Eavesdroppers Beyond the Door, Liu Erlong's Midnight Raid

Lin Qingmo froze.

He never expected that the usually aloof and taciturn Sister Eastern Emperor would speak such direct and explicit seductive words upon their first meeting.

No, this isn't the first time.

Last time in Spirit City, I exposed her, and Sister Eastern Emperor just gave up and didn't hold back at all.

Today they're not even putting on an act; they've skipped all the buildup and are just unleashing their big move right from the start.

"Sister Eastern Emperor, what you're saying—"

Lin Qingmo spoke with difficulty, his voice strained.

Before he could finish speaking, Bibi Dong interrupted him.

"A-Qing."

When she called his name, she always used a very soft and slow ending tone.

It's as if they want to hold those two words in their mouths and taste them.

This tone was a stark contrast to her usual aloof and unapproachable image.

So much so that Lin Qingmo's heart would skip a beat every time he heard it.

"Your teacher has delivered himself right to your doorstep."

She tightened her arms around him, holding him even closer.

The sound slid into his ear canal, brushing against his earlobe; the warm breath made the hairs on his body stand on end.

"Don't you... have any thoughts at all?"

Lin Qingmo's brain completely short-circuited at that moment.

He swallowed his saliva frantically, his throat bobbing up and down.

Turning my head, I looked at the pair of eyes so close to mine behind me.

Bibi Dong's hood had slipped down at some point.

Her long purple hair was spread out on the white sheets, and her stunningly beautiful face wore a rare, gentle smile.

The corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and her eyes held a faint, almost imperceptible glint.

This is the Sister Eastern Emperor, who belongs only to him.

"Is... is it okay?"

He heard his own voice, which sounded tight, as if something was blocking his throat.

Bibi Dong smiled gently and charmingly.

That smile held nothing but doting and indulgence.

His slender, pale fingertips gently traced his cheek, sliding from his brow bone to his chin, the movement as tender as if he were touching a precious jewel.

"Certainly."

She said softly, "As long as A-Qing wants it."

Outside the cabin, the waves lapped against the hull, creating a rhythmic, low echo.

The moon peeked out from the gaps in the clouds, casting a silvery trail across the sea.

The Sea Fish sailed smoothly through the night, its sails billowing in the Sea Breeze, forming a full arc.

The boat swayed gently with the waves, like some kind of ancient cradle rocking.

next door.

Hu Liena sat cross-legged on the bed, her eyes wide open, staring blankly at the ceiling.

She couldn't sleep.

It's because I kept thinking about where the teacher might be.

She knew the teacher would definitely try to explain her presence to Lin Qingmo.

After all, a living person suddenly appears on the ship; they can't just stay hidden in the shadows forever.

But she couldn't imagine how the teacher would start the conversation.

She could never have imagined that Bibi Dong was right next door to her at that moment.

Even less could she have imagined that her teacher's so-called "explanation" was a more direct act.

It was late at night.

In another room on the Sea Fish, someone was very restless.

Liu Erlong lay on the bed, tossing and turning, crumpling the blanket into a ball.

The night at sea was clearly cool, with the Sea Breeze blowing in through the cracks in the window, carrying salty, damp air, but she still felt hot.

It's not the weather's fault, it's her own fault.

She finally understood why some people described women her age as being as fierce as wolves and tigers.

Ever since she had enjoyed intimate moments with Lin Qingmo, she could never go back.

The feeling was like a Core Flame buried deep within her body, occasionally rising up to lick at her reason.

It had only been a few days since he had been intimate with Lin Qingmo, and he felt unbearably hot all over, lying in bed feeling like he was being fried like a pancake.

She got up and took a cold shower.

Standing in the wooden tub, she let the icy water pour down from above her head, sliding down her firm waistline.

Even water at this temperature couldn't quell the restlessness within him.

Go back to bed.

As soon as I closed my eyes, Lin Qingmo's face involuntarily appeared in my mind.

"Useless."

She cursed herself as she stared at the blurry ceiling in the darkness.

Then, after pursing her lips, she made a bold decision.

Liu Erlong was wearing a plain silk nightgown with a light jacket casually draped over her shoulders.

Her neckline was slightly open, revealing a small patch of skin below her collarbone, pale in the moonlight.

The wooden planks beneath her feet occasionally creaked softly as she stepped on them, making her heart race a little.

She walked to Lin Qingmo's door and stopped.

Raise your hand.

He took a deep breath and then knocked on the door.

"Who?"

Lin Qingmo's questioning voice came from inside the room.

It's me.

Her voice was very low, with a slight, unconscious hoarseness.

"A-Qing, may I come in?"

The room fell silent for a moment.

Then Lin Qingmo's voice came.

"Teacher Er Long, what brings you here so late?"

"Yes, there are some things I'd like to talk to you about."

Liu Erlong's cheeks flushed as she thought to herself that she really just wanted to have a simple and in-depth conversation with A-Qing.

However, Lin Qingmo replied, "I'm a little tired today. If possible, we can talk about it tomorrow."

But the voice sounded a bit off; it was half a beat higher than usual and had a strange trailing tone.

"?"

Liu Erlong was taken aback.

She instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

I instinctively pressed my ear against the door.

His eyes suddenly widened.

She did sense something was off.

She understood better than anyone what certain combinations of movement meant.

There are people inside!

My heart skipped a few beats.

Who is it? Xiao Wu?

Perhaps only Xiao Wu be so bold.

Everyone could see how much that girl was clinging to Lin Qingmo; it was entirely possible for her to do something like this.

Liu Erlong's cheeks flushed uncontrollably.

Although she is usually carefree and has a fiery temper

But when faced with this situation, that ingrained sense of female shame still surfaced.

She quickly took a step back, afraid of being discovered eavesdropping at the door.

"Xiao Wu is so bold...?"

She muttered to herself, her feelings a jumbled mess, like a spilled spice bottle.

In the end, I chose not to disturb them.

She turned and left.

Her long, fiery red hair swayed gently behind her, and the moonlight cast a long shadow of her.

On the way back to the room.

Liu Erlong was filled with mixed feelings; her burning emotions made her want nothing more than to go back and vent her frustrations.

Suddenly, at the end of the corridor, a pink and white figure emerged from the direction of the restroom.

The person was wearing pink bunny pajamas, with a scorpion braid loosely hanging over their shoulder. They were rubbing their sleepy eyes and yawning as they walked towards their room.

Xiao Wu!

At that moment, Liu Erlong's brain seemed to have been paused.

She watched helplessly as Xiao Wu pushed open the door to the opposite room, went inside, and closed the door.

He never glanced into Lin Qingmo's room from beginning to end.

Xiao Wu is in her room!

Wasn't Xiao Wu in Lin Qingmo's room?

Who is that?

Liu Erlong stood in the dimly lit corridor, looking like a stone statue frozen by the Sea Breeze.