(A beautiful picture of Ma Xiaotao)
"What happened to you? You didn't go to class today. When I got back, I found you lying at the entrance to the dormitory building, sleeping so soundly that I couldn't wake you no matter how hard I tried."
Lin Ye froze 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 an upperclasswoman from the Inner Court."
Could Ma Xiaotao have brought him back to the entrance of the dormitory?
Wang Dong'er's eyes widened. "Huh? An upperclasswoman from the Inner Court?! What on earth happened?"
She blinked her bright, innocent eyes and looked at him with curiosity.
Lin Ye obviously 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're so heavy! Dragging you back from the entrance nearly killed me!"
Lin Ye felt a warm glow in his heart. "Thanks, Dong'er."
Then he suddenly realized something. "Wait... you dragged me back?"
Wang Dong'er's face flushed, and she hurriedly changed the subject. "...Um, how are you feeling? Are you all right?"
Lin Ye moved his body.
Then he froze.
Everything from the dream had actually been real.
His body seemed even stronger now, as if his muscles were brimming with vitality. His Soul Power circulated much faster than before.
And that wisp of Medium-Flavor Essence Fire really was burning quietly in his kidney.
It was warm and cozy, like carrying a little hand warmer.
That fight with Ma Xiaotao hadn't been in vain.
Meanwhile, Wang Dong'er's mind was awash with thoughts.
Lin Ye, you little lady-killer!
It wasn't just the girls in class—there was Xiao Xiao, too. And now some upperclasswoman from the Inner Court had appeared?!
No way. I live with him, so I can't let someone else get to him first!
She thought again of her system, and Lin Ye's More Children More Blessings!
She'd gotten rewards from touching hands with Lin Ye, and from that one kiss...
Doing this sort of thing was much easier than cultivating!
I've got the advantage of being so close!
I'm already wearing this little dress. How could he possibly not notice?
Wang Dong'er's cheeks flushed, and her heart began to pound.
She took a deep breath, mustered her courage, climbed onto Lin Ye's bed, and awkwardly reached out to touch his forehead. "Are you all right?"
Her little slip dress hung loosely on her body, and as she climbed over, the neckline naturally fell open.
The first thing Lin Ye saw was a deep cleavage.
The gentle curves of her still-developing breasts were as white as peeled eggs, peeking out from beneath her slip dress.
Usually, Wang Dong'er wore a binding band, but today she'd taken it off... and she wasn't small at all.
Lin Ye's gaze lingered despite himself.
Wang Dong'er noticed his heated gaze and recoiled as if she'd been burned.
Her face red, she backed away to the edge of the bed and stood there, flustered. Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz. "Um... if you're fine, eat some plum candies."
Lin Ye stared at her. "Huh?"
What was that supposed to mean?
He leaned against the headboard and watched Wang Dong'er standing there awkwardly, unable to help smiling. "Dong'er, isn't it more comfortable to dress like that in the dorm?"
Wang Dong'er's face turned as red as a boiled shrimp. She nodded haphazardly, then pretended to be busy and turned away, starting to tidy her bed, which was already perfectly made.
With her back to Lin Ye, she bent over to straighten the sheets.
The thin little dress clung to her figure, and the outline of her plump, rounded bottom stood out at once, perky and full.
Below it were a pair of long, straight legs, so pale they almost dazzled in the dim dormitory light.
Lin Ye leaned against the headboard, his gaze following her without meaning to.
I never would've guessed while she was dressed like a boy...
Dong'er's got quite a figure.
Wang Dong'er seemed to sense the gaze at her back. Her hands moved slower and slower, and her ears were so red they looked ready to drip blood.
She wanted to turn around, but she didn't dare.
It felt like she had a rabbit tucked inside her chest, thumping wildly.
Is he looking at me?
He's definitely looking at me!
Should I... bend over a little longer?
Wang Dong'er bit her lip, her face growing even redder.
Wang Dong'er felt her back was about to ache from bending over.
Why wasn't Lin Ye making a move? Or saying something?
I'm wearing nothing but a nightdress... Maybe I should pull the hem up a little more...?
She bit her lip and worked up the courage to glance back.
Lin Ye was already sitting in meditation, eyes half-closed, breathing steady, his face utterly free of distracting thoughts.
Wang Dong'er: "???"
I'm doing all this, and you're meditating?!
She spun around with a whoosh, hands on her hips, her face flushing red and then pale. "Lin Ye!"
"Huh?" Her shout startled Lin Ye. He opened his eyes, looking utterly confused.
Wang Dong'er was so angry she could barely get the words out. "What do you mean by that?!"
Lin Ye scratched his head. "I... What did I do?"
"You, you, you!"
Lin Ye looked at Wang Dong'er's face, red enough to give off steam, then glanced at where she'd just been bending over. It suddenly dawned on him. "I thought you were doing yoga."
"You're the one doing yoga!"
Embarrassed and furious, Wang Dong'er grabbed Lin Ye's arm and twisted it behind his back, trying to put him in a lock.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Lin Ye hurriedly pleaded for mercy, reflexively twisting his body.
His hand slipped free and, in his panic, reached forward by accident.
Time seemed to stand still.
Wang Dong'er froze, staring at him wide-eyed.
Lin Ye froze, too...
Wang Dong'er gave up pretending.
She threw herself onto Lin Ye's back, wrapped her arms around his neck from behind, and clung to him like a koala.
Feeling her against his back, Lin Ye stiffened slightly. "Dong'er?"
Wang Dong'er buried her burning face in the crook of his neck. Her voice came out muffled, tinged with grievance and a coquettish pout. "Lin Ye, you... kissed me that day. Aren't you going to take responsibility?"
Lin Ye's heart skipped a beat. He hurriedly turned around and looked seriously into her misty, pinkish-blue eyes. "I... I'll definitely take responsibility for you, Dong'er."
Wang Dong'er bit her lip, wrapped both arms around his waist, and rested her face against his chest.
"Lin Ye..."
"Hmm?"
"I... I want to be with you..."
Her voice grew smaller and smaller, until the final words caught in her throat and refused to come out.
Looking at her bashful, hesitant expression, Lin Ye felt as though a cat were scratching at his heart.
He seized her small, tender hands and gave a sharp tug, pulling her into his arms.
"Dong'er."
He lowered his head and kissed her.
Wang Dong'er closed her eyes, her lashes trembling faintly.
The kiss was scorching and lingering, like a tiny flame catching fire between them and burning hotter and hotter.
Wang Dong'er's eyes gradually grew hazy, her lashes trembling softly,
A mist veiled her pinkish-blue eyes, like a pool of spring water about to overflow.
Lin Ye felt her delicate body in his arms.
Soft and warm, like a piece of jade warmed through by the sun, pressed against his chest and sending his heartbeat racing through the thin fabric between them.
At last, the kiss ended.
But Wang Dong'er showed no sign of stopping...
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