After sighing regretfully for a while, Lin Feng left the secret room to take Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo away.
"Kid, has Ling Yuan finished absorbing the herb?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo chuckled when he saw Lin Feng.
"Yes, um…"
"Ah, I get it. Let's go, Old Ghost. This kid wants us out of the way again."
With a laugh, Chrysanthemum Douluo took Ghost Douluo away, leaving behind a meaningful look.
---
Lin Feng shrugged and returned to the secret room.
He casually picked up a book from the sofa and listened carefully, but couldn't hear anything.
"I'm so jealous, Ling Yuan. After absorbing the immortal herb, you've become even more beautiful. And here…"
Ling Yuan shyly swatted away Qian Renxue's hand as she tried to touch her.
"Xue'er, stop messing around. You're already as developed as I was before. In the future, you'll definitely…"
Ling Yuan wiped away the foam from her slender waist.
After a moment of thought, she whispered:
"Xue'er, when we went shopping earlier, we bought a lot of clothes. Some of them are for you. Do you want to try them on later?"
Qian Renxue's eyes lit up.
Of course, Ling Yuan and Lin Feng still put her first! Even when they were alone together, they didn't forget about her. This showed just how important she was to them.
"Really? What kind of new clothes? Are they pretty?"
They're so pretty…
Ling Yuan nodded calmly, though her eyes held a strange glint.
Unfortunately, the steam in the bathroom hid her slightly awkward expression from Qian Renxue.
"Hurry, hurry."
Qian Renxue leaned forward, playfully rubbing Ling Yuan's shoulders.
Feeling that things were moving too slowly, she even used her soul power, her hands brushing over Ling Yuan's body.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Ling Yuan rolled her eyes and used her soul power to dry off the water on her body.
Qian Renxue paused, having forgotten about that.
Then, she eagerly started asking Ling Yuan for the clothes, a smile on her face as if she was looking forward to something.
With Ling Yuan and Lin Feng's taste, the new clothes were sure to be beautiful and perfect for her.
Under Qian Renxue's expectant gaze, Ling Yuan took out the outfit.
Biting her lip, Ling Yuan quickly put it on.
The outfit was made of black, form-fitting material, with two thin straps on the shoulders.
The fabric at the front barely covered Ling Yuan's curves, but it didn't look overly provocative.
The skirt ended just below her hips, hugging her figure perfectly.
The design highlighted her fair and smooth skin, while the black color added a touch of mystery and elegance.
"How do I look?"
Qian Renxue nodded, her cheeks slightly red.
"It's beautiful… but a bit embarrassing."
You haven't seen what Lin Feng has…
Ling Yuan cursed Lin Feng in her heart.
Then, she took out a similar outfit and looked at Qian Renxue with a serious expression, placing a hand on her shoulder.
"Xue'er, you said you wanted to try it on, right?"
Qian Renxue hesitated.
"I do, but… can we wait? Lin Feng's still outside…"
That's exactly why I want you to wear it now! It's too embarrassing to do it alone!
Ling Yuan guided the conversation:
"Xue'er, think about it. Lin Feng doesn't know you're going to try this on. If he gives it to you later, it won't be as surprising. This one is something I picked out specially—he doesn't know about it. Don't you want to see him stunned?"
Qian Renxue was swayed by Ling Yuan's words, her eyes flickering.
Ling Yuan continued:
"Xue'er, look, I'm here with you. You don't have to feel embarrassed. With me here, there's nothing to worry about. It's not like anything's exposed."
"Oh, okay…"
Though she felt something was off, Qian Renxue nodded and, in her dazed state, let Ling Yuan help her into the outfit.
When she came to her senses, the snug fit of the clothes felt oddly comfortable.
The sensation of wearing something so light and form-fitting was indeed unique.
"It's actually quite comfortable."
Qian Renxue turned around, admiring herself in the mirror.
She secretly rejoiced. Clearly, she wasn't inferior to Ling Yuan. Once she grew up, Lin Feng would surely be captivated by her.
"Let's go, Ling Yuan. Let's surprise Lin Feng. I bet he'll be stunned for two and a half minutes."
Ling Yuan breathed a sigh of relief as Qian Renxue pulled her along.
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The sound of the door opening caught Lin Feng's attention.
He turned around and saw two stunning figures standing there.
His eyes lit up, and he couldn't look away.
"Uh…"
For some reason, Qian Renxue, who had been so excited and fearless earlier, now felt a wave of shyness under Lin Feng's intense gaze.
Her cheeks flushed red.
Why is this happening? I wasn't embarrassed earlier. I even wanted to see Lin Feng lose his composure.
Is it different when someone else is watching? But I didn't feel this way when Ling Yuan was looking at me…
She glanced at Ling Yuan, who was also blushing, her hands desperately trying to hold down the hem of her skirt to cover herself.
Ling Yuan bit her lip, her eyes avoiding Lin Feng's gaze.
She looked even more embarrassed than Qian Renxue.
Suddenly, Qian Renxue realized the truth. Ling Yuan had dragged her into this, not the other way around.
The roles had been reversed, and she hadn't even noticed.
She gave Ling Yuan a reproachful look.
Suppressing her shyness, she whispered:
"Do… do I look good?"
Her voice was so soft that Lin Feng could barely make out the words.
Lin Feng looked at them carefully, a smile tugging at his lips.
"Of course, you both look beautiful."
He put down the book and walked over to them, his eyes admiring their appearance.
He led them to the sofa, and as they sat down beside him, their nervousness seemed to melt away.
Qian Renxue leaned back slightly, her youthful energy and the fresh scent of her bath filling the air.
Seeing Lin Feng's stunned expression, she smiled inwardly and decided not to hold back.
She leaned against him, her breath warm as her fingers traced patterns on his arm.
A tingling sensation spread through Lin Feng's body, especially with Ling Yuan's equally suggestive gaze adding to his excitement.
"Hmph."
Seeing Lin Feng's reaction, Qian Renxue's blue eyes sparkled with mischief.
It was as if a switch had been flipped inside her.
She was very satisfied with Lin Feng's response.
Softly, she asked:
"Lin Feng, who do you think looks better—me or Ling Yuan?"
Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat. A trap question!