Ye Qiu turned sideways and entered the room, but he didn't see Xiao Lan.
Sitting by the bed, Ning Rongrong also sat down next to him, with only one person's distance between them.
As soon as Ning Rongrong sat down, her skirt appeared even shorter.
Ye Qiu, who had been looking down, quickly turned his head away, not knowing where to look.
He looked around, as if something was missing.
"Ahem... Where's Xiao Lan?"
"Brother~ Xiao Lan is here!" Xiao Lan's clear voice came from a corner of the room.
"She's changing clothes behind the screen!"
Ning Rongrong pointed to the screen, looking at his slightly flushed face, a faint smile naturally appearing at the corner of her mouth.
'Hmph! This scoundrel is actually a bit of a hypocrite.'
She tucked the strands of hair by her cheek behind her ear, covering her flushed ear tips, and with her other hand, she pulled over the quilt to cover her legs.
"Changing clothes? What does she have to change?"
Ye Qiu looked curiously in the direction of the screen; he knew clearly that Xiao Lan's clothes were all conjured by herself.
"Brother! Xiao Lan is ready! Ta-da-da-da!"
A petite and exquisite figure jumped out from behind the screen, even thoughtfully adding her own entrance sound effects.
Ye Qiu looked over, a little dazed.
At this moment, Xiao Lan's original blue and gold patterned long dress had been taken off.
She was wearing a white jade-colored, form-fitting long gown, her hair was tied into a high ponytail, a strand of blue bangs hung down over her right forehead, and her slender waist was cinched with a belt, making her appear much taller.
She wore a pair of black and gold patterned long boots, her sleeves clung to her wrists, and she held a long sword in her hand.
"Uh~ why are you dressed like this?" Ye Qiu's eyes sparkled slightly.
"Hmph! Doesn't this look good?" Ning Rongrong glanced at him, very satisfied with how Xiao Lan looked now.
Xiao Lan's temperament had changed dramatically; from her original noble and cute demeanor, she had become lively and capable, even possessing a hint of the heroic spirit of a Jianghu person from a past life.
"Hehe! Sister Rongrong bought all of this for me! Phew~" Xiao Lan laughed proudly, pouting and blowing at the bangs on her forehead.
Looking at Ye Qiu, her eyes darted around.
Suddenly, she put both hands behind her back and walked seriously to Ye Qiu's side, sitting down between the two of them.
Ning Rongrong and Ye Qiu both looked at her curiously.
"Brother~"
"Hmm?" Ye Qiu turned his head to look at her, waiting for her to continue.
He saw her brush her bangs with her left hand, a mischievous smile suddenly appearing on her face, which made Ye Qiu feel a little creeped out.
The hilt of the sword in her right hand was already pressed against his chin, gently lifting Ye Qiu's head. He immediately felt something was wrong and was about to move—
Xiao Lan had already lightly pressed her lips against his, and was smiling teasingly.
"Little lady~ The taste is good... Ah! Brother! Xiao Lan was wrong!"
"Pfft ha ha ha."
Xiao Lan covered her forehead with one hand, and with the other, she had already dropped the sword and grabbed Ye Qiu's just-raised arm, looking at him pleadingly.
Ning Rongrong burst into laughter on the side.
Ye Qiu's face darkened, and he slowly turned his gaze towards Ning Rongrong.
"Did you teach her this too?"
"You're talking nonsense! I never taught her!" Ning Rongrong laughed so hard she could barely breathe, her eyes wide as she retorted.
Xiao Lan lowered her head, fiddling with her small hands, her face flushed. "This... I learned it from the big brothers on the street!"
"Hehe... Is that so!" Ye Qiu sneered, immediately about to use his two-finger zen to teach her a lesson.
Before he even touched her, she cried out first.
"Ah! Brother! Xiao Lan's chest hurts so much~" She clutched her chest, her eyes teary, evoking pity in one's heart.
"Hmm? I haven't even touched you yet?" Ye Qiu looked at her strangely.
