As expected, Ning Rongrong got a scolding from Qin Jiuxiao.
She clutched her butt, looking aggrieved. In all her life, even her father had never hit her.
Only Qin Jiuxiao had ever dared lay a hand on her.
"All right, Rongrong. Uncle Ning asked me to take good care of you. Seeing you doing well now puts my mind at ease."
"Go on out first. I have some important matters concerning humanity's future and continuation to discuss with Zhu Qing and the others."
Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes and pursed her lips. She wasn't some innocent little flower.
How could she not understand what he meant?
"It's just that three-minute business. What's there to hide?"
"You probably can't even last three minutes."
She'd only muttered it under her breath, but Qin Jiuxiao still heard her. He shot her a displeased look.
"What did you say?"
"That I only last three minutes?"
"I won't hold it against you for saying I'm no good, but if you say I only last three minutes, then I'll have to set you straight."
Qin Jiuxiao rose and looked down at Ning Rongrong. She lifted her chin defiantly, meeting his eyes with a stubborn glare.
"That's exactly what I said. What about it?"
"If you've got what it takes, prove me wrong!"
Ning Rongrong pouted and glared at him, but a glint of anticipation and long-planned mischief flashed deep in her eyes.
Who was the hunter and who was the prey remained to be seen.
Even when they were young, Qin Jiuxiao had been special, always managing to surprise her in new ways.
Whenever danger struck, he'd been the first to step in front of her.
That was how Qin Jiuxiao's image had found its way into Ning Rongrong's heart when she was little.
Even after she returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she often had people ask around for news of him.
She hadn't come to Suotuo City just to visit Shrek Academy. More than anything, she wanted to be closer to Qin Jiuxiao.
She wasn't some naive fool. She knew what Shrek Academy was like and wasn't about to put herself through hardship for no reason.
When she heard that some girl had moved into Qin Jiuxiao's private top-floor suite with his token, she'd been furious.
Later, she learned the girl had come to the Rose Hotel, so she followed, wanting to see for herself what kind of woman she was.
She hadn't expected to run into Zhu Zhuqing there.
Then she discovered that Qin Jiuxiao already had so many girls by his side, all of them just as gorgeous and well-built as she was.
That had made her panic. She'd been the first to meet Qin Jiuxiao—how could she let those other women get to him first?
So she'd decided to provoke him.
She already had feelings for Qin Jiuxiao. If she could get him into bed first,
then, as the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she'd naturally be the head of the household.
After that, any other woman who wanted to get close to Qin Jiuxiao would have to call her "Big Sister" and mind her manners.
Just imagining the scene made Ning Rongrong want to plant her hands on her hips and laugh triumphantly at the sky.
But life was full of surprises.
Qin Jiuxiao didn't follow her script. Instead, the corners of his mouth slowly curled upward.
"You want to know what I'm capable of? Then I'll show you."
He wore a devilish grin and turned to Zhu Yun.
"Zhu Yun, find me a soft, sturdy rope."
Zhu Yun froze for a moment, then broke into a knowing smile. She understood what Qin Jiuxiao meant.
A couples' hotel might not have many things, but it definitely had this.
She immediately fetched several red silk ribbons from the room.
The fabric was thin enough that even when tied over someone's eyes, they could still make out the scene beyond.
They were little props couples used to spice things up, and there were even ropes made for tying people up.
The fabric was soft, so no matter how tightly you tied it, it wouldn't hurt the skin.
"Older sister, what are you going to do?"
Zhu Zhuqing was puzzled. She knew a little about such things, but not that much.
Zhu Yun sauntered over and smacked her on the butt.
"Why ask so many questions, little girl? Go take a bath. Master likes his little cats smelling sweet."
"I've put some clothes aside for you inside."
Zhu Zhuqing clutched her butt and glared at her, but she still blushed and went into the bathroom.
Meanwhile, Qin Jiuxiao and Zhu Yun approached Ning Rongrong step by step, wearing mischievous grins.
Ning Rongrong swallowed. Something felt wrong.
"Little Qin, I... I'm warning you both, don't do anything crazy, or... or I'll scream!"
Like a little lamb, Ning Rongrong trembled beneath the evil grins of Qin Jiuxiao and Zhu Yun.
Qin Jiuxiao and Zhu Yun exchanged a look, then pounced and grabbed Ning Rongrong.
Ning Rongrong tried to escape, but how could an auxiliary-type Soul Master outrun an Agility Attack System Soul Master and a Power Attack System Soul Master?
She struggled for only a moment before Qin Jiuxiao and Zhu Yun caught her and pinned her to a single armchair.
They tied her to the chair with red ribbons, making it impossible for her to break free easily.
They gently covered her eyes with a sheer red ribbon and tied a thin silk strip in her mouth.
Qin Jiuxiao looked over their handiwork and clapped his hands in satisfaction.
"Not bad."
Ning Rongrong shook her head, trying to undo the ribbons, but she couldn't get them off.
She could only glare up at Qin Jiuxiao in frustration.
The sheer ribbons still let her see the room clearly, so they did nothing to stop her from glaring.
She mumbled through the strip in her mouth:
"Little Qin, let me go! I was wrong, okay?"
"Hmm? What was that you taught me?"
Qin Jiuxiao raised an eyebrow. This Little Demoness had no idea what kind of situation she was in.
Ning Rongrong immediately softened and pleaded sweetly.
"Brother Qin, dear Brother Qin, Rongrong really was wrong. Can't you be the bigger person?"
But Qin Jiuxiao wasn't moved in the slightest. He crouched until his head was level with Ning Rongrong's.
He shifted closer and breathed warm air by her ear.
"Heh, you dared say I only last three minutes."
"Then I'll open your eyes."
"Just sit here and watch. Let's see if you dare doubt me again."
Ignoring the astonished, bell-like eyes behind Ning Rongrong's red ribbon, he curled his lips into a smile and turned away.
Meanwhile,
Zhu Zhuqing had finished bathing and come out, her face red as if it were dripping blood.
That was because Zhu Yun hadn't prepared anything decent for her to wear. Instead, she'd laid out a custom secretary's outfit.
The collar of her white shirt was slightly open, and the water droplets she hadn't wiped away made the fabric cling in a hazy, translucent sheen.
A tight pencil skirt and thigh-high black stockings showed off every curve of her figure.
Qin Jiuxiao's gaze was drawn to her. His eyes gleamed as he nodded in approval.
Zhu Yun knew from Qin Jiuxiao's smile that she'd chosen well.
She swayed over to Zhu Zhuqing, circled her once, and clicked her tongue twice.
"My sweet sister, even I can't help drooling over that figure of yours. Some gifts really are natural."
She glanced down at her own figure and smirked. She had curves in all the right places, and wasn't doing badly herself.
Zhu Yun leaned close to Zhu Zhuqing's ear, her breath soft and fragrant.
"My sweet sister, our standing as sisters from now on depends on you."
"This is all I can do to help."
"If you can't take it, remember to beg for mercy. Master will be gentle with a beauty."
With that, she chuckled and went over to Ning Rongrong.
She bent down and breathed a fragrant puff of air against Ning Rongrong's neck.
"Heh heh heh, Young Miss, you just sit there and watch."
"We sisters will get a head start on claiming the place by Master's side."
"Enjoy the show. Heh heh heh."
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