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Chapter 108 Wang Dong'er and Wang Qiu'er are jealous of each other (Part 2)
Long Chen laughed heartily: "Haha! Don't worry, young mistress!"

"You all go and have fun with the young master!"

"With a few of us old guys keeping an eye on things in the cabinet, there won't be any trouble! You guys have fun!"

A faint smile appeared on Qi Xue's usually cold face: "Yes, young mistress, don't worry."

Ji Juechen nodded slightly.

"thank you all!"

"Then I'm leaving!"

"Please take care, young mistress!"

Wang Dong'er happily thanked them, and like a joyful butterfly, she skipped and hopped away from the training ground, eager to go back and find Ling Han!
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A corner of the sleeping quarters.

The passionate kissing continued, and the air seemed to become hot and sticky.

His golden dragon eyes were half-closed, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his beautiful face was flushed with emotion.

Wang Qiu'er was completely immersed in the satisfaction of having Ling Han all to herself, and almost forgot about time.

However, Wang Qiu'er's incredibly keen senses clearly detected that Wang Dong'er's cheerful aura was rapidly approaching the bedchamber!
A hint of extreme reluctance and a trace of regret that the "stolen time" was about to end flashed in her golden dragon eyes.

With a mixture of satisfaction and reluctance, she finally brought the long and intense kiss to a slow end.

boo~
Another soft, intimate sound rang out, and their lips parted again, leaving an even more noticeable, glistening silver thread.

Wang Qiu'er breathed slightly, looking at Ling Han's equally dazed eyes and his slightly swollen lips from her kiss, a faint but satisfied smile appeared on her lips.

She quickly straightened her slightly disheveled clothes and long hair, gave Ling Han a quick peck on the lips, and whispered, "Dong'er is back."

A few seconds later, the bedroom door was pushed open, and Wang Dong'er's cheerful voice rang out:
"My husband! I'm back!"

“I told Uncle Long and the others! We can go now!” Wang Dong’er’s energetic voice came to an abrupt halt.

She saw Ling Han and Wang Qiu'er standing in the corner. Ling Han's lips were noticeably more swollen and red than before, and Wang Qiu'er's face still had a lingering blush. The ambiguous atmosphere between the two made her instantly furious!

"Qiu!! Sister!!" Wang Dong'er glared angrily at Wang Qiu'er, her back aching. "Why did you steal food again!!!"

Wang Qiu'er merely gave her a faint, wary look, then gracefully walked to Ling Han's side, taking his other arm. Her cool voice carried a hint of victor's indifference:

"Get ready to go."

Ling Han looked at the two beauties beside him, who were very different in style but equally stunning. One was puffed up like a cat with its fur standing on end, while the other was aloof and proud like a queen. He felt the soft touch on his arm and felt helpless and amused, but also filled with an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

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The following morning, in Tiandou City.

Sunlight spilled onto the bustling streets, dispelling the morning dew and bringing with it a cacophony of noise.

After a night of "rest," Wang Dong'er and Wang Qiu'er both looked radiant and full of energy.

Wang Dong'er wore a light blue butterfly-wing flowing fairy dress. The skirt was so light that it seemed as if dreamy shimmering light would fall with her movements, perfectly accentuating her exquisite figure. Her slender waist was so thin it could be encircled by a single hand, and her full chest exuded youthful vitality. Her long, straight legs were faintly visible beneath the sheer fabric, radiating girlish charm and playfulness. Wang Qiu'er, on the other hand, changed into a perfectly tailored, gold-colored outfit that beautifully outlined her tall and athletic figure. Her shoulders were straight and strong, and her full breasts presented a breathtaking curve under the tight fabric. Her waist was narrow yet powerful, extending downwards to her shapely arms and a pair of incredibly long legs with perfect proportions and slender, smooth lines.

Her beauty is full of power and wild allure, like the most perfect golden sculpture.

Ling Han changed out of the magnificent robes symbolizing his position as the Pavilion Master and into a low-key yet luxurious dark blue casual suit, which accentuated his tall and imposing figure and distinguished demeanor. However, upon closer inspection, one could see a barely perceptible hint of "overexertion!" (He was completely drained!) deep in his eyes.
The three of them walking together instantly became the most dazzling sight on the most bustling central avenue in Tiandou City.

Wang Dong'er's beauty is like the rising sun, bright and charming, attracting everyone's attention; Wang Qiu'er's beauty is like the midday sun, dazzling and imposing, with an unyielding majesty; while Ling Han is like the deep night sky, mysterious and powerful, firmly protecting the two peerless beauties by his side.

Passersby turned their heads in surprise and murmurs, but sensing the faint yet unfathomable aura emanating from the three, no one dared to approach and disturb them.

Wang Dong'er held Ling Han's hand, chattering away like a cheerful little bird.

Wang Qiu'er walked quietly on the other side of Ling Han, her golden dragon eyes scanning the bustling street scene, occasionally glancing at Ling Han with a restrained possessiveness.

"Husband! Sister Qiu'er!"

"Look at that 'Neon Pavilion'! The dresses in the window are so beautiful!" Wang Dong'er, like a happy butterfly, pulled Ling Han's hand and pointed to a beautifully decorated shop with dazzling lights in the window.

Her eyes sparkled with excitement; the allure of shopping is timeless for women.

Ling Han smiled indulgently: "Come on, let's go inside and take a look. Buy whatever you like." He was here today to be both an "ATM" and a "bag-carrying husband."

Although Wang Qiu'er's expression was aloof, her golden dragon eyes swept over the exquisite fabrics and garments, revealing a hint of barely perceptible interest.

Although she is not as outwardly expressive as Wang Dong'er, she also appreciates beautiful things.

As soon as the three entered the Rainbow Pavilion, they were immediately surrounded by a dazzling array of gorgeous clothes.

The shop owner, a shrewd middle-aged woman, immediately recognized the extraordinary bearing of the three, especially the two women who were stunningly beautiful, and warmly greeted them.

"The presence of three distinguished guests brings great honor to our humble shop!"

What style do you need?

"Our shop has recently received a lot of works by top masters..."

Wang Dong'er had already pounced on the most colorful area like a butterfly.

She picked up a long, off-the-shoulder dress that looked like it was woven from the morning glow, held it up against herself, and twirled in front of the huge crystal mirror, the hem fluttering: "Husband! Sister Qiu'er! How about this one?"

"The color suits you very well." Ling Han nodded with a smile.

Wang Qiu'er nodded slightly: "Bright and beautiful."

Receiving affirmation made Wang Dong'er even happier. She then picked up a silver-white halter dress that shimmered like moonlight, its material light and airy, sparkling with starlight: "And this one? It looks so beautiful!"

"Too revealing." Wang Qiu'er's cool voice rang out, her brows furrowing slightly as her gaze swept over the delicate straps and low-cut design.

"Oh my, Qiu'er, isn't it beautiful?" Wang Dong'er said coquettishly.

"It suits you." Ling Han smoothed things over, as Dong'er's liveliness could indeed handle this style.

(End of this chapter)