Chapter 125.2 : A Bit Tight. (Part 2)
Su Lingyuan and the Lu sisters were merely spectators, but Luo Huangjun and the other two were thinking far more deeply.
Chu Ge had little guard against Ying Qingjue because he knew her level of affection toward him.
However, Luo Huangjun and the others did not know this. Moreover, Ying Qingjue did not seem to be a holder of the Diary Replica either, so they naturally had to remain wary of whether she harbored any other intentions.
Time passed.
When the shrouding profound light finally dissipated, what appeared before everyone was a body identical in appearance to Ying Qingjue's remaining soul form.
At this moment, the body floated quietly in midair—completely unclothed.
With his sharp eyes, Chu Ge immediately noticed Ying Qingjue's most eye-catching feature.
This so-called elder sister of his… actually had a divine beast on her body.
"Ungrateful disciple, where exactly are you looking?!"
Luo Huangjun narrowed her phoenix eyes, a dangerous glint flashing within them.
Hearing this, Chu Ge did not feel embarrassed. He merely smiled.
At that moment, the prone Ying Qingjue slowly opened her eyes.
Her gaze appeared somewhat dim at first, but as she rose, a dazzling golden radiance gradually filled her pupils.
Descending slowly, Ying Qingjue landed steadily on the ground. She extended her hands and carefully examined them, joy flashing through her eyes.
After a moment, she turned to look at Chu Ge.
In the next instant, like a fledgling bird returning to the forest, she threw herself straight into Chu Ge's arms.
Warmth and softness filled his embrace—naturally a wonderful sensation for Chu Ge.
But what followed were pairs of beautiful eyes, each carrying different emotions, fixed firmly upon him.
After briefly feeling the snowy softness pressed against his chest, Chu Ge took the initiative to release Ying Qingjue.
Ying Qingjue was momentarily puzzled, but when she noticed the unfriendly gazes around her, understanding immediately dawned. A smile curved her lips.
This only made the women frown more deeply.
That smile, in their eyes, was nothing short of provocation.
Sensing the atmosphere beginning to turn dangerous, Chu Ge hurriedly spoke up:
"Sister Qingjue, how do you feel? Being able to reconstruct your body so quickly is thanks to the help of my Master, Senior Aunt, and Martial Aunt."
Ying Qingjue naturally did not wish to make things difficult for Chu Ge. She sincerely thanked Luo Huangjun and the other two, and even greeted Su Lingyuan and the others as a sign of goodwill.
Only then did the women's expressions ease somewhat.
After all, none of them wanted the person they had helped to end up opposing them.
"It feels very good. Xiao Ge, wait a moment."
Ying Qingjue spoke, clearly intending to show Chu Ge something.
Luo Huangjun, however, found herself unable to tolerate it any longer.
This woman had been parading around like this in front of her disciple—if she claimed she had no ulterior motives, Luo Huangjun simply didn't believe it.
"Catch."
She spoke curtly and tossed a set of robes toward Ying Qingjue.
Ying Qingjue raised an eyebrow and caught them casually.
In the next moment, a plain white dress covered her graceful body—though it looked rather tight-fitting.
Ying Qingjue felt it too and muttered softly, "A bit tight."
She lowered her head, looking at the fabric stretched taut across her chest.
Her figure was slightly taller than Luo Huangjun's. Thus, clothes that fit snugly on Luo Huangjun ended up giving Ying Qingjue an unmistakably form-fitting, alluring appearance.