Lin Yu's body went completely rigid, his head lowering bit by bit like a machine.
In an instant, the two figures in his arms fell fully into Lin Yu's astonished gaze.
One of them, with her voluptuous figure, was the little fox exuding an aura of extreme seduction.
The other had a head of soft green hair spilling over Lin Yu's chest, immediately revealing her identity—it was the proud little Tatsumaki.
At that moment, both women were curled up in Lin Yu's sturdy arms like docile kittens, sleeping soundly with peaceful expressions on their faces.
"????"
Lin Yu's expression was beyond bewildered, his mind already a complete mess.
Wasn't there only the little fox before? How had little Tatsumaki gotten involved too? What exactly had happened earlier?
No matter how hard Lin Yu tried, he could not understand how things had ended up like this.
After a while, Lin Yu finally managed to steady himself. He then began trying his hardest to recall what had happened before. As his memories returned, scene after scene flashed rapidly through his mind like a movie.
As the memories in Lin Yu's mind resurfaced, a bitter smile gradually appeared on his face.
While he and the little fox had been making love, Tatsumaki had awakened from her drunken sleep not long after, no longer suppressed by Lin Yu's power.
After seeing Lin Yu and the little fox in the midst of battle, the drunken Tatsumaki had not been afraid. Instead, she had recklessly climbed over and watched curiously from the side, only to be pulled in by Lin Yu without realizing it as the battle reached its peak.
As for what happened afterward, it went without saying. The utterly exhausted looks on the two women's faces were enough to show just how intense the