Douluo Dalu, a junior student, started his journey after being adopted by Bibi Dong.

Upon hearing the name, Ah Yin turned to look at Yue Qingge and blinked. Her beautiful eyes were filled with a mischievous smile, and her red lips curled up slightly.

"This... seems to be your girlfriend, right?"

She pronounced the words "little girlfriend" softly, with a slight upward inflection at the end, carrying a hint of teasing.

She had heard about the engagement from Bibi Dong, but she never expected to encounter it so soon.

Yue Qingge was somewhat amused and shook her head: "This little princess... is actually still learning etiquette?"

Since we've run into each other, it's good to meet.

He stepped forward and gently knocked on the door of Yuexuan.

Ah Yin followed behind him, her gaze fixed on his tall, slender back, a gentle smile playing on her lips.

She didn't pursue the question of how he knew this was a place for learning etiquette.

The door opened quickly.

A beautiful woman with blue hair opened the door and gracefully placed her hands in front of her, her posture elegant and proper.

Her features were delicate and gentle, with the charm of a mature woman in her eyes and brows, and every smile and frown exuded the grace of a well-bred lady.

Her clothes were luxurious and well-tailored, perfectly concealing her curvaceous figure.

Her gaze swept over the two of them, with a hint of scrutiny and wariness.

Yuexuan is a specialized academy for training noble etiquette. If anyone causes trouble, the royal soul master army will intervene to handle it.

Moreover, Yue Xuan has the powerful backing of the Heaven Dou Empire, who personally said he was "not to be trifled with."

So, all this time, things have been peaceful here.

What brings you two here?

Her voice was polite but distant, but her gaze lingered on Ah Yin's face for a moment longer.

It was the way a woman looked at another woman, with a hint of amazement and a touch of comparison.

Just then, a petite figure peeked out from behind her.

The moment Ning Rongrong saw Yue Qingge, her eyes lit up instantly.

She clutched the hem of her skirt, ran to the door, reached out and tugged at Tang Yuehua's sleeve, her voice sweet and clear:

"Teacher Tang, this is my fiancé, Yue Qingge!"

She called him "fiancé" lightly, her little face slightly raised, with a hint of smugness.

Tang Yuehua turned her gaze to Yue Qingge again and examined her closely.

The boy had handsome and aloof features, an otherworldly temperament, a tall and slender figure, and a faint but powerful aura of soul energy emanating from his body.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and she bowed slightly in acknowledgment.

"So he's the number one prodigy on the Spirit Hall's list of geniuses...no wonder he looked familiar."

Yue Qingge's gaze fell on Ning Rongrong, her lips slightly raised, and she raised her hand to ruffle her hair.

The girl's hair was soft and smooth, slipping through his fingers and carrying a faint fragrance.

"Rongrong's gotten into trouble again?" His voice held a mixture of indulgent helplessness. "We heard Master Tang talking about you from far away."

After speaking, he looked up at Tang Yuehua, his face showing just the right amount of apology: "Thank you for your trouble, Master Tang."

Ning Rongrong, nestled in his arms, stuck out her tongue at him, her little face flushed, her eyes darting around, as if she were up to some mischief.

Tang Yuehua showed no impatience, but rather a relieved smile.

"Rongrong is very smart and quick to understand. She completed all the etiquette tasks very well."

She paused, her gaze falling on Ning Rongrong with a hint of affection, "She's just a little mischievous... but she's still young, children are naturally playful, it's nothing."

She looked up at Yue Qingge, her gaze clear and gentle: "By the way, do you two have something important to discuss? Would you like to speak with Rongrong alone?"

Looking into her clear eyes, Yue Qingge felt a little embarrassed.

"We were delighted to hear your music just now." His tone became even more sincere. "Would the master be so kind as to play a piece?"

Tang Yuehua's lips twitched almost imperceptibly, but it was fleeting, and her expression remained dignified and composed.

"Sorry, I never perform."

Her voice was gentle yet firm, leaving no room for negotiation.

Ning Rongrong, standing to the side, continued chattering: "Hey, Yue Qingge, Teacher Tang is a big shot—ouch, stop ruffling my hair!"

The little girl broke free from his hand, hid behind Tang Yuehua, peeked out half her head, made a face at him, and stuck out her pink little tongue: "Hehehe!"

Upon hearing this, Yue Qingge did not ask for anything more. After exchanging a few polite words with Tang Yuehua, she turned to leave.

Before leaving, he glanced back at Ning Rongrong, who was hiding behind Tang Yuehua, and said in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft:

"Be good, listen to me."

After saying that, he and Ah Yin turned and left.

He heard Ning Rongrong's dissatisfied grumbling behind him, but he didn't turn around.

After taking a few steps, he felt a gaze on his back.

He glanced back.

A woman with short blonde hair was standing by the window of Yuexuan. The moment their eyes met, she hurriedly turned her head away, and the tips of her ears turned a faint pink.

Xueke?

A name flashed through Yue Qingge's mind, but she didn't think much of it and looked away.

Ah Yin gently tugged at his sleeve: "Let's rest for the night and continue our journey tomorrow."

After wandering around for a while, the two arrived at an elegant and noble inn.

The inn's facade is small, but it exudes exquisiteness in every detail: carved window frames, high-ceilinged porches, and flags outside the door swaying in the wind, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

The receptionist gave a friendly smile and bowed.

"Hello, accommodation at Tiandou Inn requires two Gold Soul Coins."

