The temperature in the room gradually rose, and Xiao Wu's hands began to become restless, her body pressed tightly against his.
Fu Qin carried her to the bedside, gently put her down, and leaned over with his eyes slightly narrowed.
Although it wasn't the first time, Xiao Wu's cheeks were still a little red, and her breathing was somewhat unsteady.
"Promise me you won't be so close to Rongrong again."
Xiao Wu's voice was very soft, as if she knew that her request was excessive.
Upon hearing her words, Fu Qin's lips curled into a playful smile.
"So... what is our relationship now?"
His words struck Xiaowu like a hammer blow, leaving her feeling extremely flustered.
"I...I am yours...."
Xiao Wu's voice froze on the spot, but Fu Qin didn't care at all.
"Shh-"
Kiss me.
...
Night was falling.
Xiao Wu, like a docile kitten, curled up in Fu Qin's arms, feeling his burning body temperature and strong heartbeat.
She knew that her relationship with Fu Qin was something that couldn't be made public.
Inside the room.
Fu Qin's fingertips gently brushed through her hair. Having lived two lifetimes, this was the first time he had experienced Cao Mengde's happiness.
Xiao Wu lay on the soft little bed.
Clumps of tiny water droplets, about to fall, still clung to the wooden wall behind them.
Just then, Tang San's hesitant voice came from outside the door.
"Xiao Wu, can I come in and explain? I really didn't mean anything by it."
Xiao Wu nestled in Fu Qin's arms. Upon hearing Tang San's voice, a hint of impatience flashed in her eyes, but she still forced herself to endure her discomfort and raised her voice.
"Third Brother, you don't need to explain. I know you didn't mean it, but if you want my forgiveness, you can't refuse any of my requests in the future!"
Her voice had a soft, tingling vibrato, quite different from her usual crisp tone.
Tang San, standing outside the door, felt a strange sense of joy upon hearing Xiao Wu's response.
If Xiao Wu is willing to forgive him, it means that he and Xiao Wu can still be as loving as they were in their previous life.
"Xiao Wu, I understand. I was foolish the other day. I promise it will never happen again."
Inside the room.
Xiao Wu turned her head to look at Fu Qin with a slight tremor, a sly smile playing on her lips.
"See? Tang San is just an obedient dog in front of me. I will never let him touch me even once again."
Upon hearing Xiao Wu's words, Fu Qin unleashed even greater power within him.
"Sister Xiaowu, you're so mean. Luckily, Third Brother doesn't know about what happened between us, otherwise I'm afraid he would be very angry."
Xiao Wu snuggled closer to him, closed her eyes with a look of contentment, and spoke in a slightly languid tone.
"Xiao Qin, you're too kind. You need to be more careful in the future, or you'll be fooled by other women."
...
At dawn, after changing Xiao Wu's sheets and blankets, Fu Qin quietly returned to his residence.
If nothing unexpected happens.
Oscar should break through to the Soul Master level tonight.
So, to prevent Xiao Wu from being discovered, he stopped his practice early, giving her time to rest.
soon.
After three hours of rest, Xiao Wu was able to walk normally again.
However, a lingering languid charm remained between her brows, and her gaze towards Fu Qin held not only an intense, unyielding love but also a hint of lingering fear.
......
At the breakfast table at eight o'clock, the state of the people was completely different.
Fu Qin was radiant, with no sign of fatigue in his eyes, but rather exuding a vigorous and energetic masculinity.
Xiao Wu wore a light pink dress, her skin was as white as the finest mutton fat jade, her eyebrows and eyes were full of spring, her almond eyes were bright and lively, and she had a natural charm in every glance.
Even with her hair simply tied up, her breathtaking beauty was undeniable. However, she hesitated slightly as she stood up, and Fu Qin subtly helped her up.
Zhu Zhuqing was still dressed in purple, which accentuated her exquisite figure. Her skin was a cool-toned white, and her eyebrows and eyes were sharp as knives, which made her features even more exquisite. She was like a black rose with thorns, cold and aloof, making people dare not approach her easily.
Ning Rongrong wore a pale yellow gauze dress, her hair styled in two buns, and her cheeks were round and full.
Her almond-shaped eyes were bright and sparkling, with a touch of naivety. Her skin was so smooth and delicate that it seemed like it could be broken with a touch. When she smiled, two shallow dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth, as sweet as a ripe peach, perfectly showcasing the charming and adorable nature of the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
In contrast, Tang San's face was as pale as paper, with dark circles under his eyes. He was so thin that he seemed about to collapse, clearly exhausted from the previous night.
After being turned away by Xiao Wu last night, he remembered the repeated encouragement from Dai Mubai and the other two, and finally went to the brothel. He wanted to numb the grievance of being misunderstood with alcohol, but he did not expect that after a night of indulgence, he would end up like this.
Seeing Xiao Wu's gaze, Tang San thought she was worried about him, so he forced himself to stand up straight and squeezed out a smile, trying to show his manly spirit.
Little did they know that their pale face and unsteady steps had already given them away.
A hint of undisguised disdain flashed in Xiao Wu's eyes, and she sneered inwardly.
Having been reborn, she clearly remembers how affectionate and devoted Tang San was before he became a god in her previous life. But the boy in front of her, who was only a teenager and already frequenting brothels, has no trace of her husband from her previous life.
She was angry with him last night, but now she realizes she had overestimated him.
This kind of man is inferior to even Dai Mubai of Shrek Academy, let alone Fu Qin. At least Dai Mubai wouldn't be as weak as Tang San after doing that kind of thing.
At 9:00 sharp, Flander and Zhao Wuji appeared at the meeting point on time.
Before the dean could speak, Oscar jumped out impatiently, his face full of ecstasy, his voice so loud it could be heard throughout the entire academy.
"Dean! I've broken through! I'm now a Level 30 Quasi-Soul Master! I only need one more Soul Ring to advance to Soul Master!"
Flander's eyes lit up, his already shrewd eyes flashing with a sharp light, and he slapped his thigh and laughed.
"Good lad! You didn't waste your time running laps! Since that's the case, let's adjust the itinerary! Old Zhao and I will take you to the outer edge of the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt for your third spirit ring!"
The crowd cheered, but Ning Rongrong pouted and muttered, "We have to walk again. Couldn't we have hired a carriage?"
Even so, a hint of anticipation lingered in her eyes; the Star Dou Great Forest was a novel place for her.
Flanders seemed not to hear her complaints and waved his hand dismissively: "Let's go!"
As soon as she finished speaking, everyone prepared to set off, but Xiao Wu stumbled as soon as she took a step, her brows furrowing instantly.
Last night, Fu Qin tormented me so much that my legs feel weak, let alone running. Even brisk walking feels tiring.
Her eyes darted around, and she looked at Tang San not far away. Her voice was weak at just the right amount of time: "Third Brother, I'm not feeling well. Could you please carry me for a bit?"
Tang San's eyes lit up instantly upon hearing this!
He was just worried about not having a chance to explain to Xiao Wu, this was a godsend opportunity to make amends!
He forced himself to stand up, patted his chest, and said, "No problem, Xiao Wu, come on up!"
Fu Qin stood aside, watching Tang San's unsteady steps, and chuckled inwardly.
Xiao Wu is certain that Tang San is weak and will ultimately have to carry him.