“Delicious, absolutely delicious.” Ji Xiao picked up the plate and scraped the remaining sauce onto his rice, then lifted the cold cucumber salad and asked Lu Mingyuan, “Are you still eating?”
Lu Mingyuan waved his hand. “Go ahead.”
Ji Xiao grinned, revealing a row of white teeth, and quickly scooped all the remaining dishes into his bowl. “Wasting food is shameful. You two rest, I’ll clean up.”
Lu Mingyuan elegantly wiped the corner of his mouth and casually asked, “Comrade Su, who taught you your cooking skills? These two dishes are very authentic, and the flavor is impeccable.”
[Ding! Congratulations, Host. Mission completed. You have gained the male lead’s special attention. Reward: Beauty Points +10, Physique Points +10, Voice Points +10, Health Points +10, Combat Power +10!]
[Current Beauty Points: 30]
[Physique: 20, Petite and Charming]
[Voice: 50, Soft and Alluring]
[Health Points: 32, Reviving Vitality]
[Combat Power: 10, Bronze Martial Artist]
[Now transmitting Basic Combat Arts. 3, 2, 1, transmission begins…]
Now?
Su Nuannuan’s pupils trembled. She nervously gripped the armrest of the sofa, her face turning pale.
[No, wait, not here… Ah…]
With all her attributes enhanced simultaneously, Su Nuannuan felt her blood begin to boil. Her joints crackled softly, and an unbearable tingling sensation spread from her dantian to her limbs.
Her throat tightened, and her facial skin began to itch.
Countless images flooded her mind. Two indistinct figures fought within her Consciousness Sea, their movements swift and clear.
Su Nuannuan wanted to return to her room, but her body seemed to have lost control. She could only sit rigidly against the sofa.
“Ah…” A seductive, breathy moan escaped her lips.
The sound was soft and alluring, a single utterance that made both men tense below the waist.
They looked up in shock, their eyes fixed on the flushed young woman on the sofa.
Su Nuannuan tugged restlessly at her collar, her cheeks flushed, her almond-shaped eyes half-closed and glistening with moisture. “So hot…”
Ji Xiao’s chopsticks clattered onto the table, the sharp sound snapping both men out of their daze.
They exchanged a glance, their expressions turning serious and cold, then rushed to Su Nuannuan’s side from opposite directions.
Ji Xiao grabbed her hand as she pulled at her collar. “Su Nuannuan, wake up. What’s wrong with you?”
Lu Mingyuan reached out and touched her forehead, his brow furrowing slightly. “She has a fever. Probably heatstroke. Let’s carry her back to her room first. I’ll get the medicine.”
They often went on missions and always carried fever-reducing and anti-inflammatory medicine for emergencies.
Ji Xiao didn’t dare let go, afraid she might accidentally undress herself.
The young woman whimpered restlessly, her crimson lips parting slightly to reveal pearly white teeth. The hot breath she exhaled made his wrist tingle. The usually stern man softened his voice.
“Nuannuan, don’t be afraid. Mingyuan has gone to get medicine. You’ll feel better after taking it.”
“So hot… help me.” Su Nuannuan pleaded tearfully.
With her sensitivity amplified tenfold and a surge of estrogen, she felt as if she had taken a powerful aphrodisiac, burning with a dry thirst.
Her wrist twisted at an unnatural angle, abruptly breaking free from Ji Xiao’s grip. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs coiling around him, and twisted her body, reversing their positions.
Now straddling him, Su Nuannuan gazed at him with seductive, half-lidded eyes, her fingers tracing the prominent Adam’s apple in his throat. “You said you’d make it up to me. Let’s start now.”
She leaned down, capturing his thin lips without hesitation, clumsily nibbling and desperately seeking the coolness within his mouth.
Ji Xiao’s eyes widened in shock, his entire body stiffening. The hand resting on her waist lost its strength.
At the doorway, Lu Mingyuan approached with medicine, then hastily retreated two steps upon seeing the scene, clearing his throat awkwardly.
Ji Xiao turned his head, avoiding her probing tongue, and flipped her over, pressing her into the bedding. His voice was hoarse as he called out, “Stop watching and come in already. Something’s wrong with her.”
