After a bout of clouds and rain,
Wang Dong'er lay blissfully in Tian Chen's arms.
Tian Chen twirled her sweat-damp pink-and-blue hair around his fingers, his voice relaxed with satisfaction. "Dong'er, who taught you those tricks? You used that move more smoothly than anything in combat class, hmm?"
The tips of Wang Dong'er's already flushed ears turned scarlet. She buried her face against his shoulder and protested in a muffled voice, "N-no one taught me... You're the one who's so good at it. You definitely weren't idle over the break! You still smell like that Tian Qiu'er. I can smell her!"
"And how did you do it? You've changed so much!"
A lingering warmth remained on Wang Dong'er's fingertips as they quietly slipped down to his defined abs, tracing the increasingly firm muscles inch by inch.
"Hmm?" Her touch tickled Tian Chen, and he chuckled as he caught her mischievous hand.
"She and I only slept together for one night. As for the break, all I did was cultivate and miss you girls!"
His palm enclosed her slender fingers, guiding them farther down until they stopped at the final hollow.
"As for the changes..."
"I had to add a little capital to measure up to my Dong'er."
Too embarrassed to lift her head, Wang Dong'er simply bit his chest lightly and said sweetly, "Shut up! Laugh again... and I won't let you kiss me next time!"
Tian Chen caught her mischievous hand and brought it to his lips for a kiss.
"That's not all, darling Dong'er. Check your soul power level."
Wang Dong'er checked and discovered that her soul power level had actually reached 48.
"Tian Chen, this..."
"Well? Surprised?"
Tian Chen chuckled, tracing her gently rising and falling back with his fingertips as he said smugly, "That's the benefit