The Backfire: Wasn't Ah Yin Supposed to Be Gentle and Kind?

The next day, gentle sunlight quietly filtered through the cracks in the wooden cabin, spilling inside like golden threads and bringing wisps of warmth.

Ah Yin slowly woke up, her silky long hair slightly disheveled, like clouds brushed by a soft breeze.

She shifted lightly, only to feel unbearable soreness all over, as though every inch of skin and every bone was constantly reminding her of last night's madness.

Ah Yin slowly sat up, her delicate brows knitting slightly. Looking down at herself, a shy blush crept across her cheeks. Scenes of yesterday with Jun Lin surged through her mind like a tide.

That burning gaze, that domineering embrace, that frenzied intimacy... Every moment made her heart race, leaving her both embarrassed and annoyed.

Ah Yin sighed helplessly, then activated her healing soul skill. A gentle glow radiated from her hands and slowly enveloped her body.

As the healing continued, Ah Yin's complexion gradually regained its rosy color, and the soreness in her body slowly eased.

When the healing was complete, she let out a soft breath and opened her eyes again, her gaze shimmering with captivating light.

But when her autumn-water eyes slowly fell upon Jun Lin beside her, who was still sleeping soundly as if completely unaware of last night's madness, the anger in her heart ignited like a roaring blaze.

"Hmph! That utterly despicable bastard!"

Ah Yin gritted her teeth and muttered curses under her breath. The wild scenes from last night kept resurfacing in her mind like vivid pictures.

She had been tormented to the point of utter exhaustion, drained both physically and mentally, while the culprit was sleeping so peacefully and sweetly. It was simply unforgivable.

Just then, Jun Lin suddenly began talking in his sleep. "Sister Linglong, black stockings... white stockings... fishnet stockings..." Ah Yin did not catch it clearly at first, but as Jun Lin's muddled words gradually became clearer, her expression grew increasingly unpleasant.

"Sister Linglong, then this position... like this... like that... raise it a little..." This guy was actually thinking about Sister Linglong while sharing a bed with her! Ah Yin's fury was completely ignited.

This damned man had Ah Yin right beside him, yet he was still thinking about another woman in his dreams.

A flash of anger flickered in Ah Yin's eyes, sharp and dazzling like lightning cutting across the night sky.

She slightly channeled her Soul Power, aimed at Jun Lin's waist, and viciously kicked him.

Jun Lin felt a sharp pain explode at his waist. Like a cannonball launched from a barrel, he shot off the bed with a whoosh and crashed heavily onto the floor.

"Aow!" Jun Lin let out a miserable scream, hurriedly clutching his kidneys with both hands. He lay sprawled on the floor in a sorry state, his head still spinning as he failed to understand what had happened.

After quite a while, Jun Lin rubbed his aching kidneys, filled with grievance and indignation. Pulling open his clothes, he saw that the spot on his waist had already become red and swollen.

He could not help but curse inwardly, Which damned bastard said Ah Yin was gentle and kind? She didn't hold back at all! She went straight for my kidneys—this is way too vicious.

"Ah Yin, are you trying to cut off the source of our future 'happiness'?" Jun Lin cried out with a miserable expression.

Ah Yin folded her arms across her chest, fury blazing in her beautiful eyes. Her gaze seemed capable of instantly burning Jun Lin to ashes.

"A-Jun, you're really something! You shared a bed with me, yet you were still calling out for Sister Linglong in your dreams." Her voice trembled slightly with rage, every word seeming to carry sharp thorns.

Jun Lin felt extremely awkward and said with a wronged look, "Ahem, ahem, Ah Yin, I know I was wrong. But you hit way too hard, didn't you? Look at my waist—it's swollen like this. As for sleep-talking, I can't control that either."

Ah Yin raised a brow and snapped, "Hmph! You still dare say that? Who was the one going so crazy yesterday? My whole body still feels awful, while you slept like a dead pig. Fine, you didn't think about me while sharing a bed with me—but you actually thought about another woman. How could I possibly stand sleeping in the same bed as you? From now on, stay the hell away from me."

Jun Lin hurriedly climbed to his feet and tried to approach Ah Yin. "Ah Yin, don't be angry. I promise I'll dream about you next time. You have to believe me."

Ah Yin kicked him farther away again. "Stay away from me! You heartless bastard. I'm not jealous of Sister Linglong. I'm angry because you didn't even think about me when you were with me."

Jun Lin sat helplessly on the floor and said miserably, "Ah Yin, you have to believe me. Both you and Sister Linglong are my true loves. As for the sleep-talking..."

Jun Lin hurriedly continued, "Ah Yin, listen to me. Maybe I've just been too tired lately, which is why I talked in my sleep. I really didn't mean anything else."

Ah Yin still refused to let it go. "Tired? Tired from what? Tired from thinking about playing with Sister Linglong in black stockings? White stockings? Fishnet stockings? Or this position, then that position? Hmph, hmph, hmph. I never expected you to be not only so good at playing around, but such a pervert too?"

"...Jun Lin???"

Jun Lin stood by the bed. Hearing Ah Yin's tirade, he could not help scratching his head, looking extremely awkward... So he had exposed some things that should not have been exposed.

Jun Lin sighed, knowing that Ah Yin would not listen no matter what he said right now. He could only stand there silently and wait for her anger to subside.

Although Ah Yin was angry that Jun Lin had been thinking about Sister Linglong in his dreams, she also understood that Sister Linglong, like her, truly loved Jun Lin. There would be no jealousy or rivalry between them. Ah Yin sighed softly, and the anger in her heart gradually faded somewhat.

After a while, Ah Yin's emotions eased a little. Looking at the helpless Jun Lin, she felt somewhat softhearted.

She said softly, "A-Jun, remember this. Whenever you're in the same bed as me, there can only be me in your heart. If I catch you thinking about someone else again, don't expect to get into my bed so easily ever again."

The moment Jun Lin heard that, he was about to agree when an idea suddenly struck him. He made a face at Ah Yin and said, "Ah Yin, if you won't let me get into your bed, then I'll go sleep with Sister Linglong instead. Hehe."

Ah Yin's eyes widened. "You dare!" As she spoke, she raised her foot to kick Jun Lin again.

Jun Lin hurriedly waved his hands. "I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare. I was joking."

At that moment, Ah Yin thought of Sister Linglong again, and more than half the anger in her heart dissipated. She knew that the feelings shared by the three of them had not come easily.

Ah Yin said softly, "When we see Sister Linglong, you'd better give us a proper explanation."

Jun Lin felt as if a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders and hurriedly said, "Thank you, Ah Yin, for being magnanimous. I'll definitely behave properly from now on."

By the time the sun was high in the sky, Ah Yin had dressed neatly and walked out of the wooden cabin. Jun Lin had already prepared delicious food. After coaxing and sweet-talking her for a while, Ah Yin finally calmed down.