Chapter 139

"A beautiful answer."

Yao Qing curled the corners of her lips into a strange smile.

I couldn't help but applaud my silly little sister's remarks.

What he wanted was Yao Shi's resolute answer and approach.

What Yao Qing wanted was Yao Shi's most genuine thoughts from the bottom of her heart.

"That's the kind of determination I want from you."

"The determination to dedicate everything to the young master, even to defy the master's orders."

Yao Qing's previous coldness vanished without a trace in the blink of an eye.

As if in jest, all that remained in his expression was a slow, savoring appreciation.

Are you deliberately trying to provoke me?

Yao Shi was stunned when she saw the smile on her brother's face.

Judging from his current demeanor, he had clearly been deliberately provoking her.

"No, I didn't mean to provoke you."

"I just wanted you to know just how much you care about the young master."

Yao Qing smiled faintly.

What he wanted was Yao Shi's determination to disregard everything for the young master.

Yao Shi, that silly girl, still hasn't realized what kind of feelings she has for the young master.

Based on Yao Shi's previous reactions, he already knew very well how much his younger sister adored the young master.

To argue with the adults for the sake of the young master's safety—truly a woman captivated by love.

Since this silly girl can't do it, then let her older brother help her out.

'It seems my lovely little sister still doesn't understand the meaning of "keeping the good stuff in the family"...'

Chapter 86: Slightly Warm Time

The quiet room was filled with an unknown fragrance.

Although the room was small, it did not feel cramped.

Simple decorations and understated accessories adorn the room.

The walls were spotless, without a speck of dirt.

The dim lighting cast a gray hue over the entire room.

The fluorescent lamp placed by the bedside emitted a faint light.

Wu Liang slept soundly and very comfortably.

If you can ignore the slight headache and dizziness.

This could be considered a rare afternoon nap for him these days.

Wu Liang opened his eyes.

This feeling of comfort made him feel very energetic.

He was very satisfied with this sleep.

"I never expected this body to be so weak that it can't handle a single drink."

I rubbed my eyes and looked at the pure white ceiling above.

Wu Liang muttered to himself, complaining.

You should know that he used to be known as the "Little Wine God of the Jianghu".

He, who could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk or falling over ten thousand, was actually knocked out by just one or two bottles of ordinary beer.

If his old drinking buddies knew about this, they'd laugh at him to death.

"It seems we've caused Ye Luotong and the others quite a bit of trouble."

Wu Liang pressed his throbbing head and spoke in a low voice.

He was sure that Ye Luotong and Qijiu had helped him here after he got drunk.

"This body is completely immune to alcohol."

"I really shouldn't touch alcohol anymore."

Wu Liang sighed and smiled helplessly.

This time, they really made a fool of themselves.

Just a second ago, he was boasting to Qijiu about how much he could drink.

He immediately knelt down the next second.

And in a daze, I think I even vomited all over someone, which was incredibly embarrassing.

If he were Qijiu, he would probably have been driven to death by anger long ago.

"But..."

Wu Liang seemed to recall something and silently looked at his right hand.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he always felt like he was hugging something soft and squishy after falling asleep.

It's somewhat like a throw pillow, but it also has a different feel to it.

He was unusually fond of the soft, squishy feel of it and refused to let go.

And the soft object also carried a faint scent of soap.

He loved the fragrant and soft 'pillow'.

Was that a hallucination caused by being drunk...? But the feeling was so real...

Snap

A white, smooth, and delicate arm, as white as a snake, suddenly draped over his chest.

Wu Liang was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the arm that suddenly reached out from his side.

"???"

Three question marks appeared in Wu Liang's mind.

There was someone sleeping next to him?

But just as Wu Liang was about to turn around to see who was beside him...

A sudden, immense pressure came from his lower abdomen, and a sense of foreboding instantly crept into his heart.

A full, long, white leg slammed solidly into his lower body.

Before he could even cry out in pain, a warning sound, like the buzzing of a steam siren, came from deep within his mind.

Something's not right...

The icy chill, accompanied by a sharp pain, brought Wu Liang fully awake.

He seemed to know who the stunning beauty sleeping beside him was.

But isn't this a bit too outrageous? Why would the other person sleep in the same bed with him?

"Flying Thunder God Technique!!"

With lightning speed, he suddenly retreated dozens of steps.

Wu Liang fled from the fragrant and intoxicating body beside him, completely disregarding the consequences.

He fell off the bed onto the floor with a thud, scrambled to his feet, and hurriedly retreated to the wardrobe.

"..."

Silence, a deathly silence.

The already quiet room became even more eerily silent.

A chilling aura coiled around him like a venomous snake slithering across the ground.

Wu Liang, who was pressed tightly against the wardrobe, stared dumbfounded at the sleeping beauty on the bed.

"Why... why is this woman sleeping in my bed...?"

Wu Liang raised his slightly trembling hands and murmured softly.

The soft, squishy thing he just grabbed was...

I recalled the soft, fragrant object I had been holding in my sleep.

Wu Liang's gaze returned to Ye Luotong, who was fast asleep.

Her loose pajamas were already crumpled into a ball.

Her bare shoulders fell away, and a bright white glimpse stood out strikingly in the dimly lit room.

Her voluptuous body was as alluring as a water snake, and her pair of bright white legs were draped over the spot where Wu Liang had been standing.

"Hmm..."

It looked like they were groping for something.

Ye Luotong's small hands kept patting the spot where Wu Liang had been standing.

Touching the blanket that Wu Liang had been covering himself with, he felt the lingering warmth above it.

Ye Luotong squeezed the blanket between her legs and made satisfied muttering sounds.

"What exactly did I do before?"

Wu Liang covered his forehead, repeatedly recalling what happened after he got drunk.

But no matter how hard he tried to recall, he couldn't make sense of what had happened.

He vaguely remembered that Qijiu and Ye Luotong had moved here together.

But he couldn't remember what happened after that, as he was already in a semi-sleep state.

They shouldn't have done anything strange.

At most... at most he probably just used Ye Luotong as a body pillow and hugged her for a while...

With some reservations, Wu Liang pulled down his shorts to take a look.

After confirming that one side of my body was alright, I breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness...

Fortunately, he didn't do anything outrageous, otherwise Ye Luotong would have skinned him alive.

"Let's go out."

Wu Liang shook his head, banishing all the distracting thoughts from his mind.

There's no need to stay here any longer.

Ye Luotong was about to wake up, and his continued presence would only make things more awkward for her when she did.

It would be better to leave here before Ye Luotong wakes up.

As long as he wasn't embarrassed, there was no embarrassment.

She tiptoed to the door.

Wu Liang glanced at Ye Luotong and carefully closed the door, trying not to make a sound.

Ugh, what kind of mess is this...?

Click...

Accompanied by a faint sound from the doorway.

Ye Luotong was the only one left in the room, fast asleep.

But if you look closely at Ye Luotong, you can see that her cheeks are flushed.