Stepping on the Demoness to become the strongest-Chapter 536 - 32 The Rabbit Shrinks

Chapter 536: Chapter 32 The Rabbit Shrinks

Zhao Yuanzhen froze, speechless for a moment.

In the past, after dual cultivation each night, Lin Ning would leave Yan Yu’s room, which caused her to unconsciously form a mindset, let her guard down, and before hiding under the covers, took off her mask.

But unexpectedly, Lin Ning actually stayed in the room tonight!

Her anxiousness was written all over her face as she cast a pleading look at Yan Yu.

Yan Yu revealed a smile that said, “I’m just here for the show, you guys carry on.”

Seeing the exchange of glances between the two, Lin Ning could immediately tell that Sister Zhao’s “ruined appearance that can’t be seen by others” was a lie all along, and said irritably:

“You lied to me? You treat me like an outsider?”

“No!” Zhao Yuanzhen quickly interrupted, afraid that her next words would be “cook for yourself tomorrow.” Seeing that Yan Yu had no intention of explaining, she became both angry and upset, clenched her teeth tightly, and tears streamed down her face, looking extremely tragic.

Although Lin Ning was still angry, she had never seen her like this before, and her tone softened a bit as she said in a panic:

“No, I didn’t… Captain! Say something!”

“She participated in a Divine Sense hosting experiment last time,” Yan Yu replied, “The side effect is that she cannot control her emotions, so she’s been wearing the mask and staying in her room every day, afraid of being discovered by you all.”

“Oh.” Only then did Lin Ning realize that Sister Zhao had her reasons.

Zhao Yuanzhen also breathed a sigh of relief, wiped away her tears, and was about to speak when she heard Lin Ning ask:

“So, is that why you cling to the Captain when you’re asleep? Because you’re emotionally vulnerable and subconsciously seeking support?”

Yan Yu’s heart leaped with joy at this, Lin surely knew how to add to the imagination, yet he put on a helpless face and sighed:

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“Ah, that’s right. Her current psychological state is very unstable, a bad dream at night can startle her awake, and I have no choice but to suffer and be used as a pillow… Don’t ask me if I sleep well. As captain, as long as you all sleep soundly, I’m satisfied.”

“Hmm.” Lin Ning responded indifferently.

Do you take me for a fool?

But, I can only pretend not to know.

After all, throwing a fit right now would only annoy the captain, and I might even be thrown out—who knows? After all, I’m just ordinary friends with the captain right now, I have no right to interfere in their relationship.

I can only endure with humiliation.

“I see.” Lin Ning pretended to believe, and nodded, “But Captain, you must be tired as well. How about I help out tonight and take your place to sleep with Sister Zhao?”

Yan Yu’s expression stiffened immediately, and Zhao Yuanzhen frowned slightly as well.

She did not have any interest in women. Of course, her Daoist couple’s embrace and scent brought her more comfort than Lin Ning. But before she could voice her refusal, she heard Lin Ning’s telepathic message:

“I recently learned how to make braised terrapin, and I was just looking for someone to test the dish.”

“Sure, sure.” Zhao Yuanzhen instantly betrayed her previous stance, “Then Ningning and I can sleep together, okay?”

Hearing the Demonic Sect Enchantress agreeing, Yan Yu did not say much more. After all, he was a man of great will and determination, not one to quarrel with Lin Ning over the Demonic Sect Enchantress’s beauty and charm—it would undermine my dignity as captain!

Lin Ning climbed onto the bed quietly, sleeping between Yan Yu and Zhao Yuanzhen, using her body to separate them.

On Yan Yu’s side, the lights were turned off, and the room was immediately plunged into darkness.

Feeling the warmth from both sides, Lin Ning closed her eyes with peace of mind.

Good, this way, Sister Zhao won’t throw herself at the captain.

As the night grew deeper, their biological clocks kicked in, and all three fell asleep.

In her subconscious, Zhao Yuanzhen turned and hugged Lin Ning next to her, and lifted her leg over her.

