...
Hearing these shameless and lewd words, Liu Erlong, who already had a fiery temper, completely lost her composure.
Her blush of shame and anger instantly spread to the roots of her neck.
"Xuanhao! I'm going to tear that lousy mouth of yours apart today!"
Enraged, Liu Erlong cursed under his breath and rushed forward, grabbing Xuan Hao's collar.
Xuan Hao, who was already weak from the depletion of his qi and blood, had no chance to resist.
He felt dizzy and was unceremoniously pressed down onto the cold wooden floor by Liu Erlong with a slight force.
Liu Erlong straddled his waist, looking down at him with a sneer through gritted teeth, "Move yourself?
You spineless coward who can't even stand up, I want to see what you're capable of doing in this half-dead state!"
Xuan Hao, who was pinned to the ground, showed no panic whatsoever.
Instead, he sighed helplessly with an extremely innocent look in his eyes:
"That depends on your skills and techniques, Erlong."
"You—! I think you're really tired of living!"
Liu Erlong was so enraged by his shameless and unyielding attitude that she completely lost her mind, her rationality vanishing instantly.
She glared fiercely at Xuan Hao, then reached out and pinched his waist, intending to teach this arrogant brat a lesson.
However, just as Liu Erlong's hand reached down to Xuan Hao's waist, and their posture became extremely ambiguous!
"Squeak—"
The previously closed cubicle door was suddenly pushed open from the outside without warning.
Ning Rongrong and her group, who had discovered that Xuan Hao was missing and followed his scent all the way here, arrived just in time to find him outside the door.
Zhu Zhuqing, who was walking at the front, had just poked her head through the doorway when she saw this scene with perfect clarity:
In the dimly lit cubicle, Liu Erlong, the usually imposing "Horn of Slaughter," was riding wildly on the waist of the weakened Xuan Hao, and his hands were impatiently reaching down to the man's waist...
Zhu Zhuqing's clear, cold eyes widened instantly, and she froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.
The next second, without thinking, she yanked the doorknob.
"Bang!"
The door was slammed shut with a loud bang.
Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, and the others who were about to follow her in were startled by the sudden sound of the door closing.
They quickly came over and asked with puzzled expressions, "Zhu Qing, what's wrong?
Is Xuan Hao inside? Why did you close the door?"
"I..." Zhu Zhuqing's face turned bright red, and she stammered for a long time, not knowing how to describe the scene she had just seen.
Seeing this, the hot-tempered Ning Rongrong simply pushed Zhu Zhuqing aside and forcefully pushed the door open again.
"Xuanhao, where did you run off to..."
Ning Rongrong's words came to an abrupt halt.
Inside the door, Liu Erlong was still in that wild pose, straddling Xuan Hao's waist with her hand reaching down to his waist.
She was completely petrified, her mind going blank.
Outside the door, Na'er, Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and Zhu Zhuqing with a strange expression stood in a row.
A group of people, separated by a threshold, stared at each other.
A suffocating, deathly silence filled the air.
In this awkward atmosphere so contrived that you could practically dig a three-bedroom apartment out of your toes, Xuan Hao, lying on the ground, sighed and naturally raised his hand to gently pat Liu Erlong's thigh.
He looked at Liu Erlong, who was staring blankly, and said in a negotiating tone, with an extremely innocent expression, "Sister Erlong, no matter how anxious you are... in front of so many people, you can't just force yourself on me, can you?"
These words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back.
"It's not what you think!!!"
Liu Erlong let out a scream of utter despair, feeling utterly humiliated and indignant.
She sprang up from Xuan Hao as if electrocuted, not daring to look at the strange, shocked, and even somewhat "caught in the act" gazes of Ning Rongrong and the others at the door.
She transformed into a blur, smashing through the crowd and rushing out of the cubicle as if fleeing.
Watching Liu Erlong's retreating figure, the girls at the door suddenly snapped out of their daze.
"Xuanhao! You big pervert!"
Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth in anger and quickly ran in with Xiao Wu and the others.
They hurriedly helped Xuan Hao, who was lying on the ground, to his feet, their eyes full of scrutiny and reproach.
"Okay, okay, stop fooling around..."
Xuan Hao was being helped up by the group of women, and he waved his hands helplessly, panting weakly:
"I'm so weak right now, even breathing and talking are difficult, so please don't bother me."
Ning Rongrong held his arm while staring suspiciously into his eyes, her beautiful eyes full of scrutiny:
"Then tell me honestly, what you said in public just now... and what you said on the ground just now, was it true?
You wouldn't really be with Dean Erlong..."
"I'm really impressed with you, don't you think?"
Xuan Hao was speechless.
He rolled his eyes and said irritably, "Even if I really had that kind of intention, where would I find the time?
Na'er is basically with me every day.
She knows exactly how many bowls of rice I eat each day.
Doesn't she know what kind of relationship I have with Liu Erlong in private?"
Upon hearing Xuan Hao pass the buck, all the women immediately turned their gazes to the quiet and well-behaved Na'er.
Na'er blinked her pure eyes and thought seriously for a moment.
"Well... actually, Dean Erlong does have some feelings for my brother."
Amidst the wide-eyed stares of the crowd, Na'er calmly added, "It's just that she's too proud and oblivious.
She herself didn't even realize this subtle feeling.
Moreover, given her age and status, even if she did notice it, she would never dare to admit it."
At this point, Na'er turned to look at Xuan Hao, pursed her lips and smiled lightly, "As for my brother... I can only say that he has a little bit of appreciation and interest in these hot, mature women. But it's only a little bit, not much."
Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, Dugu Yan, and the others finally relaxed completely and breathed a long sigh of relief.
If Xuan Hao really did hook up with Liu Erlong, who is almost thirty years older than him, right under their noses, then they, who are always revolving around him, would truly become complete clowns.
However, Ning Rongrong's eyes darted around, and her woman's intuition allowed her to keenly grasp the blind spot in Na'er's words.
She narrowed her eyes and leaned closer to Xuan Hao with a suspicious look on her face:
"Wait, according to Na'er... you, do you have a deep-seated preference for mature older sister types?"
Using their strength, Xuan Hao swayed and straightened up.
Facing Ning Rongrong's questioning, he showed no embarrassment at being exposed; instead, he calmly retorted:
"What's there to hide?
Who in this world doesn't like a mature and beautiful older sister?"
Xuanhao leaned against the wall.
"Aren't older sisters good?
They are mature, sensible, and considerate.
They can comfort people gently when something happens.
Unlike you little sisters who haven't grown up yet, you throw tantrums all the time and have to be coaxed and appeased all the time."
Seeing Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, and the others pout instantly, Xuan Hao chuckled, his tone becoming somewhat playful:
"Besides, let's put ourselves in each other's shoes.
When you're wronged or encounter trouble, don't you come to me first, feeling that I, as your 'big brother,' am an extremely reliable support who can shield you from the wind and rain?
Conversely, it's only natural for me to occasionally want to lean on a mature older sister, right?"
Read 20+ chapters ahead at Patreon
patreon.com/TaroYamato
patreon.com/TaroYamato