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

"Who is it... Honestly, ruining my plans."

Ah Yin quickly broke free from his embrace and hurriedly straightened her clothes.

Her fingertips trembled slightly, and the blush on her face had not yet faded. She raised her hand to tidy her disheveled hair and then pursed her slightly swollen lips.

He turned and glared at Yue Qingge, clearly saying: Look what you've done.

Yue Qingge blinked innocently, took a deep breath, and called out loudly, "Coming!"

His tone still maintained a semblance of politeness, as if he weren't the one who had just been causing trouble on the sofa.

Ah Yin checked her appearance one last time, making sure she was dressed properly, before nodding slightly in acknowledgment. Yue Qingge got up, walked to the door, and opened it.

A man in a black robe stood outside the door, his hood pulled low, revealing only a section of his fair chin and a strand of dark hair. His aura was restrained and unfathomable.

Yue Qingge was clearly surprised that it was a woman knocking on the door. She frowned slightly and spoke first: "Who are you? We don't seem to know each other."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other person slowly raised his hand and took off his hood, revealing a cool and beautiful face.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains shrouded in mist, her eyes like a cold pool reflecting the moon, and her long black hair was loosely tied up with a jade hairpin, with a few stray strands hanging down beside her ears.

Her skin was like solidified cream, her lips were pale, and her whole demeanor was as cold as water. Her features were exquisite and aloof, and there was a sense of composure between her brows. However, when she looked at Yue Qingge, she forced out what she thought was a gentle smile.

"Do you remember me?" she said softly, her voice softening. "Last time in the Star Dou Forest, I was being chased... and you saved me."

Yue Qingge gazed intently at the familiar face, memories slowly resurfacing. Upon closer inspection, those cool, clear eyes did indeed seem somewhat familiar.

He stepped slightly to the side, making a "please" gesture, and said in a gentle and polite voice, "In that case... please come in."

The woman in black robes nodded slightly and stepped inside. Her steps were light and cautious, yet she showed no sign of panic. Her gaze swept across the room, and then she abruptly stopped.

She saw a woman sitting gracefully on the sofa, her demeanor gentle and tender.

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She leaned against the sofa armrest, her posture languid and elegant, her eyes misty with smoke as she looked over with a smile.

She had already changed into a simple long dress, but it couldn't hide her exquisite figure and natural charm.

What terrified the woman in black even more was that she was completely unable to sense anything.

I could sense this person's presence.

It appears calm and still, but in reality it is as deep as the sea, as if you are facing a bottomless, icy pool.

The woman in the black robe instinctively pressed her palm lightly in front of her, alarm bells ringing in her mind.

She had seen countless powerful figures and considered herself to have a broad perspective, but this woman in front of her gave her an unfathomable sense of suffocation.

They are very strong, far beyond what I can match.

The thought exploded in her mind, and she instinctively took a half step back, then forced herself to steady herself and maintain her composure.

She took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in her heart, and stated her purpose first: "I am the Dean of Tianshui Academy... Shui Rou Do..."

Chapter 112 After a good meal, one thinks...

She looked up, meeting Yue Qingge's gaze directly, her voice clear and earnest, "Thank you for saving my life. Is there... anything I can do to help you?"

As she spoke, she took off her black robe, revealing a pair of slender, fair hands.

A layer of shimmering white light emanated from the storage ring on her index finger, and a pale blue arrow slowly appeared in her palm.

The arrow was crystal clear, exuding a chilling aura and shimmering with iridescent light; it was the very arrow left behind by Yue Qingge that day.

"These are the arrows you left behind." Shui Rouxin held the arrows and took two steps forward.

"I sensed its connection to you, which is why I've come all this way."

She looked up, a stubborn glint in her eyes, "I don't want to miss this opportunity."

When Yue Qingge heard the words "Dean of Tianshui Academy," a look of realization flashed in her eyes.

No wonder... the person in front of me does bear a resemblance to those students from Tianshui Academy.

He slowly raised his eyes and met Shui Rouxin's earnest gaze, which was filled with gratitude and determination.

He immediately smiled gently, reached out and took the arrow, but instead of dissipating it, he gently placed it back into his storage ring.

"The dean of Tianshui Academy..." He smiled, "Now that we know your identity, things are much easier. Don't worry about repaying a debt of gratitude. It was just a matter of fate that day, and I did it on a whim."

Shui Rouxin frowned slightly, but her tone was unusually firm: "But you did save my life. I should repay your life-saving grace tenfold."

She paused, lowered her voice slightly, but became even more serious, "I, Shui Rouxin, never owe anyone anything."

Ah Yin, who had been sitting quietly to the side, suddenly chuckled softly.

The laughter was like a spring breeze, yet it carried an indescribable mischievousness.

She looked up at Shui Rouxin, her emerald eyes brimming with laughter, her lips parted slightly, and her voice was languid and tinged with a hint of mockery:

"Since this young lady insists so much... then she may marry my Qingge."

She paused, tilted her head, and her dark hair slipped down her shoulder, revealing a section of her fair neck with a few faint red marks. These were the "strawberries" left by Yue Qingge earlier.

"My Qingge is worthy of you too," she added, her tone matter-of-fact.

"Mom—" Yue Qingge glanced at A Yin with a wry smile.

He hadn't expected his mother to pull this stunt. He gave her a wink: Stop it.

Ah Yin didn't even glance at him. Her eyes were filled with a smile as she looked at Shui Rouxin's cold and aloof face, which showed embarrassment and helplessness.

She shifted her slender waist slightly, finding a more comfortable position to lean back on the sofa. Her long, flowing black hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her long legs were crossed. Every gesture she made exuded a languid charm.

She thought to herself, feeling quite pleased with herself. "We should let the baby find all the beautiful women in the world."

