Conquering the Brat

Chen Jie walked slowly over to the bed, sat down, reached out his arms, and hugged Wang Dong from behind.

Wang Dong's body stiffened slightly. Still angry, she instinctively struggled twice, her shoulders twitching slightly as she muttered angrily, "Don't touch me! I'm still mad!"

Chen Jie pulled her closer, gently resting his chin on her shoulder, and coaxed her in a low voice.

After a brief stalemate, Wang Dong's attitude softened slightly as she whispered, "Fine, then today will depend on whether your service hits the mark..."

Hearing this, Chen Jie lowered his head to look at the flushed profile of the person in his arms. His fingertips fell gently, unbuttoning Wang Dong's shirt at the chest one by one.

A cool evening breeze drifted through the window crack into the dorm, sweeping across the open lapel.

Wang Dong's whole body stiffened. Her cheeks instantly burned hot, and she curled up in his arms.

Chen Jie lowered his head close to Wang Dong's ear. His warm breath brushed against her auricle as he spoke softly,

"There's a fun new way to play today. Do you want to try it..."

Wang Dong's body trembled slightly, her face blushing to the point of bleeding. She instinctively clenched the bedsheets beneath her, blinking her big, timid eyes in a mix of nervousness and curiosity.

She bit her lower lip slightly, asking hesitantly in return,

"What way to play?"

Chen Jie hooked his lips into a wicked smile, deliberately selling the suspense as he lowered his voice, "You'll find out later."

As his words fell, a thought stirred in his mind, and he quietly activated the Soul Connector.

[Ding! Soul Connector activated! Please select the bloodline bond target to establish a soul link with!]

[Option 1: Ah Yin]

[Option 2: Xiao Wu]

Chen Jie chose Option 2 without the slightest hesitation.

[Target selected: Xiao Wu! Soul channel construction complete!]

The entire process was silent, without a single flash of light or anomaly. Wang Dong's Sea of Consciousness remained completely oblivious, unable to sense even the slightest peculiarity.

Having finished all this, Chen Jie tightened his embrace, pressing against her ear as he spoke gently yet with a trace of slyness,

"Now, let's get down to business."

Chen Jie moved his body slightly backward, reaching out to gently support Wang Dong and slowly making her lie flat on her back against the bedding.

Wang Dong lay down, her long hair-ice blue on the upper half and gradually transitioning to cherry pink further down-spread out softly across the pillow.

Chen Jie sat on the surface of the bed, directly facing the young woman lying upon it.

Wang Dong instinctively relaxed her legs. The soft pink pajamas she wore had their lapel somewhat disheveled from the motion of unbuttoning just moments before, a few buttons coming undone.

The inside of the pajamas featured two snow-white rabbit patterns, which were softly exposed to the outside as the lapel parted.

The warm yellow light spilled across the bed. Wang Dong raised her eyes just in time to catch Chen Jie's gaze landing on her exposed chest.

Chen Jie looked at her, the corners of his mouth first hooking into an amused smirk as he spoke in a low voice, "I couldn't tell, our Dong'er is quite well-endowed."

Hearing this, Wang Dong reacted instantly. Her cheeks flared scarlet in a flash, and she hurriedly raised her hands in a panic to pull her loosened lapel together.

"You big pervert! What are you staring at!" Wang Dong was both shy and annoyed, frantically batting her long eyelashes as she hurriedly averted her gaze to the side.

Watching her distressed appearance, Chen Jie replied with a leisurely tone, "Didn't I already see it earlier?"

"Don't you dare say another word!"

Both angry and embarrassed, Wang Dong glared fiercely at him. The blush on her face spread nearly to the roots of her ears, and her hands gripped her pajamas even tighter, desperately pulling the lapel inward.

Taking advantage of the gap while Wang Dong was shy and flustered, Chen Jie once again urged the Divine Soul Connector.

[Ding! Detected special sealed divine sense within the target's body! Would you like to connect to the divine soul channel as well?]

[Can establish two channels simultaneously: Channel ① connects to external cross-space Xiao Wu; Channel ② connects to Xiao Wu's divine sense slumbering deep within Wang Dong's Sea of Consciousness!]

Chen Jie confirmed with a thought, opening both channels.

[Ding! Dual divine soul channels established!]

Two naked-to-the-eye invisible divine soul bonds formed right then and there. One extended outward, traversing boundless time and space to connect to Xiao Wu in another world; the other sank inward into the Sea of Consciousness, reaching straight to that sliver of divine sense deep within Wang Dong's Sea of Consciousness.

One hour later.

Oh~ ho ho ho~

Wang Dong lay quietly on the bed, her long hair-ice blue on top and cherry pink below-scattered wildly across the pillow.

Fine, crystal-clear beads of fragrant sweat slowly seeped from her temples, sliding downward along her fair cheeks.

Her body tightened slightly, her shoulders trembling gently and uncontrollably as a heavy flush washed over her entire face.

Her red lips parted slightly, and a repressed cry slipped out:

"Ah~"

With intermittent breaths, she instinctively raised her legs and clamped them tightly around Chen Jie's waist. Her brows and eyes were filled with unbearable feeling as she pleaded with a trembling voice,

"Chen Jie... be a little lighter! I can't take much more!"

Her breathing grew hurried, her chest heaving unstoppably with every breath.

The pink pajamas on her body had already been slightly soaked through by fragrant sweat, the fabric sticking softly to her skin with the snow-white rabbit embroidery faintly revealing itself inside.

Her pretty pair of eyes was covered by a hazy layer of mist, her long eyelashes trembling nonstop.

Wang Dong's whole body went limp, her limbs devoid of much strength as she could only instinctively and tightly clasp him, sinking entirely into flustered panting.

Chen Jie lowered his gaze to look at the sweat-drenched, flush-faced young woman, a wicked smile raising the corners of his mouth. One hand slowly reached out, gently caressing her tense long legs as he spoke,

"If you don't let go of me, how am I supposed to be lighter?"

Hearing this, Wang Dong laborily and slowly loosened her legs, her chest still heaving heavily as she gasped for breath.

Her mist-hazed eyes glared at Chen Jie, her voice weak yet carrying a hint of reproach:

"It's all your fault! This soul power impact is way too strong; I couldn't handle it at all at first!"

Sweat droplets on her forehead slid down her jawline. After undergoing a round of soul power shockwaves, her entire body's bones and muscles felt sore and weak, leaving her without much strength even to speak.

Chen Jie looked at her panting appearance, the smile still lingering at the corners of his mouth. "It's just that your body is naturally quite sensitive. When the soul power washes over you, your reaction is bound to be this intense."

Wang Dong gasped for air, the fragrant sweat on her temples continuing to drip down, and the blush had yet to fade from her face.

She cast a sidelong glance at Chen Jie beside her, her tone carrying defiant grievance:

"Obviously it's because you're too..."

After finishing this sentence, she simply turned her face away, her long eyelashes drooping and still trembling slightly. Following the wave of soul power scouring, her whole body remained sore and weak, and traces of sweat-staining still lingered on her pink pajamas.

Chen Jie looked at her shy and annoyed profile, letting out a low laugh. His gaze fell upon her as he leisurely asked in return,

"Isn't it rather because you're too...?"

Wang Dong's body stiffened slightly, her earlobes burning red once more in an instant.

Clenching her fists, she struck Chen Jie's shoulder a couple of light blows, crying out in reproachful annoyance,

"Cut the nonsense, it's totally your problem!"

With that, she simply turned her body around to face away from Chen Jie, her breathing still somewhat hurried.