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Bawanshi was speechless and her pink little mouth opened and closed.

She then remembered that she had indeed spent the previous week sitting by candlelight with this possessive dragon fairy, painstakingly counseling her in various ways...

(And now I’m the one who’s anxious?!)

She angrily grabbed a macaron and stuffed it into her mouth, but the sweet taste couldn't suppress the depression in her heart.

Melyuchina had collapsed back against the window, basking in the sun like a sated cat, the tip of her silver tail wagging gleefully.

But suddenly, her silver dragon tail stopped swinging, and she narrowed her eyes slightly as if she had thought of some interesting idea.

The moonlight filtered through the window lattice, casting tiny spots of light on Melyuchina's delicate profile.

"Since you are so anxious..."

She raised her chin lazily, a cunning curve at the corner of her mouth, and a mischievous light flashed in her golden vertical pupils.

His fingertips tapped lightly on the windowsill, making a crisp sound.

Bawanshi's ears pricked up in alertness, and the crystal hair accessories on her long pink hair jingled as she turned her head.

There was a hint of doubt in her gray eyes, but she was unconsciously attracted by Melyuchina's mysterious tone.

The dragon fairy stood up gracefully, her long silver hair flowing like moonlight.

She slowly approached Bawanshi and leaned over to whisper in her ear:

"How about this..."

The warm breath brushed past my ears with a hint of provocation.

"Tonight, shall I take you and Xiao Yuan to play together?"

She deliberately dragged out the last word, giving it an ambiguous tone that made one's heart beat faster.

Melyuchina's fingertips gently brushed across Bawanshi's collarbone, her silver nails gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

Bawanxi's pupils suddenly contracted, and her cheeks instantly turned red.

She opened her mouth to retort, but found that her voice had become dry.

A sudden gust of night wind blew in from outside the window, making the curtains rustle, as if fueling this bold proposal.

(This dragon...when did it become so talkative?!)

Bawanshi cursed in her heart, but she couldn't control her accelerated heartbeat.

Melyuchina had already stood up, her long silver hair drawing a graceful arc as she turned around, leaving only a meaningful back view.

……

"How's it going~ Xiao Yuan~"

Melyuchina's long silver hair shone like flowing water in the candlelight. She pushed Bavanshi forward with a wicked smile.

The pink little elf staggered and fell directly into Zhou Yuan's arms.

"We have a new playmate tonight~"

The dragon fairy leaned lazily against the carved bedpost, her slender fingertips gently fiddling with the flame on the candlestick.

The firelight danced in her golden vertical pupils, reflecting a mischievous smile.

At this moment, Bawanshi looked like a frightened rabbit, and her pointed ears under her long pink hair were flushed red.

She had vowed to let Zhou Yuan see the charm of a mature woman yesterday, but now she hunched her shoulders and even her signature sharp tongue disappeared without a trace.

"Isn't it that..."

Melyuchina deliberately dragged out the tone, and the silver dragon tail swayed lightly with joy.

"Do you want Xiao Yuan to feel the charm of a mature woman?"

She snapped her fingers gracefully, and the tassels on the bed curtains fell, forming an ambiguous barrier around the three of them.

The candlelight shone through the veil, casting a soft glow on Bawanshi's flushed cheeks.

"Shall we get started?"

The dragon fairy leaned forward, her silver hair falling on Zhou Yuan's shoulders like a waterfall.

Her cold fingertips gently lifted Ba Wanxi's chin, forcing the shy little goblin to look at Zhou Yuan.

"wait wait wait!"

Bawanshi's voice suddenly became as thin as a mosquito's.

"I'm not ready..."

Her gray eyes were filled with moisture, and her former arrogance had now turned into helpless shyness.

The slender fingers unconsciously grabbed Zhou Yuan's collar, even hiding the sharp fangs.

Melyuchina chuckled softly, and her laughter, like silver bells, echoed between the curtains.

She poked Bawanshi's burning cheek maliciously:

"Where is that little pepper who threatened to teach someone a lesson during the day?"

Outside the window, a full moon quietly hid in the clouds, as if it couldn't bear to see the rare embarrassment of this proud and arrogant fairy.

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“I feel like this scene looks familiar...”

The corners of Zhou Yuan's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked down at Ba Wanxi, who was fainting in his arms like a dead rabbit.

The pink little elf was breathing evenly at this moment, and her long eyelashes cast fine shadows on her cheeks, completely different from her previous aggressive look.

He sighed helplessly, his tone filled with a bit of amusement and sadness:

"Is this a common problem among Vampire ladies?"

Melyuchina lazily tossed her long silver hair, her dragon tail drawing a nonchalant arc on the carpet.

She tilted her head and looked at him for a moment, a mischievous glint flashing in her golden pupils.

"I thought that 'Tristan', who made such grand statements, was a true warrior..."

She deliberately imitated Bawanshi's arrogant tone during the day.

