Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

If Ye Qiu didn't have feelings for her, Zhu Zhuqing definitely wouldn't have given in.

Thinking of all this, Zhu Zhuyun no longer hesitated and gently leaned into Ye Qiu's arms. Ye Qiu remained calm and did not push her away. Instead, he placed one hand on her right shoulder and gently held her head with the other, stroking it softly.

Feeling Ye Qiu's gentleness, Zhu Zhuyun couldn't help but smile contentedly.

She could smell a familiar scent on him, a fragrance that included Ye Qiu's own, Zhu Zhuqing's natural scent, and a strange smell that she could only detect after she had taken matters into her own hands when she longed for Ye Qiu to the bone.

Chapter 505 That lunatic Davis

Smelling the still slightly damp scent on Ye Qiu's body.

Zhu Zhuyun's face flushed crimson, and she couldn't help but rub against Ye Qiu's stomach, teasingly saying:

"It seems my call came at a rather inopportune time, disturbing your and Zhuqing's loving evening."

She hadn't expected Zhu Zhuqing to be so generous.

Zhu Zhuyun knew some of the things about Ye Qiu and his woman from Zhu Zhuqing.

It would take many days for them to take turns, and the key issue is that Ye Qiu doesn't have time to be intimate with them every night.

He also makes time to cultivate.

"how could be!"

Ye Qiu shook his head slightly and comforted him:

“Sister Zhuyun, you’re injured this time. If Zhuqing finds out, she’ll be even more worried than I am.”

"In this kind of emergency, calling me twice wouldn't be an overreaction..."

Zhu Zhuyun touched her eye socket; there was still some blood at the corner of her eye.

He pouted, "If I use your soul skill twice, won't my eyes hurt like crazy? I might not even be able to see you enter the secret chamber right away..."

"I will heal Sister Zhuyun."

Ye Qiu spoke softly, her hand that had been stroking Zhu Zhuyun's head now gently caressing her pretty face.

Warm soul power overflows...

Zhu Zhuyun could feel a slight warmth and itchiness.

Ye Qiu could clearly feel the heat on her face, and the comforting kiss from Zhu Zhuyun's lips in his palm.

"Then I'll thank Xiao Qiu in advance."

Like a cat, Zhu Zhuyun playfully stuck out her tongue and gently kissed Ye Qiu's palm.

Ye Qiu was restless.

Zhu Zhuyun, who was leaning against Ye Qiu's chest, immediately felt Ye Qiu's steely and fiery will rushing towards her face.

The thick, hot breath made her face flush red.

Ye Qiu awkwardly shifted his body, while Zhu Zhuyun, who was in his arms, hugged his waist.

She buried her head in Ye Qiu's arms.

"Xiao Qiu, with so many women around... are you still shy?"

"I'm not that..."

Ye Qiu's voice was hesitant. He felt that he wasn't shy, but rather that he felt it was inappropriate to point at people.

Especially since this person is Zhu Qing's older sister.

Zhu Zhuyun's face was flushed. Now that Zhu Zhuqing was not by her side, this was a perfect opportunity for her to take the position.

She simply couldn't believe that she had such a hot figure.

They still won't be able to win over Ye Qiu.

She pressed her chest against him, hugging Ye Qiu tightly, and said in a trembling voice:

"Perfect timing, I'm a little cold... come closer to me."

Ye Qiu felt his will weaken and his body sway uncontrollably.

"Whoo~"

He let out a long breath.

Looking at Zhu Zhuyun, who was holding him tightly, Ye Qiu gradually became more at ease.

Since you already have an idea, why hide it?

Despite Zhu Zhuyun's pressure, Ye Qiu focused on treating the injuries on her back.

Watching the churning flesh gradually heal.

Ye Qiu couldn't help but remind her, "Sister Zhuyun, I wasn't joking with you just now. If there's an emergency next time... just use both of your soul skills. Otherwise, I might not be able to get here in time..."

During this time.

Every time Zhu Zhuyun wanted to see Ye Qiu, she would activate the soul skill that Ye Qiu had stored in her eyes.

What should have been used for early warning and saving lives has become a signal transmitter.

This happened repeatedly...

It was like the boy who cried wolf, which made Ye Qiu take it lightly. Before he arrived, he was even being all lovey-dovey with Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuyun, who was blowing a warm, fragrant breeze towards Ye Qiu, which was fueling Ye Qiu's arrogance, suddenly raised her head.

"What? Even if I use only one after this incident, Xiao Qiu still won't be nervous?"

Ye Qiu said helplessly, "Of course not, but if I do that..."

"Haha...Alright, I know. Zhuqing has many sisters, and you can't possibly devote all your attention to me."

Zhu Zhuyun chuckled twice and flicked Xiao Qiu in front of her.

"Xiao Qiu, I've remembered what you said."

Ye Qiu's face darkened. Zhu Zhuyun's behavior was extremely impolite and blatantly provocative.

The other women, even Ning Rongrong, all treated him with great respect, always gently inviting him out and gently sending him back. If it weren't for his promise to Ning Rongrong and his concern for Zhu Zhuyun's injury... Ye Qiu would now want Zhu Zhuyun to see how formidable he was.

“Hahaha…”

Zhu Zhuyun pulled up her neat short hair, revealing her beautiful, fiery red face. She tilted her head back, her narrow-mindedness fully visible to Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu suddenly felt his head was getting hot.

"Sister Zhuyun, stop fooling around."

By this time, Ye Qiu had already healed her injuries. Despite his dry mouth, he pulled up Zhu Zhuyun's clothes, covering her smooth, porcelain-like shoulders.

He then quickly withdrew.

Zhu Zhuyun was caught off guard, and Ye Qiu escaped.

Seeing him sitting awkwardly across from her, his face flushed, she couldn't help but give him a resentful glare.

"Xiao Qiu, am I that scary? I've already told you... you can do whatever you want to me!"

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Zhu Zhuyun, being somewhat rebellious, pulled the clothes that Ye Qiu had helped her pull back down again.

Originally, it was just a crossbody bag, but now it reveals both shoulders, as well as a slightly plump, crescent-shaped nipple.

Ye Qiu sighed and said with a smile, "Sister Zhuyun, let's talk about something serious."

"What? My marriage... isn't that a serious matter?"

Zhu Zhuyun raised an eyebrow, secretly pleased as she glanced at Ye Qiu's gaze, which she had been giving intentionally or unintentionally.

"Uh..."

Ye Qiu opened his mouth.

Zhu Zhuyun's offensive was too powerful; he was finding it difficult to defend himself.

When she tried to pour herself a cup of tea, Zhu Zhuyun handed her her teacup instead.

"This is the one you've always used."

Zhu Zhuyun's face flushed slightly.

Sometimes she thinks about it... she feels like she's a pervert, liking to sit in the spot Ye Qiu used to sit in and use his cup.

But what can she do?

Despite being so far apart, Zhu Zhuqing was always there whenever Ye Qiu came over.

This was the only way she could alleviate her longing.

What embarrasses her most is adding more hot water to the bathtub while taking a shower.

Ye Qiu paused, then gave Zhu Zhuyun, whose face was flushed and she looked somewhat ashamed, a strange look on her face.

Reaching out to take the teacup, he smiled and said:

"Thank you, Sister Zhuyun."