"Mmpphh... mmph!"
Mo Shangying, her upper body smothered under the blankets, lay sprawled on the bed, kicking her legs frantically as she struggled to cry out.
Lin Yu didn’t need much effort to keep her pinned effortlessly.
Seriously!
Did she even realize whose room this was?
Barging in whenever she pleased, causing a ruckus like it was nothing.
If he didn’t teach her a lesson today, she’d never understand why flowers bloom so red!
"Stealing from me? You’ve got some nerve, little thief!"
As he spoke, Lin Yu raised his hand and brought it down with a sharp slap against Mo Shangying’s backside.
Smack!
Mo Shangying: "Mmph!"
"I’ll teach you to steal!"
Smack!
"Let’s see if you dare try it again!"
Smack!
Lin Yu controlled his strength perfectly—each strike sounded crisp and loud, but he made sure not to actually hurt Mo Shangying.
After all, he still needed her for something later.
If he broke her, who’d do his bidding?
But as it turned out, against all odds…
Before he could even finish his "Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms," he did end up breaking her—just not in the way he expected.
At first, with every slap, Mo Shangying wailed pitifully into the blankets.
Her cries gradually grew softer.
By the seventh or eighth strike, the mood began to shift strangely.
The girl tucked under his arm seemed to have transformed into a silkworm cocoon?
With every angle and force of his strikes, she wriggled and squirmed incessantly.
Not only did she stop begging for mercy, but she almost seemed to be… anticipating it?
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, Host! You have successfully unlocked the Elder of the Formation Hall’s attribute skill: "Reverse Dao Physique"!]
[Congratulations, Host! Your intimate relationship with the Elder of the Formation Hall has deepened, advancing to the Sixth Realm: "Crimson Phoenix’s Heartbeat." Upon completing subsequent tasks, you may bind her as a Soul Cultivation or Body Cultivation Dao Companion!]
[Rewards: 50 Sect Contribution Points, 50 Spirit Stones.]
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Reverse Dao Physique?
Hiss—
Was Mo Shangying’s constitution… this exceptional?
The sect contribution and spirit stones paled in comparison to her allure now.
Lin Yu was sorely tempted to "enforce justice" on Mo Shangying right then and there.
Forget rationality, forget calculations—force was the true miracle.
A few more slaps, and let’s see if Mo Shangying could still think straight!
But alas…
There was a little painter in the room, and her timing couldn’t have been worse.
Lin Yu cursed himself for not being Li Xunhuan.
Otherwise, he could’ve just tossed out a line like "You’ve arrived at the perfect moment" and let everyone enjoy the fun together.
Meanwhile, at the living room entrance, Ye Mengfu was the one truly suffering.
A torment of both mind and body.
She was still just a kid!
Why did she have to endure this, forced to listen to those sounds from inside?
Was this… some kind of quirk between Shangying and Lin Yu?
Ye Mengfu was past the legal marriage age—she wasn’t some clueless fool.
That series of sharp smacks definitely didn’t sound like someone being slapped on the arm…
Helpless, Ye Mengfu could only cover her ears, trying desperately to block it out.
So this was how Lin Yu acted in private?
She’d never seen this side of him before—it was terrifying.
She needed to stay far, far away from him from now on!
Back in the bedroom, Lin Yu reluctantly pulled his hand away.
If he kept going, Ye Mengfu might as well be listening to an adult film live.
Given Ye Mengfu’s personality, deepening their relationship would become impossible after this.
For the sake of long-term plans, he had to grit his teeth and endure!
Once he stopped, Lin Yu got up and turned on the bedroom light.
Mo Shangying, sensing the sudden brightness, immediately sprang up from the bed.
Her hair was a disheveled mess, her face flushed crimson.
By normal logic, now that she was free, Mo Shangying should’ve either scolded Lin Yu furiously or lunged at him in a rage.
The moment he let her go, Lin Yu had braced himself.
If Mo Shangying lashed out, he’d bolt straight for the living room.
With her best friend right there, she wouldn’t dare make a scene—how could she admit she’d just been spanked?
