CXnovel Chapter 217 The Subtle Relationship Between Three People
Chapter 217 The Subtle Relationship Between Three People
"you……"
Her lips parted slightly.
Su Qingying took a deep breath.
"You think I wouldn't dare?"
As soon as she said it, she was stunned.
Yu Jianhuan was stunned.
Mo Chengyue was also stunned.
Su Qingying stood by the pool, her fingers gripping the cuffs so tightly that the fabric was already wrinkled.
Her aloof persona is now cracking at a visible speed.
A glint flashed in Yu Jianhuan's phoenix eyes.
"Come on then."
Su Qingying bit her lower lip.
She did not take off her clothes.
They didn't jump into the pool.
She simply walked to the edge of the pool.
He squatted down.
He put his feet into the water.
Just the feet.
Her gaze did not fall on Yu Jianhuan, nor on Mo Chengyue.
She stared at the water.
A small section of the hem of the robe was wetted by the pool water.
"I'm soaking my feet."
she says.
His voice was as cold as the Azure Cloud Peak in winter.
"Is that not allowed?"
Mo Chengyue almost burst out laughing behind the mask.
Yu Jianhuan looked at Su Qingying's stubborn yet adorable appearance.
The smile on his lips changed from provocative to genuinely amused.
"OK."
Yu Jianhuan released her hand from Mo Chengyue's neck.
"Junior Sister Su is soaking her feet, and I'm soaking my whole body. We'll each soak our own and not disturb each other."
"you--"
Su Qingying's voice rose by half an octave.
She turned her head abruptly.
He met Yu Jianhuan's smiling phoenix eyes.
Then, without realizing it, he glanced at Mo Chengyue again.
He was half-floating in the water, his mask tilted slightly, revealing a section of his cheekbone and half an ear.
Water droplets clung to his earlobes.
Su Qingying turned her head back.
But she didn't pull her feet out of the water.
"You two."
Mo Chengyue's voice came from the center of the pool.
"Could you please let me soak in peace for five breaths?"
"Five breaths will suffice."
"From the time I entered this site until now."
"Being chased, beaten up, struck by lightning, and thrown through a revolving door."
"There's never a moment of peace."
"Now we finally have a pool where we can soak for a while—"
"Senior sister, what are you doing?"
Yu Jianhuan had already swum to his side, supporting himself on his shoulders with both hands.
He emerged from the water, his forehead almost touching his own.
"Give me a kiss."
Just one bite.
"Then I'll let you soak in peace."
Mo Chengyue leaned his head back.
Yu Jianhuan came closer.
Mo Chengyue blocked her with his hand.
Yu Jianhuan pushed his hand away.
Mo Chengyue blocked it again.
The force was roughly equivalent to a toddler under three years old pushing a door.
Yu Jianhuan skillfully bypassed all of his "symbolic" defenses.
He pressed a heavy kiss to his lips.
Then she stepped back.
He licked his lips.
Her phoenix eyes curved into crescent moons.
"Um."
"It smells like a sacred spring."
"Sweet."
By the pool.
Su Qingying suddenly pulled her foot out of the water.
Water splashed everywhere.
She stood up and turned away expressionlessly.
With his back to the pool.
Cross your arms in front of your chest.
Stand straight.
Like a frozen pine tree.
Mo Chengyue noticed that her ears were already bright red.
He sighed inwardly.
"Senior Sister Su."
Su Qingying did not turn around.
"You don't need to call me."
"I didn't see anything."
"I didn't hear anything either."
"You can continue."
Her voice was cold.
But the sword was trembling slightly.
Mo Chengyue understood.
It's not anger.
It was a more complex emotion, one that she herself might not be able to distinguish.
"Senior Sister Su."
He called out again.
Su Qingying's back tightened even more.
"I told you not to call me."
It paused for a moment.
Her voice suddenly lowered.
So low that it was almost inaudible.
"...Little White Dragon".
Those two words slipped out of her mouth.
It looks like it leaked out accidentally.
It also seems like it was done on purpose.
The room fell silent for a moment.
Yu Jianhuan's phoenix eyes narrowed sharply.
"Little White Dragon?"
Her tone suddenly rose.
"What Little White Dragon?"
When did you give him that nickname?
Why didn't I know?
