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Chapter 78 Sleeping with Dong'er and Qiu'er

Deep within the main hall of the Beast God Pavilion lies Ling Han's private bedroom.

The night was deep, and the moonlight shone through the huge glass windows, casting a cool and soft glow that gilded the luxurious furnishings in the hall with a silver edge.

A large, carved rosewood bed, big enough to comfortably seat five people, now seemed rather "crowded."

Ling Han slept in the very middle. He was only wearing a thin silk robe, which outlined the young man's slightly thin but already beginning-to-be-tall figure.

His eyes were closed, and his breathing was even, but his slightly furrowed brows showed that he was not completely asleep.

The reason was simple—the warm, soft touches from both sides and the familiar, intoxicating fragrance, like the softest feathers, constantly stirred his senses.

On the left is Wang Qiu'er.

Her sleeping posture... was less like sleeping and more like a declaration of possession.

A long, slender arm, radiating incredible strength, domineeringly stretched across Ling Han's waist, pulling him close without a word. Ling Han's back was almost completely pressed against her soft, supple body, and through the thin silk nightgown, he could clearly feel the astonishing curves of her figure.

A few strands of her long, golden hair fell loosely on Ling Han's neck, causing a slightly itchy sensation.

Her nightgown was a deep night sky blue, and the silky material perfectly outlined her high, full breasts and her powerful waist that tapered sharply downwards.

The skirt hem only reached mid-thigh, and two straight, slender, and perfectly sculpted legs stretched out unrestrainedly, gleaming with a lustrous sheen under the moonlight. The muscle lines of the legs were smooth and firm, containing the explosive power of the golden dragon bloodline.

Her cool and aloof face appeared slightly softer in the moonlight. Her breathing was even, and her long eyelashes covered her eyelids, making her look like a sleeping female warrior.

But the faint dragon's might and warm body temperature that he unconsciously exuded were like the most domineering heater, firmly "locking" Ling Han in his arms.

Her chin was almost touching the top of Ling Han's head, and her breath gently brushed against his hair, bringing a slight tingling sensation.

On the right is Wang Dong'er.

She presented a completely different picture. Like a kitten seeking warmth, she nestled sideways, almost half her body close to Ling Han's embrace.

Her long, light blue hair was spread out on the pillow like a flowing galaxy.

Her nightgown was a pure moon white, made of a light material, and adorned with tiny, starlight-like silver threads.

This nightgown is a bit more "daring" in style. Although the upper body is covered, the V-neck design makes the round and perky curves faintly visible, rising and falling slightly with each breath.

And the hemline... was shockingly short!

The light barely covered her pert buttocks, leaving her two equally long, yet even more slender and lustrous legs, like those sculpted from mutton-fat jade, completely exposed to the moonlight and Ling Han's gaze. Her sleeping posture carried a girlish innocence, with one leg even unconsciously resting on Ling Han's leg, her small and delicate feet slightly curled up.

Her arm was wrapped around one of Ling Han's arms, her cheek was pressed against his shoulder, and there was a sweet, satisfied smile on her lips, as if she was having a beautiful dream.

Ling Han was caught in the middle.

boom!
An indescribable surge of heat instantly rose from Ling Han's lower abdomen and rushed straight to his head!
His already flushed cheeks turned completely red!
My heart pounded wildly in my chest like a drum.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his icy blue pupils gleaming with embarrassment, awkwardness, and... a hint of barely suppressed heat in the moonlight.

Not a serious person!
Ling Han cursed himself inwardly. He was certainly not some saint who had transcended worldly desires.

In both his past and present lives, he has had normal, even quite strong, desires.

However, he was still young and his soul power level was low before. In addition, the Beast God Pavilion was newly established and there were many complicated matters, so he suppressed those thoughts.

But now... in the dead of night, with a soft, fragrant body in his arms, and such an exquisite beauty, pressed so close to him in such a seductive manner... this is simply the ultimate test of willpower!

He shifted his body slightly, trying to get rid of this "awkward" and "fatal" contact.

hiss--!
Ling Han gasped, feeling a surge of evil fire coursing through his body.
He tried to extinguish this evil fire with the chill of extreme ice.

He quietly and very slowly opened his eyes a crack.

The bedchamber wasn't completely dark; the bright moonlight provided ample illumination.

By the moonlight, he first saw Wang Qiu'er, who was right in front of him.

The silk fabric of her nightgown shimmered softly in the moonlight, clinging to the curves of her body.

From Ling Han's upward angle, one could clearly see the proud, full curves of her breasts outlined in a breathtaking silhouette beneath her nightgown, rising and falling slightly with her steady breathing.

His gaze moved down to her flat, firm abdomen, and further down... Ling Han felt his breathing quicken, and he quickly looked away, but his eyes involuntarily fell on her arms wrapped around his chest.

The arms had smooth, powerful lines, and the skin, under the moonlight, resembled the finest white jade, radiating a lustrous sheen.

Moving the gaze downwards, past the breathtaking curves of the waist and hips, one arrives at two long, straight, and powerfully beautiful legs. Moonlight flows across the taut skin, giving it a luminous glow, extending all the way to the alluring shadows deep within the hem of the skirt.

A primal urge to conquer the powerful mother dragon grew uncontrollably in Ling Han's heart.

(End of this chapter)