Li Qingxue's words were straightforward and unabashed.
Hu Yuying's eyes darted away, her fingertips unconsciously brushing against her red lips.
"I forced Long Aotian." Her voice was soft, yet it rang clear in the quiet of the night.
"Forced?" The word seemed so out of place coming from someone who was now too shy to even function.
It was no surprise that Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning were stunned—they couldn’t fathom how someone as gentle as Hu Yuying could have "forced" Long Aotian.
Hu Yuying fidgeted with her small hands, too embarrassed to elaborate.
She had mustered all her courage to give Long Aotian two choices.
No one knew just how terrified she had been at that moment.
Even if he had pushed her away, she wouldn’t have left him.
After all, she had a pretty thick skin.
Luckily, Long Aotian had embraced her.
And they’d kissed—twice—with tongues and everything. So happy.
"Goodness, Hu Yuying, what are you thinking about? Your smile looks downright indecent!" Li Qingxue shook Hu Yuying, who was lost in a dazed grin, her curiosity burning fiercely.
Lin Wanning said nothing, but her beautiful eyes never left Hu Yuying.
She wanted to know too.
But how could she possibly say it out loud? Even though they were her best friends, her closest confidantes, some things were just too embarrassing to share.
"Besides kissing, what else did you do?" Lin Wanning, sensing Hu Yuying’s hesitation, changed the subject.
"Yeah, what else?"
"Does touching feet count?" Hu Yuying finally murmured, her face flushed as she lowered her gaze.
"What? Playing with feet?!"
The shock on their faces made Hu Yuying forget her shyness, and she quickly clarified, "Not playing! My feet hurt, and Long Aotian checked them for me."
Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning instinctively glanced at their own feet, mentally comparing them to Hu Yuying’s.
They’d seen everything during their bath earlier that afternoon...
The real issue was, they’d both kissed Long Aotian too—but they’d never had their feet played with—no, touched—by him.
Li Qingxue had once fantasized about stepping on Long Aotian’s face with her little feet, but that was just a passing thought.
Now, hearing that Long Aotian had such a… preference, her tiny toes curled nervously in her shoes.
Thankfully, her socks and shoes hid it, or she might’ve dug grooves into the floor with her toes.
For a moment, she couldn’t help but envy Hu Yuying. Why hadn’t she thought of that? Ugh.
But since she hadn’t, she could always ask.
"What does it feel like… when Long Aotian touches your feet?"
Seeing that Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning weren’t letting up, Hu Yuying buried her face in her knees. "Stop asking! I—I can’t describe how it felt."
"Wait." Lin Wanning paused, then frowned. "Why would your feet hurt earlier? You were walking just fine."
"Yeah." Li Qingxue caught on too, having been too caught up in the excitement to notice before.
At this, Hu Yuying buried her face even deeper, her voice muffled. "I… I lied to Long Aotian."
"You lied to him?! I’m telling!" Lin Wanning dug her fingers into Hu Yuying’s waist, tickling her mercilessly.
Hu Yuying was extremely ticklish, and the assault forced her to lift her head, squirming away.
Breathless from laughter, she finally grabbed both Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning’s hands. "You can’t tell on me!"
"Then you’d better behave, or we will."
Hu Yuying leaned into Lin Wanning’s embrace, her face flushed, her breathing uneven, a seductive haze in her eyes. "You’ve never lied to Long Aotian either?"
The question left both Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning speechless.
Had they ever deceived Long Aotian? The answer was obvious—girls could be quite the little tricksters.
Seeing their expressions, Hu Yuying immediately perked up. "Aha! So you’ve lied to him too! Did you take advantage of his innocence?"
At the word "innocence," all three burst into laughter.
Long Aotian could be so clueless sometimes.
Like when he stared at long legs, or at excavators, or when he froze in confusion during kisses...
"What’s so funny?"
Long Aotian walked in carrying a pack of chilled sodas.
But the sight of Hu Yuying half-sprawled in Lin Wanning’s arms, her face flushed, her expression dazed and almost… ruined, nearly made him drop the drinks.
Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning weren’t panting as heavily, but their clothes, skirts, and stray strands of hair were all disheveled.
It wasn’t hard to imagine what they’d been up to while he was gone...
His gaze turned slightly reproachful as he stared at Hu Yuying. Had she just been toying with him? Was his charm fading?
The three girls quickly scrambled to his side.
Hu Yuying hurriedly tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "Long Aotian, we were just playing around."
She reached for the sodas, but Long Aotian shifted his arm away.
Hu Yuying missed, looking up at him with innocent confusion.
Long Aotian chuckled. "Too heavy."
As he set the drinks down, Hu Yuying pinched Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning’s waists. "This is all your fault."
The two covered their mouths, stifling giggles.
"Long Aotian, let’s eat."
"Brother, I’m hungry too."
They headed toward the kitchen, leaving Hu Yuying behind.
Watching them shamelessly act spoiled with her Long Aotian, Hu Yuying lightly stomped her foot. But instead of feeling upset, a warm, fuzzy feeling bloomed in her chest—one that anyone who’d experienced it would understand.
Seated around the stove, Long Aotian opened the sodas, inserted straws, and handed them out.
Each girl happily sipped their chilled drink, chatting about their day and occasionally discussing their online shop’s progress.
Without a fridge yet, the three ended up stuffed under Long Aotian’s insistence.
"Long Aotian, I can’t eat anymore." Hu Yuying tugged lightly at his sleeve, her voice laced with a whine.
"Brother, me too." Lin Wanning was at her limit—she usually watched her figure, and tonight’s meal had already stretched her stomach to its limits.
"Long Aotian, spare me." Li Qingxue patted her slightly rounded belly for emphasis.
"Just a little more. I’ll take you out to walk it off later." Long Aotian remained unmoved. He knew exactly how much they’d eaten.
There was a kind of mealtime tyranny known as "Long Aotian’s portion control"...
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