One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"Lingyu is too reserved and introverted. I'm worried that he lacks experience and won't be able to handle that vixen. We're just here as his family, providing him with tactical guidance at this crucial moment!"

"Besides, Rongshan's noodles are so delicious, wouldn't it be a waste not to watch some good shows with them?"

Zhang Chulan: "..."

In the room.

Zhang Lingyu had no idea that three “tactical advisors” were squatting outside the window eating noodles.

He was carefully wiping the black ash off Xia He's face.

As the stains were wiped away little by little, the stunningly beautiful face that haunted his dreams and caused him unbearable pain was once again clearly revealed before his eyes.

Zhang Lingyu's movements became slower and slower, and her eyes became softer and softer.

My fingers, through the towel, gently traced her eyebrows, eyes, and nose, finally resting on her slightly chapped red lips.

“Xia He…”

He murmured softly, his voice filled with endless repression and longing:

"Why did you come...why did you come for me..."

Just then.

Those tightly closed, beautiful eyes suddenly trembled.

brush!

Xia He suddenly opened her eyes.

Where was there even a trace of the dazed look of unconsciousness in those eyes?

He was clearly as clear-headed as a cunning fox!

"Got you?"

Xia He's voice was hoarse and languid.

Before Zhang Lingyu could react, her hand, which had been hanging limply at her side, suddenly shot out like lightning and grabbed Zhang Lingyu's wrist!

"Xia...Xia He?! You're awake?!"

Zhang Lingyu was so frightened that she instinctively wanted to back away.

But Xia He would never give him a chance to escape.

"Trying to run? Too late!"

Xia He's lips curled into a wicked smile, and she suddenly exerted force on her hand.

Zhang Lingyu was afraid of hurting her, so he didn't dare to use his Qi to resist. As a result, he lost his balance and fell forward!

"boom!"

The two collided head-on.

However, this time it wasn't Zhang Lingyu who suppressed Xia He.

Instead, Xia He flipped over and used the opponent's force against them, instantly reversing the situation!

"Boom!"

A muffled thud.

Zhang Lingyu was pinned to the headboard, her hands held above her head by Xia He's single hand, putting her in a shameful position.

Xia He straddled his waist, looking down at him.

Her long pink hair fell down, brushing against Zhang Lingyu's cheeks, tickling her and carrying a heart-stirring fragrance.

"Master Lingyu..."

Xia He leaned close to his ear, her breath sweet as orchids:

"I heard... that you're to keep a close watch on me?"

"What? Are you locking me up here to torture me?"

"No... not..."

Zhang Lingyu's face was burning red, and he dared not look at the woman on top of him. He could only stare intently at the ceiling and stammered an explanation:

"It was...it was Second Uncle who said...that I needed to undergo labor reform...I...I did this to heal your wounds..."

"Healing?"

Xia He chuckled softly, her fingers gently tracing Zhang Lingyu's bobbing Adam's apple, sliding down to his chest.

"And here? Are the wounds here... healed?"

"Your heart is beating so fast it's going to rip your clothes."

"Xia He! You...you mustn't do this! Get down here!"

Zhang Lingyu felt like she was suffocating, and the Qi within her body began to surge uncontrollably.

"I do not."

Xia He didn't get down; instead, she pressed herself down even lower, her nose almost touching Zhang Lingyu's.

The mockery in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by a deep and scrutinizing gaze.

"Zhang Lingyu, look at me."

"Since you dared to bring me back, and dared to protect me in front of the Old Celestial Master..."

"Then tell me, do you... still have feelings for me?"

outside the window.

"Holy crap! That was amazing! So exciting!!"

Zhang Chulan was so excited he almost slammed the bowl on his head, and roared in a low voice:

"Wall slam! Or bed slam! This Xia He is too fierce! She's a heroine!"

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Zhang Tianyi slurped her noodles while shaking her head and commenting:

"Lingyu is no good, he's too passive. He should take the initiative and go all out now! What a waste of all that muscle."

Feng Baobao peeked inside and asked with a serious expression:

"What are they doing? Is that girl practicing sumo wrestling?"

"Ahem...more or less, this is adult sumo."

Zhang Tianyi suppressed a laugh.

inside the house.

The atmosphere had become incredibly thick.

Faced with Xia He's soul-searching question, Zhang Lingyu's defenses finally crumbled.

He stopped dodging, turned his head, and stared intently at Xia He, who was right in front of him.

The panic in his eyes gradually subsided, replaced by a resolute determination.

"Have."

This single word, though light, carries immense weight.

Xia He paused for a moment, then smiled.

She laughed so hard her body trembled, but tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

"fool……"

She lowered her head, her red lips slowly approaching, less than a centimeter away from Zhang Lingyu's lips.

Their breaths mingled.

The ambiguous relationship escalates.

It looked like something inappropriate for children was about to happen.

At this critical moment.

"Clang!!!"

The door, which was originally tightly closed, was kicked open with extreme force!

The two door panels swayed precariously, groaning under the weight of the load.

The two people on the bed froze instantly, as if struck by lightning.

Xia He suddenly straightened up, and Zhang Lingyu was so frightened that he almost went berserk on the spot.

All I could see was the doorway.

Zhang Tianyi held a large bowl in his hand, with half a noodle in his mouth, still in the posture of kicking the door, looking at the two people in the room with a "surprised" expression.

Behind him, Zhang Chulan held a bowl, forcing an awkward smile.

Feng Baobao was shoveling the last bite of noodles into her mouth with her chopsticks.

"oops!"

Zhang Tianyi slurped the noodles in his mouth, making a loud "slurp" sound.

Then, in an extremely exaggerated tone, he shouted loudly:

"Excuse me! You've come to the wrong door!"

"I was going to ask Lingyu if you wanted a midnight snack, Rongshan's noodles smell so good."

"did not expect……"

Zhang Tianyi pointed to the two people on the bed in an extremely ambiguous position and revealed a meaningful smile:

"Looks like you've already started eating?"

"This late-night snack...is quite plentiful."

"Second...Second Martial Uncle!!!"