Of course, that logic only held if Mo Shangying was a normal person.
But she wasn’t…
Mo Shangying sat on the bed, first touching her burning cheeks.
Then, she wore an expression as if contemplating the meaning of life.
Lin Yu beside her: "……"
What was this?
Had he slapped her brain into malfunctioning?
In truth, Mo Shangying was genuinely deep in thought.
The moment the blanket had smothered her, she’d realized Lin Yu had tricked her.
At first, she’d been furious.
First, "Little Yu" took advantage of her at noon, and now he’d gotten the upper hand again at dawn.
She’d wanted nothing more than to leap up, choke him, and force him to call her "big sister" a hundred times.
But with each successive slap…
Not only did it dissipate her anger, it also opened a door to a whole new world.
Mo Shangying was shocked to find that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t stay mad.
In fact… she didn’t want Lin Yu to stop?
How bizarre!
Lin Yu waved a hand in front of Mo Shangying’s face, snapping her out of her daze.
Mo Shangying suddenly grabbed his wrist, pulling it close to inspect it carefully.
Lin Yu tensed and quickly defended himself:
"Hey, hey—you broke in first! Don’t even think about revenge!"
But Mo Shangying, with utmost seriousness, analyzed:
"Little Yu… is there some kind of magic in your hand?"
"It was like this during the day, and then just now it was like that..."
"How strange, what kind of phenomenon is this?"
Lin Yu: "..."
What an utterly calm and rational person.
So she’s encountered an unknown problem and plans to explain it scientifically!
Damn, that’s just like you.
What’s so strange about it? You’re clearly a hidden masochist!
Of course, Lin Yu wouldn’t tell Mo Shangying that.
Since she’s the cold, logical type, he might as well leave the puzzle for her to figure out on her own.
"Oh right, Little Fufu!"
After spacing out for a long time, Mo Shangying nearly forgot about Ye Mengfu waiting by the door.
She hurriedly jumped off the bed and rushed to the living room, but not before tossing her hair back and saying:
"I’ll settle things with you later. Once I figure out what that phenomenon was just now, we’ll try it again!"
Lin Yu: "..."
Shyness? Impossible. She’d never be shy in her life.
She’s all about testing theories through practice, with zero girlish charm.
Not only is her physique exceptional, but so is Mo Shangying’s way of thinking.
You’d be hard-pressed to find another person like her in the entire world.
...
The commotion finally died down for the moment.
Ye Mengfu still wore a panicked expression, not yet recovered from the earlier chaos, when Mo Shangying dragged her into Lin Yu’s bedroom.
Judging by their contrasting states,
it looked like she was the one who’d just been bullied on the bed.
Even more flustered than Ying’er, who’d actually been the one getting smacked!
Earlier in the living room, Lin Yu hadn’t paid much attention.
But tonight, Ye Mengfu was wearing a full set of long-sleeved athletic wear.
Truly committing to the "I’m not hot at all" fashion philosophy.
Who exactly was she trying to guard against?!
Meanwhile, Mo Shangying was in a fitted, silky slip dress—half sleepwear, half casual wear.
So thin to the touch, no wonder it felt like every smack landed directly on skin.
The two girls’ fashion choices made it seem like they were living in completely different climates.
Clearly, what happened during the day had left an impression on Ye Mengfu. Those "legs worth showing off" had been quietly tucked away.
"Come on, Little Fufu, sit down. Little Yu isn’t going to eat you."
After hopping onto Lin Yu’s bed, Mo Shangying noticed Ye Mengfu still standing stiffly nearby.
So she stood on the mattress, wrapped an arm around Ye Mengfu’s shoulders, and pulled her down.
"Ah—!"
Ye Mengfu yelped as she tumbled onto Lin Yu’s bed, immediately scrambling back upright.
She shot Lin Yu an extremely uneasy glance.
Their eyes met.
Lin Yu grinned. "That’s right, Sister Fufu, no need to be so tense. I don’t bite. Heh."
Ye Mengfu’s shoulders trembled: "!!!"
Now she was even more terrified.
No, you don’t bite.
But you do grope people. And smack them!
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