Lu Feng felt like a tiny boat tossed about in a turbulent sea.
The intoxicating scent of Zhu Zhuyun's Midnight Rose perfume blended with the natural fragrance of Zhu Zhuqing's youthful body, creating a heady mix that could easily lead one astray into a world of tender delights.
He wore the Eight Treasures Soft Armor, which could, in theory, withstand attacks from soul masters below the 60th rank.
So, he wasn't hurt in the slightest.
But he didn't want to get up.
Because lying there was just too comfortable.
The warmth of Zhu Zhuyun's body like the leather sofa was incredibly pleasing.
Turns out my sister-in-law isn't as bad as I thought.
"We first need to wake him up! you, hurry and give him mouth-to-mouth," Zhu Zhuqing suggested, scrambling for a solution.
"Mouth-to-mouth? Me…?" Zhu Zhuqing hesitated.
Zhu Zhuyun cut in, "You're his fiancée in all but name. He'll take your first kiss sooner or later, why be shy now? Besides, this is an emergency."
"...Fine."
Setting aside her embarrassment, Zhu Zhuqing focused only on saving Lu Feng.
She leaned down, staring at his still childish but handsome face, pinched his nose, took a deep breath, and pressed her lips to his.
A jolt passed through both of them the moment their lips touched like a electric shock.
This is bad.
Lu Feng hadn't expected the sisters to resort to this.
Was his first kiss really was taken like this?
He held back his urge to respond back, not reacting. If he was going to pretend, he will pretend all the way.
So he kept his eyes shut, feigning unconsciousness.
But under the warmth of her lips, the softness, his restraint was crumbling.
"Something's wrong! he's getting worse!" Zhu Zhuqing's voice trembled, on the verge of tears.
"H-how did this happen?" Zhu Zhuyun floundered, equally shaken.
In truth, their fear had clouded their judgment.
One was a Grand Soul Master, the other a Soul elder both skilled, experienced, and razor-sharp as Agility-type fighters. If they'd calmed down and observed Lu Feng closely, they'd have noticed something off. But after witnessing his once-in-a-millennium God-Level Martial Soul awakening, even the Star Luo Emperor and the Spirit Hall elders had treated him as a treasure. That awe, paired with their growing fondness for him and the guilt over Zhu Zhuqing's accidental strike, how could they possibly stay calm?
"Brother Lu Feng! Is Lu Feng there?"
A voice called from the courtyard gates.
"Dai Weisi!"
At her fiancé's voice, Zhu Zhuyun snapped back to her senses. She hastily shoved Lu Feng toward Zhu Zhuqing, cheeks flushing as the reality hit her: How much had she just touched him? In the urgency to save him, she'd ignored propriety but she'd rather Dai weisi never saw this.
Lu Feng tensed internally. Damn it, of all times, this guy to show up now.
Then again, he was the one shamelessly leaning on another man's fiancée. Who was he to complain?
Dai Weisi's motive was obvious: another attempt to recruit him, solidifying the Crown Prince's faction.
Time to end the charade.
Lu Feng opened his eyes.
"You're awake! You're- I'm so sorry…" Zhu Zhuqing's tears spilled over, streaking her porcelain face. The sight twisted his heart.
"I'm fine. Don't cry." Gently, he thumbed away her tears. "I'm the one who should apologize."
Whether for his earlier recklessness or this farce, he'd wronged her.
This girl… He'd protect her properly from now on.
"Your face got so red, how can you say you're fine?"
"Ah… must've overexerted myself lately." He stood, stretching exaggeratedly to prove he was unharmed. Then, glancing at Zhu Zhuyun, he feigned surprise: "Oh, you're here too, First Miss?"
"You knew I was here all along didn't you?"
Zhu Zhuyun had a hunch and gave Lu Feng a suspicious sidelong glance, but she didn't call him out. She didn't have time anyway.
"I'm leaving. Don't mention my visit."
Like mist, she vanished.
Lu Feng steadied his breathing, comforted Zhu Zhuqing a little more, then stepped out of the courtyard to meet Dai Weisi.