Chapter 145: New Game

After playing for a long time, everyone was a bit tired, each either lazily leaning against the edge of the Bath or half-floating on the water, their faces showing satisfied and cheerful smiles.

Steam filled the air, enveloping the entire bathroom in a hazy mist; the warm water flow gently slapped the skin, washing away the day's fatigue.

Li Qingxuan wiped the water droplets from his face, his handsome face lit with a pleased smile: "This game is indeed fun, a bit more exciting than Real Combat."

Huang Rong, hearing this, lightly brushed aside the wet hair stuck to her cheek; water droplets slid down her delicate collarbone as she laughed and agreed: "Yeah, it's been a long time since I let myself go like this, just having fun."

Li Feifei stretched her long limbs, leaning against the edge of the Bath, her voice tinged with a bit of laziness: "From now on we should find more fun like this, which can relax both body and mind and also deepen our feelings."

Zhao Ling'er and Zhao Shuang'er, this pair of sister flowers, clung close together; Zhao Ling'er's eyes curved, her voice clear: "Today we played to our heart's content, I don't want it to end."

Zhao Shuang'er nodded vigorously, her bright eyes flashing with joyful light, like the brightest star in the night sky.

Wang Hongmei and Chen Xiulan leaned together, Wang Hongmei's face bearing a gentle smile: "This bath was truly worth it; not only is the body relaxed, but the mood is especially refreshed."

Chen Xiulan nodded repeatedly, her voice soft: "Yeah, the day's fatigue has been swept away by this joy."

Li Jing blushed slightly, her voice soft yet revealing undisguised excitement: "I didn't expect to be this happy; being with everyone feels especially warm."

Everyone chatted back and forth, the bathroom filled with a warm, pleasant atmosphere, as if all worries were melting away in this pool of warm water.

The water rippled gently, reflecting everyone's satisfied smiles, forming a warm and beautiful picture.

After about the time it takes to burn an incense stick, Huang Rong was the first to rise from the Bath.

Water droplets slid down her exquisite figure, glistening with a lustrous sheen in the lamplight.

She picked up the towel beside her and gracefully wiped her body, speaking softly: "All right, we've played enough; we should go back to rest, tomorrow we still have business to attend to."

Everyone responded in turn, rising one after another from the pool. Li Qingxuan walked to Li Jing's side, reached out and gently pulled her, his eyes holding a tender smile: "Xiao Jing, did you enjoy yourself today?"

Li Jing's cheeks flushed crimson, she nodded slightly, her voice barely audible: "I'm very happy, thank you, Brother Qingxuan."

Zhao Ling'er and Zhao Shuang'er hopped ahead, Zhao Ling'er looking back with a mischievous laugh: "Let's go, let's go, off to sleep in our rooms!"

Wang Hongmei and Chen Xiulan followed behind, their steps unhurried, occasionally chatting softly about the amusing incidents from the game just now.

Li Feifei walked to Huang Rong's side, the two walking side by side, Li Feifei whispered: "Rong sister, tonight you must rest well, so you'll have Spirit tomorrow."

Huang Rong gave a lovely smile: "Feifei sister, don't worry; after such relaxation, I'll surely sleep sweetly tonight."

Everyone left the Bath one after another, each returning to their own room.

Light footsteps echoed in the hallway, gradually fading into the night.

In Li Qingxuan's room, candlelight flickered, warm and pleasant.

He lay on the bed, gently drawing Li Feifei beside him into his arms, and placed a soft kiss on her smooth forehead.

Li Feifei's lips curled slightly, returning a tender kiss.

The two gazed at each other and smiled, their eyes full of tenderness and affection.

Late at night, with all quiet, Li Feifei lay still upon Li Qingxuan's sturdy chest, feeling his steady heartbeat.

After a long while, she lightly lifted her head, her slender jade fingers tidying some disheveled hair, and spoke softly: "Qingxuan, it's getting late; go find the sisters quickly, don't keep them waiting."

Li Qingxuan cupped her beautiful face, imprinting a deep kiss upon her lips, his voice low and gentle: "Feifei, you are always so thoughtful. Then I'll go; don't be jealous."

Li Feifei lightly punched him, pouting: "Hurry up, I'm not that petty."

Li Qingxuan laughed as he rose, straightened his robes, and stepped out of the room lightly.

He first came to Huang Rong's door, gently pushed it open and entered.

Huang Rong had been lying flat on the bed; hearing the movement, she turned onto her side, her bright eyes especially luminous in the darkness.