Lin Ning, unaccustomed to this weight, although not instantly awake, was uncomfortable in her sleep and turned around with difficulty, freeing herself from the Enchantress’s embrace and turning towards Yan Yu.

Then she hugged him tightly.

Yan Yu hadn’t awakened either, but lately, being often affectionate with the Enchantress, his subconscious had smoothly shifted from lying on his back to his side, pulling Lin Ning—who was holding him—into his embrace—just as he used to do with Zhao Yuanzhen.

Suddenly, he felt something subtly incorrect in his consciousness… but couldn’t pinpoint it, so he simply let it be.

In his dreams, Yan Yu vaguely felt like he was holding two large rabbits. They were nuzzling about in his arms, their moist and warm noses sniffing around animatedly.

Then, a blond villain appeared in front of him.

The blond showed a smug and wicked smile, pulled out two capsules marked with “APTX4869”, grabbed the ears of the rabbits in his embrace, and forcefully fed them with water.

Soon, the rabbits began to shrink rapidly, turning from adult rabbits into those that seemed they were still in elementary school, with their size reduced by who knows how much.

Yan Yu: …

No! My big rabbits!

He hugged the two small rabbits tightly and wept sorrowful hot tears.

At dawn, Yan Yu finally came around.

For some reason, his heart was filled with a faint sadness… What was this scent? Sea salt lemon?

Yan Yu quickly came to his senses. Although he hadn’t opened his eyes, he sensed that the girl in his arms—not voluptuous, but more resilient, especially that one-size-smaller feeling—definitely was not the size the Demonic Sect Enchantress should have.

Ningning?!

Pretending that he hadn’t woken up, Yan Yu first shifted from lying on his side to lying on his back and removed his left hand from Lin Ning.

After a few minutes, he pretended to roll over accidentally and withdrew his right hand from under Lin Ning’s neck.

Then, her left hand caught him.

With his heart racing, Yan Yu waited for a moment before confirming that Lin Ning hadn’t woken up and was just unconsciously holding his hand—of course, with Lin’s proud personality, he hardly expected her to initiate any intimate physical contact with him while conscious.

Except when she was furious.

Yan Yu carefully withdrew his right hand once again and finally freed himself. Just as he was about to roll out of bed, his shoulder was suddenly caught.

It was Zhao Yuanzhen, who was holding Lin Ning. She probably found the pillow in her arms smaller than usual and simply grabbed Yan Yu, who was further away, pulling him into her embrace as well.

Lin Ning, like sandwich filling squeezed between them, quickly showed an uncomfortable expression.

With no other choice, Yan Yu carefully opened Zhao Yuanzhen’s grip and quickly rolled off the bed onto the floor.

Escape successful!

After freshening up in the bathroom, Yan Yu had just pushed the door open when he saw Ye Jun also emerging from her room.

“Good morning, Yan Yu,” Ye Jun greeted. “Have you eaten?”

By habit, she should have smiled as she greeted, but she really wasn’t in the mood to smile now.

“Not yet, just got up,” Yan Yu replied as he closed his room door. “Shall we go for breakfast?”

“I could use your help with a few questions,” Ye Jun said.

To cater to those team members who couldn’t cook, there was a cafeteria in the recuperation area. It was said that previously, Military Mansion Cultivators had shown off their Divine Skills for the chance to be assigned as chefs here, even going as far as to forcibly learn dishes worthy of state banquets.

The two picked up their trays and went to get food. Yan Yu lingered around the Chinese dishes, pondering what to eat, when he suddenly heard Ye Jun ask:

“How did you sleep last night?”

“Not well,” Yan Yu answered. “I had a nightmare.”

“I see,” Ye Jun said expressionlessly. “I hope it wasn’t because I disturbed you.”

“No, it’s not related to you,” Yan Yu said, not thinking there was anything amiss with her indifferent expression—after all, she wasn’t in a normal mood.

“Indeed,” Ye Jun’s mouth twitched slightly.