Li Xiya, with a Western personality, is fiery, bold, and open, of course, this openness is towards her lover Yang Feilong. She also possesses the conservatism and homemaking qualities of a Longguo person, as her mother is from Longguo. Her father treated her as an assassin, a commodity, but her mother cherished her like a treasure, nurturing her mind and body, preventing her from losing herself in a world of deceit!
Qian Yeyu, also known as Qian Yeyu, is also of mixed heritage. She harbors resentment towards both her parents, as they both treated her as a tool for advancement and strengthening. Fortunately, she mostly grew up with her grandmother, who taught her kindness and many noble qualities.
Even though she knew Li Yufei and Xi Mengru might come, she couldn't spare the thought at the moment.
Not long after, when Yang Feilong saw Li Yufei, with a cold smile on her face, and Xi Mengru, looking timid and shy, enter, he chuckled and stepped forward.
"You're here so soon?"
"You should say, why are we here?" Li Yufei seemed to see through Yang Feilong's true intentions. "If we didn't come, who knows if there's still a place for us in His Majesty the King's harem?"
Yang Feilong was rendered speechless and didn't know how to respond.
If he said there was a place, wouldn't that make him a king with a harem? If he said there wasn't a place, then even his harem wouldn't have a place for them? He wouldn't know how he'd die.
Having many women was truly troublesome!
Of course, Yang Feilong wasn't afraid. He dared to open a harem, though it was passive. His thick skin was legendary now. He stepped forward and kissed Li Yufei directly.
"You scoundrel!" Being kissed so passionately by Yang Feilong in front of so many women, Li Yufei's initial intention to cause trouble vanished instantly. She playfully hit Yang Feilong with a blush.
Yang Feilong was impartial. He embraced Xi Mengru's gentle form and kissed her alluring lips.
Among the women by Yang Feilong's side, Xi Mengru was one of the rare perfect goddesses!
The others were his master Bai Yidie and Luo Feixue.
Only when Xi Mengru struggled did Yang Feilong release her. Xi Mengru, in front of so many sisters, naturally felt embarrassed.
"Hehe, Brother Feilong, it's so lively at home!" Xiao Jingwen's voice rang out. She walked with a hop and skip, looking like a cute little rabbit.
Ignoring the gazes of many, she jumped directly onto Yang Feilong, initiating a kiss.
Yang Feilong, of course, did not refuse.
Beside her, Mia stood with a sense of restraint, subconsciously greeting her good sisters, albeit in a general way, as she didn't recognize many of them. Like Xiao Jingwen, she used to be fearless, but after cultivating with Yang Feilong multiple times, she had matured considerably.
Perhaps, when girls become women, they grow up unconsciously.
Although Xiao Jingwen was intimate with Yang Feilong, much like Xi Mengru, she hadn't truly become a woman yet.
However, Xiao Jingwen's personality had always been outgoing; otherwise, she wouldn't have openly pursued Yang Feilong. Xi Mengru, previously suffering from two serious illnesses, had always been timid and self-conscious. Although she was no longer so self-conscious after being cured by Yang Feilong, her personality wasn't something that could be easily changed.
Putting Xiao Jingwen down, he took Mia's hand and engaged in a passionate exchange of kisses. Mia was so engrossed that she almost forgot that many women were watching. It had been a long time since they had been intimate, and she really wanted to be with Yang Feilong. Yes, it would be even better in the haunted house; that was where she had given herself to Yang Feilong, a place of great significance.
"Including you and me, there are already thirteen in the room," Murong Qingxue's lips twitched involuntarily.
"No wonder he said he had about ten women. I thought he was exaggerating back then, but now it seems he was being very honest," Murong Qiuyue said with a wry smile. She still held a little resentment towards Yang Feilong because he always said he had too many women and couldn't give her all his love, telling her to find someone better and focus on her.
She had thought Yang Feilong was just making excuses.
Now, she understood his difficulties. He didn't actively provoke anyone; sometimes, it just happened.
It was like what happened with herself and her aunt Murong Qingxue.
Perhaps, many other women were like this. At this moment, her gaze fell upon Luo Yujiao. According to Lou Yimo, Yang Feilong's first woman was her. Luo Yujiao could have had Yang Feilong all to herself back then, but not only did she not monopolize him, she even helped him find other women, like Lou Yimo, whom she set him up with. She even actively encouraged Yang Feilong to seek out other women.
If anyone among those present doted on Yang Feilong the most, it was Luo Yujiao, and no one else.
Even Luo Wenwen, well, she willingly lowered herself. The act of "three people must have one who can teach me" was initiated by her!
"That should be it, right?" Murong Qingxue pouted.
She had just given herself to Yang Feilong last night, and today, wow, so many women had come. Someone might think they were catching him in the act.
"Where are we at even half?" Han Yun scoffed. "Have even half arrived?"
"Ah?" Murong Qingxue and Murong Qiuyue froze.
Not even half had arrived yet?
"More than half have arrived," Luo Yujiao coughed and stepped forward to explain. She had a say in this matter. She was quite familiar with Yang Feilong's women because Yang Feilong had told her many things.
Who asked her to be Yang Feilong's first woman and dote on him? Yang Feilong told her things without any pressure.
"More than half?" Although this brought some relief, the thought that this was not all of them made many women feel a bit resentful.
This amorous man!
What brought them some comfort was that this philandering man was not a true scumbag. At the very least, he wasn't playing with their feelings. He loved each person with all his might.
"So lively! I'm not late, am I?" At this moment, another woman walked into the villa hall with a smile.
This woman was Xu Fei, the only one who had actively pursued Yang Feilong.
Not far behind her followed a woman, her face filled with joy, helplessness, and more complex emotions.
Lin Yunxi looked at the room full of women, unsure of what she was feeling. She remembered that when Yang Feilong first descended the mountain, she and her cousin Lin Qiaoxi had met him together. At that time, they had mistaken him for a bad guy and played a trick on him.
How many times had she wondered, if she hadn't made things difficult for Yang Feilong back then, but had chosen to be with her cousin, would Yang Feilong have had so many women?
Yes, her cousin Lin Qiaoxi also liked Yang Feilong. Her going to cultivate in the spirit realm was also to escape her own feelings for Yang Feilong.
But where in life were there so many regret pills?
She hadn't intended to come. Although she had accepted the fact that Yang Feilong had many women, she wasn't entirely free of reservations. However, they hadn't seen each other for nearly half a year, and she thought about Yang Feilong constantly. So, when Xu Fei said she was coming, after some hesitation, she agreed!
And thus, the scene unfolded with them arriving one after another.
"Not late, not late," Yang Feilong said with a smile. Now, he was like a tough old hand, not feeling any grievances. These women, each with her extraordinary temperament, peerless beauty, and unmatched elegance, were willing to share him with other women. This was enough for Yang Feilong to appease them.
He said this as he stepped forward, embraced Xu Fei, and took Lin Yunxi's hand, kissing them both successively. Xu Fei was very proactive, as if she wanted to kiss Yang Feilong until the end of time. Lin Yunxi's kiss was brief and restrained, mainly because Lin Yunxi's personality leaned towards conservatism.