The moment Huo Yuhao opened the door, a faint, freshly bathed fragrance wafted into his face. He looked inside, but there was not a soul in the dorm room.
"How strange..."
Huo Yuhao walked in, puzzled, completely oblivious to the dorm room door silently closing behind him. Behind the door, a pair of eyes stared fixedly at him, enough to make one's hair stand on end.
Creak!
The door shut, and Huo Yuhao quickly turned to look. A dark figure instantly tackled him to the floor.
A pair of icy hands clamped straight around his neck, their fingernails digging deep into Huo Yuhao's skin with such force that his neck turned purple.
Wet, long hair kept brushing across Huo Yuhao's face. Droplets slid from it, dampening the front of his clothes.
Huo Yuhao opened his eyes with some difficulty, finally making out the face beneath the long hair.
Wang Dong'er stared at him with dark eyes, the corners of her mouth lifted as she sat excitedly on Huo Yuhao's soft stomach.
She freed one hand, her slender fingers sliding over Huo Yuhao's Adam's apple and teasing his chin as she laughed sinisterly. "Yuhao, have you been fooling around with that woman again? Why won't you behave? You should stay by my side all the time..."
Without waiting for Huo Yuhao to answer, Wang Dong'er reached behind her with her right hand. With a hook of her fingers, she took the Flowing Cloud Crystal belt into her hand.
Huo Yuhao struggled, panic in his eyes as fear spread through his heart. "Wang... Dong'er, I didn't, I..."
"Yuhao, have you learned to lie, too? What do you think I'm holding? And where is your shortsword? Also, didn't I tell you? From now on, when you're with me, you can only call me Dong'er." The smile on Wang Dong'er's face did not fade, growing even darker.
"Dong'er... I didn't... lie." Huo Yuhao breathed with difficulty, his body trembling from time to time.
Wang Dong'er would not listen to his explanation. Releasing her grip on his neck, she forcibly rolled Huo Yuhao over and bound his hands behind his back with the Flowing Cloud Crystal belt.
"Hah... haa! Dong'er, listen to me..."
Huo Yuhao gulped down air, both hands struggling fiercely, but the belt made of Flowing Cloud Crystal was far too resilient. He could not pull free at all!
"Xiao Xiao... Xiao Xiao!" Huo Yuhao shouted, tears spilling from the corners of his eyes in his agitation.
Xiao Xiao, who had not gone far from the boys' dormitory, glanced behind her in confusion but saw no one.
She thought to herself, Hmm? How strange. I keep feeling like I can hear Yuhao calling me. Am I hearing things?
But Wang Dong wouldn't do anything to Huo Yuhao, would she?
Xiao Xiao immediately dismissed the thought. What could Wang Dong, a grown man, possibly do to Huo Yuhao? Surely she couldn't turn him gay?
Even Xiao Xiao herself found the idea absurd, and she tossed all those thoughts out of her head.
She simply stopped thinking about it and took out the shortsword Huo Yuhao had given her. This was Huo Yuhao's most treasured possession. Since he had given it to her, that counted as the two of them privately pledging their lives to each other, didn't it?
Xiao Xiao blushed shyly, stole a bashful glance toward Huo Yuhao's dorm room, and walked off into the distance with happiness written all over her face.
Little did she know that the Flowing Cloud Crystal she had given Huo Yuhao had already landed him in terrible trouble, leaving him almost at Wang Dong'er's mercy.
Wang Dong'er stood up, ignored Huo Yuhao's explanations, and tossed him straight onto the bed. She sat beside him and quietly began drying her hair with a towel.
For a moment, the dorm room was terrifyingly quiet!
Wang Dong'er's eyes were somewhat vacant. She wore a thin shirt, her full, rounded curves faintly visible in the light, utterly alluring as she dried her hair bit by bit with the towel in her hands.
Huo Yuhao was utterly terrified. Even though the beautiful figure beside him was exceptionally lovely, her every movement filled his heart with dread.
Seeing that Wang Dong'er was not paying attention to him, he began wriggling away.
"Boss, I've got experience moving like this!"
The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm appeared naturally before his eyes, proudly demonstrating how to wriggle.
Huo Yuhao shot him a fierce glare. Startled, Tian Meng hurriedly vanished, turning into a speck of light that darted into the space between Huo Yuhao's brows.
At last, he reached the edge of the bed. He carefully stretched his toes toward the floor, delighting in its solid touch, then hurriedly kept his balance and slowly stood up.
After making sure Wang Dong'er had not seen him, Huo Yuhao tiptoed toward the door. Just as he was about to touch the handle...
An inexplicable chill crept through him. He abruptly turned around. At some point, Wang Dong'er had appeared behind him, her smile deeply unnerving.
"Yuhao, the assessment is tomorrow, you know. You can only cultivate with me today, silly." Wang Dong'er's icy finger brushed Huo Yuhao's nose, making him shudder violently.
Huo Yuhao was tossed straight onto the bed. Wang Dong'er threw the cabinet between their beds into the corner and dragged her entire bed over.
"Dong'er, cultivating... mmph!"
Huo Yuhao's eyes widened as the half-wet towel was stuffed straight into his mouth. The rich scent of a girl on the towel rushed straight to the crown of his head.
Without another word, Wang Dong'er sat cross-legged opposite him. One hand deftly undid Huo Yuhao's shirt buttons, then pushed forward, sending him falling backward against his will.
Wang Dong'er followed him down, her long hair scattering a fresh fragrance through the air that smelled very pleasant.
She hugged Huo Yuhao directly. With a thought, the Soul Power inside her charged straight into Huo Yuhao's body like galloping horses.
"Mm, ah~" Wang Dong'er let out a soft cry of pleasure.
Huo Yuhao squeezed his eyes shut in discomfort, his face full of resistance.
Wang Dong'er was extremely excited. This sensation of Soul Power fusion was simply too wonderful.
"Ah~ Yuhao, you're amazing..."
Wang Dong'er's face flushed with excitement, and she increased her Soul Power output.
Wang Dong'er opened her eyes wide, her face deeply flushed, then fainted with happiness written all over her face.
Huo Yuhao frowned slightly and jostled Wang Dong'er, who was lying on top of him. He pushed her aside and stood up, twisting his arms strangely to undo the belt binding them.
"Looks like I'll have to be more careful in the dorm from now on. It'd be best to get Wang Dong'er to move out."
Huo Yuhao settled Wang Dong'er, pulled out his own bedsheet, took it to the laundry room, washed it clean, and hung it up.
Only then did he walk outside, stretch, and head toward the Shrek cafeteria.
Fortunately, he had seized the initiative during yesterday's Martial Soul Fusion. Otherwise, he really would have had to keep playing along with Wang Dong'er.
From now on, he had better keep his distance.
Wang Dong'er lay in bed, breathing evenly, covered with a blanket someone had considerately tucked over her.