for the freshman assessment three months from now."
An Zhen suddenly fell quiet, his expression calm as he slowly explained.
His pure, flawless black eyes suddenly turned toward Wang Dong. "So Wang Dong was angry because she felt sorry for Yutong?"
And not because of what I did to you?
"Of course."
Wang Dong answered instinctively.
"Oh."
An Zhen nodded lightly, then directly crossed the line beneath the gaze of those pink-blue eyes.
"Y-you... what are you doing?!"
Her two soft bare feet kicked against the bedsheet as she retreated, until the handsome youth cornered her at the edge of the bed.
"After a hundred laps this morning and weighted running this afternoon, your feet are a little sore, right?"
He reached out. For the first time, the petite and exquisite lotus feet of the Clear Sky Sect's young lady were touched by a man. There were no socks in between, and in an instant, a strange sensation spread throughout Wang Dong's body.
Wang Dong blankly watched as the youth held up her soft foot. Such a relatively private part of her body was being touched by a boy she had known for only three or four days, a boy her good friend liked.
The girl felt as though something must be wrong with her head. Or had she somehow fallen under his charm?
Why was she not stopping him?
"A little."
She pursed her lips, and a girl's heart showed through her light, graceful voice.
"I'll massage them for you."
An Zhen really knew how to massage. Back then, after Meng Hongchen finished training, she would cling to him, ask for hugs, and complain that her feet hurt. On a whim, he had learned foot massage. It was not because he had any strange hobby.
Silence.
The dreamy eyes reflected the image of the youth attentively massaging her feet.
After a while, a somewhat dejected voice sounded.
"We can't wrong Yutong."
She really liked that hardworking, strong girl.
Wang Dong pulled back her foot. This time, no hand stopped her.
Beneath her long lashes was a sorrowful expression. The girl's heart was a complicated mess. Hugging her knees with both arms, she blankly stared at her feet with a sad and conflicted gaze. It seemed as if they still retained someone else's warmth.
"This has nothing to do with Wang Dong. Wang Dong is a good girl."
A gentle smile hung on the smiling youth's face. An Zhen reached out and embraced the girl. Wang Dong felt as though she had fallen into a warm embrace. Warm, damp words carrying a strong scent of the opposite sex brushed against her fair, tender cheek. "I'm the scumbag. It's all my fault. I'm fickle."
He had been in his twenties in his previous life.
The world's affinity.
For a young lady who had left home, even though people on Douluo Continent matured early on average, no matter how mature an innocent eleven- or twelve-year-old was, her life experience was still lacking.
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