At the sight of Marc Gavin’s ambiguous smile, Qian Jin felt like offering some sort of explanation but then he realized that it won’t work even if he testified for himself. This uncle might conceive everything in a more amorous way.
You don’t need to force such an unwilling expression. I know that. Truly I do.
Marc Gavin patted Qian Jin on the shoulder hard.
Even if you are full of beans, you need to keep some form of control tonight.
Qian Jin felt it necessary to speak for himself. For anything he might say, Marc Gavin would swear that he placed good faith in.
However, whether he believed in what Qian Jin said was more than evident.
Rosella was taking sips from the small wine bowl grasped in her hand as Gomez Jane was eating and dining quietly, showing no signs of unhappiness while Gabriella’s expression was cloaked under her big mage hat. As for Lucifer Lucy? She was drinking happily with Marc Gavin, one round after another.
Qian Jin? You really got a nice girl this time. What’s her name? Alas, Yuan Kylie! What a good name. Come on, let’s go keep drinking.
It wasn’t until the middle of the night did they finished supper. Marc Gavin was carried out of the room by four warriors, during which he kept shouting loud that he wasn’t yet drunk.
The nanny started to clean away the leftovers and the tableware. Rosella rose up, cast a bashful look at Qian Jin, and ran quickly to her own bedroom. The door…was held ajar…
Gomez Jane straightened out her clothes and whispered to Qian Jin while passing by him,
I’m going to take a shower now. I will leave the door open tonight.
Because she drank too much, Lucifer Lucy’s face was red. Rising up, she wobbled to the room… The nanny prepared for Qian Jin.
Bang! A crisp bang was produced as Lucifer Lucy flopped onto the bed, the extent to which Qian Jin could visualize her seductive sex shapely figure in his mind.
Qian Jin looked around at the room of Rosella, his own and that of Gomez Jane, which was kept ajar and giving out a continuous splashing sound.
Ouch…
Qian Jin made a sigh, walked out of the room, closed the door, sat down by the staircase and started meditating. The habit of meditating developed over years had been deeply rooted in Qian Jin’s life, which underwent no change even with his knowledge that he wouldn’t be able to become a dual trainer of mage and warrior throughout his life.
But what else could he achieve if he lost control of himself? Two hours had elapsed since he started meditating. Though achieving no sense of magic elements, he had had at least somewhat cooled down his rippling mind after the hangover.
Three otherworldly beauties were now staying in their own rooms, of which the doors were held ajar…Qian Jin could only shake his head. He was, after all, just a normal man with normal desires. But here the question came, which room should he sneak into? Save for the demon girl Lucifer Lucy, there were two rooms reserved for him. Which should he go into? What outcome would be incurred to the one who didn’t win his
break-in
?
Would Rosella feel sad? Qian Jin closed his eyes and started dwelling on it seriously. Would Gomez Jane carry her Dual Moon and break into his room to show her stateliness of being the first wife?
Em…
Qian Jin opened his eyes and stretched his limbs. Then he was drawn to a woman’s figure standing amidst the moonlight not far away, the stature and temperament of whom he felt familiar with.
Gloria. The super ingenious mage Gloria.
Gloria slowly turned her head back. With the shielding of her big mage hat, Qian Jin couldn’t see the appearance hidden behind it.
The earthy yellow Sand Python magic core carrying magic elements’ sequence appeared in Gloria’s palm. Reflected by the moonlight, it seemed to be giving out a shimmering light due to the enchantment Gloria performed to make it more precious.
What a precious item.
Qian Jin came close to Gloria, sat down on the ground directly, and patted on the area next to him, hinting Gloria to sit down.
I got it accidentally. It’s of no use to me.
You like my sister?
Qian Jin was shocked. Why did everyone he ran into today ask him about this question? Couldn’t they say something else, like
Long time no see
, or,
You look more macho than before
, or even,
Have you eaten
? Why did everyone ask the question
Who do you like
to him? Even if he had already reached the marriage-suitable age, he didn’t enjoy being questioned so frequently.
Gloria stopped for few seconds, and then nodded her head,
It seems so.
Qian Jin looked up at the twinkling stars in the sky and whispered to himself whether he liked Gabriella or not. It was hard to say. Having lived together in Four Seasons Valley for two years, they had developed a very intimate relationship with each other, yet he was not sure if it was that familiar feeling called love. But one thing he was sure of was that he would feel heavily uncomfortable if someone else bullied her.
The value of this magic core is inestimable for a mage.
Gloria softly rose up, cupped Qian Jin’s cheeks with her palms and moved extremely close to him.
A cold hickey was imprinted on Qian Jin’s forehead, bringing about a sudden quiver to his body. Seeing Gloria walk into her room, Qian Jin couldn’t help shaking his head. Oh, this temptress…
Creak…
It was the second floor in the garden house. The window of Gomez Jane’s room was opened from two sides. Here appeared Gomez Jane, who was dressed in a white silk gown. By the moonlight, she radiated a special touch of beauty, as if a Goddess had walked out of the Stars. With hair fluttering in the breeze, she whispered,
Come upstairs.
