After lying down for a while to ease her sore and aching waist, she sat up from the bed.
She got up and walked into the yard, watching Long Aotian diligently washing her undergarments. With a soft murmur, she wrapped her arms around him from behind. "Long Aotian."
Long Aotian, who was in the middle of washing the clothes, couldn't help but grin foolishly when the little girl hugged him from behind. "Why not rest a bit longer?"
Hu Yuying found this strange.
They say women drain men's energy, but in her case, it was the opposite.
She was the one left exhausted, while Long Aotian, who had done most of the work, was still full of vigor.
"I just want to stick close to you, Long Aotian."
"Hold on a second." Long Aotian gently removed her arms from around his neck.
He stood up and brought out the recliner from inside the house, placing it near the steps.
"Lie down here." After settling the little girl comfortably, Long Aotian sat back down and began rocking the recliner gently.
The autumn sun was warm and comforting, casting its golden glow evenly over their skin, filling their hearts with boundless hope for the future.
This moment—at least this moment of peace—was irreplaceable.
"Long Aotian."
"Hmm, I'm here."
"Long Aotian, I just wanted to call your name."
"Hearing you respond makes me feel so secure. Do you think our future will always be like this?"
"It definitely will." Long Aotian wiped his damp hands on his clothes and gently ruffled the little girl's hair. This kind of life was what countless people dreamed of, and Long Aotian was no exception.
"Long Aotian, you're the best." Hu Yuying turned on her side on the recliner, gazing at him with a soft smile.
Seeing her happy expression, Long Aotian felt his heart melt. He leaned in affectionately, brushing his nose against hers. "You're the best too, little girl."
After hanging the freshly washed undergarments to dry, Hu Yuying shifted to make room. "Long Aotian, come lie down with me."
Stretching out on the recliner with the little girl nestled in his arms, the gentle breeze and warm sunlight made this moment priceless—who else could truly understand its worth?
Suddenly, the little girl in his arms stirred, lifting her head to stare at Long Aotian in a daze.
"What's wrong?" Long Aotian chuckled at her startled expression, pinching her cheek lightly.
"Long Aotian... last night, and just now when we showered, you... you didn't pull out..." Her eyes filled with worry. "What if... what if I..."
Hearing this, Long Aotian's heart skipped a beat, a mix of excitement and concern rising within him.
Excitement, because he might soon have a child of his own.
Concern, because he feared it might burden the little girl.
"Your last period was on the 22nd, and today is the 19th. It should still be your safe period."
Hu Yuying had never experienced anything like this before—she didn’t even know how to calculate her ovulation cycle. But hearing Long Aotian's reassurance eased her nerves slightly.
"Do you like babies, Long Aotian?"
"I do."
Hu Yuying let out a soft laugh, burying her face in his chest as she whispered shyly, "Me too..."
Just then, the sound of the gate unlocking interrupted them.
Hu Yuying immediately pulled away from Long Aotian's embrace and stood to the side.
And at that very moment—
The voices of Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning soon reached them: "Looks like there's no work today."
A flicker of panic crossed Hu Yuying's delicate face. "Qingxue, Wanning, you're here."
"Mhm," Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning replied in unison, their eyes blinking curiously as they studied Hu Yuying.
There was something different about her today.
Her skin, in particular, seemed to glow—pale and tender with a faint rosy hue, like a perfectly ripe peach.
Just yesterday, the three of them had slept side by side, and not the slightest change had escaped their notice.
Hu Yuying had always had lovely skin, but today it was radiant, almost unnaturally so.
What stood out even more was the newfound grace about her, an indescribable allure. Though it might sound improper, at this moment, the only words that came to mind were "bewitching charm."
In an instant, Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning seemed to realize something.
Gently taking Hu Yuying's small hand, their smiles said nothing—and yet, everything.
Uncomfortable under their gaze, Hu Yuying instinctively averted her eyes.
At first, it had only been speculation, but her reaction now confirmed Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning's suspicions.
A thrill of excitement surged through them.
Their eyes darted toward Long Aotian, their expressions teasing.
Faced with their playful scrutiny, Long Aotian cleared his throat and stood up. "I’ll go buy some things. Let’s have lunch here."
Originally, the two had planned to shop for clothes for Long Aotian and eat at the mall.
But now, they had stumbled upon something far more intriguing, so they nodded without hesitation—almost as if they couldn’t wait for him to leave.
Noticing this, Long Aotian took Hu Yuying’s other hand. "Let’s all go together."
"No way, you go by yourself," Lin Wanning insisted, refusing to let go of Hu Yuying.
"Yeah, a grown man like you can handle it alone. We three have some girl talk—no boys allowed," Li Qingxue chimed in.
"Just… don’t tease Yuying too much today," Long Aotian said before Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning began pushing him toward the door.
"Got it, got it. We’ll be good and wait for you," they assured him, shutting the door behind him.
With a resigned chuckle, Long Aotian walked away.
The moment the door closed, Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning rushed back to Hu Yuying’s side.
She was already reclining on a lounge chair, covering her mouth with a soft laugh as she looked at her best friends. "Long Aotian said you two shouldn’t mess with me."
"But your dear Long Aotian isn’t here now," Li Qingxue said sweetly. "So you’ll have to listen to us..."
"How many times?" Unlike Li Qingxue’s subtlety, Lin Wanning was blunt.
Hu Yuying’s cheeks flushed pink, and she turned away. "I—I don’t know what you’re talking about."
Her coy demeanor, dripping with newfound femininity, was a stark contrast to before. Every word, every movement, carried a different energy.
"If you won’t tell us, we’ll just check ourselves. After all, we know your body too well—we’ll notice every little change," Lin Wanning teased.
At that, Hu Yuying closed her eyes, a blissful smile playing on her lips—so radiant it was impossible to look away.
Seeing that their tough approach wasn’t working, the two quickly softened their tone: "Pretty please, tell us! We’re dying to know..."
They were simply unbearable.
Hu Yuying opened her eyes, the blush on her face deepening instead of fading. "I... I don’t know..."
Then, with an especially awkward glance at her two close friends, she stammered, "I really don’t know, because... because..." The words lingered on the tip of her tongue, but she couldn’t bring herself to say them.
How could she outright tell them that she’d been worn out by Long Aotian to the point of passing out? And whether he had continued after she fell asleep... So how many times it had been—she truly had no idea...
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e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