"Mo, Cheng, Yue—how many more things are you hiding from me?"
Su Qingying's back visibly tensed up an inch more.
She didn't turn around.
But the base of her ears has evolved from deep red to almost purple.
Mo Chengyue silently sank himself into the water in the middle of the pool.
Only his eyes were visible.
The mouth beneath the mask moved silently beneath the water.
"It's over."
"The two clients have started reconciling accounts."
"Office workers might as well just drown in the pool."
The pond water rippled.
A golden-white mist diffused between the three people.
Yu Jianhuan pressed for details about the origin of the "Little White Dragon".
Su Qingying refused to answer.
Mo Chengyue refused to participate.
The three remained locked in a stalemate for about thirty breaths in an extremely subtle manner.
In the end, Yu Jianhuan was the first to stop.
It wasn't because she had asked enough.
It was because she saw Su Qingying's hand.
Su Qingying kept clutching her sleeve with her right hand.
He gripped so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
It's not from anger.
Yu Jianhuan recognized the gesture.
That person didn't know how to deal with their own feelings, and they tried too hard to restrain themselves.
Yu Jianhuan's phoenix eyes deepened for a moment.
Then she dropped all her aggressiveness and swam a couple of steps toward the pool wall.
He leaned against the pool wall, half-floating in the water, and adopted a nonchalant tone.
"Alright."
"I won't ask anymore."
"We'll find out sooner or later anyway."
She glanced at Mo Chengyue sideways.
"Junior brother, have your injuries healed?"
Mo Chengyue floated up from the water and looked down at his body.
The effects of the celestial water from the Spirit Pool far exceeded his expectations.
Those scars—the sword marks of the Roc Clan, the claw marks of demonic beasts, the burns of heavenly lightning—have almost all healed.
Only a few very faint silver lines remain, barely noticeable unless you look closely.
The fatigue in my body has also subsided considerably.
The meridians are unobstructed.
The true essence is abundant.
The golden elixir spun quietly in the dantian, and the cracks on its surface had been completely repaired.
The luster is even more lustrous than before it entered the pool.
"alright."
He stretched his shoulders.
"More than 70%"
He looked up at the pale golden light emanating from the four walls, where the array was still operating steadily.
He sensed the outside world again—the spiritual energy fluctuations from the direction of the main hall in the distance were still ongoing, and the melee among the powerful beings was not yet over.
The enclosed room is safe.
The spirit pool still has some capacity.
Both of them need to strengthen their cultivation.
His golden core also needs further refinement of the immortal water from the spirit pool.
There is still a lot to do.
But at the moment.
Yu Jianhuan was soaking in the pool, her wet, rose-purple hair spread out on the water's surface like an ink painting.
Su Qingying stood with her back to the pool, the wet patches on the hem of her robe still damp.
Her arms were still crossed in front of her chest, but her body was no longer so stiff.
She was still standing by the pool.
did not leave.
The little twin-tailed beast in the corner was awakened by the commotion.
Its dark, shiny eyes peered warily through the gaps in the fur ball.
After confirming that there was no threat to its life, it pulled its head back in.
Mo Chengyue leaned against the pool wall.
Looking up at the pale golden sky where the array patterns intertwined.
The corners of his mouth behind the mask curved slightly upwards.
three people.
A pool.
It was noisy and disruptive.
But they are all alive.
He suddenly realized.
From the time they entered the ruins until now, all that utter nonsense and absurdity has happened.
A narrow escape from death.
Covered in wounds.
It doesn't seem like such a loss.
"Alright."
He spoke.
The voice returned to its usual lazy, overworked tone.
"We've made enough of a scene."
"Senior Sister Su, you can either come in for a soak or sit down and rest."
"Standing there like he's being punished looks tiring."
Su Qingying's shoulders twitched slightly.
She didn't turn around.
But slowly, little by little, she sat down again on the edge of the pool.
He put his feet back into the water.
This time it went in a little deeper than before.
The pool water reached above her ankles.
A golden-white mist gently enveloped her calves.
She lowered her head.
Her long hair fell down, covering half of her face.
She covered the tiny smile at the corner of her mouth that she herself hadn't even noticed.
The secret room returned to silence.
The array on the four walls hummed softly.
The three breathing sounds intertwined again.