After spending a bit more ti, Kong Mingan finished verifying the arrangents for various Plane Wars with Gu Yue, and the matter finally ca to an end.
Heaving a slight sigh of relief, Gu Yue glanced at Kong Mingan. After a mont's hesitation, she turned her gaze toward Qiu'er, who had been listening intently but still had a hint of innocence in her eyes. "Qiu'er, go back and rest first. I have so... important matters to discuss with him alone."
Her voice was cold, even carrying a trace of chilliness that exuded an inexplicable sense of pressure. Qiu'er imdiately looked over, her expression shifting slightly. Listening to her Lord Sister's tone... why did it feel so chilly? Was this really the tone for "discussing matters"?
Qiu'er was uncertain and suspicious. She felt as if the mont she left, her Lord Sister and this guy would start fighting. A faint, inexplicable worry rose in her heart. Her gaze fell on Kong Mingan's face, which remained as calm as still water. She paused for a few seconds, and then...
...she felt her worries were redundant. This guy had so many tricks up his sleeve that even if he couldn't beat her Lord Sister, he definitely wouldn't die, right?
At that thought, the worry in Qiu'er's heart dissipated slightly, replaced by a faint anticipation of watching a spectacle. Of course, she only thought it. She nodded and stood up, saying, "Okay... then I'll be going first. Lord Sister, and... President, you two... take your ti chatting."
After saying that, she carefully left the room, closing the door behind her—though not completely, leaving it slightly ajar.
With Qiu'er gone, only the two of them remained in the room, and the atmosphere began to shift subtly.
When there were three of them, even though Qiu'er said nothing and just sat there quietly listening, she served as a buffer, maintaining a delicate balance in the atmosphere. Now that only the two of them were left, the atmosphere gradually began to change... More accurately, Gu Yue's aura shifted unilaterally as Qiu'er left. Her sitting posture remained the sa, but her black eyes stared unblinkingly at Kong Mingan. Being stared at like that, Kong Mingan felt a bit bewildered and couldn't help but speak up: "So, what important matter did you want to talk to about?"
Gu Yue didn't answer imdiately, only continuing to stare at him for a mont. Then, she slowly stood up. A silver brilliance, like spilled rcury, instantly enveloped her entire body. As the light flowed, the simple white dress she was wearing dissipated like a phantom, replaced gradually by another outfit. The next mont, the light faded, revealing a garnt that Kong Mingan found extrely familiar. It was the maid outfit she had worn before, with a design several tis bolder than the one Qiu'er wore. The top was made of pure white lace-trimd fabric with a large cutout in the front, exposing her delicate collarbones, a wide expanse of fair, smooth skin, and the full curves outlined by the sa lace. The fabric at the back was almost entirely gone, held together by crisscrossing thin strings and tied with an exquisite bow on her smooth, jade-like back to support the upper garnt—it looked very easy to remove. The skirt of the lower half featured a layered design, reaching down to her calves and revealing a section of her shapely legs tightly encased in white knee-high stockings. Her feet, covered in white silk, were bare of shoes, her delicate toes curling slightly as she stepped directly onto the soft carpet.
Kong Mingan paused visibly, looking at the Dragon King Young Miss, montarily confused. "...What is this?
"
Gu Yue's face showed no trace of shyness or embarrassnt from the outfit; instead, she was exceptionally calm, even carrying a hint of business-like indifference. Looking down at Kong Mingan, she said coldly, "This is my gratitude. Thank you for helping recover my strength, recovering the power of a First-Level Deity."
Kong Mingan: "...?"
He rubbed his temples, feeling at a loss for words. "You changed into this outfit specifically... just to say thank you?"
The leap in logic was a bit hard for him to follow. "Didn't you say before that thanking or apologizing requires showing sincerity?" She tilted her head slightly, a strand of black hair naturally sliding over her shoulder. Her words carried a faint, almost imperceptible hint of a smile. "Or do you want sothing more?"
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As she spoke, she reached out and gently pinched both sides of her skirt, lifting it slightly. The movent wasn't large, just enough to reveal the healthy, supple skin of her thighs where the tops of her white stockings left a slight indentation. After pausing for a mont, she gently let it back down, a re taste. "How is that?" She lowered the skirt and looked calmly at Kong Mingan. "Is this enough sincerity?"
Kong Mingan: "—
Kong Mingan was montarily silenced by the Dragon King Young Miss's double-hit, sowhat unable to figure out what she was up to. He observed her with a thoughtful gaze.
Seeing his silence, the corners of Gu Yue's tight lips curled up into an almost imperceptible, tiny arc. This was exactly the reaction she wanted to see!
What she wanted was this guy's expression of being stumped, not knowing how to react!
Heh... this guy usually always has a calm expression as if everything is under his control, only showing more emotion when he's bullying soone. She thought he was invincible, but now it seems he's just average. Wasn't it easy to throw him off balance?
Seeing that Kong Mingan still hadn't spoken, the desire to turn the tables and take charge, which had sprouted in Gu Yue's heart due to her recovered strength, began to stir again. In short, with her strength restored, her wings had grown strong, and she wanted to seize more initiative. Without much pause, she stepped forward, flicked her skirt, and in the next second, sat unhesitatingly on Kong Mingan's lap. Her hands naturally rested on his shoulders, and with a slight push, she sent him leaning back until his spine was fully subrged in the soft sofa cushions. She looked down at him from above, her posture intimate yet dominant. Kong Mingan paused again. He looked up into the Dragon King Young Miss's eyes, which were inches away and sparkling with confidence and a hint of provocation. For a mont, he didn't know what to say. What was wrong with her today? Had she taken the wrong dicine? She was far more proactive than before. He recalled that at first, the Dragon King Young Miss would tense up and look wary if he even touched her. Later, she grew accustod to it, though she would still grit her teeth with an expression of humiliation and resentnt if touched for too long. Even later, like last ti, she had already taken the initiative to sit on his lap and get close to him. But this ti, it wasn't just getting close; it was a provocative stance, as if she had nothing to fear. Kong Mingan blinked and quickly realized what was going on with her current state. Was it because she felt her strength had returned to that of a First-Level Deity, giving her enough confidence to no longer fear him and think she could dominate him in return?
Submissive and enduring when weak, but starting to hiss the mont she gets strong?
This wasn't just ordinary hissing anymore; he had to strike back hard!
(End of Chapter)
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