Ma Xiaotao couldn't resist as she watched Qian Ran sleeping soundly, her heart itching with desire.
"Xiaotao-jie," Ling Luochen whispered, her face flushed as she watched Ma Xiaotao's bold behavior toward the sleeping Qian Ran. Something about it felt… off. At this moment, Ma Xiaotao seemed no different from a lovestruck girl lost in infatuation.
Typically, only boys would be fascinated by a sleeping girl, seizing the opportunity to do something daring without getting caught, satisfying their curiosity.
But Ma Xiaotao… was acting just like those boys.
Seeing Ling Luochen's expression, Ma Xiaotao rolled her eyes. "You're so slow, girl! Don't you realize that with Qian Ran asleep, we can do whatever we want? Opportunities like this don't come around often!" she whispered.
Under normal circumstances, Ma Xiaotao and the others were often so worn out by Qian Ran that they hardly had the energy to wake up early enough to see him asleep.
Moreover, Qian Ran was a light sleeper. The only reason he was sleeping so deeply now was that crafting so many soul tools in one go had exhausted him mentally.
"You'll regret missing chances like this. You need to take the initiative; otherwise, you'll lose out in the long run," Ma Xiaotao muttered softly.
Why was she able to spend so much time being intimate with Qian Ran? Because she was proactive. If Ling Luochen kept holding back, Qian Ran might never notice her.
And with so many women around Qian Ran who were already taking the initiative, his time was stretched thin. If Ling Luochen didn't step up, their connection would naturally fade over time.
"Oh," Ling Luochen murmured, recalling Ma Xiaotao's earlier advice.
"You'll understand later. Honestly, it's a waste for someone like you to hesitate. Want to switch spots with me?" Ma Xiaotao teased as she gazed at Qian Ran's serene face. His strikingly handsome features, alabaster skin, and sharply defined jawline made her heart race.
Normally, Qian Ran's expression carried a mature confidence that didn't match his age, often paired with a playful smirk. But now, his face relaxed in sleep, revealing a youthful, slightly innocent charm. For the first time, Ma Xiaotao was reminded that Qian Ran was still a junior.
No matter how powerful or capable he was, he was still just a sophomore in the academy.
This realization only made Ma Xiaotao adore him more. She wanted nothing more than to shower his face with kisses.
Whether it was his usual domineering, roguish self or his current quiet, tender demeanor, she loved every facet of Qian Ran.
Leaning closer, Ma Xiaotao brushed her fingers over Qian Ran's abs, savoring the faint fragrance his body naturally exuded. Unable to resist, she kissed his chest, treating every inch of his skin as a delicacy.
"Xiaotao-jie…" Ling Luochen's voice trembled, her face beet red. She couldn't believe Ma Xiaotao was being so bold. Was this really the same composed and authoritative Ma Xiaotao she knew?
What could be so alluring about Qian Ran's scent?
Ling Luochen sat stiffly, but as she looked at Qian Ran's handsome face, she couldn't hold back any longer. Leaning down, she kissed his soft lips, her heart racing.
Two of the inner court's most beautiful seniors were now lost in their affection for Qian Ran, their hands and lips wandering over him.
At that moment, Ling Luochen finally understood Ma Xiaotao's obsession with Qian Ran's body.
The moment she touched him, an inexplicable comfort washed over her. She couldn't help but let out a soft, involuntary hum.
Previously, Ling Luochen had admired Qian Ran for his talent and charm. She'd been drawn to his looks, but not to the point of being overwhelmed.
Now, however…
His cool lips, slightly prominent Adam's apple, and exquisitely sculpted side profile—everything about Qian Ran seemed designed to captivate her. Lost in his presence, she forgot about time, completely immersed in the experience of being near him.
Qian Ran's body, having been repeatedly strengthened and refined, was flawless inside and out. Not a speck of imperfection could be found, from the microscopic to the macroscopic level. Even if he didn't bathe for days, his body would remain immaculately clean.
And while he never used cologne, Qian Ran's body naturally emitted an intoxicating fragrance—a result of his pure, strengthened physique. The subtle scent, imbued with a unique masculine warmth, was irresistibly alluring to women.
It was more enchanting than any man-made cologne, leaving a lasting impression and even stimulating the release of hormones in anyone who caught a whiff.
This was the result of his system-enhanced physique, making him the epitome of male beauty and a natural magnet for women.
Time seemed to stand still as Ling Luochen lingered, captivated. She had long since abandoned her usual reserved and elegant demeanor.
Meanwhile, Ma Xiaotao, who had somehow stripped Qian Ran of his pants—leaving only his black shorts—snapped Ling Luochen out of her trance.
"Xiaotao-jie, stop! What if Qian Ran wakes up?" Ling Luochen whispered, her voice tinged with panic. Her heart pounded, and she felt like they were committing a mischievous act that might be discovered at any moment.
"Relax. Once Qian Ran falls into a deep sleep, he won't wake up for six or seven hours," Ma Xiaotao replied, sticking out her tongue playfully.
Even she felt a little embarrassed by her own behavior.
She wasn't normally this bold. After all, she had maintained her purity despite years of battling her evil fire. But Qian Ran was an exception.
"Luochen, let's switch spots," Ma Xiaotao suggested, her eyes gleaming with anticipation as she gazed at Qian Ran's chiseled face.
"Fine…" Ling Luochen reluctantly agreed, her cheeks burning.
The two women moved cautiously, careful not to wake Qian Ran. Even though Ma Xiaotao often had opportunities to be intimate with him, she found something uniquely thrilling about this quiet moment.
When Wang Dong'er returned, she froze at the sight before her. Qian Ran lay sleeping on the sofa, his shirt lifted to reveal perfect muscle definition, and faint lipstick marks adorned his chest.
"Could it have been Xiaotao-jie and Luochen-jie?" Wang Dong'er murmured, pursing her lips. She regretted following Xiao Xiao and the others to the Soul Arena to test their new soul tools. She had missed out!
It wasn't often that she got to see Qian Ran asleep.
"Qian Ran is so handsome. He's exactly the man I fell for," Wang Dong'er whispered, her gaze softening as she admired him.
Behind her, Xiao Xiao and the others exchanged glances. Their hearts raced as they took in the scene.
(End of Chapter)
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