Xu Xiaoman, trying to suppress a laugh, feigned confusion and teased, “What, afraid your sleazy boyfriend might get too worked up? Don’t worry, men aren’t that fragile. Besides, you can’t bear just this little bit of torment? Tsk tsk tsk, don’t you have any faith in your sleazy boyfriend?” “Oh, you’re teasing me again, Xiaoman sister. Look at how worried you’ve got me. I’m serious, just relax, he won’t be that easily overwhelmed. Besides, even if he loses his virginity, what’s there to fear? It’s not like he’ll be despised for life like us women for losing something as insignificant as a hymen!” “Hey, you little brat, you’re not really that worried, are you? Look at how red your face is! Relax, sister’s got a secret weapon! I guarantee your sleazy boyfriend won’t lose his virginity!” “Sister, you’re so annoying! Why should I be worried? Even if he’s been with ten or eight women, I wouldn’t care, because his heart will always be mine alone!” “Shame on you, just a moment ago you were all worried, now you’re acting like you want someone to force your sleazy boyfriend! I just can’t understand you young folks these days!” “Oh, I’m just worried he might really get too pent up, I heard it’s not good for men to always suppress their desires, so, so can we go down now? I’ll go, I’ll go, why are you glaring at me like that, Xiaoman sister?” Xu Xiaoman, with eyes wide in disbelief, said, “You really think of everything, don’t you? I’m impressed by you young folks.” “Hey, why’s there no sound now? It seems like something’s off. Oh no, your sleazy boyfriend didn’t really do something out of anger, did he? Little sister, tell me, should we use this thing or not? If you don’t say anything, I’m throwing it away!” She raised a small box, similar to a TV remote, as if to throw it off the roof. Wang Xiaoyun snatched it away, saying, “Can’t let that Japanese woman off easily!” She was about to press the switch when Xu Xiaoman laughed wickedly, “Think it through, it’s your own satisfaction that’s at stake!” Wang Xiaoyun blurted out, “At worst, I’ll help him with my hand.” She made a fist, looking fiercely indignant. But before she could finish, she realized she had been tricked, her face turning crimson as she pressed the switch in anger.
Seeing the silly girl finally reveal her last card, Xu Xiaoman burst into laughter, completely unladylike. “Xiaoman sister, you are so bad!”
Originally, the plan was to drive the other away and then figure out how to explain today’s events to Wang Xiaoyun. Who would have thought that the person had a stubborn reason for staying: it turned out that on that day at Yuban Mountain, Lin Feng had saved her life, and now she wanted to repay the favor by offering herself to him, willing to do anything he desired. Anything he desired! If a seductive demoness whispered such words to you with affection, how would you react? You’d probably be stuck, lost in the gentle trap of love. That’s exactly the torment Lin Feng was going through at the moment. Indeed, that day at Yuban Mountain, he had casually saved a few girls without paying much attention to their appearances. However, recalling the disgraceful acts they were forced into, those girls had truly suffered, possibly leaving psychological scars. Knowing this, Lin Feng couldn’t bring himself to forcefully send her away when she used this as her reason for staying. She had the courage to come to his home, but upon meeting, she awkwardly mentioned looking for Mr. Xing, clearly unsure how to face him. But then, in a flash, she claimed to have fallen in love with him, which seemed rather abrupt. Could this be the result of his own overwhelming yang energy reaching its peak? Over the past couple of days, practicing the Tao Te Ching, his internal energy had grown stronger, nearing a breakthrough. The old master had warned him that when his energy was at its peak, it would have a fatal attraction to the opposite sex, especially young girls, advising him not to casually charm others. When Yu’er first knocked on the door, she didn’t act particularly strange; she seemed quite composed, and Lin Feng had quite a good impression of her. So why did she suddenly turn into this wanton seductress? Was it just because he smiled at her? That seemed a bit exaggerated. She said she fell in love with him and was willing to do anything for him, but these words were probably made up on the spot; otherwise, why didn’t she confess her feelings when she first knocked? This situation was quite passive. Was it really because of his unintentional charm causing this romantic entanglement? Looking at her with that seductive, provocative face, it seemed she wouldn’t give up until she achieved her goal. Was it his fault, and should he take responsibility? Love is selfish; Lin Feng couldn’t just fall in love with her for such a flimsy reason, even if she was as beautiful as a celestial maiden and had an impeccable figure, throwing herself at his feet, ready for him to do as he pleased. With Wang Xiaoyun, he once felt unworthy, thinking she was out of his league, but after the life-and-death experience at Yuban Mountain, they opened their hearts to each other. From that day, his love for Wang Xiaoyun was deep, heartfelt, and genuine. However, she didn’t believe him, didn’t give him a chance to explain or redeem himself, and left in anger. Even so, Lin Feng knew he couldn’t just stop loving Wang Xiaoyun. Such a profound love, tested by life and death, how could it vanish over such a small misunderstanding? Lin Feng was frustrated by not being understood, but as Yu’er’s identity was clarified and misunderstandings resolved, he let down his guard. And at this moment, Lan Yu, the master of exploiting such delicate situations, felt the hook in her hand being tugged again, and she quickly reeled it in. Lan Yu’s hook was her innate charm, even after her powers were sealed, her seductive dance, and her captivating aura, which she could wield to perfection with every move. She had given up the easy way of whispering into Lin Feng’s ear to make his heart race and drive him wild. She wanted to thoroughly capture this intriguing prey. The earlier scene had piqued her interest in these mortals’ game of love, and now she was eager to play this game of love with this young, nervous, yet intriguing boy. If it felt wonderful, she might even want to try it a few more times. After all, with nothing better to do, her perfect form, by these mortals’ standards, would be wasted if unused. What is love? It could immerse these people, making them forget everything else. For this elusive, intangible love, they could go mad, do things against their nature. Lan Yu transformed into a boneless sprite, using all her tricks. In an instant, Lin Feng, who was already wearing little, was stripped of his last defense by Lan Yu, lying bare on the sofa, his eyes wide with fear, staring at the enchantress before him, his heart full of turmoil. Come on, I’m not afraid of you! Xiaoyun, please give me a reason to reject her, can you hear my heart? Just tell me you still love me, or call and curse me out, or even say you’re cutting me off forever, I don’t want to do anything that would betray you… Xiaoman, how did you figure out they weren’t up to no good? Bah, don’t forget I’m a cop; she thinks she can pull one over on me with such petty tricks! But I’m curious, how did you keep so calm, did you also notice what was fake? Huh? What was fake? That woman’s breasts? I looked closely, they’re definitely the real deal, not enhanced. Wang Xiaoyun gestured at her own chest. Xu Xiaoman gave her a strange look, as if looking at an alien, “Silly girl, usually you’re pretty sharp, what’s going on in that head of yours? Who asked you to compare your figure with hers?”