With a flick of her finger, Yue Qingge sent two gold soul coins flying in a graceful arc before landing steadily on the counter.

"Give me a top-notch private room."

"Okay, here is your address."

She presented a jade token with both hands, engraved with the words "Tian Dou No. 91" in small characters.

Yue Qingge took the token, turned around with A Yin, and walked towards the stairs behind them, quickly disappearing around the corner.

A Yin walked beside Yue Qingge, and as they went up the stairs, Yue Qingge's gaze fell on her.

Ah Yin seemed to sense something, turned her head to meet his gaze, her lips slightly upturned, and the corners of her eyes curved into a gentle arc.

She didn't speak, but simply reached out and gently hooked her little finger around his.

The two of them hooked their fingers together and climbed the stairs step by step.

Behind them, a black figure hurriedly caught up.

It was a woman dressed in a black robe, her hood pulled low, revealing only a glimpse of her pale chin and slightly pursed red lips. She strode quickly to the front desk, her voice low and urgent:

"One room."

"Hello, Tiandou Inn..."

Before the receptionist could finish speaking, she quickly handed over two gold soul coins, grabbed the jade token, and hurriedly chased after her.

The jade plaque was engraved with the three small characters "Tian Dou No. 92".

Chapter 111 Obsession

This is the most bustling street in Tiandou City, so the accommodations are naturally very good.

This hotel even has dedicated cleaning and disinfection staff, and the bedding is always replaced with new ones.

The moment Yue Qingge stepped into the room, she immediately set up a light golden soul power barrier, enveloping the entire guest room.

Ah Yin leaned against the side, watching Ruoyue Qingge bustling around, a helpless smile appearing in her eyes.

Her long, dark hair cascaded down to her waist, making her face appear even more fair and beautiful. Her thin lips were slightly pursed, a hint of indulgence and amusement in them: "It's just for one night, is it really necessary to go to such lengths?"

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly stopped, her eyes flashing slightly, as if she had thought of something.

A blush crept silently up to the tips of her ears.

Is he going to work here?

Seeing his premeditated manner, Ah Yin's heart trembled slightly, feeling both shy and expectant.

He thought to himself: He's still obsessed with me.

Seeing Yue Qingge turn around, a mischievous smile on his handsome face, he walked towards her step by step.

His pace was neither hurried nor slow, yet it felt as if he were stepping on her heart.

The lights flickered behind him, and in his deep eyes...

Her figure was reflected in the water.

"Since we're already here..."

Before he finished speaking, he had already reached out and wrapped his arm around Ah Yin's slender waist. His large hand was on her side, and the warmth of his palm wafted through her dress.

Before Ah Yin could even cry out, he had already lifted her up in his arms.

She instinctively put her arm around his shoulder and gripped his collar tightly, the snow rabbit forming a breathtaking arc due to their close contact.

Yue Qingge lowered her head and buried her face in the side of her fair, jade-like neck.

The skin there was so delicate it was almost transparent, with faint blue veins visible.

He gently touched her and felt her body tense up instantly. Then he held her soft flesh and slowly sucked on it.

A string of pale red marks bloomed on her snow-white neck, varying in shades, like plum blossoms falling in the snow.

A-Yin could clearly feel the trail of his noboru moving across her snow-white skin.

A tingling electric current shot from her neck to the top of her head, making her feel weak all over.

"Hmm..." Ah Yin's eyelashes trembled slightly, her hazy eyes were half-closed, and a hint of red appeared at the corners of her eyes. Her red lips parted slightly, and a soft moan escaped her lips.

Her fingers finally rested limply on his shoulder, and she melted into his embrace.

Yue Qingge hugged her and took a few steps back, gently sitting down on the large sofa.

The sofa supported the weight of the two people, making a dull thud.

He took the opportunity to let Ah Yin nestle in his arms and adjusted the angle.

The coffee table happened to be the right height, and Ah Yin could easily support herself on it by simply extending her arm.

Ah Yin leaned against his chest, feeling the warmth and heartbeat behind her. She was both ashamed and angry, and turned her head to glare at him.

That glance, shimmering with tears, a mixture of anger and affection, was truly a vivid and captivating scene.

"Ha..." She half-closed her eyes, her voice laced with a lazy reproach, "You really are... well, you know, when you're well-fed and warm, you think of lust."

Yue Qingge lowered her head and pecked at her cheeks, showering her with kisses like raindrops.

His voice was muffled, hidden in her hair, yet it carried a roguish and self-righteous air: "No, I haven't started eating yet."

Before he finished speaking, his fingers had already deftly slipped inside his clothes.

With a casual flick of her wrist, her clothes were half-undone. The ties of her ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) fell silently, and her outer garment slipped off her shoulders, revealing a section of her fair, snow-white shoulder and delicate collarbone.

Yue Qingge's fingertips slowly glided along her collarbone, feeling its smooth and delicate texture, and she couldn't help but lower her head and place a kiss on it.

Ah Yin's hair was scattered messily over Yue Qingge's shoulders, his dark black hair intertwined with his robes.

Her breathing was slightly rapid, her chest heaving, her fingertips pressed against...

He stood before her, seemingly both rejecting and welcoming, his touch very light.

Just then, a rapid knocking sounded on the door.

Bang bang bang!

Both of them froze, the air seeming to solidify. A vein throbbed on Yue Qingge's forehead, and the intoxication in his eyes was instantly replaced by resentment. He gritted his teeth and muttered a curse under his breath: