(Image of Ma Xiaotao)
"What happened to you? You didn't go to class today, and when I came back, I found you lying at the entrance of the dormitory building, sleeping so soundly that I couldn't wake you up no matter how hard I tried."
Lin Ye was stunned for a moment. "I ran into a monster..."
"A monster?"
Lin Ye scratched his head and casually made up an excuse. "It's nothing... I just got beaten up by a senior student from the Inner Court."
Could it be that Ma Xiaotao was the one who dragged me back to the dormitory entrance?
Wang Dong'er widened her eyes. "Ah? An Inner Court senior?! What on earth is going on?"
She blinked those innocent, naive eyes, looking at him with a face full of curiosity.
Lin Ye naturally couldn't tell Wang Dong'er the details.
He waved his hand. "It was just an accident."
Wang Dong'er put her hands on her hips and pouted. "You are dead weight! Dragging you back from the entrance of the building exhausted me!"
Lin Ye felt a warmth in his heart. "Thank you, Dong'er."
Then he suddenly realized, "Wait a minute... dragged back?"
Wang Dong'er blushed and quickly changed the subject. "...Anyway, how is your body? Are you okay?"
Lin Ye moved his body.
Then he froze.
Everything in his dream was actually real.
His body seemed even stronger, his muscles filled with vitality, and his soul power was circulating significantly faster than before.
And that cluster of Samadhi Essence Fire was truly burning quietly within his kidneys.
It felt warm, as if he were carrying a small heater.
Ma Xiaotao's fight hadn't been in vain after all.
However, Wang Dong'er's mind was racing with thoughts.
This kid Lin Ye, he's such a magnet for trouble!
It's not just the girls in the class, there's also that Xiao Xiao, and now some Inner Court senior has popped up today?!
No way, I'm already living with him; I can't let anyone else get to him first!
She thought of her system again, and the More Children More Blessings with Lin Ye!
Before, when she touched Lin Ye's hand, and that one time they kissed... there were rewards...
Doing those kinds of things was much easier than cultivating!
I have the advantage of being close to the water to get the moonlight first!
I'm even wearing this little dress now, how could he remain indifferent?
Wang Dong'er's face flushed red, and her heartbeat accelerated.
She took a deep breath, gathered her courage, climbed onto Lin Ye's bed, and clumsily reached out to touch his forehead. "Are you okay?"
The spaghetti-strap dress hung loosely on her, and as she climbed over, the neckline naturally dipped.
Lin Ye's gaze fell upon a deep cleavage.
Those budding peaks, as white as peeled eggs, were faintly visible inside the dress.
Usually, Wang Dong'er wore binding straps, but today she had unsealed them... they weren't small at all.
Lin Ye's gaze stopped involuntarily.
Wang Dong'er noticed Lin Ye's scorching gaze and, as if burned, she recoiled sharply.
She retreated to the edge of the bed, face blushing, standing there at a loss, her voice as soft as a mosquito's hum. "Um... if you're fine, then just eat a plum."
Lin Ye was stunned. "Huh?"
What is she even talking about?
He leaned against the headboard, watching Wang Dong'er's flustered state, and couldn't help but smile. "Dong'er, is it more comfortable to dress like this in the dormitory?"
Wang Dong'er's face turned as red as a cooked shrimp. She nodded randomly, then turned around, pretending to be busy, and began to tidy up her already neatly folded bed.
With her back to Lin Ye, she bent over to straighten the sheets.
The thin dress clung to her body, and the contours of her round, plump, and perky buttocks were suddenly highlighted, firm and shapely.
Below were a pair of straight, slender legs, so white they dazzled the eyes in the dim light of the dormitory.
Lin Ye leaned against the headboard, his gaze following her unconsciously.
I really couldn't tell when she was wearing men's clothes...
Dong'er's figure is actually quite impressive.
Wang Dong'er seemed to sense the gaze on her back; her movements slowed, and the tips of her ears turned red enough to drip blood.
She wanted to turn back, yet she dared not.
Her heart hammered against her ribs like a trapped rabbit.
Is he looking at me?
He must be looking at me!
Should I... bend over a little longer?
Wang Dong'er bit her lip, her face flushing even deeper.
Wang Dong'er felt as though her waist was about to go sore from staying bent for so long.
Why hadn't Lin Ye made a move yet? Or said something?
She was only wearing a nightgown, after all... Should she pull the hem up a bit higher...?
She bit her lip, summoned her courage, and turned her head to glance back.
She saw that Lin Ye was already sitting in meditation, his eyes slightly closed, his breathing steady, his expression devoid of any distracting thoughts.
Wang Dong'er: "???"
I'm like this, and you're meditating?!
She spun around with a "whoosh," hands on her hips, her face alternating between red and white: "Lin Ye!"
"Huh?" Startled by her shout, Lin Ye opened his eyes, looking completely bewildered.
Wang Dong'er was so angry she couldn't even speak clearly: "What do you mean by this?!"
Lin Ye scratched his head: "I... what did I do?"
"You, you, you!"
Lin Ye looked at Wang Dong'er's face, which was red enough to steam, then looked at the position where she had been bending over, and suddenly realized: "I thought you were practicing yoga."
"You're the one practicing yoga!"
Consumed by shame and anger, Wang Dong'er grabbed Lin Ye's arm and twisted it behind his back, intending to put him in a hold.
"I was wrong, I was wrong..." Lin Ye begged for mercy, his body instinctively struggling.
His hand broke free, and in his panic, it accidentally reached forward.
Time seemed to stand still.
Wang Dong'er froze, her eyes wide as she stared at him.
Lin Ye froze as well...
Wang Dong'er decided to stop pretending.
She pounced onto Lin Ye's back, wrapped her arms around his neck from behind, and hung onto him like a koala.
Feeling the sensation on his back, Lin Ye stiffened slightly: "Dong'er?"
Wang Dong'er buried her burning face into the crook of his neck, her voice muffled, carrying a hint of grievance and coquettishness: "Lin Ye, you... you kissed me that day, are you not planning to take responsibility?"
Lin Ye's heart skipped a beat. He quickly turned around and looked earnestly into her misty, powder-blue eyes: "I... I will definitely take responsibility for you, Dong'er."
Wang Dong'er bit her lip, reached out to wrap her arms around his waist, and leaned her face against his chest.
"Lin Ye..."
"Hmm?"
"I... I still want to..."
Her voice grew quieter and quieter, the final words blurring in her throat, unable to be spoken aloud.
Watching her shy and timid appearance, Lin Ye felt as if his heart had been scratched by a cat's paw.
He grabbed her small, delicate hands and pulled her sharply into his embrace.
"Dong'er."
He lowered his head and kissed her.
Wang Dong'er closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling gently.
The kiss was scorching and lingering, like a small flame ignited between them, burning brighter and brighter.
Wang Dong'er's eyes gradually became unfocused, her eyelashes fluttering.
Her powder-blue eyes were veiled in a mist, as if holding a pool of spring water about to overflow.
Lin Ye felt the delicate body in his arms.
Soft and warm, like a piece of warm jade baked by the sun, it pressed against his chest, transmitting a heart-accelerating temperature through the thin fabric.
A long while later, the kiss ended.
But Wang Dong'er showed no signs of stopping...
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