Chapter 235: Want to hold one in each arm?

"Bing'er, I suddenly remembered..."

Huo Wu suddenly said blankly: "When exactly did the two of us agree to spend the night at the hotel with him?"

Shui Bing'er almost laughed out loud: "You're only thinking of this question now?"

Huo Wu tapped her head and pouted: "Who told him to be this way one moment and that way the next? My brain has been completely muddled..."

"So, why think about so much? If you like him, strive to be together; if you don't, then leave..."

Shui Bing'er pulled Huo Wu's hand and walked toward the bedside together: "For you, isn't it most relaxing to just do as you please without thinking?"

Huo Wu was dragged onto the bed by her without any resistance, and during the process, she actually didn't notice anything wrong.

When Qin Jian finished his shower and came out, he was surprised to see Shui Bing'er and Huo Wu already leaning against the headboard, each occupying one side.

"You two..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Huo Wu fiercely threw a pillow at him: "Today Bing'er and I are sleeping on the bed, you sleep on the sofa by yourself!"

"You're sleeping with Bing'er?"

Qin Jian's expression was a bit strange: "Why does this feel so 'yuri'..."

"What 'yuri'?" Huo Wu asked.

Qin Jian shook his head and stood before the bed, pondering whether he would be kicked off if he forced his way up now.

Forget it, use a roundabout tactic.

"Hum!"

Qin Jian suddenly took out the Lovesick Heartbroken Red from his right hand; the king of flowers, white with a tinge of red, captivated the beauty-loving eyes of the two girls.

"Qin Jian, what flower is this?" Shui Bing'er couldn't help but ask.

Qin Jian smiled, sat silently at the foot of the bed, and began to recite the original story of Tang San.

As he spoke, he kicked off his shoes and sat cross-legged in the center of the large bed, while Shui Bing'er and Huo Wu, immersed in the poignant story, noticed nothing.

"Lovesick Heartbroken Red... what a truly fitting name..." Shui Bing'er murmured.

Huo Wu looked at Qin Jian with a touch of emotion: "It requires wholehearted, sincere feelings to gain its recognition; to think you actually succeeded..."

"Why couldn't I succeed?"

Qin Jian smiled and scooted forward a few inches, gradually nearing the position between the two of them.

"Then who were you thinking of in your mind at that time?" Shui Bing'er asked a crucial question.

Huo Wu immediately looked over, her expression slightly tense: "Right, who were you thinking of?"

Qin Jian smiled faintly: "It's the same whoever I think of..."

Shui Bing'er and Huo Wu's expressions twisted at the same time.

"I'll prove it to you..."

Qin Jian took out a thin needle, pricked his finger lightly, and then watched as Shui Bing'er let the blood drip onto the petals.

Past events and memories came flooding back.

The most sincere intention of protection; he had no flaws.

"Hum!"

A petal fell, and as Qin Jian extended his finger: "Help me protect her."

"Swish!"

The petal flew into Shui Bing'er's chest and slowly disappeared inside.

Shui Bing'er's beautiful eyes were dazed, gradually becoming as soft as water.

Then, Qin Jian followed the same pattern and sent a petal to Huo Wu as well, making this girl, who was like a Flame, also become emotionally moved.

Qin Jian moved another three inches...

Shui Bing'er suddenly thought of something, her gaze lifting to the Lovesick Heartbroken Red in his hand, especially the spots where the petals had fallen.

"One... two... three... four... five..."

She counted softly, making Qin Jian's heart skip a beat.

"Five of them..."

Shui Bing'er looked up at Qin Jian, then suddenly turned over with her back to him: "Hmph!"

Qin Jian took this opportunity to sit in the center of the two, then turned to pat Shui Bing'er's shoulder, looking very confused: "Bing'er, what's wrong?"

Because his movements were too natural, and their attention had been entirely captured by the Lovesick Heartbroken Red earlier, Shui Bing'er and Huo Wu actually didn't feel that anything was amiss.

This is how it is; when there is a focus in one's line of sight, one will ignore other places...

Qin Jian had applied the tactics from the Soul Fighting Arena to perfection.

"Hmph..."

Shui Bing'er snorted again, ignoring him.

Qin Jian suddenly leaned in and bit her ear lightly.

The strange stimulation made Shui Bing'er shiver all over, and she was inexplicably pulled into Qin Jian's embrace.

"Qin Jian!"

A roar came from behind; Qin Jian reacted instantly, turning back to lie flat, and reached out his other arm to pull Huo Wu over as well.

"You want to hold one in each arm?!"

Now both girls were angry; with tacit understanding, they pushed Qin Jian away and turned to their respective sides.

They had already forgotten that they originally intended for Qin Jian to sleep on the sofa, which only goes to show that in the depths of their subconscious, they had already accepted the possibility of the three of them sleeping together.

Realizing this, Qin Jian immediately felt at ease; as for wanting to hold one in each arm, it was actually quite simple...

He turned over again and embraced Shui Bing'er from behind: "Alright, alright."

Shui Bing'er felt exceptionally moved; the thought of pushing him away didn't even cross her mind.

Seeing the two of them huddled together while she was left to sleep alone, Huo Wu was angry just as Qin Jian had expected: "How could you hold her? Let go! Come over and hold me!"

Qin Jian clicked off the bedside lamp, the bed plunged into darkness, and then he once again pulled Huo Wu close with one arm.

Darkness could provide a layer of protective coloring; unable to see each other, it also made them less resistant to being held by Qin Jian at the same time.

"Where is your left hand? You are not allowed to hold her!"

Huo Wu only said this, but she did not push him away again.

"Alright, I'll listen to you..."

Qin Jian replied with a soft chuckle, while his left hand quietly pulled Shui Bing'er even tighter.

Shui Bing'er leaned against his shoulder and smiled silently.

She was naturally well aware of these tricks Qin Jian was playing, but she simply didn't mind and wouldn't expose him.

Qin Jian held them silently, the sense of stimulation in his heart slowly calming down, replaced instead by a lingering atmosphere of warmth.

If there were two God Positions in this world, the Ice Goddess and the Flame Goddess, then they would certainly be the most suitable for them.

With the two auras of scorching heat and icy cold lingering around his body, Qin Jian gained a great sense of satisfaction.

Nothing else happened that night, but when the three of them woke up from sleeping under the same quilt the next day, they were met with another wave of disagreement.

The three of them bathed in the setting sun, taking a walk amidst the flowing light of the evening glow.

A leisurely and melodious sound of an erhu drifted over, desolate and tragic.

"Eh? 'Moon Reflected on the Second Spring'? Did A Bing transmigrate too?"

Qin Jian glanced over and indeed saw a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses sitting by the side of the road, playing the erhu with great devotion.

And beside him, Tailong and his father Tai Nuo happened to be walking past with staggering steps.

"This background music... tsk... so it was prepared for them..."

Qin Jian rubbed his chin as he sized up the two big gorillas in front: "It looks like Tang San won in the small woods, and then he poisoned Tailong's father as well..."

"Qin Jian! It's you!"

A roar came from afar...

Thanks to book friend 【Amogul】 for the tip!

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