Blood spattered everywhere, covering Yun Bing’s pretty face and clothes in crimson red.
Xiao Ye’s clothes and pants were also soaked in blood.
Xiao Ye’s whole body shuddered!
He wailed, shutting his eyes tight, "Ah! No, not my—"
Yun Bing sneered, "Now you know fear, huh, heh, if you betray me again next time, it’ll be yours!"
She picked up a Demon Beast Pigeon, now sliced in two, red blood dripping down her fingers.
"Not mine?" Xiao Ye felt no pain, so he opened his eyes and stared in disbelief.
Yun Bing had, at some unknown moment, grabbed a Demon Beast Flying Bird and chopped it in half with a chef’s knife.
A smirk tugged at her lips as she sneered, "Don’t let it happen again!"
Xiao Ye breathed a sigh of relief, his heart finally put at ease. Not his, thankfully. He chuckled, "Sister Yun Bing, I knew you couldn’t bear it, no toy’s as good as me."
Yun Bing’s pretty face flushed, her beautiful eyes glaring at him, "Hmph, you have to make it up to me or I won’t forgive you."
Xiao Ye lifted his face closer, saying, "Sister Yun Bing, you’re still mad? How about you slap me twice, vent your anger?"
Yun Bing stared at the lipstick mark on that handsome face. *She only grew more ticked off in her heart,* snapping, "You want me to slap you? Wipe that lip stain off your face first, it’s grossing me out!"
Xiao Ye was startled, took out a mirror, and sure enough! There was a rosy lip imprint on his face, plus some faint marks.
"Damn, Sister Ziran totally screwed me over, I’ll clean it right away!"
He gave an awkward laugh, a little embarrassed, and hurried into the bathroom to wash his face. After scrubbing clean, he ran back out, eagerly pushing his face to Yun Bing, saying,
"Sister Yun Bing, go ahead and hit me, I won’t fight back. However many slaps it takes to make you feel better, I’ll take them all."
His sincere gaze and honest words made Yun Bing burst out laughing. She pinched his handsome cheek, grumbling,
"I simply can’t bear to hit you. If I broke that face, I’d just die from the heartache."
Xiao Ye snickered, "So that means you forgive me?"
Yun Bing’s pretty eyes brimmed with resentment, and she said gloomily, "No."
Xiao Ye forced a laugh, "Then what’ll it take for you to forgive me?"
Yun Bing sat on the sofa, her voice cold, "Go call in that flirty Ziran."
Xiao Ye had just planned to go, but Ziran walked in herself, looking guilty and anxious, eyes darting nervously about. She mumbled, "Um, Xiaobing, nice weather today, huh."
Yun Bing sneered, "Heh!"
"Ziran, do you have nothing you want to say to me?"
Ziran’s delicate body trembled. *She knew Yun Bing: when she said this, it meant forgiveness was possible.*
Ziran’s beautiful eyes lit up. She said, "Xiaobing, I’m sorry, I lied to you, and I even got handsy with Xiao Ye right in front of you."
"What do you want me to do so you’ll forgive me? I’ll even get on all fours and bark like a dog if that’s what you want!"
*In that moment, she was the bestie who’d done wrong and waited for punishment, head down, face tense, totally deflated. Nothing like the proud Ziran at the Venerable Alliance.*
Yun Bing snorted, exasperated, "Who wants you to bark like a dog on the floor? If you’re into that weird stuff, do it yourself."
"I’m asking you, do you like Xiao Ye? Are you drooling over his body?"
Xiao Ye stood off to the side, ears pricked up and listening intently.
Ziran’s pure and pretty face flushed. She glanced at him twice, then said, with absolute certainty, "That’s right! I, Ziran, totally like Xiao Ye, and I want his body! I want to make a pact with him!"
Xiao Ye was stunned. Ziran actually wanted his body.
Yun Bing snorted, "I could see that!"
