...
As night deepened, the penthouse suites of the Soto Hotel returned to silence.
To avoid trouble at home, Xuan Hao wisely chose to stay alone in his room, arranging for Na'er, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and Xiao Wu to stay next door or across the hall.
After all, the combined power of such a group of beautiful women is comparable to that of a nuclear weapon, and he didn't want to get up in the middle of the night to break up a fight.
However, ideals are often grand, while reality is often harsh.
Xuan Hao, who had just finished washing up and was about to lie down, suddenly heard a very faint "click" sound coming from the doorway.
Immediately afterwards, a slender figure slipped in like a thief, closed the door behind her, and then tiptoed to the bedside.
By the moonlight, Xuan Hao immediately recognized the "flower thief" who had launched a midnight raid—
Ning Rongrong.
"..."
Before Xuan Hao could even speak, Ning Rongrong, like a slippery little fish, lifted a corner of the blanket and slipped inside, trying to snuggle into his arms.
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Xuan Hao reacted quickly, grabbing her shoulder and pulling her out of bed like a chick, looking helpless.
"Rongrong, what are you doing here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"
"Go back right now.
Don't you understand the saying 'men and women shouldn't touch each other'?"
"I don't!"
Ning Rongrong clung tightly to Xuan Hao's arm, her large eyes instantly welling up with tears, and she complained pitifully:
"You promised me during the day!
You said you'd spend more time with me and make it up to me!"
"You kicked me back to my room right after we finished eating, and now you're treating me like I don't exist!"
"Is this your compensation?! You big liar!"
"I..."
Xuan Hao choked for a moment, then rubbed his temples:
"You can't sleep in the same bed in the middle of the night.
You're not a child anymore, and it won't be good for your reputation if this gets out."
"Isn't it just right, not too small?!"
Ning Rongrong retorted confidently, even puffing out her not-so-large but well-shaped breasts:
"Now that you're not a child anymore, we don't need to treat you like an older brother anymore!"
"Can't we do things that children can't do now?"
"..."
Xuan Hao's lips twitched.
Does this girl even know what she's saying?
"What a load of rubbish!"
Xuan Hao tapped her forehead in an annoyed tone:
"How old are you?
You haven't even grown any pubic hair yet, what nonsense are you thinking?"
Ning Rongrong covered her forehead, her face flushed, and her eyes darted around.
"Although that step won't work, we can do other things."
She leaned close to Xuan Hao's ear, her voice barely audible, "I...I can use my hands...I can also..."
"???"
Xuan Hao almost spat out a mouthful of blood, staring wide-eyed at the pure and adorable little princess before him:
"No... Ning Rongrong! Where did you learn all this?!"
"This...this was also taught to you by your cousin?!"
Is there something wrong with the family education of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?
Or has the noble circle of Heaven Dou City fallen into such chaos?
"It was my cousin who said it..."
Ning Rongrong blushed and twisted her fingers shyly.
"And...and Sister Yanzi has told me quite a bit about it..."
"She said you... well, you have some special hobbies, you like... different ways of doing things."
"..."
Xuan Hao took a deep breath and silently wrote Dugu Yan down in his little notebook.
You bastard Dugu Yan, how dare you ruin my reputation behind my back!
"Stop! Halt!"
Xuan Hao made a pause gesture and said with a serious expression:
"Don't listen to their nonsense, I'm a decent person."
"Besides, you're still too young. We can talk about these fancy things later."
"If I were to actually do anything to you, even just with my hands or feet, when your father and your two grandfathers find out, they'll skin me alive with the Seven Kill Sword!"
"They wouldn't know!"
Ning Rongrong pouted, "Besides, we weren't really doing *that*, so who would know?"
Seeing that Xuan Hao still wouldn't budge, Ning Rongrong's lips trembled, and tears welled up in her eyes again.
"You just don't like me! You just think I'm too young!"
"My cousin said that if a boy likes a girl, he'll be very happy! If he's not happy, it means he doesn't like her, or he finds her unattractive!"
"Waaaaah... You still dislike me after all..."
"..."
Xuan Hao was so angry he laughed.
Who exactly is this cousin?
What kind of strange shape is she going to mold the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School into?
But seeing Ning Rongrong's posture as if she was about to flood Jinshan Temple again, Xuan Hao was completely helpless.
"Okay, okay, stop crying."
Xuan Hao sighed helplessly, lay back on the bed, and patted the spot next to him:
"I won't kick you out, okay?"
"You can sleep here tonight."
"But let me make this clear from the start: when you're going to sleep, just sleep properly and don't do anything fancy."
"You're still young. There are some things... I'll teach you when you're older."
"real?"
Ning Rongrong instantly stopped crying and started laughing.
Like a happy kitten, she snuggled into the covers, hugged Xuan Hao tightly around the waist, and pressed her face against his chest.
