"Ugh, I hate you!"
Xiao Xiao lay on her back in bed, eyes rolled upward, her breathless complaint directed at no one in particular.
Her dainty pink feet finally gave out and slowly fell apart, like night-blooming flowers.
"Were you the one who bit me, Xiao Qi?"
"No! I bit Jiang Yi! Maybe he used Spiritual Sharing, that pervert! I can't take any more either."
"..."
The aura the three had gathered together dissolved as Xiao Xiao, the one leading them, passed out.
Their Martial Soul Fusion Skill was down!
Beside Xiao Xiao, Little Butterfly and the little white tiger held her from either side, sandwiching her between them.
As for Jiang Yi... don't ask where he was. He had the high ground.
The floor was an ocean.
White stockings, a knee-high boot half-filled with water... and someone's short skirt hung from the corner of a table.
The scene was too chaotic. With the three of them using a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, it made no difference who Jiang Yi caught.
"Whew! Now that's a proper reunion!"
Jiang Yi let out a long breath. Looking at the three girls asleep beside him, an evil grin spread across his face.
Xiao Xiao was a few months older than Tang Wutong, but lying together, she looked a whole size smaller than the other two.
Still, small had its charms—
She was soft and yielding as a ball of marshmallow, soft to bite and light to hold. She took no effort at all.
The next morning.
Glaring sunlight filtered through the sheer white curtains, revealing glimpses of expanses of pale skin beneath the covers.
"I'm not calling you that! Stupid Jiang Yi! Xiao Xiao, you're not allowed to call him Daddy! And Yutong, don't call him Big Brother..."
Tang Wutong had one