Xiao Lan, however, looked at Ning Rongrong with a hint of resentment in her eyes, then proceeded to accuse Ning Rongrong of her crimes to him.
"Sister Rongrong kicked me earlier! She kicked me all the way to the foot of the bed..."
"I... I didn't mean to at the time, I thought Xiao Lan was already dead..." Facing their gazes, Ning Rongrong's face flushed with embarrassment, and she waved her hands repeatedly.
Indeed, she couldn't be blamed. At that time, as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Xiao Lan, who had died in front of her, pressing her face against hers.
Frightened, she instinctively flailed her limbs, and accidentally kicked Xiao Lan off the bed.
"Come here, I'll help you take a look."
Holding Xiao Lan in his arms, Ye Qiu placed his hand on her chest, a faint green light shimmering in his palm.
He didn't notice the smile that flashed across Xiao Lan's flushed face as she leaned against his chest, nor the triumph in her eyes.
What a pity! Before she could bask in her triumph for long, Ning Rongrong erupted.
"Ye Qiu! How can you just put your hand anywhere! You beast!"
Seeing his hand on Xiao Lan's chest, she immediately pulled Xiao Lan over.
At this moment, the smile on Xiao Lan's face had not yet disappeared, and it was exposed in Ye Qiu's eyes. Her smile slowly became somewhat stiff.
Seeing the lingering slyness in her eyes, Ye Qiu finally realized he had been tricked.
It had been so long, how could she still be in pain?! Moreover, she herself had two Spirit Abilities.
"Alright, Xiao Lan! You actually dared to trick me!"
Teasing him was one thing, but now she dared to deceive him.
In a fit of anger, he lunged directly towards her.
A flicker of panic crossed Xiao Lan's face, and she instantly broke free from Ning Rongrong's hand.
"Ah!" Ning Rongrong exclaimed.
"Ah! Brother! Xiao Lan has another set of clothes to change into!" The dodging Xiao Lan cried out in a panic, not daring to look back, and darted behind the screen in a flash.
On the bed, only a man and a woman remained.
Blue eyes looked down upon green pupils.
"…" Ning Rongrong looked at Ye Qiu, who was pressing down on her, her face burning hot.
She couldn't help but frown; her left chest felt a little uncomfortable from being pressed.
"I'm sorry, I apologize!" Upon realizing what had happened, Ye Qiu quickly got up, stood up, and moved away from her.
As if he had seen something extraordinary again, Ye Qiu quickly turned his back.
He saw that Ning Rongrong's skirt had slipped to her waist, revealing her pink underwear to the air.
"Ah!"
Noticing Ye Qiu's unusual behavior, Ning Rongrong also reacted, quickly pulling up her slipped strap, lowering her skirt, and pulling up the quilt to wrap herself.
"Ye Qiu! You scoundrel! Jerk! Beast! You're lewd!"
Ye Qiu smiled bitterly, not expecting to have two more adjectives for himself.
The air became silent.
Ye Qiu didn't feel comfortable sitting back down, so he sat by the table.
"Xiao Lan! How did you explain it to Ning Rongrong?" Ye Qiu communicated with Xiao Lan in his mind.
"Brother~ Xiao Lan told her it was a special Spirit Ability of mine!"
Hearing Xiao Lan's answer, Ye Qiu also breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she didn't reveal everything.
The corner of his eye suddenly caught Ning Rongrong staring intently at him, sending a chill down his spine.
Ye Qiu quickly urged Xiao Lan.
"Come out as soon as you're done changing!"
"I won't! Brother will bully me!"
"…" "You come out, I absolutely won't flick you!"
"Really?"
"Really!" Ye Qiu answered decisively.
As soon as he finished speaking, a blue-haired, green-clad butterfly flew out from behind the screen.
The style of this dress was surprisingly similar to what Ning Rongrong usually wore.
"Brother~ Xiao Lan was wrong!" As soon as she ran out, she pounced into Ye Qiu's arms, wrapping her arms around his neck, her face pressed against his, rubbing constantly.
