"My daughter has been taken in by you, so it would only be right and proper for you to take me in as well, wouldn't it?"
A mother-daughter duo?
Luo Yu's mind inexplicably thought of this term.
No!
That's inhuman! Could there really be such shamelessly lecherous scoundrels?
The oblivious Luo Yu fully demonstrated what's known as self-derision.
Qin Lan continued to whisper with Jia Lan.
"Lulu, you need to step it up, this mother and daughter are just too good at flirting."
"If they keep this up, they'll have Luo Gongzi utterly bewitched and infatuated."
"No way," Jia Lan shook her head, "Brother Yu is not someone so easily swayed."
"You should have a sense of crisis, we need to take the initiative, or else we're just too passive," Qin Lan said with a light huff.
"How do we take the initiative? I feel like I've done everything I could," Jia Lan said helplessly.
"I'll teach you..." and then Qin Lan began to whisper in Jia Lan's ear.
Bi Bidong's ears twitched. With her cultivation level, she could have easily eavesdropped on the Qin Lan Sisters' whispers.
But she did not do so.
If she couldn't win over a man against two little girls, she might as well not be the Female Pope. Too weak for the role.
The Female Pope's pride was at stake.
"Fine, if none of you are going to sleep, I'm heading up to bed," Luo Yu opted for a tactical retreat.
Since he couldn't face the Shura Field directly, the only option was to flee the scene.
"Don't go, watch a bit longer. This Cang Qing Jue is quite interesting," Xiaowu pleaded, clinging on.
Luo Yu's mouth twitched.
He didn't like this back-and-forth in romance at all; it lacked the dignity of a Heavenly Venerable. He could crush ten of them without breaking a sweat.
"I'm going to sleep, I'm going to sleep."
"I still have to cultivate tomorrow."
Watching Luo Yu head upstairs, Xiaowu pouted, "Stingy benefactor, that's so perfunctory."
Qin Lan and Jia Lan also found an excuse to go upstairs.
"Mom, I'm going up to sleep too," Xiaowu said.
"Weren't you enjoying the show? It's not over yet," Bi Bidong said with a smile.
Xiaowu glanced at the TV, then yawned, "What a lousy Heavenly Venerable, claiming to be the most handsome man in all the lands. He's not even fit to carry Brother Yu's shoes."
"Do you like that type?" Xiaowu inquired.
"Hmph?"
With a look of disdain, Bi Bidong turned off the TV with a flick of her hand.
Watching TV wasn't the goal; sitting with a man and sharing emotions was key. Once the man was gone, what's the point in watching the silly drama?
Late at night, all the lights in the villa were out.
Engulfed by the darkness of night, the blood moon hanging high in the sky radiated a sinister red glow, extremely bewitching. Roars of ferocious beasts could faintly be heard beyond the outskirts of the Capital Base City.
...
"Knock, knock, knock—"
Luo Yu's door was gently tapped.
"Who is it?" Luo Yu asked as he walked over to the door.
"It's me, your benefactor," came a playful and endearing female voice.
"Xiaowu?"
Luo Yu didn't immediately open the door but asked, "It's late, why aren't you sleeping? What are you doing here at my door?"
"Benefactor, if you don't open the door, everyone else will be woken up. You wouldn't want my mom to find out I came here secretly in the middle of the night," Xiaowu urged anxiously.
"Click—"
Luo Yu opened the door, and Xiaowu, who had somehow changed into a pair of white knee-socks and a miniskirt, with her hair flowing down to her curved buttocks, slipped sideways into the room.
"This..."
"Hurry and close the door, benefactor. If you don't, we'll be discovered by others," Xiaowu said, batting her pinkish enchanting eyes in the dim red moonlight of the room.
Luo Yu closed the door, walked back, and said with a wry smile:
"Xiaowu, we have nothing to hide between us, so why worry about closing the door?"
Xiaowu locked eyes with Luo Yu and pronounced each word deliberately:
"But what if my conscience is not clear...?"
Luo Yu's body jolted; he was at a loss for words.
"Benefactor, you're about to leave, so whatever you want to say, you must say it now. Do you believe in love at first sight?" Xiaowu asked.
Luo Yu nodded and said, "I believe in love at first lust."
That response completely disrupted Xiaowu's mood.
God damn it, love at first lust!
Even a straight-as-an-arrow man wouldn't reply like that if he were confessed to.
Xiaowu nodded and said, "I get it, benefactor's meaning is that all beautiful love starts with looks and ends with character, right."
