"Coming, coming..." A fawning voice answered, and the surrounding spheres rapidly contracted, instantly coalescing into Qingyue's small, exquisite form. The little one flapped her arms and drifted down to Tai Yan's shoulder, striking a pose of perfect obedience. She looked up at Nie Kong with downcast eyes, seemingly terrified of being scolded.

Seeing the specks of plum blossoms clinging to Qingyue's small skirt—vibrant and dew-kissed—it looked precisely like evidence of the deed Nie Kong had just performed upon Tai Yan. Though he knew the little creature was trying to garner sympathy this way, the angry reprimand rushing to his lips simply wouldn't emerge.

Seeing those marks, Nie Kong felt a burning flush on his face. He couldn't believe he and Tai Yan had engaged in that kind of activity on Qingyue's actual body, and eight times at that.

"Nie Kong, I know I was wrong. Please forgive me this once?" Qingyue nervously twisted the hem of her skirt, her features scrunched up in a pathetic grimace, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears, like a kitten abandoned by its master.

"Enough, stop pretending! This is the only time, never again!" Nie Kong ground out through clenched teeth, forcing the words out fiercely, though in his own mind, they carried absolutely no weight.

"Nie Kong, Grandma knew you were the best!" Qingyue immediately broke into a bright smile, jumping up and cheering excitedly.

A moment later, she thumped her tiny chest. "Nie Kong, do you still want to fight with Tai Yan? You fought eight times before, but you were unconscious, so you probably didn't feel a thing. Why don't we do it a few times while you're awake? That way, I can continue to serve as your free bed."

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Nie Kong became enraged by embarrassment. "Why did you mess your skirt up so badly? Go clean yourself up quickly."

"Oh."

Qingyue giggled. "Nie Kong, this is evidence of Tai Yan's first time! Grandma deliberately saved it. Wouldn't you like to keep it as a memento?" Seeing Nie Kong glare fiercely at her, Qingyue stuck out her little tongue and quickly shook her skirt; the spots of plum blossom immediately vanished.

"Brother, I also want to fight with the awake you, just like this..." Tai Yan suddenly turned around, presenting her back to Nie Kong, then knelt and prostrated herself on the ground. Because of the posture, the curves of her snow-white hips were startlingly full. Especially as Tai Yan glanced back at this moment, delicately sucking on her fair finger with her crimson lips—it was utterly seductive.

Qingyue watched from the angle Nie Kong couldn't see, chuckling inwardly and giving Tai Yan a thumbs-up. Grandma, I’m truly amazing; I can even think of such a move.

Encouraged, a captivating smile bloomed on Tai Yan's delicate face. Paired with her pure eyes, it was enough to mesmerize anyone, in no way inferior to Long Xuechan's enchanting allure and captivating charm. Gazing sweetly at Nie Kong, Tai Yan murmured, "Brother, I know you like this."

"..."

Nie Kong, already stirred by Tai Yan's sudden display, was nearly brought to a spitting fit by her words. He quickly took a deep breath, sprang up from the ground, and the Lingxi Cover Robe slipped down to conceal his unresponsive member. Then, in a few quick movements, he