She wore a thin nightgown, her graceful figure faintly visible.

"Rong sister, I'm here." Li Qingxuan walked to the bedside and sat down, his voice gentle.

Huang Rong smiled lovely, shifted inward a bit, and patted the empty space beside her: "Qingxuan brother, come up quickly."

Li Qingxuan removed his socks and shoes, got onto the bed and drew her into his embrace. Huang Rong leaned against his chest, speaking softly: "Today we truly had fun playing; from now on we should often play together."

"As long as you're happy, I'll always come to keep you company." Li Qingxuan gently stroked her hair, his eyes full of indulgence.

The two gazed at each other and smiled, their eyes filled with lingering affection.

The flickering candlelight cast their shadows onto the wall, intertwining into a warm picture.

After a long while, Li Qingxuan placed a kiss on Huang Rong's forehead, speaking softly: "Rong sister, rest first; I'll go check on the other sisters."

Huang Rong lazily nodded, her voice tinged with sleepiness: "Go on, don't keep them waiting."

Li Qingxuan gently tucked the blanket corner for her, then rose and left.

Arriving at the door of Zhao Ling'er and Zhao Shuang'er's room, before he could even raise his hand to knock, the door opened from inside.

Zhao Ling'er stood smiling at the door, her eyes flashing with a sly glint: "Qingxuan brother, please come in quickly."

"You haven't rested yet?" Li Qingxuan rubbed his nose, smiling as he stepped into the room.

Zhao Ling'er gave a playful blink, her tone tinged with coquettish complaint: "The neighbors' noises keep going on and off; how can one sleep?"

Li Qingxuan gave an embarrassed light cough twice, the corners of his mouth slightly lifting.

At that moment, Zhao Shuang'er lightly leapt from the bed, quickly came to Li Qingxuan's side, took his hand and spoke gently: "Qingxuan brother, we've been waiting for you."

Li Qingxuan affectionately tweaked her nose: "Just you with your sweet mouth."

Zhao Ling'er teased from the side: "Indeed, Shuang'er has been thinking of you so much she can't sleep."

Zhao Shuang'er's pretty face flushed red, she lightly punched her sister: "Sis, don't tease me."

Li Qingxuan watched the sisters playing, a warm feeling welling up in his heart.

He walked to the bedside, sat down, and pulled both of them to his side.

The three leaned together, speaking softly of private matters, occasionally bursting into light laughter.

The candlelight cast the three's shadows onto the gauze canopy, making them appear especially warm.

After a long while, Li Qingxuan placed a kiss on each of the sisters' foreheads, speaking gently: "Ling'er, Shuang'er, rest first; I'll go see the other sisters."

Zhao Ling'er and Zhao Shuang'er leaned together, responding softly: "Mm, Qingxuan brother, take your time."

Li Qingxuan finally arrived at the room of Wang Hongmei, Chen Xiulan, and Li Jing. He gently pushed the door open; Wang Hongmei heard the sound, looked up, saw it was him, and a flicker of surprise crossed her eyes: "Qingxuan, how come you're here?"

Li Qingxuan walked over slowly and saw Wang Hongmei and Chen Xiulan lying side by side on the bed, the brocade quilt half covering them. Li Jing was already sound asleep, the corners of her mouth still bearing a faint smile; she must be having a sweet dream.

He sat on the edge of the bed, his voice gentle: 'Sister Hongmei, Sister Xiulan, I've come to see you, and to see little Jing.'

Wang Hongmei's eyes flickered slightly; she gazed at Li Qingxuan and said softly: 'Qingxuan, we sisters know our situation. If you don't despise us, we are willing to keep you company.'

Chen Xiulan also nodded in agreement, her eyes filled with anticipation: 'Yes, Qingxuan, hearing the movements in the next room makes our hearts feel like a cat's claw.'

Li Qingxuan's lips curled into a gentle arc: 'I came here tonight precisely for you. As long as you are happy, we will often be together from now on.'

He gently took their hands, placing a kiss on each of their fingertips.

Wang Hongmei and Chen Xiulan exchanged a smile, their eyes filling with tender affection.

Li Qingxuan tidied the stray strands at their temples, his movements gentle and cherished.

The three spoke in low whispers, occasionally letting out soft laughter, making this quiet night feel especially warm.

Moonlight streamed through the window lattice, casting a pure radiance over the floor.

Li Qingxuan watched their peaceful sleeping faces, gently tucked the quilt corners for them, then blew out the candle and slipped away silently.

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