Surge of Cultivation

If he could coordinate the three women in front of him and let the other women who had some sort of relationship with him join in, then his dream of a great harem might come true.

Ye Qingdi thought that in the future, there would be a pair of twin sisters in his harem, one hot, one cold, one hot.

"You were slapped twice, and yet you still dare to speak glibly?"

Duanmu Rong glared angrily at Ye Qingdi. Seeing that the finger mark on his face had become even redder, she could not help but ask with concern, "Your face …. Does it still hurt? "

Her voice was filled with an unprecedented gentleness, causing Duanmu Yan, who understood her sister's temperament, to be greatly surprised. However, Ye Qingdi sounded satisfied as he extended his face in front of Duanmu Rong and gently said, "If you touch her, the pain will lessen a little! One touch each and the three of you and it will not hurt at all! "

"You … "Seems like he still deserves a beating!"

Duanmu Rong's face was filled with anger. His eyebrows shot up as he waved his palm towards Ye Qingdi. If this palm was real, Ye Qingdi would probably vomit blood on the spot. Seeing this, Yu Xiaoxiao and Duanmu Yan cried out in unison, "No!"

Ye Qingdi's strength was so high that she could do as she pleased and was almost useless. Although Duanmu Rong's palm strike seemed to be filled with power, Ye Qingdi could feel that she did not use much strength in her palm.

Sure enough, when Duanmu Rong's palm was about to land on Ye Qingdi's face, the speed of her palm suddenly slowed down. Then, her palm gently pressed against the side of Ye Qingdi's face, and her voice became even softer, "I've touched it, do you still feel pain?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore..." Ye Qingdi gathered his courage and caught Duanmu Rong's small hand in his palm.

"You're so stupid. In the future, you can't hit yourself like this again!"

Duanmu Rong pulled out her palm and once again touched Ye Qingdi's cheek. She used very little strength, as if she was afraid that if she pushed too much, she would hurt Ye Qingdi. Her heart ached and her voice trembled slightly.

"Fine, in the future, if I do something wrong, I promise I won't hit myself. You can do it!" Ye Qingdi chuckled.

"I won't fight …" Duanmu Rong said in a low voice.

"Why?"

"Because... "I can't bear to part with it …"

Once she fell in love, she would let go of the emperor completely. She loved him even more than other women, and now that she had thrown everything aside, she had completely taken Duanmu Yan and Yu Xiaoxiao by her side as air. She did not care about anything else, and she dared to say anything bold.

Duanmu Yan didn't dare to believe that her elder sister would say such words. She and Yu Xiaoxiao looked at each other, dumbfounded. Suddenly, they burst out laughing.

Duanmu Rong glared at her. "Stupid girl, what are you laughing at?"

Duanmu Yan shrunk her head back and playfully stuck out her tongue. "I suddenly thought of something very funny and couldn't help but laugh … …" "Elder sister, I am not laughing at you …"

It was fine if she did not say the last part. After she said it, she really had a 'there's no money in this place' meaning.

"If you laugh again, I will cover your mouth with needle and thread!"

Duanmu Rong's tenderness came and went as quickly as she could. After she finished speaking, she immediately took her hand away from Ye Qingdi's face and left the restaurant without turning back.

"I'm leaving too!" After Duanmu Rong left, Duanmu Yan looked at the smiling expression on Ye Qingdi's face and felt too embarrassed to stay any longer. She stood up and prepared to leave.

She had only taken two steps when she was pulled by Ye Qingdi's hand with a slight tug. She let out a soft cry and fell into Ye Qingdi's arms.

"Ye Qingdi, what are you doing!" Duanmu Rong rolled his eyes at Ye Qingdi as he protested coquettishly.

"I want to do it..." Ye Qingdi deliberately dragged his tone for a long time, and didn't say anything else after that. His tone was full of confusion.

Yu Xiaoxiao, who was at the side, was blushing. Duanmu Yan, who was sitting in his embrace, was even more shy. She turned around and used her arms to push against his chest.

She had just stood up when she was pulled back down by Ye Qingdi.

During the day, the man had the most blood energy in the morning, and Ye Qingdi was a healthy young man who ate and drank. Duanmu Shangyan kept standing up, but was pulled down by Ye Qingdi.

Duanmu Yan could also feel the changes in Ye Qingdi's body. Her physique was extremely sensitive, and the last time she sat down, the little fellow who had its head held high and chest held between her legs was actually sitting there!

Ye Qingdi held her and felt her body heat up like a ball of fire. She could not help but feel her mouth become dry. Her hands were tightly wrapped around Duanmu Yan's waist, and her mouth fell like rain on her face, lips and earlobes.

With her personality, if there was no one else in the restaurant, she might have dared to respond to Ye Qingdi. However, with Yu Xiaoxiao right now by her side and her eyes wide open, she looked at the two of them. Duanmu Yan could not suppress her shyness as she mumbled in a dreamy voice, "You scoundrel, don't molest me! Scoundrel, let go of me! I... I'm going to call for help! "

"Go ahead and scream, it's useless even if you scream till your throat breaks!"

Ye Qingdi's words came out of his mouth out of instinct, causing him to burst into laughter. Even Yu Xiaoxiao and Duanmu Yan couldn't help laughing out loud.

Ye Qingdi understood both Yu Xiaoxiao's and Duanmu Yan's tempers very well. One of them was the bold, unrestrained, and thoughtless type, while the other was the shy young lady who had a childhood sweetheart. Duanmu Rong was not in the dining room right now, but in front of these two young ladies, he had the audacity to act so brazenly.

"Little Yu, come over here and sit next to me!"

Ye Qingdi held Duanmu Yan's delicate and soft body and moved her to his left thigh. He then patted his right thigh and signaled for Yu Xiaoxiao to sit on it.

Yu Xiaoxiao looked outside the restaurant and hesitated for a moment. She then slowly walked over bashfully and whispered to Ye Qingdi, "Qingdi ge, I don't think this is good …"

"I don't think there's anything wrong with that!" Ye Qingdi stretched out his hand and forcefully pulled her down, giving her a kiss on her lips.

Ye Qingdi couldn't feel the heaviness in the air as his nose smelled the fragrance of the two girls' hair. From time to time, he would kiss their white, snowy faces and he would feel a kind of floating sensation, thinking how many men had fantasized about this kind of situation, but now that he made it a reality, what was the point of living a life like this?