Meng Xiaoyu agreed to Nangong Yunhan’s suggestion and followed her back to the pharmacy.
Despite mentally preparing herself multiple times, when Meng Xiaoyu saw the bright red snake again, she reflexively darted out of the room.
No matter what Nangong Yunhan said, Meng Xiaoyu refused to go back in.
This was the scene Ling Yuer heard when she first woke up, hearing Meng Xiaoyu’s voice.
With weak steps, Ling Yuer slowly moved outside.
As soon as she stepped out, she saw the lively little figure standing not far from a room, while Nangong Yunhan stood at the door, speaking to Meng Xiaoyu outside.
Meng Xiaoyu just shook her head occasionally, replying, “I don’t want to go in.” Neither of them noticed the awakened Ling Yuer standing nearby.
Seeing the two interact with a mix of indulgence and helplessness, one with a pouty face and a coquettish tone, Ling Yuer felt uncomfortable and called out to Meng Xiaoyu.
Hearing Ling Yuer’s soft call, both Meng Xiaoyu and Nangong Yunhan turned their heads, but their reactions were different.
Meng Xiaoyu was delighted, while Nangong Yunhan was displeased.
Seeing Ling Yuer awake and standing at the door, Meng Xiaoyu exclaimed in surprise, then happily ran to Ling Yuer, hugging her tightly and burying her head in Ling Yuer’s embrace.
She said joyfully, “I’m so glad you’re awake, Yuer.
Do you know how worried I was about you?” As she spoke, her voice choked with emotion.
“Hehe, I know! That’s why I’m awake now, right?” Ling Yuer gently wrapped her arms around the person in her embrace, speaking softly to comfort her.
Ling Yuer didn’t know how long she had been unconscious, but she could sense it had been a while.
While the two were having their reunion, Nangong Yunhan, who was watching, became displeased.
Yes, very displeased.
Seeing her beloved person crying in someone else’s arms made Nangong Yunhan uncomfortable.
She already didn’t like Ling Yuer, and now she disliked her even more.
She couldn’t help but think, “Why did she wake up so soon? Even if I stopped giving her the sleeping herb two days ago, she shouldn’t have woken up this quickly! And now, what’s this? As soon as she wakes up, she’s competing with me for Xiaoyu? I shouldn’t have reduced the sleeping herb dosage; I should have increased it so she’d sleep forever.” As she glared at the two tightly embracing, Nangong Yunhan thought bitterly.
After watching for a while and seeing no sign of them separating, Nangong Yunhan couldn’t hold back any longer.
She quickly walked over, pulled Meng Xiaoyu from Ling Yuer’s embrace into her own, and kissed Meng Xiaoyu with a hint of anger and possessiveness.
“Mm… Yunhan… sister,” Meng Xiaoyu was caught off guard by Nangong Yunhan’s sudden, possessive kiss.
She remembered Ling Yuer standing nearby and, for some reason, didn’t want Ling Yuer to see this, so she started to struggle.
However, the more she struggled, the tighter Nangong Yunhan held her, and the deeper the kiss became.
Feeling Meng Xiaoyu’s struggle, Nangong Yunhan tightened her grip and deepened the kiss even more.
Although she wanted to do this to Meng Xiaoyu, the earlier embrace between Meng Xiaoyu and Ling Yuer had deeply affected her.
She was afraid, afraid that Meng Xiaoyu would leave her.
Meng Xiaoyu’s struggle only intensified this fear, so she tightened her arms and continued to kiss Meng Xiaoyu deeply, even when she heard her struggling to breathe.
She didn’t let go until…
“That’s enough…” Seeing Nangong Yunhan’s possessive kiss, Ling Yuer was initially stunned, then lowered her eyes in sadness.
She noticed that although Meng Xiaoyu was struggling, she wasn’t using much force.
Nangong Yunhan didn’t know martial arts, while Meng Xiaoyu did.
Pushing Nangong Yunhan away should have been easy for Meng Xiaoyu, but she didn’t use her inner strength.
Otherwise, Nangong Yunhan wouldn’t have been able to hold Meng Xiaoyu so easily.
“What happened while I was unconscious? Who is this woman holding my beloved and kissing her deeply? Why didn’t Xiaoyu refuse her? (In Ling Yuer’s view, Meng Xiaoyu’s light struggle didn’t count as refusal.) Does Xiaoyu like this woman too, or is there some other reason?” These questions raced through Ling Yuer’s mind, clenching her fists tightly and dimming her eyes.
Until Meng Xiaoyu’s soft call brought her back to reality.
“Mm… Yun… Yunhan sister… I can’t… breathe…” Meng Xiaoyu said between breaths, trying to push Nangong Yunhan away.
But as soon as she finished speaking, Nangong Yunhan kissed her deeply again.
Meng Xiaoyu wondered, “What’s wrong with Yunhan sister?” But Nangong Yunhan’s relentless kiss made Meng Xiaoyu feel her consciousness slipping away, and even her strength to struggle was fading.
Just then, a sudden force pulled Meng Xiaoyu away.
Seeing Nangong Yunhan pushed to the ground, Meng Xiaoyu quickly went to help her up, concerned, “Yunhan sister, are you okay? Did you get hurt?” Nangong Yunhan was initially stunned, but seeing Meng Xiaoyu’s worried face, her unease faded, and a smile appeared.
She pulled Meng Xiaoyu into her arms again, this time gently, resting her chin on Meng Xiaoyu’s shoulder, inhaling her scent, and said happily, “Xiaoyu, I’m so happy.” Her Xiaoyu cared so much for her, which meant she had a place in her heart.
“Uh… why say that?” Meng Xiaoyu was puzzled by Nangong Yunhan’s sudden statement.
She wanted to ask why, but Nangong Yunhan’s arms held her in place, so she asked while lying in her embrace.
She didn’t get an answer, only a tighter hug and gentle kisses on her neck.
“Mm~~~” Meng Xiaoyu’s neck was sensitive, and under Nangong Yunhan’s kisses, a soft moan escaped her lips.
The sound embarrassed Meng Xiaoyu, delighted Nangong Yunhan, but saddened Ling Yuer.
Hearing herself make such an embarrassing sound in front of Nangong Yunhan and Ling Yuer, Meng Xiaoyu’s face turned red as she buried it in Ling Yuer’s embrace, lamenting, “Oh no… how can I face anyone now? How could I make such a sound here, at this time? It’s so embarrassing!”
Meanwhile, Nangong Yunhan hugged Meng Xiaoyu tighter, thinking happily, “Hehe, Xiaoyu is still so sensitive! That moan was perfect, just perfect! Now Ling Yuer can’t compete with me for her, right?”
With that thought, Nangong Yunhan kissed Meng Xiaoyu’s neck hard, leaving a red mark, then looked at Ling Yuer with a challenging gaze, as if to say, “See? Xiaoyu is mine, don’t even think about it.”
