Ye Lingling nuzzled deeper into his embrace, her voice still slightly husky from their kiss, like a kitten seeking affection:
"Your Highness, you're teasing me again."
Her hair brushed Su Yu's neck, carrying a faint fragrance, and he drew her closer into his arms.
"If you don't like it, Lingling, then I won't tease you anymore!"
Ye Lingling nestled against Su Yu's chest with a flushed face, tightening her arms around his waist:
"I do! I love it when Your Highness teases me!"
Just then, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing successfully finished absorbing their Soul Rings, and the sound of them rising reached their ears.
Only then did Ye Lingling hurriedly pull away from his embrace and quickly straighten her slightly disheveled clothes.
Her cheeks were as red as ripe apples as she stole a glance at Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing approaching.
Fortunately, they were both focused on showing off their newly acquired Soul Skills and did not look closely at what was happening here.
Ning Rongrong flew into Su Yu's arms like a cheerful little bird, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist and tilting her little face up, her eyes sparkling:
"Husband-Brother! I've broken through to rank forty-three! My Fourth Soul Skill is defense amplification!"
Su Yu smiled and rubbed the top of her head, feeling the softness of her hair against his palm:
"Mm, well done, Rongrong."
But Ning Rongrong suddenly shifted in his arms, her little nose sniffing gently.
Then she gave a dissatisfied huff and muttered in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"You smell like Sister Lingling... naughty brother, teasing someone again."
Su Yu helplessly patted her back and turned toward Zhu Zhuqing:
"Zhu Zhuqing, what's your Fourth Soul Skill?"
Zhu Zhuqing stood there with her long black hair falling