"Ziran, when did you start liking Xiao Ye?"
Ziran thought a bit, her cheeks burning. "When he saved me from the sudden death crisis, and fixed my physical defect!"
"Come on, he’s already seen and touched everything, like I could just sit there unfazed."
"I’ve always been pure and untouched—one thousand five hundred years, never even held a man’s hand. After Xiao Ye got that close, how was I not supposed to feel something!"
Hearing this, Yun Bing shot Xiao Ye a venomous glare.
*Xiao Ye finally realized, so that was when Ziran first fell for him.*
*But for that treatment, he had to give her a massage, and physical contact only worked if Ziran was completely undressed. He hadn’t been a perv, he’d just wanted to heal her.*
Just then, Ziran, flushed and head down, was mortified. *Her toes curled inside her shoes, nearly gouging a hole in the sole.*
"Jeez, can we change the subject, Xiaobing? This is way too embarrassing to talk about in front of Xiao Ye!"
Yun Bing twitched, snorted, then said, "Fine. You little tramp, you like Xiao Ye so much, and you still flirt with him right in front of me—sharing utensils, basically making out over a goblin kidney feast, while I, the main girlfriend, didn’t get a single bite!"
*She hadn’t thought much of it then, but now that she remembered the scene, jealousy just ate at her heart, like she’d swallowed a lemon. It was even sourer than being jealous.*
"Ziran, stand up straight. Chin up, chest out, eyes forward. Look at us!" she commanded coldly.
Ziran, confused, raised her head, her bright eyes staring at the two of them, no clue what Yun Bing was planning.
Yun Bing curled her finger at Xiao Ye.
Xiao Ye grinned and came closer, "What’s up, wifey Yun Bing?"
Yun Bing pointed at her delicate face, "Kiss me. Now."
"Ah, wait!" Xiao Ye’s eyes went wide. Was it really okay to do this in front of Ziran?
*Ziran’s heart skipped a beat. Was Xiaobing staking her claim?*
Staring at that flawless, baby-smooth face, Xiao Ye just planted a big smooch on her, laughing, "Like that?"
Yun Bing nodded, shooting a taunting glance at Ziran. *You like Xiao Ye, right? I’m going to make you watch your crush all over me.*
Ziran’s bright eyes widened. She bit her lip, her pretty face a mess of conflicting feelings.
Yun Bing pointed at her soft, rosy lips, "Come on, hurry up."
"!!!" Xiao Ye blurted, "But Sister Ziran’s still right here."
Yun Bing tossed the Demon Beast Flying Bird aside, grabbed him by the collar, and pulled him in, "Shut up. I want her to really taste jealousy."
"Mmmph!" Xiao Ye’s mouth was sealed.
Blocked by Yun Bing’s soft, rosy lips!
Then, he felt a little fish dart past his teeth, ravaging him without a care.
*That fierce onslaught, for the first time, made Xiao Ye feel Yun Bing’s blazing heat.*
*Watching the one she liked get kissed by another woman, Ziran bit her lip hard enough to draw blood. Her fists clenched tight under her purple skirt, those beautiful eyes sharp as blades.*
*Amid all her wild kissing, Yun Bing glanced over at Ziran, clearly satisfied by her reaction.*
*Hmph! That’s for lying to me and making me feel so awful—jealous now, aren’t you!*
After two minutes had passed, with Yun Bing and Xiao Ye still locked at the lips, Ziran’s proud chest heaved up and down, her whole aura about to explode.
Only after five minutes did Yun Bing finally let go of Xiao Ye, licking her lips triumphantly, "Well, Ziran, how was that?"
Ziran’s face was cold as ice, and she replied flatly, "Not great."
"Hmph! Still playing tough," Yun Bing quirked a grin, then stunned them, "Xiao Ye, strip. Naked. Since this tramp likes movies so much, let’s just give her a show, right here and now!"
"!!!" Xiao Ye gasped.