*Did Sister Yun Bing really fail before she even got started?*
*The dical Dao expert hadn’t even arrived, and I’d already ended up on soone’s shit list.*
*The three of them didn’t seem to care, after all, Yun Bing had already gotten their approval, but Mu Qingxue was different; she barely even knew Yun Bing, and they’d only t a few tis.*
Mu Qingxue dragged Xiao Ye up to the third-floor bedroom, put her hands on her hips, and said with jealousy, "Even if the deputy dean likes you, she still can’t do that to you. I haven’t even kissed you that many tis."
"The deputy dean is just the worst, I seriously never want to see her again."
*To Mu Qingxue, that scene just now made Yun Bing look like so random woman trying to hook up with a married man.*
"And you, letting her bite you like that, looking like you enjoyed it—what’s wrong with you? I’m warning you, stay away from her from now on. Don’t get mixed up with people like that."
"You already have four Beast Girls. Four Beast Girls, and that’s still not enough kisses for you!"
Mu Qingxue shot Xiao Ye a sharp look.
Xiao Ye looked a little awkward, scratching his head as he sheepishly asked, "Do you really not like Yun Bing?"
Mu Qingxue, still in the throes of jealousy and anger, said, "I didn’t really care about her before, but after seeing you two just now, I really can’t stand her."
*Xiao Ye’s heart skipped a beat. Really can’t stand her?*
Mu Qingxue grabbed a tissue and wiped Xiao Ye’s mouth, then handed him a bottle of water and snapped, "Go rinse your mouth out, spit out all that woman’s spit."
Xiao Ye twisted the cap, took a swig, and with her stunned eyes on him, swallowed all the water down.
"I was actually kinda thirsty, so this bottle of water ca at the perfect ti."
Mu Qingxue’s eyes went wide as she pointed a trembling finger at him, "You—you—you actually swallowed it!"
Xiao Ye shrugged, unfazed, and said,
"What’s wrong with swallowing it? It’s not poison. Isn’t it drinkable?"
Mu Qingxue’s flat chest heaved with anger, flas shooting up from her heart to her head as she snapped, "You seriously don’t see a problem here—no, you’re doing this on purpose. You just want to piss off, don’t you?"
"You’re still ssing with just like you always did, acting like you care about ."
"Hmph, I’m going back to the City Lord’s Mansion, I—mmph!"
As she spoke, her eyes suddenly went wide, words dying in her throat.
Because her mouth was blocked.
Blocked by Xiao Ye’s mouth!
Mu Qingxue’s pretty face flushed red, but she didn’t push Xiao Ye away, awkwardly responding to his kiss.
Ten minutes later, she lay limp in Xiao Ye’s arms, totally spent, her little face buried in his chest glowing with a hint of happiness.
Then Xiao Ye opened his mouth and said, "Do you still want to go back to the City Lord’s Mansion?"
She shook her head. "Not going back."
Xiao Ye grinned, "Then hand over that water, I need to rinse my mouth."
Mu Qingxue obediently did as she was told.
Right in front of her, Xiao Ye swallowed down the rinse water.
"Mmph!" Mu Qingxue’s face turned red, and she thought to herself, *He really didn’t despise —it’s my fault for doubting him.*
anwhile, in the first-floor living room, Nangong Siyao paced in circles, "What do we do, what do we do, Xiaobing, you’re dood."
"Xue’Er’s look at you was full of hate, can you really get her approval?"
Yun Bing frowned, blaming herself, "I was too desperate, too hasty, and I screwed everything up."
Liu Ya, who knew Mu Qingxue pretty well, thought for a mont and said, "No need to panic. That’s just how she acts when she’s all worked up. Once she calms down, it might not be so bad."
"Plus, you don’t know, Qingxue cares way more about her figure than you’d think. Not as much as she cares about Xiao Ye, but a lot more than anything else."
Yun Bing’s beautiful eyes lit up, "So you an, I still have a shot?"
Liu Ya nodded, then shook her head, "I’m not sure, honestly. We haven’t known her that long. Guess we’ll see tomorrow—whether she agrees or disagrees, it all cos down to tomorrow."
