Chapter 65: Who Said the Girl in The Middle Can Only Be the Female Lead?
When compared to Mu Jixue’s brain capacity that would explode upon even a tiny injection, clearly Lin Zhongyu’s was much larger and could handle deeper, richer, and more complex information. She was able to analyze any situation rationally, never allowing her emotions to evaporate her sanity.
Mu Jixue felt this couldn’t just be swept under the rug. She needed to turn Mu Jixue into an obedient girl.
So, she started making sneaky moves from behind.
In the scene, Yun Zhonghe stood at the front, Lin Zhongyu was tailgating, and poor Mu Jixue was being educated into the most comfortable position possible.
Mu Jixue: ??
She hadn’t noticed anything weird.
Oh, there was something, though: Lin Zhongyu was writing “apologize quickly” on Mu Jixue’s white lace with her fingers.
Mu Jixue finally snapped out of it.
“Cough.” She feigned a light cough and adjusted her mood.
After some mental fortification, she raised her mysterious purple eyes, awkwardly, saying, “Brother Yun, I shouldn’t have been so bad before. We’re friends, yet I acted so selfish… So… You can do whatever you want to me, and I’ll do my best to meet your every need!”
“Huh?”
This voice came from Lin Zhongyu, not Yun Zhonghe.
What does “do whatever you want” even mean!?
Lin Zhongyu knew Mu Jixue was a bit dim, but she didn’t think she’d be this dumb. Saying such things too!
It’s like Mu Jixue’s heart and breast are the same size—big.
Forcefully doing something is good; it breaks past previous barriers and bonds more deeply, but too much force can break unintended things!
Now Lin Zhongyu was like Mu Jixue standing outside Yun Zhonghe’s door, having all sorts of bad thoughts.
Subconsciously, she looked at Yun Zhonghe, jittery, wanting to see his reaction.
No way, no way, don’t overthink it! Brother Yun definitely isn’t some bad guy, how could he have those kinds of thoughts about Snowie.
Right now, her mind kept flashing images of Mu Jixue’s body being used by Yun Zhonghe.
From bed to floor, to bathroom, balcony, back to bed, on repeat.
Pressed against a door, pushed onto a floor, even tied up in mid-air with red ropes.
And Yun Zhonghe’s ecstatic scene grabbing balls.
Lin Zhongyu’s head was about to explode; she couldn’t handle it.
Gosh, I’m not that big…. No! I shouldn’t think about these things.
Yes, she should trust Yun Zhonghe, Brother Yun would never want to do such things!
At this moment, the pressure fell on Yun Zhonghe.
To be honest, he had a heart flutter; he’d been craving Mu Jixue for ages.
Not in that kind of way, but another kind of craving to become better buddies. If this unexpected opportunity were well seized, they could deepen their relationship even more!
And it seems this little white-haired girl is feeling quite good right now; even slightly overboard requests might be acceptable.
Yun Zhonghe narrowed his eyes, seriously thinking about it.
To be honest, Yun Zhonghe wasn’t only widely read but was also quite knowledgeable in galgames, and despite not playing as often, he still had a lot of practice—ahem, sorry, experience with over a hundred titles!
For stubborn, proud characters, the best approach is to be a bit domineering, forcing them to act bashful.
However, since he could save and load while gaming, he dared to take risks, but reality didn’t permit that. Making wrong choices could lead to disaster.
So, he cautiously tried to get close to Mu Jixue.
But now… it seemed like a perfect chance to push Mu Jixue more!
“Why are you looking at me so sharply?! What do you want from me?!”
Feeling Yun Zhonghe’s intense gaze, Mu Jixue jumped in surprise and covered her chest.
Look what you’ve done, kid.
But Mu Jixue got the wrong idea. Yun Zhonghe just wanted to be her loving brother.
“Since Miss Mu has made the request, I have a small favor to ask.”
“What?… And if it’s too over the top, I have the right to say no!”
Yun Zhonghe smiled, “It’s a little over the top, but unknown if Mu Jixue can accept—I wonder if your spiritual energy can flow through my meridians once, to understand their circulation?”
“Huh?”
Upon hearing this, both Mu Jixue and Lin Zhongyu were stunned.
For cultivators, how their spiritual energy circulates through different meridians is a highly private topic.
Even if they practice the same technique, each person has unique routes and points, which can vary based on their personal development.
This is to avoid others knowing your entire energy flow and thereby easily counteracting it.
If someone learns your exact energy route, they would know everything—like how many hairs you have on you.
So, sharing such a secret is usually reserved for very trusted people—masters, family, or… soulmates.
Thus, when Yun Zhonghe asked, Mu Jixue subconsciously wanted to refuse.
Her face turned red. Didn’t expect Yunchonghe to want to probe her meridians and acupoints—too inappropriate!
But Yun Zhonghe was prepared with an excuse: “Actually, I feel this mission is high risk. As a precaution, I think it’s necessary to be ready. If you two fall down, at least I can lift Miss Mu, then you can help treat Miss Lin.”
It’s a double-edged sword—once someone knows your route, you’ll be defenseless. But at the same time, their spiritual energy flows smoothly through your body, aiding recovery.
Say, if you go berserk, your meridian energy reverses, or other dangerous situations—having a friend who knows you can easily help without needing just a pill.
Mu Jixue and Lin Zhongyu know the meridian layout between them, and Lin Zhongyu, with the Golden Emperor Sacred Eyes, can see Yun Zhonghe’s route, which is the ultimate advantage.
So, if something happens, as long as either Mu Jixue or Lin Zhongyu remains standing, they can pull everyone through.
But if only Yun Zhonghe holds out, they’d be helpless, resorting to pills and other external methods.
The pills they carry are only second-grade, considered fairly good but not effective for complex issues.
Therefore, Yun Zhonghe thought this was a good chance to feel out Mu Jixue’s acupoints, understand her meridian flow, and grasp her route. This not only increases survival chances for three-person teams but also develops feelings.
Because…
We’re already intertwined through our channels; nothing left to hide.
If it feels like a loss, I’ll let you see mine too.
