What happened?
Luo Qianning thought about it carefully and roughly came up with an answer.
At first, she was the one who straddled He Qiu, then leaned down to whisper in his ear, and then lifted her skirt to seduce him…
But before she could even react, He Qiu suddenly flipped her skirt up, exposing everything underneath.
Then, in the next second, before Luo Qianning could even feel embarrassed, He Qiu revealed a disdainful expression and let out a very sarcastic “Hah.”
Luo Qianning: ???
For a moment, she didn’t know whether to be shy about having her skirt exposed or annoyed at being belittled by her Junior Brother.
Why?
Why did he look at her underwear and then coldly “hah”?
‘Hmph, who does he think he’s looking down on!’
‘What’s wrong with a cute pink-and-white pair anyway!’
“You! You, you, you—how could you—”
Luo Qianning glared at He Qiu, her face flushed red, holding back tears that were about to burst out.
She scolded in a coquettish, angry voice:
“Why did you suddenly flip my skirt!”
“Didn’t Senior Sister Qianning say she was going to give me candy?”
He Qiu leaned back in the chair with a shameless air, his gaze cool and carrying a hint of playful amusement.
He showed no excitement at having seen his Senior Sister’s underwear—it was as if he had merely glimpsed an ordinary little bunny toy.
His reaction was incredibly calm.
“I—I, I, I was joking!”
Luo Qianning took two steps back, hiding in the corner.
She pulled her skirt down to cover herself, and the look she gave He Qiu instantly shifted from teasing playfulness to full-blown shock and humiliation, like a frightened kitten.
“I wasn’t actually going to show you!”
She was about to cry.
Her skirt and underwear had been completely seen by He Qiu—she was no longer pure!
Her first time had been stolen!
And what infuriated Luo Qianning the most was that He Qiu showed no remorse at all.
In fact, he didn’t even have the normal physiological reaction a guy should.
It was as if her underwear meant nothing to him, held no value.
Flipping her skirt was just a counterattack.
On top of that, he even looked down on her cute pink-and-white bunnies!
‘How dare he! After seeing my underwear, not only does he feel no guilt, but he also criticizes my fashion sense!’
Wasn’t that too much?
Faced with Luo Qianning’s accusation, He Qiu simply sighed, spread his hands, and said very seriously:
“If Senior Sister didn’t mean it, please don’t do things that make a man’s imagination run wild in the future. Your Junior Brother is dull—ah, you see, it’s very easy to misunderstand Senior Sister’s intentions.”
“You—you scumbag, you definitely did that on purpose, didn’t you?”
Luo Qianning pointed at He Qiu’s thick-skinned, innocent-looking face and broke down into angry curses.
In response, He Qiu just looked away from Luo Qianning’s face, suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth, and shrugged:
“What is Senior Sister talking about? I’m just an innocent Junior Brother. I don’t understand these things~”
‘Such a well-behaved Junior Brother—how could he have any bad intentions?’
“You!!!”
Luo Qianning was so angry she was about to lose it.
She really wanted to draw her sword and cut down this shameless boy who had seen her underwear.
But she couldn’t do that.
First, he was the Junior Brother she was quite fond of—she couldn’t bring herself to hurt him.
Second—and most importantly—she was the one who had started teasing him first.
She had even said she would give him candy as a reward.
So she was in the wrong.
He Qiu stubbornly pretended to be innocent, and she really had no way to deal with him!
Could she really go and tattle to the Master about something this trivial?
If the Master asked, “You’re the Senior Sister—why did you go to your Junior Brother’s place and straddle him, lifting your skirt?”
Then what could Luo Qianning say?
She couldn’t exactly say that she just wanted to tease He Qiu, could she?
If she did, how would the Master view her?
In this game, she really couldn’t beat him. His methods were too shameless.
She had been taken advantage of and still wasn’t in the right.
Luo Qianning felt wronged but had nowhere to voice it.
As the most popular Junior Sister of the Longyin Sect, how could she tolerate such treatment?
In the past, she was the one bullying her Senior Brothers and Sisters.
How could she have imagined that one day she would be teased by a junior…
And that Junior Brother would go straight to flipping her skirt—wasn’t that going way too far?
Was this what they meant by “the waves behind drive on those before”?
“Damn it! Damn it! He Qiu! Just you wait!!”