Seeing the sincere look of Gomez Jane, Qian Jin suddenly rose up from the ground and wiped off the dust on his backside. Being a real man, was there anything to fear?
The door of Gomez Jane’s room was also kept ajar, from which a light of mystery and seduction was flickering.
Qian Jin pushed the door open and was slightly shocked when he saw Gomez Jane in the room. But on noticing Rosella lolling by Gomez’s side, he slumped into a state of sheer astonishment.
Against the backdrop of the candlelight and the translucent white silk gown, Gomez Jane’s mature and shapely figure appeared indescribably seductive.
Rosella’s cheeks were as red as a ripe apple. Dressed in a laced vest, she had half of her fair leg exposed out of her pink nightgown. Head lowered, she didn’t dare cast a look at Qian Jin.
Oh no… Qian Jin couldn’t stop the beating of his heart at such a thrilling scene.
Close the door.
Seeing Qian Jin’s dullness, rosiness sprawled on Gomez Jane’s plain face. She whisked her finger, conjured a ball of white paper to put out the candle and said bashfully,
Too baffled to make a choice? This way you don’t need to feel bewildered.
Qian Jin felt that his blood was set afire as he slowly walked to the bedside. The darkness of the night was unable to stop him from seeing the two unparalleled beauties curled up on the sides of the bed, while the area in the middle was left unoccupied.
Qian Jin jumped onto the bed and lay down. Hearing the heartbeats of the two beauties on his two sides, he felt a burning heat over his body, as a result of the liquor he took somehow. He gradually opened his arms and wrapped the two girls in his arms. Under the touch of their skin, Qian Jin felt tickling all over.
Soon, the harsh wheeze of these three people came from the room, coupled with the intermittent insects chirping outside the window and the rhythmic heaving of the two beauties resting around Qian Jin’s two arms.
A dim white light rose from the horizon in the east. Looking at the two beauties who also stayed awake for a whole night, Qian Jin took a hard breath. What a tiring night it was!
To remain on the bed while wrapping two beauties in his arms motionlessly for a whole night was even more exhausting than practicing a fighting technique.
Gomez Jane got up from the bed in a flush. Seeing the erecting part of Qian Jin’s body, she had more rosiness on her face.
At the sight of Rosella who was also wearing a flush, Qian Jin laughed awkwardly.
I know a joke which goes like this: a man and woman are about to sleep in the same bed. The woman draws a line in between and tells the man that, ‘If you cross the line, you are a monster. The next day when the woman woke up, she found that the man hasn’t crossed the line, so she says, ‘You are worse than a monster’.
Rosella and Gomez Jane burst out laughing, and they looked at Qian Jin who rose up and bent down to hide the special erecting organ on him.
I pondered for a whole night…
Qian Jin also bent over his body,
but still I got no answer as to with whom I should first…
With a bashful face and a lowered head, Gomez Jane walked to Qian Jin, and started straightening his warrior dress, which had got crumpled due to a whole night’s
stand
,
It’s all the same.
Rosella kept silent while nodding her head every few seconds. She then walked to Qian Jin and started flattening his clothes like what Gomez Jane was doing.
The nanny knocked at the door, and then said softly,
It’s time to have breakfast.
Qian Jin walked out of the room and felt that the nanny was looking at him furtively in a strange way. During the entire breakfast, Qian Jin had been visited by the somewhat strange looks from the people sitting around. Well, to act like a man who was worse than a monster was even worse than directly changing into a monster.
After breakfast, Qian Jin stood up and said to Gabriella who hadn’t finished eating:
Let’s go to the academy together. I have something to do today.
The other people were obviously relaxed after Qian Jin left. Even Gomez Jane, who used to put on a poker face, was now wearing a sweet smile.
Qian Jin fled from the room like a deserter in the battlefield and came to Marc Gavin’s room. He was about to knock at the door when he suddenly realized that it was all because of this uncle that he had such an embarrassing night. The wine he presented made everyone drunken to some certain extent, yet they still kept some consciousness which stopped them from doing the things their wild nature called for.
What do you want?
Carrying the quilt around his arms, Marc Gavin looked at Qian Jin bemusedly with his bear-like eyes.
Hey boy, haven’t you sobered up from the hangover? I am a man. I’m not a woman; your women are in the room upstairs…
Qian Jin gradually walked toward the bed, at the sight of which Marc Gavin took out an ax from the warrior dimension subconsciously.
Hey, you boy…
My dear uncle.
Qian Jin slumped down at the corner of the bed and looked at Marc Gavin.
I have no interest in men of your type. Should I be interested in men, I will choose boys like Cech Flet, who overshadows every girl standing by him.
Marc Gavin releases a relaxed look, threw the quilt away and started searching for his clothes.
So what brings you here? Won’t you go to the Punitive Expedition Academy today? Isabella has come looking for you six times over the past three months.
