"Cough, cough, I was just joking. Didn't you want to go shopping? Then let's go in now!" Yang Feilong said, putting his arm around Xiao Jingwen and with a fawning expression.
"Hmph, no guts," Xiao Jingwen said haughtily.
"Yes, yes, whatever you say is right," Yang Feilong agreed.
"But now I don't want to go shopping anymore. I want to hear about what happened between you guys yesterday," Xiao Jingwen asked curiously.
In her heart, Brother Feilong wasn't such an impulsive person!
How could they have "had relations" right after confirming their relationship?
Both phrases used the word "relations," but with different meanings. The culture of Long Guo was indeed profound!
"Let Mia tell you when there's time!" Yang Feilong said, his face flushing.
"Okay!" Although Mia really wanted to know the story, hearing Yang Feilong say that made her itchy with curiosity. After thinking about it, she decided against it. Brother Feilong would only accompany her today, and tomorrow he would belong to someone else. She could ask Mia alone tomorrow.
Nothing particularly noteworthy happened that day.
Evening.
Mia had intended to deepen her connection with Yang Feilong, but unfortunately, Xiao Jingwen kept pestering Mia, which made Mia frustrated.
"When you and Brother Feilong have relations, I'll definitely make you understand what it feels like to be pestered!" Mia said resentfully.
"We'll talk about what happens then when it happens!" Xiao Jingwen was unfazed by Mia's threat. After all, she hadn't experienced various kinds of intimacy, so Mia's threat had no effect on her.
Seeing Xiao Jingwen drag Mia away, Yang Feilong also breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, if he were to sleep with Mia again tonight, it wouldn't matter much if Xiao Jingwen was jealous or not, but his harem would become unstable.
Lou Yimo and Luo Yujiao had been neglected recently. Counting the time, Li Yufei's period should also be over. All of them needed his companionship.
Han Yun and Mo Yihan were also coming to Lanhai City soon. It was not easy to ensure fairness and attention to everyone.
Yang Feilong, the master of time management, felt that there was never enough time.
"If my master knew about my current private life, would I still have a chance?" Yang Feilong sighed inwardly.
He had a feeling that his master would fly away soon.
If Bai Yidie knew that her disciple had so many women and was still thinking about her master, wanting to betray her, she would definitely give him a good beating!
...
When Yang Feilong returned to the villa.
The three women were watching TV and playing cards, having a grand time.
"Husband is back!" Luo Yujiao saw Yang Feilong and smiled, getting up to get him slippers.
"Husband," Lou Yimo also got up to take off Yang Feilong's coat.
Looking at the affectionate way the two women behaved, Yang Feilong felt gratified but also guilty. These women were so good, allowing him to enjoy the bliss of having multiple wives, yet he felt quite guilty because he spent too little time with them.
"Brother Feilong," Luo Wenwen also stood up with a giggle, "You are so lucky to have such wonderful women like Sister Yimo and Sister Yujiao."
"Mhm, you couldn't be more right. But why are you living here too?" Yang Feilong asked with a chuckle. Honestly, he felt a bit strange about Luo Wenwen's address for Luo Yujiao.
Seeing how naturally she called her, it seemed that after the past few days of adjustment, both of them had adapted to the new appellations.
"Can't I be here?" Luo Wenwen said softly, "Am I disturbing your intimacy?"
At this, both Lou Yimo and Luo Yujiao blushed and shot Luo Wenwen a look, scolding her for saying whatever came to mind.
"Yes! You listening to us being intimate would be quite awkward," Yang Feilong said with a chuckle, his skin having grown thicker.
After all, with so many women around, and each of them saying shocking things, if he didn't become more thick-skinned, he would eventually lose all say.
"What's so bad about it? When you two are being intimate, I'll stand by with a basin of warm water. When you're done, I'll clean up the battlefield for you!" Luo Wenwen said with a half-smile.
"Pfft." Yang Feilong almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. He felt his skill level was still insufficient, and he was stunned by Luo Wenwen's words. Damn, you can do that?
"Nonsense," Luo Yujiao lightly chided.
"Do you want to butt in too?" Lou Yimo said with a smile. Although she was as easily shy as Luo Yujiao, she was younger and more receptive to new things. She could joke around now, unlike before when she would blush and be speechless at such words.
"Yes, yes! I wonder if it's possible?" Luo Wenwen blinked her eyes, looking at Yang Feilong, enchantingly.
"I'm going to take a shower." Yang Feilong ignored Luo Wenwen's advances. "If you want to play cards, go ahead and play!"
"Hmph." Luo Wenwen raised her small fist, displeased with Yang Feilong's lack of response.
But she didn't say much more.
After all, she and Luo Yujiao had already become good sisters, and the biggest hurdle had been overcome. She didn't believe she wouldn't have a chance with Brother Feilong, especially since Brother Feilong had a good impression of her, and had kissed and touched her. How could she just let it go?
The reason she wasn't pushing harder was naturally because she considered Luo Yujiao. The reason Yang Feilong wasn't engaging was also for the same reason.
After all, their previous identities couldn't be erased just because their titles had changed in the past few days.
It would take enough time to slowly fade away these influences, at least not in the short term.
However, this was already a significant improvement, and Luo Wenwen was very satisfied with it, especially thinking that she would be able to see her beloved Brother Feilong often at school in the near future.
Luo Yujiao had been intimate with Yang Feilong a few days ago, so she gave Lou Yimo the opportunity to accompany Yang Feilong. Lou Yimo didn't refuse, as she was only twenty-one or twenty-two, and after experiencing such things, she was in a state of great desire.
Lou Yimo was very proactive. Yang Feilong originally wanted to practice dual cultivation, but Lou Yimo refused.
"Husband, let's do it a few times first, and then practice dual cultivation at dawn," Lou Yimo pouted.
"Alright then!" Yang Feilong could only comply.
His intention was to improve Lou Yimo as much as possible, but Lou Yimo felt that natural intimacy was better than dual cultivation.
When Yang Feilong wasn't around, she had plenty of time to cultivate.
Moreover, although it wasn't true dual cultivation, the effect was not much worse, so Yang Feilong didn't reject her suggestion.
Yang Feilong and Lou Yimo's night of sincere and insincere dual cultivation lasted until dawn.
In fact, Lou Yimo had wanted to beg for mercy in the latter half of the night, but thinking about this great feast, and not knowing when the next meal would come, she endured the sore waist and weak legs, and let Yang Feilong nourish her several more times.