"I refuse!"
Liu Erlong pushed Ah Yin's body away, shoving aside her curvaceous, snow-white figure to prevent her from scheming again.
Liu Erlong had finally seen through this woman.
Not only did Ah Yin suffer from son-con obsession, but she was also utterly wicked—willing to do anything for the benefit of her godson Tang Yin.
Just like in last night's dream, where she'd forcibly dragged Liu Erlong into an intense, passionate battle with Tang Yin.
Though Liu Erlong had enjoyed the process, even growing enthusiastic later, waking up left her overwhelmed with shame.
Now Ah Yin actually wanted to trick her into repeating those multi-person battles with Tang Yin in reality? Absolutely despicable!
I, Liu Erlong, would rather jump off this building and die than agree to another wild encounter with Tang Yin tonight!
"Erlong, I haven't even finished speaking," Ah Yin pouted, feigning hurt.
"Hmph! I know exactly what you'll say. Save your breath if it's for that scoundrel Tang Yin. I'm exhausted and won't do that again."
Liu Erlong's refusal was absolute.
Ah Yin propped herself up on the bed, swaying her slender waist toward Liu Erlong. Locking eyes, she whispered temptingly,
"Really don't want a passionate duel with Tang Yin tonight? The pleasure could surpass even last night's dream... I'll even invite Tang Yuehua. You two could team up and drain him dry."
Liu Erlong's gaze faltered, her heart pounding. Just as she meant to refuse, Ah Yin pressed a finger to her lips.
"Don't answer yet. Remember last night's joy... take your time deciding. Tell me tonight."
She smiled, rising gracefully. "Now, I'll make breakfast for my dear son. Who knows if he's awake?"
Pausing at the door, she added, "Oh, Erlong—if you prefer, we could use your residence at Blue Tyrant Academy's back mountain tonight. You're taking Xiao Wu back anyway... perfect for sharing one quilt."
With a sly grin, Ah Yin bathed quickly and headed downstairs.
Alone, Liu Erlong sat on the bed, Ah Yin's words echoing alongside memories of last night's dream—the four of them competing for Tang Yin's... attention. Her breathing hitched.
Should I battle Tang Yin again tonight?
It would be thrilling... euphoric.
But so shameful!
And she'd sworn never to agree! What would Ah Yin think if—
Lost in turmoil, Liu Erlong didn't notice Tang Yin descending the stairs.
He spotted her leaving Ah Yin's room.
"Erlong? Why run?" Tang Yin blocked her path, smirking. "Was last night unsatisfying? Or... are you scared?"
Heat flooded Liu Erlong's face at his bluntness. "Nonsense! Let go! I'm helping Ah Yin with breakfast. I have duties—unlike you, obsessed with... that!"
She struggled, but Tang Yin's grip was iron.
"Ah, yes. You're taking Xiao Wu to the academy." His fingers traced her wrist. "How about tonight? My godmother and I visit your back-mountain lodge? We'll bring Zhuqing and Aunt Yuehua too. So secluded..." His grin turned wicked. "No one will hear a thing."
Liu Erlong wrenched free and fled downstairs to the kitchen.
With Ah Yin there, he won't dare misbehave.
She was wrong.
Tang Yin watched from the doorway as the two women bent over the counter, their peach-like curves swaying. The sight of their round silhouettes and tempting crevices made him itch to peel away their robes.
He strode in.
A large hand suddenly gripped Liu Erlong's full hip. She gasped, shooting Ah Yin a pleading look.
Ah Yin pretended not to notice, humming as she chopped vegetables.
Tang Yin's palm roamed possessively. "Well, Erlong? Tonight at Blue Tyrant Academy... I'll show you peaks you've never scaled."
Liu Erlong's breath hitched. Clutching the counter edge, she trembled.
He squeezed harder, fingers exploring her softness. "Mm?"
A whimper escaped her. "Y-You... get Tang Yuehua's agreement first."
Instantly, she regretted it.
Tang Yin's laugh was velvet. "So if Auntie agrees... Teacher Erlong consents?"
"I-I never said that!" She hid her burning face.
Smack!
A sharp slap landed on her backside. "Understood."
"Ah—!"