“You seemed to be enjoying it,” Lu Mingyuan remarked, raising his hand to strike Su Nuannuan’s neck.
The restless figure immediately went limp, collapsing softly into Ji Xiao’s arms. Her thin shirt, damp with sweat, clung to her body, revealing the newly optimized physique in full view of the two men.
Her limbs were slender, her shoulders delicate, her back thin, and her waist astonishingly narrow, forming a striking S-curve with her rounded hips.
Both men flushed. Ji Xiao quickly grabbed a bedsheet, wrapping the figure in his arms tightly. He took a deep breath to suppress the rising heat within him and said seriously, “Her reaction just now seemed like she was drugged. Could it be those people again?”
Lu Mingyuan handed over the medicine. “First, give her some medicine to cool her down. This matter is suspicious. When she wakes up, question her properly. After all, it’s not the first time she’s targeted you.”
Ji Xiao took the medicine, his face darkening. “Are you saying she drugged herself?”
“She has a history and a motive. We all ate together, yet only she was affected. That says enough.” Lu Mingyuan patted his shoulder, teasing lightly. “She’s gone to such lengths for you, so devoted. Aren’t you moved at all? You’ve already kissed her—why not just marry her? It’s not like she’s completely useless.”
At least she could cook well.
If Ji Xiao married Su Nuannuan, she wouldn’t compete with him for that woman from that night. Two birds with one stone.
“Dream on, Lu Mingyuan, you scheming fox. I won’t fall for it.” Ji Xiao’s face darkened as he poured out two pills, roughly stuffing them into Su Nuannuan’s mouth before standing up as if electrocuted.
The bitter medicine dissolved in her mouth, and Su Nuannuan’s face scrunched up. After a moment, she struggled to open her eyes, leaning over the bedside to retch.
“So bitter! What did you give me?”
Her damp hair clung to her face.
Beneath her open collar, a shallow cleavage was pressed into view, her skin as fair and smooth as warm jade.
Lu Mingyuan averted his gaze as if shocked, quickly leaving the room to avoid suspicion.
Ji Xiao stood stiffly by the bed, a faint flush visible on his bronze skin. His sharp eyes coldly scrutinized her. “Su Nuannuan, what mischief are you up to now? You actually drugged yourself.”
What?
Su Nuannuan was stunned. She drugged herself?
Closing her eyes, the events of moments ago flashed before her. Her hands gripping the bedding tightened abruptly.
Every time her body was optimized, it brought an overwhelming, bone-deep tingling sensation, similar to being drugged. That’s why they thought she had intentionally drugged herself to cling to Ji Xiao.
Su Nuannuan laughed bitterly, gritting her teeth inwardly. System, is this what you call a surprise?
All her stats had been upgraded at once, without even giving her a chance to prepare.
Swallowing the lingering bitterness, she sat up, frowning as she walked out of the bedroom. She picked up the ceramic water jug on the living room table, hurriedly poured herself a glass of water, and took several large gulps.
Only after finishing the entire glass did the bitterness in her mouth fade slightly.
Stretching her arms wide, a series of crisp cracking sounds echoed. Su Nuannuan froze mid-stretch, sensing something amiss.
Slowly lowering her head, she saw her fair, slender ankles protruding a good length from her pant legs.
Her chest felt tight, the shirt stretched taut over a fuller curve.
She… she had grown taller…
In five minutes, she had grown five centimeters taller!
Flustered, she quickly sat down, hiding her exposed ankles, her heart pounding like a drum.
She glanced up discreetly, observing the expressions of the two men without a trace of movement.
There was no surprise, no fear—as if they hadn’t noticed the changes in her.
Su Nuannuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, relaxing her body as she lazily leaned back into the sofa. Her thick, long, and upturned eyelashes traced delicate lines at the corners of her eyes, while her cat-like eyes remained clear and bright.
Her elegant nose was straight and delicate, her brows like distant mountains tinged with a hint of green, and her lips, moist with droplets of water, were full and rosy.
Crossing her slender legs, she spoke calmly, “Regiment Commander Ji, you worry too much. At the moment, I still can’t muster any interest in that face of yours.”
Her soft, sweet Voice Points carried the gentle charm unique to southern girls, sounding to the two men like a deliberate, seductive act.