"Oh, is that what I think?"
If the situation had been different, Luo Yu would have given Xiaowu a thumbs-up, enterprise-level understanding.
"Don't you like Xiaowu?" Xiaowu pouted her rosy little lips, shyly pinching the hem of her skirt, with her white-sock-wrapped slender legs tip-toeing on the ground.
"To say I don't like you, that would be too against my heart," Luo Yu was very straightforward.
"Hehe, then that's good," Xiaowu lunged forward, wrapping her arms around Luo Yu's waist.
Feeling a burst of fragrance rushing to his nose, and that soft, boneless body hugging him, Luo Yu silently recited the Clear Heart Spell in his heart.
This scene, seriously, one might need to call upon the Buddha to recite the Heart-Cleansing Scripture, otherwise it's just too heated.
"Xiaowu, aren't we moving too fast?"
"Not fast, Xiaowu has already set her heart on benefactor in her heart," she replied.
"No, that's not okay," Luo Yu shook his head: "Your mom is living next door, this is not right."
Xiaowu, this cunning rabbit of tens of thousands of years, instinctively wanted to say, wouldn't that be more exciting?
But remembering that Brother Yu doesn't have his past memories now.
She had to be more restrained.
"If Xiaowu keeps her mouth shut, then it's okay," she said.
Luo Yu was instantly in disarray.
I talk about the city gate tower, you talk about the crotch bone axle?
What I mean is that this is not good, we can't be reckless, and you say you can keep quiet?
"Benefactor, please don't think of Xiaowu as a bad girl. In this life, Xiaowu won't give anyone else a chance, except for you."
"In life as your person, in death as your ghost."
Luo Yu's cautionary nature's first reaction was that it hadn't been long enough since they met; how could there be such deep feelings.
But relying on his keen emotional perception, he found that Xiaowu was sincere, with no falsehood in her feelings for him.
This...
Could there really be love at first sight in the world, or is it only someone debauched like him who would be moved by sight?
Just as Xiaowu was planning to deepen her exchange with Luo Yu, "thud thud thud!"
The door was knocked lightly.
"Someone's coming," Luo Yu immediately panicked: "It can't be your mom looking for you, right?"
Xiaowu blinked her Beautiful Eyes, opened the large wardrobe, curled up her graceful body, drilled inside, made a shushing gesture, and pulled the wardrobe doors closed automatically.
This calm and smooth operation left Luo Yu dumbfounded.
Damn!
She's that skilled?
Why does it feel like she's experienced and has done this many times before?
He walked to the door, "Who is it?"
"Luo Gongzi, there's no time to explain, please open the door, I feel like my knocking might wake the others up," a voice came from outside.
"Jia Lan?"
Luo Yu opened the door, seeing a beauty, who had just bathed, with long hair draped over her shoulders, wafting the scent of shower gel all over her.
Her legs were covered in a layer of ultra-thin silk stockings, accentuating the round and slender shape far better looking than any ordinary chopstick legs.
"Hurry, shut the door."
After closing the door, Jia Lan stroked her chest, took a deep breath, and appeared scared, her cheeks flushed red.
"Why are you acting like a thief?" Luo Yu thought to himself; why has this little ancestor also come here when there's already one in the wardrobe?
"I am acting like a thief," Jia Lan huffed: "Only, a thief steals things... I steal..."
"Steal what?" Luo Yu asked.
Jia Lan hesitated, looking a bit shy, the word "person" didn't come out.
"Luo Gongzi, I confessed to you so thoroughly during the day, have you considered it yet?" Jia Lan sat on the edge of the bed, her silk legs pressed together.
Neat and tidily.
"I..."
Luo Yu really wanted to say he hadn't had time to think, as he was preoccupied with the Shura Field, but he dared not say that, afraid of getting hit.
"Give me a little more time..."
"If you keep considering, I might never see you again," Jia Lan said, an urgent look crossing her pretty face.
"I will come back," Luo Yu reassured her, gently stroking Jia Lan's slightly damp hair, softly saying, "Don't be afraid."
"Hehe... it's okay to consider it more, but tonight, Lulu wants to sleep with Luo Gongzi?"
"What?"
Luo Yu was shocked, his eyes widened, and Jia Lan's face turned redder, as if she had mustered a lot of courage to say those words.
Just then, the door was knocked again.
Jia Lan's face turned white with nervousness, and Luo Yu's scalp tingled.
In the tension, he also felt an odd thrill; what's with this faint feeling of familiarity?