"I didn't expect it to be like this?"

The dragon fairy lightly tapped her chin with her slender fingertips, pretending to be in deep thought:

"How many times has this been? Three? Or two?"

She pointed meaningfully at her moist lips, her silver nails gleaming with an ambiguous sheen in the candlelight.

"Don't talk so much, just settle her down first."

Zhou Yuan shook his head helplessly and was about to stand up when Melyuchina grabbed his shoulder.

The silver-haired dragon fairy showed a dangerous smile, and casually wrapped the unconscious Bawanxi in the silk blanket like a spring roll, with a skillful movement that was heartbreaking.

"Tsk~ No need to be so troublesome~"

She deftly pushed the "pink spring roll" to the corner of the bed, and when she turned around, her long silver hair flowed like moonlight.

She straddled Zhou Yuan with her long legs, and gently lifted his chin with her cold fingertips.

"Next..."

She leaned close, her breath scented with roses,

"It's my turn now~ Xiao Yuan~"

The golden pupils shrank into thin lines in the dim candlelight, and a dangerous arc appeared at the corner of Melyuchina's mouth:

"I will help Bawanshi..."

The silver dragon's tail slowly wrapped around his waist.

"I want to get back what she owes me~"

Outside the window, the last candle went out with a snap.

The moonlight shines through the gauze curtains, casting a hazy silver glow on the entangled figures.

The "Pink Spring Roll" forgotten in the corner of the bed just smacked its lips unconsciously, turned over and continued to sleep soundly.

Chapter 82 Patchouli: Don’t even think about it!

"I really can't stand it!"

Patchouli snapped the ancient book shut in her hand. The heavy pages stirred up a breeze that messed up her purple bangs.

The usually gentle witch showed a rare angry expression at this moment, and dangerous flames danced in her amethyst-like eyes, causing Zhou Yuan, who had just stepped into the library, to freeze in place, and even his breathing became lighter unconsciously.

"What's wrong, Patchy? Did anyone mess with you?"

Zhou Yuan asked cautiously, unconsciously taking half a step back.

He keenly noticed that the witch's fingertips were emitting an unnatural magical glow, the feather pen on the table was trembling slightly, and the liquid in the ink bottle was boiling strangely.

"You still dare to say who offended me?"

She rapped her knuckles on the mahogany tabletop in frustration, and each knock made the magic books on the shelf tremble.

The falling cherry blossoms outside the window suddenly changed their trajectory, swirling in the air, as if echoing their owner's anger. The flames on the candlesticks also surged, stretching her shadow far longer.

"What do you all think of my library?!"

Patchouli's face flushed unnaturally, and even her voice rose an octave.

She stood up suddenly, and the sleeves of her heavy witch robe drew a sharp arc in the air, bringing with them a breeze mixed with the fragrance of herbs:

"One by one, come to me for tea after you finish your gun fight!"

She gnashed her teeth and complained, her fingers trembling.

"And you still have to share your 'experiences' with me!"

The witch's fingers unconsciously twisted the corners of her robes. At first, Remi Fran was fine, after all, they were old friends for hundreds of years.

Later Bawanshi was barely acceptable, at least he was sensible;

But in the end, he didn't expect that Melyuchina, who had just chatted with him not long ago, would come to join in the fun and describe those embarrassing details in vivid detail.

The more she listened, the more awkward her mood became, and in the end she simply attributed all her resentment to a certain culprit.

"Is this your 'post-war review room'?! Or is it——"

Zhou Yuan's eyes widened immediately, and he quickly waved his hands to explain:

"But I haven't said anything yet?!"

He regretted it as soon as he said it.

A cold light flashed across Patchouli's glasses, and the temperature of the entire library dropped sharply in an instant, and even breathing could be seen as white mist.

The magic books on the bookshelf flipped automatically without wind, making a rustling sound, and several banned books even floated up from the bookshelf automatically.

"Oh?"

The witch lady's voice suddenly became unusually gentle. She slowly pulled out a thick book from the bookshelf. The large gold-plated words on the cover, "The Complete Book of Forbidden Black Magic", gleamed in the candlelight.

The page automatically turned to a certain chapter, on which was a picture of a human figure entangled in chains.

"So you're going to tell it?"

She gracefully pushed up her glasses, a dangerous glint flashing in her purple eyes. Zhou Yuan's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and a fine layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He noticed that Patchouli's fingertips had begun to gather magic power, and the air was filled with the smell of ozone.

(This is really... a mouthful of trouble...)

Zhou Yuan sighed in his heart, his eyes unconsciously glancing towards the exit, only to find that the door of the library had been closed silently at some point.

At this critical moment, the door of the library suddenly slid open silently.

"Lady Patchouli, it's time to take your medicine!"

Sakuya Izayoi's elegant figure appeared between the two of them like a ghost, her long silver-gray hair glowing softly in the candlelight.