Extremely ashamed and furious, Luo Qianning stomped her feet in anger and even yelled his name.
Her beautiful eyes revealed humiliation, resentment, and a desire for revenge.
Leaving those words behind, the girl hugged her chest and fled without looking back.
Inside the room, no one was pressing down on He Qiu anymore.
He could finally relax and sit up straight, letting out a long sigh of relief.
He Qiu took a sip of the hot tea that hadn’t cooled yet, moistened his throat, and casually added:
“Senior Sister, take care. No need to see me out.”
Then, as if nothing had happened, he sat leisurely sipping his tea while watching the cherry-white girl who had fled in disarray, her face flushed red.
Beside him, Zi Menghan was completely dumbfounded.
Young Master He…
Was really something else.
He could even handle Luo Qianning—a gifted girl of such high cultivation—so effortlessly.
Thinking back to her own plan last night to seduce and backstab He Qiu, she realized how utterly foolish it was!
What if He Qiu had treated her the same way he treated Luo Qianning—roughly pinned her down and had his way with her right on the bathroom floor?
Then where would she go to seek justice?
Go complain to the Elder?
She had been the one to strip off her clothes for no reason.
Who could she complain to if she got taken?
Wouldn’t that be self-inflicted humiliation?
Fortunately, He Qiu had been relatively gentle with her last night.
Zi Menghan was quite relieved about that.
But since He Qiu could be so ruthless with Luo Qianning, it was hard to guarantee that one day, if Zi Menghan pushed things too far, she wouldn’t be treated the same way.
Zi Menghan didn’t want to have her body completely exposed to He Qiu and then receive that same disdainful, cold laugh.
She would break down and cry from the unfairness.
Nothing in the world could damage a girl’s psychological defenses more than the cold sneer He Qiu had just shown.
It was simply too cruel…
The more she thought about it, the more scared she became.
Zi Menghan shrank back and silently swore that she would never again try to seduce He Qiu with her looks, discarding countless other ABC plans she hadn’t even put into action.
This Young Master He…
Was truly not to be trifled with!
…
Near the Longyin Sect’s Cultivation Ground.
On a forest path, An Lingran, with her silver hair tied back and wearing a green cultivator’s robe, strolled leisurely.
She seemed to be in a good mood today.
Of course she was in a good mood—because her Junior Brother had returned yesterday.
Today, An Lingran was going to visit him with the marriage contract, inform him of their engagement, and then bring him back to the Origin Sacred Land to cultivate together…
When the time came, with fine snowflakes drifting, a handsome young man and a saintess, dancing with swords and drinking together—it was the perfect environment for seduction, especially for An Lingran, who loved snowy scenery!
She had already studied under Yun Qing’s guidance.
After training with her Junior Brother, An Lingran would seize the right moment to whisper sweet nothings, be proactive, and hold his hand. Wouldn’t that easily win over her Junior Brother?
Even if she didn’t win him over completely, just relying on her peerless beauty would be enough to make the boy’s heart race and his cheeks flush.
What a perfect schedule~
Imagining the intimate interactions that might happen with her Junior Brother, An Lingran’s heartbeat quickened, her anticipation grew, and her steps became a little lighter.
But just as she turned a corner in the woods, she heard a familiar girl’s voice—
“Waaah… how could he be so mean! Waaah…”
A girl with a cherry-white ponytail in a red dress, covering her face and crying while running, collided head-on with An Lingran.
But she said nothing, didn’t even greet her, and just ran past.
An Lingran froze for a moment, then turned her head to watch her Junior Sister’s retreating figure. It took her a while to react.
Why was Junior Sister Qianning crying?
And who was “he”?
In the Longyin Sect, who had the guts to make her Junior Sister cry…
An Lingran remembered that within the sect, aside from herself having scolded Luo Qianning into tears over some matters, no one else had ever dared to be harsh with this Junior Sister.
“Ah well, I’ll ask her when I get the chance another time… For now, I need to go see Junior Brother He Qiu and discuss the important matter.”
Compared to that mischievous Junior Sister who was always up to no good, the well-behaved and gentle Junior Brother was far more important~
Thinking of He Qiu’s face, An Lingran’s mood brightened again.
She cast Luo Qianning’s incident aside as a minor matter.
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