Huo Yutong Was Cultivating

A soft, fragrant beautiful girl.

Holding the girl in his arms, An Zhen skillfully lowered his head, bringing his cheek close to Wang Dong.

The sounds of their breathing were clearly audible in the quiet room. Her dreamy pink-blue eyes and his black eyes reflected the tender feelings in each other's gaze. At such close range, they could fully feel each other's breath.

"Don't think this young lady would be so easy to win over."

A petite, adorable figure surfaced in Wang Dong's mind. In an instant, a fair jade-like hand pressed directly against An Zhen's face. The heartbroken, slightly lovestruck young lady immediately snapped back to her senses and said with irritated embarrassment, "Why are you so practiced at this?"

Comforting, apologizing, hugging—he did it all in one smooth motion.

"Maybe it carried over from my past life," An Zhen casually explained.

"Hehe, then it looked like you were a huge scumbag in your past life too!" the girl sneered. Her delicate pink foot kicked at An Zhen's chest, sending him tumbling onto the bed.

No, in his past life, he had merely possessed extensive theoretical experience.

As for actual practice, there had only been Huo Yutong and Meng Hongchen.

"Wang Dong, hesitation leads to defeat."

An Zhen sat up helplessly. It seemed there would be no kiss after all.

"What nonsense. Anyway, you can't kiss me."

Wang Dong shook her head.

Hmph, never mind whether it would be fair to Yutong—she definitely could not let this guy get his way so easily.

"Fine."

An Zhen did not force the issue.

"E-even though this young lady doesn't dislike you, at this stage, I'll only let you hold my hand at most."

It had already happened.

She had already let Yutong down.

"And!" Rising to her feet and placing both hands on her hips, the young lady emphasized from above him, "You can't let Yutong find out about this."

She did not want that cute, strong girl to be hurt.

"You can't hide fire with paper forever."

"Anyway, it's all your fault, so you deal with it." Her delicate pink foot stepped directly onto An Zhen's chest. "Otherwise, this young lady will castrate you."

"Mm-hmm, mm-hmm."

An Zhen nodded along repeatedly.

"Still," the boy said with a serious expression, "could Wang Dong go back to her original appearance? Otherwise, I might really get turned gay."

To be fair, Wang Dong was genuinely very handsome right now. Combined with her fair skin, she was an enormous temptation for people with certain special tastes.

"Dream on."

She was not stupid.

If she returned to her true appearance under these circumstances, would that not be like a little lamb stripping off her own wool and presenting herself before a big bad wolf?

And besides...

Looking at the disappointment and helplessness on the boy's face...

She suddenly felt so happy.

The girl's smug innocence hung on her fair cheeks. Her lovely body carried a faint fragrance, and even in the appearance of a handsome boy, she possessed a unique charm like that of a cool, beautiful girl.

"Then shouldn't you fulfill our agreement?"

Sitting cross-legged with his chin resting on both hands, An Zhen brought up another matter. "Surely an honest and trustworthy young lady isn't planning to go back on her word?"

"Uh..."

The smug expression on Wang Dong's face froze.

An Zhen gege.

How was she supposed to say those four words aloud?

"Ugh."

Lowering her head, her fair little face was filled with conflict. After a long while, one small hand gently tugged at An Zhen's clothes. The girl's light, graceful voice carefully negotiated, "Could we wait until we get to the dream world?"

"Sure."

Never mind that this was a normal relationship—even training required a gradual process.

She was an innocent, lively beautiful girl who needed to be cherished, not an NPC or a bad woman with some other agenda.

An Zhen activated his martial soul, and Wang Dong entered a meditative state.

The Virtual World.

The beautiful girl with long pink-blue hair was like a spirit of the world. Her immature, lovely body resembled a piece of exquisite art. A pink-blue slip dress matching the color of her hair covered her small, pert buttocks, while her perfect golden-ratio legs were fair, tender, and smooth.

"Bad guy." With her fair arms folded across her chest, the girl crouched on the ground in a ball, as though that alone could grant her a little sense of security.

Even if this was not reality, wasn't this outfit a little too short?

"Isn't dreaming about imagining the beauty that can't happen in reality?"

The boy spoke with a smiling expression.

Besides, this was only the beginning.

An Zhen moved his thoughts.

A petite, adorable blue-haired loli appeared beside An Zhen.

"An Zhen gege, Wang Dong, what are you doing?"

Wang Dong:!

That adorable figure was clearly reflected in her pink-blue eyes. The beautiful girl sprang to her feet in fright, hurriedly grabbed the blanket from the bed, and draped it over herself.

"Y-you two, could it be..."

A hazy mist gathered in the loli's eyes, while her adorable cheeks were filled with the disappointment and sorrow of betrayal.

"Yu-Yutong, it's not what you think! This is actually a misunderstanding!"

Her adrenaline surged.

Wang Dong felt so nervous and agitated that she was almost about to faint.

She had been caught cheating.

N-no, that was not right.

She was pure and spotless, An Zhen was upright and honorable. Nothing betraying had happened here, and no one had been cuckolded.

"Actually, what I'm wearing is just a somewhat special swimsuit, which is why it's so short."

Unable to think of any particularly good excuse, the girl hurriedly explained. Her dreamy eyes were full of panic and anxiety. Wang Dong instinctively looked at An Zhen. Didn't you say you'd take responsibility if something happened? Why aren't you saying anything now?!

Then her panicked gaze met a pair of smiling eyes.

"?"

Wang Dong'er sensed that something was off.

"Wang Dong should put on black stockings and white stockings and dance for An Zhen gege."

"Huo Yutong" said with a serious expression.

"You tricked me!"

Wang Dong'er immediately reacted this time. Even if Huo Yutong had acknowledged their relationship, with the little loli's personality, she would never say something like that.

The elf-like girl pounced directly on An Zhen and knocked him to the ground. Her two small hands continuously hammered his chest. Her exquisite cheeks looked adorably fierce, and her little white fangs were bared threateningly.

"Wasn't this just a rehearsal in advance? If we got caught cheating in bed someday, we wouldn't be so flustered." An Zhen had an entirely legitimate reason.

"You really dared to think that!"

The girl was furious. Her delicate pink foot came straight down toward the boy's face.

An Zhen stuck out his tongue.

Wang Dong'er pulled her foot back.

"Pervert, bastard!"

This time, An Zhen did not wait for the girl to finish cursing him. He cupped her fair little face in both hands and leaned closer, his warm, moist breath carrying the scent of the opposite sex as it brushed against her cheeks.

"This is a dream, right?" Blinking her dreamy eyes, the girl suddenly asked, as though she were confirming something and making up her mind.

"Yes. But it can also become reality."

"No."

Tender affection filled her dreamy eyes as the girl's soft, sweet voice rang out. "An Zhen gege."

An Zhen felt as though his bones had gone numb.

Within the deep blue eyes shining like stars were reflected the two tightly embracing figures. The Huo Yutong NPC doll, having received no other instructions, stood quietly there.

It felt a little limiting. It would only become fun once the protagonist obtained a third soul skill that let him freely pull people's consciousness into the Virtual World.