Does This Count as Cuckolding Oscar?

One hand was still unconsciously supporting his lower back, and he even stood slightly hunched over, looking every bit like a weak wreck who had been thoroughly "drained"!

"Lin Jiang? Y-You... what happened to you?"

Oscar asked uncertainly, that lewd thought once again rising uncontrollably in his heart.

"We're leaving for the Star Dou Forest! You know Teacher Zhao's temper. The consequences of being late are serious!"

Leaning against the doorframe, Lin Jiang coughed weakly twice more and waved his hand, his voice as faint as a thread.

"Cough... cough cough... I... I'm afraid I can't go... My body... suddenly isn't feeling well... I really can't hold on..."

As he spoke, he quietly pulled the door shut a little more.

But Oscar's gaze was like a searchlight, swiftly passing over Lin Jiang's shoulder and sweeping into the dim room behind him!

His eyes instantly locked onto the hard wooden bed—beneath the messy blanket, there was clearly a large bulge!

The shape... looked exactly like someone was hiding under there! And someone curled up, at that!

Boom—!

Oscar's mind exploded! The old woman's gossip from last night, Ning Rongrong's disappearance, Lin Jiang's weak, "completely spent" appearance, and now that visibly person-shaped lump beneath the blanket...

"Holy shit! Lin Jiang! Don't tell me you..."

Oscar's face immediately turned several shades paler.

Lin Jiang closed the door a little more, blocking Oscar's probing gaze with his body. His tone carried a trace of impatience beneath his forced weakness.

"W-What... what nonsense are you talking about! I'm just not feeling well! Hurry... hurry and tell Teacher Zhao for me. Tell him I... I really can't go. My deepest apologies..."

"But..."

Oscar still wanted to ask, especially when he remembered Ning Rongrong's mysterious disappearance that morning. Could the person under that blanket... possibly be...

Before he could say anything, Lin Jiang had already slammed the door shut with a bang, showing him absolutely no mercy!

Oscar was left standing dumbly outside after hitting a wall, staring at the tightly shut wooden door as the "evidence" he had just seen replayed wildly in his mind.

—That pale face, those dark circles, that hand supporting his waist, and... that bulging blanket!

"Damn... no way..."

Oscar muttered to himself, his face a mix of shock, envy, jealousy, and resentment.

"Rongrong... could she really be... in there?? Last night... was she with Lin Jiang???"

Oscar felt as though everything before his eyes had suddenly gone dark, as if someone had snuffed out every last trace of light.

The joy that had filled him moments ago now plunged rapidly into a bottomless abyss.

From the moment he first saw Ning Rongrong, her bright and beautiful figure had been deeply carved into his heart, becoming the goddess who haunted his dreams.

If she really was in there...

In Lin Jiang's...

The instant that terrifying thought surfaced, Oscar's legs felt as heavy as lead, and his knees began to weaken beyond his control.

It was as if his entire world had collapsed in an instant. His ears buzzed, and even breathing became exceptionally difficult.

He unconsciously braced himself against the wall beside him, his fingertips digging deeply into the cracks between the stones, yet he felt no pain at all.

Inside the wooden door.

Lin Jiang leaned against the door and silently let out a long breath. His "weak" expression vanished instantly, clarity returning to his eyes, though they carried a hint of helplessness.

He turned around and looked toward the hard wooden bed.

The top of the bulging blanket wriggled cautiously at first. Then, like a startled little animal, a small head slowly peeked out bit by bit.

Ning Rongrong's delicate little face was as red as a ripe tomato, and even her small earlobes and neck were tinged with an alluring pink.

Lingering sleepiness and extreme embarrassment remained in her beautiful eyes, while her long lashes trembled uneasily like butterfly wings.

She looked at Lin Jiang nervously, her voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz and trembling with the relief of surviving a disaster.

"H-He's gone, right? That... that scared me to death. I almost got discovered!"

Ning Rongrong's heart pounded so fast that it nearly burst from her chest. Watching Lin Jiang walk toward her, she unconsciously twisted the corner of the blanket tightly between her fingers.

Morning light filtered through the window crack, casting mottled shadows across his sharply defined profile.

We haven't even really gone that far yet...

If someone found out I spent the night in his bed...

That thought made her so embarrassed that she buried half her face in the pillow.

Catching sight of the solid lines of Lin Jiang's arm from the corner of her eye, Ning Rongrong recalled how those powerful hands had precisely controlled every bit of her struggling last night.

The memory made her whole body burn, and her toes curled unconsciously.

If... if he could hold me while we slept...

After closing the door, Lin Jiang leaned his back against it and let out a long breath.

Oscar's footsteps could still vaguely be heard, while Ning Rongrong was lying in his bed. This scene was even more thrilling than those little movies he had watched in his previous life.

Wasn't this another kind of getting caught in front of the husband?

"Hiss—" He rubbed his aching waist. Sleeping on the floor had practically killed him.

That little girl had been far too troublesome. His eyelids were drooping with exhaustion now; where would he find the energy to go watch the show in the Star Dou Forest?

Blushing, Ning Rongrong patted the space beside her on the bed. "Brother Jiang, come sleep on the bed too."

Lin Jiang looked at the girl's moist eyes, and his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

He was, after all, someone from a modern, civilized society. He couldn't just be as casual as Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun.

This little girl had not fully matured yet. He should wait a little longer...

"I'll sleep on the floor."

He lay back down on the hard floor, deliberately turning his back to her.

Ning Rongrong gave a soft huff behind him, followed by the rustling sound of her turning over.

After who knew how long, Lin Jiang was awakened by a faint sound.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that Ning Rongrong was already awake. She sat on the bed hugging her knees and watching him, sunlight outlining her in a soft glow.

"Brother Jiang..." Her voice was soft and drowsy from just waking up. "Would you be willing to be my boyfriend?"

Lin Jiang nearly choked on his own saliva.

Wasn't this moving a little too fast? He hadn't even bound her to the system yet!

"Or..." Seeing that he did not answer, Ning Rongrong hurriedly added.

"Could you join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?" Her eyes sparkled with expectation.

Lin Jiang suddenly understood.

She wanted him to become a sect-protecting elder, like Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.

He could not help but chuckle. Sitting up, he reached out and rubbed the top of Ning Rongrong's head. "I'll protect you."

His fingers slid naturally to her reddened earlobe. "As long as you listen obediently."

"I'll definitely listen to Brother Jiang!" Ning Rongrong's eyes shone brilliantly, like a child who had just been given candy.

Who would have thought that the spoiled little witch would be tamed just like that?

Once the system binds her, this little kitten will become even more obedient, won't she?