Xiao Yi Xian froze and turned her head. Xun'er stood beside them, hands clasped behind her back, head tilted as she smiled at her.
Xiao Yi Xian's face flared red. She scrambled out of Xiao Yan's arms and stammered, "Xun... Xun'er, what are you doing here?"
Xun'er smiled, her gaze moving between them. "I sensed a trace of the Poison Body's aura and came to take a look. But..."
She deliberately drew out the word, mischief dancing in her eyes. "It seems I've come at a bad time."
Xiao Yan merely smiled and opened his other arm, beckoning to her. "No, your timing is perfect."
"What the hell, you little brat!" Inside the Bone Flame Ring, Yao Lao's eyes nearly popped out of his head.
Xun'er blushed faintly but did not hesitate. She stepped to Xiao Yan's other side and rested her head gently on his shoulder.
With a girl in each arm, Xiao Yan's grin nearly reached his ears.
What did it mean to have it all? This was it.
Yao Lao excitedly pulled out his little notebook and began writing furiously. In this respect, he had to admit his disciple had surpassed his master.
Finding the old man far too noisy, Xiao Yan gave him a warning, then used the Sheep Talisman to seal the Bone Flame Ring tight without a shred of mercy.
Locked away in the dark again, Yao Lao stamped his feet inside the ring.
With the old man out of the way, Xiao Yan grew even more at ease with a girl on either side.
The three sat shoulder to shoulder on the roof, a river of stars overhead and the warmth of one another's breath beside them.
Xiao Yan began telling stories from his previous life, including Dream of the Red Chamber and