Chapter 72: Yanzi's Power.
Seeing his reaction, Dugu Yan knew she had guessed correctly.
She snorted, her voice filled with the pride of a victor and a hint of annoyance at being beaten to it.
"Anything that pink-haired girl can give you, I can give you too."
"What the pink-haired girl can't give you, I can give you."
Dugu Yan's fingertips slid down his chest and finally stopped on his lower abdomen.
Tonight, you are mine.
She leaned forward and pressed her warm lips to Ye Xuanming's lips.
The kiss was aggressive and possessive, like her martial spirit, the Azure Phosphorous Serpent King, which, once it bites its prey, will never let go.
Ye Xuanming initially tried to take the initiative, but he was quickly overwhelmed by the wild passion.
He scooped up Dugu Yan and carried her to the bedside.
"That's more like it."
Dugu Yan chuckled softly in his ear, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist.
The bed curtains fell, blocking out the spring light from the room.
...
On the other side.
In Ning Rongrong's room.
Ning Rongrong was lying in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
She felt a surge of pride as she recalled the shocked expressions on her father's and two grandfathers' faces at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School earlier that day.
Then she thought about the scene of Ye Xuanming being hugged by Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling, and felt a little sour.
Finally, she remembered the provocative gesture Dugu Yan made when she left, and her face fell.
She knew that tonight, Brother Ye would definitely belong to that green-haired bad woman.
Knock knock.
There was a gentle knock on the door.
Who is it?
Ning Rongrong asked somewhat impatiently.
"Rongrong, it's me."
Ye Lingling's gentle voice came from outside the door.
Ning Rongrong was stunned for a moment, then quickly jumped off the bed and ran to open the door.
Outside the door, Ye Lingling stood quietly, dressed in an elegant white nightgown. Her delicate face appeared even more gentle in the moonlight.
"Sister Lingling, what brings you here?"
"I couldn't sleep, so I wanted to come and chat with you."
Ye Lingling walked into the room and naturally sat down on the edge of the bed.
Ning Rongrong closed the door and sat down, feeling somewhat guilty and not daring to look at Ye Lingling.
Ye Lingling smiled gently as she looked at her like this.
"You silly girl, did you do something to wrong us?"
Ning Rongrong's face turned red instantly.
"I...I didn't!"
She stubbornly retorted.
Ye Lingling didn't press her, but simply reached out and took her hand, speaking softly.
"Rongrong, Yanzi has a quick temper, but she doesn't mean any harm."
"We...are all the same."
Ye Lingling spoke her last words very softly, but Ning Rongrong understood them.
She looked up and saw that Ye Lingling's clear eyes held no blame, only understanding and a hint of curiosity.
Ning Rongrong's defenses crumbled instantly.
She moved closer to Ye Lingling and asked in a low voice.
"Sister Lingling, do you... also want to know?"
Ye Lingling didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly, a blush rising on her cheeks.
Seeing Ye Lingling, who was as aloof as a fairy, showing such a shy demeanor, Ning Rongrong felt a little smug again.
She cleared her throat and spoke in a deliberately mature manner.
"Oh, it's really nothing."
"It's...it's..."
She stammered for a long time, unable to get the words out.
After all, it was a private matter of my daughter's family, and it was too embarrassing for her to talk about it to another person.
Ye Lingling didn't urge her, but waited quietly.
The room fell silent for a moment, with only the occasional chirping of insects coming from outside the window.
After a long while, Ning Rongrong seemed to have made up her mind. She leaned close to Ye Lingling's ear and whispered something quickly in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
As she spoke, Ye Lingling's face grew increasingly red, even her fair neck turning pink.
After Ning Rongrong finished speaking, she buried her face in the pillow and dared not look at Ye Lingling again.
Ye Lingling sat on the edge of the bed, her mind a jumble of thoughts, filled with the words Ning Rongrong had just said.
As she imagined those scenes, her heart raced uncontrollably.
So that's what it feels like?
Although both she and Dugu Yan had intimate interactions with Ye Xuanming, they never crossed that final line.
Unexpectedly, the youngest, Rongrong, beat me to it.
"Sister Lingling, please...please don't laugh at me."
Ning Rongrong lifted her head from under the pillow and looked at her pitifully.
"I wasn't laughing at you."
Ye Lingling snapped out of her daze and reached out to pat her head.
"I just feel that you've grown up."
Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong straightened her back again.
"Of course!"
She proudly raised her chin.
"However…" Ye Lingling changed the subject, "Yanzi probably won't let Xuanming off the hook tonight."
Ning Rongrong's face fell again.
"Hmph, that green-haired wicked woman got off easy."
She muttered defiantly.
Ye Lingling couldn't help but laugh when she saw her like this.
"Alright, it's getting late, you should get some rest."
She stood up, ready to leave.
"Sister Lingling!"
Ning Rongrong, however, grabbed her.
"Tomorrow... tomorrow will be your turn."
When Ning Rongrong said this, her eyes were sparkling, with a hint of anticipation, as if she were watching a good show.
Ye Lingling's body stiffened, then she casually withdrew her hand.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Go to sleep."
She turned and walked out of the room, her steps a few paces faster than when she came in.
Ning Rongrong watched her retreating figure, chuckled, lay back down on the bed, and drifted off to sleep in a relaxed mood.
...
The next morning.
When Ye Xuanming opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Dugu Yan's magnified sleeping face.
She clung to him like an octopus, her long, dark green hair covering the entire pillow.
He moved slightly, and Dugu Yan was awakened.
She opened her alluring, silky eyes and yawned lazily.
"woke up?"
Her voice, still hoarse from just waking up, was incredibly alluring.
Ye Xuanming nodded.
The night of madness allowed him to experience Dugu Yan's fiery passion.
What are you thinking about?
Seeing that he was lost in thought, Dugu Yan moved closer with displeasure and gently bit his chin.
Ye Xuanming came to his senses, flipped over and pinned her down.
"I'm thinking about whether I should punish you a little."
The two played around on the bed for a while before getting up to wash up.
When Ye Xuanming, fully dressed, opened the door, he was stunned.
Ye Lingling stood quietly at the doorway.
She was carrying a tray with steaming hot porridge and several plates of delicate side dishes.
When she saw Ye Xuanming come out, a gentle smile appeared on her face.
"Xuanming, I've brought you breakfast."
Ye Xuanming's hand was still on the doorknob.
Outside the door, Ye Lingling stood quietly, steam rising from the hot porridge on the tray.
Her presence made the morning air feel softer.
From the room behind Ye Xuanming, came the lazy voice of Dugu Yan.
"Xuanming, who is that?"
Dugu Yan, barefoot and wearing only Ye Xuanming's outer garment, peeked out from behind him.
She saw Ye Lingling at the doorway, and a bright smile immediately bloomed on her face.
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