"Alright, alright! I've already forgiven you!" He helplessly moved her small face away.
"Kiss! Brother is the best!" After kissing him, she immediately jumped away again.
She picked up her long dress with both hands and twirled a few times in front of Ye Qiu.
"Brother! Sister Rongrong~ Is Xiao Lan pretty?"
"Very beautiful!" Ning Rongrong was quite satisfied with the dress she had chosen.
Ye Qiu, however, was a little dazed.
Looking at the azure shadow before him, that familiar question echoed in his ears once more.
'Do you think I'm pretty?'
It's all back, it's all back!
The memories of that night surged into his mind like a tide.
Three questions, two sips of strong wine, one kiss.
His eyes involuntarily looked towards Ning Rongrong; he really seemed to be a scoundrel...
"You... what are you looking at me for!" Sitting on the bed, Ning Rongrong noticed Ye Qiu staring at her and asked him with a stern face.
"Ah! Nothing... nothing!" Ye Qiu turned his face away, as if talking to himself. "Actually... you're also very beautiful!"
Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong's face instantly flushed like a sunset, intermingling with the evening glow shining through the window, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene.
'This scoundrel!' She knew Ye Qiu was saying it for her to hear.
"Brother~ Are you talking about Xiao Lan?"
"Yes! Xiao Lan is also very beautiful!" Ye Qiu nodded, a faint smile on his face.
"Hmph! Scoundrel~" Seeing him nod, and having appeased two girls with one sentence, Ning Rongrong, who had been somewhat moved, cursed out loud again.
Her voice made Ye Qiu's smile freeze on his face.
Fortunately, this time there was only one word left.
Grumble~
A soft sound suddenly came from the bed, Ning Rongrong lowered her head, her flushed face now tinged with embarrassment.
"Hehe~ Sister Rongrong, are you hungry?" Xiao Lan flopped onto the bed, leaning against her shoulder, her hand already reaching for her belly.
"Mm!" Ning Rongrong nodded.
"I'll go have someone prepare some food and send it over, and get you a set of clothes too!" Ye Qiu got up and left.
"Thank you~"
Ye Qiu, who had just reached the door, turned back to look at Ning Rongrong with some surprise; this young lady seemed to have become a bit more polite.
After Ye Qiu left, Ning Rongrong and Xiao Lan leaned against each other, looking at the sunset outside the window, recalling that night.
'That guy must have remembered that kiss, right... Hmph! The person this young lady sets her sights on won't be easily given up!'
A slight smile hung on her lips.
At the very least, for now, the advantage was hers!
"Xiao Lan... Can you tell me about your Zhuqing sister?"
"Okay! Okay!"
"Does she have any special characteristics?"
"Characteristics?" Xiao Lan thought for a moment, then looked at Ning Rongrong's chest and blurted out.
"Yes! She's bigger than Sister Rongrong!" Then she glanced at her own chest and patted it with her hand. "And bigger than Xiao Lan too!"
"Anyway, every time she hugs Brother, Brother's face turns red!" Xiao Lan confessed truthfully, this was indeed the most obvious and striking characteristic.
"Huh? Sister Rongrong, what's wrong with you? Xiao Lan didn't say anything wrong!"
"…" "Hehe!" Ning Rongrong forced a couple of laughs, gritting her teeth as she looked at Xiao Lan, wishing she could kick her down again!
Why did she put herself last!
Even if that Zhuqing sister of yours is extraordinarily talented and I can't compare to her, am I really worse than a little girl like you!?
She straightened her back, looked at the unchanging 'altitude' of her chest, then glanced at Xiao Lan's curve.
Her face immediately turned bright red.
There's no reason! How could this be?
"Sister Rongrong~ Why are you looking at me like that!" Xiao Lan clutched her chest, her face full of caution.
Ning Rongrong was on the verge of tears, her face flushed, it was simply too shameful!
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