The Power of Huo Wu

Shui Bing'er grumbled inwardly at Shui Yue'er's complete lack of guilt, but she didn't say anything. Ye Qiu was right; Yue'er would see eventually, it was only a matter of time.

"Mhm, where will you sleep later?"

Shui Bing'er nodded slightly, gently pushing Ye Qiu away. She adjusted her saliva-stained undergarment, her face flushed, and asked Shui Yue'er.

Ye Qiu lay beside her, a smile playing on his lips as he covered his fragrant, handsome face. Although Shui Bing'er's embrace was not as cold as Huo Wu's, as he had imagined, the feeling was still distinctly different.

"Hehe. Anywhere is fine, I'll just squeeze in with one of our many sisters."

Shui Yue'er giggled and pounced directly onto Ye Qiu. Mimicking him, she offered her own soft, tender embrace.

Ye Qiu naturally didn't refuse, wrapping his arms around Shui Yue'er's slender waist.

"Sister, hurry up and wash up," Shui Yue'er urged with a soft voice.

"I'm going now."

Shui Bing'er nodded, tidied her things, and slowly walked into the bathroom.

"Ah--!"

Behind her came Shui Yue'er's pained cry, "The little dog bit me!"

Standing in the bathroom, Shui Bing'er ignored Ye Qiu and Shui Yue'er bickering outside and began to undress and wash up.

Not long after.

She emerged shyly, her steps faltering.

Ye Qiu's eyes held a hint of astonishment.

Shui Bing'er was wearing an ice-blue silk slip dress. The delicate straps slid off her shoulders, outlining her graceful collarbone. Her waist-length hair was slightly damp, casually cascading behind her, adding a touch of languor and allure.

Shyness flickered in her blue eyes as she lowered her head, feeling uncomfortable under Ye Qiu's direct gaze.

More importantly, for tonight's plan, she hadn't worn much underneath. Her beautiful legs were exposed to the air like jade pillars, and the