Cheng Bingxi made the call, "Alright, let’s leave it at that. It’s getting late, let’s all get so rest. Sister Yun Bing, make sure you bring that dical Dao expert tomorrow, we’ll help you out."
Yun Bing nodded, grateful. "Thanks a lot!"
That night, Xiao Ye belonged exclusively to Mu Qingxue, and he once again experienced Mu Qingxue’s wild side.
The night flew by, and the next day arrived right on ti.
Early in the morning, Xiao Ye, wearing nothing but big boxers, got dragged down to the first-floor living room.
At that mont, only three people were there in the living room: Yun Bing, who woke up early to welco the guest; a freshly woken Xiao Ye; and a dical Dao expert.
Yun Bing introduced him, "This is a dical Dao expert from the Hua Family, the oldest dical family in Jinling City. He knows how to fix Mu Qingxue’s figure problem."
Xiao Ye looked at the dical Dao expert, incredulous. "You?"
The dical Dao expert was surprised too, "Why are you here?"
This dical Dao expert turned out to be the young male trialist Xiao Ye had t in the Bronze Hall—the one infected by the zombie nerve virus.
Now, the blackness on the young man’s face had faded a bit, and the bulging black veins looked better too, but the symptoms were still obvious.
Yun Bing asked in confusion, "You two know each other?"
Xiao Ye smirked, "t him once, but don’t really know him. But honestly? He hasn’t even cured his own zombie virus. Is he really a ’dical Dao expert’?"
The young man bristled at having his skills doubted, and shot back, "The zombie neurotoxin is so super rare virus from ancient tis. You don’t know how hard it is to cure this stuff—even our family’s old patriarch had to step in just to make a bit of progress."
"Compared to that, fixing a body shape is child’s play. They aren’t even on the sa level."
Yun Bing chid in, "This is Xiao Ye, the Contractor of the ’airport problem’ girl. This is Hua Hong, the Young Master of the Hua Family—the oldest dical family in Jinling City."
Xiao Ye realized what was up, dropped his dismissive attitude, and politely said, "Nice to et you, Young Master Hua. Can I ask, what do we do to fix my Xue’Er’s body problem?"
The young man, Hua Hong, was called in by the Kunpeng Sovereign, and with Yun Bing watching, didn’t pull any rank. He smiled and said,
"I’ll handle it in a couple of steps. First, she drinks a dicine decoction brewed from secret Hua Family recipes; second, I use an ancestral Hua Family massage technique, not taught to outsiders, to massage the whole body and stimulate blood flow and unlock her body’s potential. Mixed together, I’m a hundred percent sure I can solve your Contractor’s body problem."
Yun Bing smiled, "Alright, sounds good—we’ll do what you say."
The Young Master nodded, "Leave it to ."
But Xiao Ye spoke up, "No way. Of your two steps, there’s one part I’m not okay with."
"That second step, full-body massage—I’m not allowing it! Not even just a hand, nope, not happening!"
Yun Bing’s smile froze on her face.
Young Master Hua Hong’s mouth twitched as he explained, "Trust , I’m not doing it for any pervy reason—I have no interest in that. This is strictly professional as a healer."
Xiao Ye’s mood to refuse was ironclad, "Nope, I don’t care what your angle is, just no. Unless you find a female dical Dao expert to do it."
"Uh," Hua Hong’s face went stiff, helpless, "Our family’s core secret techniques are passed from man to man, not to won. The won in the Hua Family usually don’t practice dicine, they just handle the household. In the Hua Family, only n practice dicine. Plus, this is the only way I know for a one hundred percent fix. There isn’t a better solution."
"Kunpeng Sovereign, if the patient’s family won’t accept it, then I can’t help. Please send back."
Yun Bing sighed, "Guess that’s all we can do."
She tore open a spatial rift, ready to take Hua Hong back to Jinling City.
Then Xiao Ye spoke up, "Wait! I’ve got a way. I can make sure you don’t have to touch Qingxue, and still fix her figure!"
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