"Hehe, I knew Brother Xuanhao was the best!"
"If you don't want to do it, then don't.
It's quite comfortable to sleep with someone in your arms anyway..."
Feeling the soft, warm body in her arms and that familiar scent, Ning Rongrong closed her eyes contentedly.
For many years, she hadn't slept peacefully in his arms like this.
Just as Ning Rongrong was drifting off to sleep...
"Click—"
The door was gently pushed open again.
Although the sound was very faint, it was still clearly audible in the quiet night.
Xuan Hao's body stiffened, and he suddenly opened his eyes.
At the doorway, a figure with a scorpion braid cautiously peeked in.
After confirming that the door was unlocked, it tiptoed inside.
Xiao Wu?!
What's that rabbit doing here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?
Ning Rongrong, who was still in bed, instantly woke up, her heart pounding.
Oh no! I was so excited I forgot to lock the door!
If Xiao Wu finds out that she climbed into Xuan Hao's bed in the middle of the night, where will she put her face as the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?
And... this is just too embarrassing!
"What should I do, what should I do..."
Ning Rongrong, quick-witted as ever, burrowed deep into the blankets like an ostrich, not daring to even peek out.
Fortunately, she was petite, and the bed was big enough.
In addition, Xuan Hao was tall, so he cooperated by turning to the side, bending one leg, and using the quilt to create a space, which perfectly hid Ning Rongrong inside.
From the outside, all you can see is Xuan Hao lying on the bed.
"elder brother..."
Xiao Wu reached the bedside, whispered something, and then, without caring whether Xuan Hao was asleep or not, took off her shoes and jumped onto the bed.
"I want to talk to my mom."
Xiao Wu pounced into Xuan Hao's arms like an octopus, burying her face in the crook of his neck, her voice muffled.
"..."
Xuan Hao was having a bit of a headache.
There was one hiding in the blanket, and another lying on top of the blanket.
What kind of human suffering is this?
But seeing how much Xiaowu missed her mother, he couldn't bring himself to send her away.
"Alright."
Xuan Hao sighed, gently stroking Xiao Wu's hair with one hand, his spiritual power surging as he activated the "Beyond the Dream" skill.
A gentle mental wave instantly enveloped Xiao Wu, quickly calming her previously agitated emotions and making her breathing steady and long.
Soon, she entered a deep dream to reunite with her mother.
The room returned to silence.
Xiao Wu fell asleep on Xuan Hao's body, motionless.
But this was tough on Ning Rongrong in bed.
She huddled in the dark, cramped space, listening to the silence outside, and her mind immediately began to wander.
Why is there no sound?
"Why did that rabbit spirit pounce on us?
Why isn't it saying anything?"
"Brother Xuanhao isn't saying anything... What are the two of them doing?"
"Could it be..."
The thought of a man and a woman alone in a room, with the rabbit shamelessly pouncing on them, instantly made Ning Rongrong extremely jealous.
"Fine! I'm hiding inside while you guys are causing trouble outside, huh?!"
"They didn't even kick her out!"
The more Ning Rongrong thought about it, the angrier she became.
She was about to reach out and pinch Xuan Hao to vent her anger, but she was afraid that making too big a move would expose her.
Then, a bolder and more exciting idea popped into her head.
"Hmph, since you guys up there aren't behaving yourselves..."
"Then don't blame me for being unruly down there too!"
A cool, smooth little hand quietly groped around in the dark bed.
They quickly found that undeniable target.
"?!!"
Xuan Hao froze abruptly, his expression instantly becoming incredibly complex.
He quickly reached one hand under the covers, pressed down the mischievous little hand, and used his mental power to transmit his thoughts:
"Ning Rongrong!
Are you crazy?!"
"Don't do anything rash!
Xiao Wu is still up there!"
However, Ning Rongrong completely ignored his warnings.
In the darkness, a wicked smile crept onto her lips, her breathing quickened, but she couldn't suppress the excitement in her eyes.
Not only did they not let go, but they also reached out with both of their little hands.
"Hmph, serves you right for being hypocritical!"
"So you won't kick her out!"
"Let's see how long you can hold out!"
Xuan Hao was extremely uncomfortable at this moment.
In bed, the little witch not only didn't stop, but intensified her antics.
What's worse is that her increasingly rapid breathing is like a small fan.
"This girl...who did she learn all this nonsense from?!"
Xuan Hao roared inwardly, wishing he could drag out Ning Rongrong, that so-called "cousin," and beat her up.
He wanted to move, but Xiao Wu was sleeping soundly on him, and even the slightest movement might wake her up.
He wanted to push Ning Rongrong away forcefully, but the girl's current position was outrageously cunning.
If he exerted even a little force, he would either kick her or expose himself directly.
dilemma!
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