Seeing this scene, the restrained Hu Meier immediately shouted, "Sister, you're cheating!"
But how could her cries be heard? She was drenched in sweat, helpless and frustrated. It was too despicable. With her sister's strength, it was easy to toy with a mere Body Tempering Realm warrior.
If it were a normal exchange, Hu Meier felt that Yang Kai would certainly not show any embarrassment. But if her sister had secretly done something, who knew what might happen.
Inside the room, Hu Jiaor suddenly stood up again and walked step by step toward the fragrant bed, turning back with a smile and saying, "Wait a moment, I'll get something for you."
"Okay." Yang Kai's brows furrowed slightly. He had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't pinpoint what it was.
Walking to the fragrant bed, Hu Jiaor bent down and knelt on the bed, searching through it. Her thin clothes could not hide her allure; the tight-fitting clothes clung to her round and firm buttocks, exuding an irresistible charm.
Yang Kai's heart rate quickened, and his throat felt dry.
After a long while, Hu Jiaor still maintained this alluring posture. Suddenly, a soft cry came from her mouth.
"What's wrong?" Yang Kai's expression changed, and he rushed forward quickly.
Just at that moment, Hu Jiaor stepped back from the bed, stumbled, and fell directly into Yang Kai's arms, hugging him tightly.
Their feet bumped into each other, and before they knew it, they both fell onto the bed.
Hu Jiaor was on top, and Yang Kai was underneath. The warm, soft body in his arms made Yang Kai's throat even drier. Looking at the beautiful face and the luscious lips just inches away, Yang Kai suppressed his desires and asked, "What's wrong?"
"There's a bug!" Hu Jiaor put on a complete act, her performance quite convincing. Her small hands clung to Yang Kai's clothes, looking like a frightened bird.
Yang Kai laughed, "Where is it?"
"There... there..."
Following Hu Jiaor's direction, Yang Kai indeed saw a bug slowly crawling. He thought women were indeed interesting; even as a warrior, a mere bug could scare her so much. He reached out, pinched the bug to death, and patted her fragrant shoulder, "It's gone, I've taken care of it."
"There must be more..." Hu Jiaor pushed her luck, turning her head to look around. Her silky hair brushed against Yang Kai's face and mouth, stirring his emotions again.
"There are no more." Yang Kai felt this wasn't right. If someone walked in and saw him and Hu Meier in this position, it would be impossible to clear his name.
"Really no more?" Hu Jiaor's eyes flashed with surprise. She didn't expect Yang Kai to remain composed and not take advantage of the situation.
If Yang Kai had really made a move, he would have ended up with broken limbs.
Although she was not pleased, Hu Jiaor didn't insist and obediently climbed off Yang Kai.
Yang Kai also sat up, looking at Hu Meier somewhat awkwardly. He noticed that her face was also flushed, and she limped to sit beside him.
"What's wrong with your foot?" Yang Kai asked.
"I think I sprained it when I fell just now." Hu Jiaor, not giving up, thought to herself that she would sacrifice herself today to dig out his heart and see if it was black or red.
"Let me take a look..." Yang Kai squatted down, picked up Hu Jiaor's foot, and examined it. He noticed that her ankle was indeed red and swollen, clearly a real injury.
It wasn't a fake injury; to test Yang Kai, Hu Jiaor had made a significant sacrifice.
Yang Kai didn't hesitate, as Hu Meier wasn't too concerned about propriety. She had tempted him before, so holding her foot now was nothing.
"Don't move!" Yang Kai warned, then reached into his chest and took out a bottle of medicine.
It was a bottle of Lingxiao Pavilion's Blood-Clotting and Bruise-Relieving Ointment. After taking it out, Yang Kai paused, as if thinking. After a moment, he uncapped the bottle, poured some ointment onto his palm, and carefully applied it to Hu Jiaor's swollen ankle.
A faint True Yang Essence also circulated, helping to enhance the medicine's effects.
Hu Jiaor couldn't help but shiver, thinking to herself that she had really lost out this time. For so many years, her pure and spotless body had never been touched by anyone. Today, to win a bet with her younger sister, she had been hugged and touched, and she couldn't even react or make the other person responsible.
Although she felt wronged, her body had a different reaction.
The large hand gently massaged her ankle, with a serious and gentle touch. The rough calluses on his hand rubbed against her tender skin, causing a tingling sensation.
His focused expression made him look more mature than his age.
As Yang Kai continued, Hu Jiaor's thoughts gradually faded, and a strange sensation began to surge through her body. This sensation made her heart race and a warm current rise in her lower abdomen, making her involuntarily clench her legs. She was afraid that if she didn't, the warm current would burst out.
"Yang Kai..." Hu Jiaor's voice was different, and at this moment, she was so embarrassed that she never thought she would make such a sound.
"Hmm?" Yang Kai looked up and saw Hu Jiaor's watery eyes fixed on him. Her face was flushed with blood.
"Do you want to... do something else?" Hu Jiaor bit her ruby-red lips, making her final move!
If Yang Kai agreed, she could discard all her current feelings, completely withdraw, and make sure Yang Kai didn't have it easy!
Would he agree? Hu Jiaor was nervous, hoping he would agree to free herself, but also hoping he would refuse, proving that her younger sister hadn't misjudged him, and neither had she! This tension and struggle made her heart extremely restless.
Hu Jiaor was worried, and the restrained Hu Meier was no less worried. She had stopped her useless shouting and was staring at Yang Kai, unsure of what answer he would give.
Yang Kai looked straight at Hu Jiaor, seemingly tempted. Her heart was in her throat, afraid that Yang Kai would say yes.
Suddenly, Yang Kai smiled, slowly put away the Blood-Clotting and Bruise-Relieving Ointment, and carefully tucked it into his chest.
"Miss!" Yang Kai pondered.
"Hmm?" Hu Jiaor was so nervous that she didn't notice the change in Yang Kai's address.
"The Blood-Clotting and Bruise-Relieving Ointment I used to treat your injury is one of my most precious things. Although it's not very valuable, it is a testament to the warmth I've felt from people over the years."
"What do you mean?" Hu Jiaor was stunned. She was asking him if he wanted to do something, and he was telling her this? What was the deeper meaning?
Yang Kai straightened up, looking down at Hu Jiaor from above, "I want to tell you that I used this extremely precious ointment to treat your injury. I also ask you not to hold my earlier actions against me. Let's put an end to this farce."