Chapter 142: Catching the Scoundrels
The sultry moans were ringing in everyone’s ears as Mu Jixue kept rubbing all over Yun Zhonghe, her considerable br*asts pressing against him, causing him to groan in agony.
Mu Jixue had absorbed a lot of Yun Zhonghe’s primordial yang aura. Although she wasn’t directly absorbing his power, these primordial yang auras were quite comforting to her, and she kept emitting contented grunts.
The melted extreme cold spiritual energy was now flowing into Yun Zhonghe’s body. Though she felt nice and comfy, Yun Zhonghe was suffering.
These spiritual energies weren’t exactly comfortable for him either.
Actually, when it first entered Mu Jixue’s crotch, it triggered her extreme cold spiritual energy, and some of this energy flowed into his body with residues remaining. Since then, Yun Zhonghe has been feeling a bit uncomfortable, like he had a case of shoulder inflammation.
Though not life-threatening, he felt extremely uneasy. Thankfully, he knew how to compress spiritual energy to package this unwanted force and store it temporarily.
The principle was similar to Xia Wudi’s compressed sword qi storage technique.
Admittedly, if his buddy Huang Aotian is feeling unwell, he should share part of the burden. Even if it means getting hosed down with water unexpectedly, he might be startled.
Now, due to the accumulation of extreme cold energy residuals in his body, he found himself immobilized.
But Mu Jixue seemed genuinely enjoying herself; after releasing the long-suppressed spiritual energy, her temperature normalized, and her face blushed healthily.
However, her consciousness hadn’t quite returned. She was still in a dazed state.
“Brother Yun, I want to feel even better.”
With the voice of a preteen girl, she spoke words filled with innuendo. Yun Zhonghe felt a strange mix of fear and arousal.
She lifted her face, her pelvis grinding into his lower abdomen, her eyes filled with eagerness and hope.
Could Mu Jixue be enacting her wildest fantasies here?
In the quiet library, they played a “lose if you make any sound” game of endurance.
Then there was the exploration game of peeking through bookshelves to discover secret caverns.
Leaning against the bookshelf, being pressed on the ground… precious ancient texts used as tissues, balled up and scattered everywhere…
Such a scene would drive any man to madness.
Her petite body slowly rubbed, seeking the primordial yang energy deep within Yun Zhonghe’s lower abdomen desperately.
Not just some primordial yang aura, but actual primordial yang power; if she could assimilate some of it, she would never again feel the side effects of extreme cold and might even unlock greater powers.
The Golden Yang Technique is tailor-made for her. Yun Zhonghe is the perfect vessel for replenishing her yang.
“Why did this happen… It clearly didn’t in the original story!”
Yun Zhonghe regretted this deeply, wondering if everything would’ve been fine if they followed the original script. Mu Jixue would have been able to understand the mechanics gradually using her own strength.
Truthfully, Yun Zhonghe also shared responsibility for this—indeed, he needed to take charge.
Since that’s the case, let her absorb some primordial yang!
“No way! How can I let Huang Aotian constantly cling onto me? If other female leads find out, who knows what trouble we’ll get into!”
He tried to struggle, but his body was too cold and rigid. Mu Jixue noticed and smiled slyly, gripping his hand and placing it on her chest.
“Mmm, feels warm, does it? You like it?”
Shall we make it good for both of us… brother?
Of course, these were just jokes, especially since Lin Zhongyu’s footsteps approached, ringing alarms in Yun Zhonghe’s head.
If Lin Zhongyu saw the yellow-haired guy engaging in some incredible affair with Huang Aotian, wouldn’t he become the villain?
Forget about whether Huang Aotian remembers what happened, if anything goes wrong on Lin Zhongyu’s end, all hopes of matchmaking them will be shattered!
Their relationship would surely implode!
If Huang Aotian investigates and discovers it’s because of Yun Zhonghe that she broke things off with Lin Zhongyu, trust would crumble, and a big axe would descend upon him!
Whether it’s Huang Aotian or Lin Zhongyu, neither option looked good for him.
Yun Zhonghe quickly analyzed the situation and panicked at the grim consequences.
Absolutely, Lin Zhongyu can’t see this mess!
But even so…
“Brother Yun~”
Mu Jixue’s dazed eyes were locked onto him, still full of longing.
Cloud your face already, brother, or I’m gonna lock you up.
But he was paralyzed from the extreme cold leftovers, stuck in place.
Lin Zhongyu’s footsteps were nearing.
“Brother Yun and Xue’er seem to be over there…”
Lin Zhongyu felt a wave of nervousness.
While she wished for peaceful coexistence among the three, transparency and honesty were key to her ideals.
If Mu Jixue bolted with Yun Zhonghe and left her behind, she could feel abandoned, leading to depression.
Accepting Mu Jixue running ahead was okay, but being left too far behind would crush her heart even more.
Do whatever, don’t stop me, I won’t object — but please let me watch!
That’s exactly what Lin Zhongyu’s type would say.
“No, Yun Zhonghe and Mu Jixue would never hide something from me; they’re not the kind of people,” she reassured herself, though unease lingered.
Approaching the next corner led her straight to where Mu Jixue and Yun Zhonghe stood.
Lin Zhongyu clenched her teeth and rushed forward.
“Be careful. Which one do you want? I can fetch it for you.”
“Um… thanks.”
But as she rushed forward, she saw two normal people.
Yun Zhonghe, quite gallantly, handed a secret manual to Mu Jixue. She accepted it with a shy nod.
Their clothes were impeccable; no odd stains to be seen.
Lin Zhongyu: “Hmm?”
Everything was perfectly normal, it seemed like the bizarre noises she’d heard before were figments of her imagination.
At this moment, Mu Jixue noticed Lin Zhongyu, smiling naturally, “Zhuo, have you finished choosing? So quick?”
Lin Zhongyu’s eyes flickered between Yun Zhonghe and Mu Jixue.
Did she really imagine the whole thing?
Maybe I’m just mistaken?
