Early morning, the sunlight was just right, and the breeze was gentle.
Lu Heng pushed open the door and stretched lazily.
He had stayed in Ya Fei's room last night. Sister Ya Fei had become much more clingy, leaving him still savoring the memory.
In the middle of the courtyard, Qing Lin was sitting cross-legged on a cushion, breathing and cultivating.
Hearing the door open, the little girl immediately opened her eyes, sprang up like a light butterfly, and jogged all the way over to Lu Heng.
"Good morning, Brother Lu Heng!" Qing Lin called brightly. Her little face was flushed, and fine beads of sweat still dotted her forehead.
"Morning. How did your training go today?" Lu Heng casually rubbed her head.
Qing Lin let him rub her head and murmured softly,
"I'm already a One-Star Da Dou Shi, and my Dou Qi is very stable. In a few more days, I might be able to break through to Two-Star."
As she said this, the little girl secretly glanced at the tightly shut door, unable to stop a sour feeling from rising in her heart.
Sister Ya Fei, Sister Cai Lin, Sister Yun Yun, and even Sister Xiao Yi Xian could all take turns sleeping with Brother Lu Heng. Only she could not.
Whenever she worked up the courage to bring it up, Brother Lu Heng always brushed her off with, "You're still young. Focus on cultivation."
Qing Lin lowered her head and looked at herself.
Though her body was petite, the places that should have developed had already begun to take shape, stretching her clothes taut. She felt somewhat discouraged. Just how big did she have to grow before she counted as grown up?
"What are you thinking about? Your lips are sticking out so far." Lu Heng