He took a closer look at her; her figure was exquisite, her waist slender as a willow, her breasts full and round like mountains. Her aura was cool yet approachable; she was truly a rare beauty.

Ah Yin's gaze swept over Shui Rouxin, and she became more and more satisfied with her.

Shui Rouxin blushed deeply at those words.

In all her years, she had never been proposed to so openly.

A blush spread across her cool, aloof face.

She opened her mouth, as if to say something, but after stammering for a long time, she managed to utter a few words:

"I...I was born before you were born, you were born after me...I am already old..."

Her voice grew softer and softer until it was almost barely audible.

At that moment, any thought of repaying the debt of gratitude almost vanished; only one thought filled her mind: to leave this place. Immediately, right now.

Ah Yin, however, wouldn't let it go. She sat up straight, smiling as she pressed her advantage: "We're all Soul Masters, with long lifespans and eternal youth. My baby even has the potential to become a god..."

She blinked, her eyes full of mischief. "What does age even matter?"

Shui Rouxin lowered her head, her slender fingertips almost digging a three-bedroom apartment out of the floor.

Her ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed, and her breathing became erratic; where was the composure and calmness of the Dean of Tianshui Academy?

Seeing her looking like she wanted to disappear into the ground, Yue Qingge finally had no choice but to speak up and help her out.

He stepped forward, standing between Ah Yin and Shui Rouxin, his voice gentle yet tinged with apology: "Mom, please don't say anymore... Dean Shui has her own reasons."

Ah Yin gave him a sharp look with her beautiful eyes, then turned her head away, pouting her red lips, looking coquettish as if to say, "I'm ignoring you."

Yue Qingge turned to Shui Rouxin, slowing her speech, each word clear and sincere:

"Now that I know Dean Shui's identity and the location of Tianshui Academy, there's no rush to repay my debt. If I ever need anything in the future..."

He smiled slightly, "I will certainly pay you a visit."

Shui Rouxin raised her head, her clear, cool eyes filled with gratitude.

She nodded repeatedly, as if afraid they would change their minds: "Um...um...okay...okay..."

"Well...I'll take my leave now." She hurriedly said a few polite words, her voice trembling with a hint of relief.

Thank you... thank you for your hospitality... another day... another day...

She put on her black robe, turned around, and left, practically fleeing in panic.

She practically stormed out the door, not even caring about her manners.

"Bang.

As she left, she made sure to close the door gently, even the act of closing the door conveyed a sense of relief at surviving a close call.

The footsteps faded into the distance, and the room fell silent for a moment.

Ah Yin slowly turned her head back, a faint smile curving her lips, her eyebrows and eyes curved, her pink cheeks still bearing the faint blush that had not yet faded.

She raised her hand and tucked a stray hair behind her ear, the movement elegant and nonchalant.

"How was it?" She turned her head to look at Yue Qingge, her eyes filled with a smug sense of accomplishment.

"She's so beautiful. Her cool face has a hint of naivety, and her figure is graceful and shapely, with curves in all the right places..."

She chuckled softly, "Even Mom is a little envious."

After saying that, she deliberately raised her head and puffed out her chest, her slender waist arching slightly backward, revealing her enviable curves.

Yue Qingge did not respond.

He simply stood up slowly and took a step closer to Ah Yin.

His shadow enveloped her completely.

Ah Yin subconsciously shrank back, but there was no fear in her eyes, only a hint of feigned modesty and reproach.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, like two startled butterflies.

"That....

Yue Qingge leaned down, bracing herself on either side of her, trapping her between the sofa and herself.

He lowered his head, his eyes locked on hers, his voice deep and passionate, with a hint of husky laughter, "Let me help Mom... grow up."

Before he finished speaking, he pulled her back into his arms.

Ah Yin let out a soft "Ah" as her body was forcefully and gently turned over.

When she came to her senses, she was already sitting on Yue Qingge's lap, with her back to him.

Her hands were forced to rest on the edge of the coffee table, her slender waist dropped, and the curve of her entire back and hips was presented to him without reservation.

As Yue Qingge lightly flicked and tossed the fabric with her fingertips, the ties on her clothes slipped silently off.

Her clothes fell away layer by layer like flower petals, piling up around her waist.

The snow rabbit, as white as the moon, leaped out, dazzling in the candlelight.

Her curves are exquisite, her figure voluptuous and slender, every undulation is mesmerizing.

Her snow-white skin was as tender as a newborn baby's, as if you could squeeze water out of it with the slightest touch.

Yue Qingge's farm tools rested between her snow-white thighs, gently caressing them.

It feels as soft as cotton, as warm as jade, and has an amazing...

Elastic and smooth.

His fingertips traced circles on it, feeling the softness spread from his fingertips all the way to his heart.

Chapter 113 Mom, I'm Here

But he was not in a hurry to "return to his hometown".

Instead, those hands climbed upwards, fingers spread, and grasped two fair and plump snow rabbits from behind.

The snow rabbit was full and perky, just the right size to hold in one hand, as if it were tailor-made for him.

Two fingers precisely pinched the tip of the pink dogwood.

With a gentle pull.

"Ah..." Ah Yin's waist trembled suddenly, and a short gasp escaped her throat.

Then, with a "biu" sound, the fingertip released, and the pink bead bounced back to its original position, rippling out soft, fleshy waves that trembled and swayed, spreading outwards in layers.

"Be gentle..." Ah Yin bit her lower lip, her voice soft and sweet, tinged with a hint of grievance and coquettishness. "...If you break it, you won't have anywhere to eat."

The moon shines lightly, and the song's words resonate deeply.

He chuckled softly, then changed to slowly and tenderly grasping and kneading.