I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 612 Also a Friend

Chapter 612: Chapter 612 Also a Friend

With the weather gradually getting hotter, there was also more daylight.

When you opened your eyes, your line of sight passed through the window and discovered that the sky was already bright.

Just as you were about to get up out of habit, you realized that something heavy seemed to be pressing down on your chest and left foot. With a slight tilt of your head, you smiled.

A scene that would send others’ blood racing and instantly turn them into hungry wolves and ferocious tigers appeared before your eyes. Yet, upon seeing it, you were able to respond with a warm and even-tempered smile. That’s because the person lying beside you was none other than Zhao’er.

Zhao’er and the weapons shared a room. Last night when you went to bed, you had made sure to lock the door, mainly because you were worried that Zhao’er might pick the lock in the middle of the night and climb into your bed.

Yet it seemed that no barriers in the world could stop Zhao’er from getting into your bed at night.

You deliberately looked up at the door lock and saw that it was intact. You honestly had no idea how this girl had gotten in.

Zhao’er had a sleeping habit; she liked to sleep on her side, and she only preferred turning to her right side.

At the moment, her head rested on your left arm, her arm as white as jade laid on your chest, rising and falling slightly with your breath; her long and smooth left leg had crossed over you, her knee pressing down on your abdomen.

Seeing the brightness outside the window, it should be between 5:30 and 6:00 in the morning. At this time, Xiao Feng, Yang Kai, and the others definitely hadn’t gotten up yet. After all, they had a beautiful woman sleeping beside them just like you.

To avoid being seen by others and their gossip, as usual, you quietly and carefully tried to "slip" out from under Zhao’er’s hands and feet.

"Mmm, Yun, hug."

Just then, Zhao’er murmured in her sleep, and then tightly hugged you again, pressing her softest, most wonderful body entirely against you.

Well, now you couldn’t even think about slipping away—you couldn’t even wiggle free.

At the same time, a vague voice echoed in your mind—

"She is inevitably yours. Go on, claim her forever as your own."

"Have you always hesitated about how to handle them? Now, with just a turn, you could pin Zhao’er beneath you and possess her completely. Once the relationship is set, they will no longer bother you."

"Look, at Zhao’er’s warm, sexy red lips. Don’t you want to kiss them?"

"Zhao’er’s hand is pressing on your chest. Where is your hand? Where is it? Don’t you want to touch and see?"

"Zhao’er..."

"Enough!"

Your eyes suddenly snapped open, and all drowsiness was instantly cast aside, two Sen Luo Curse Marks appearing in your pupils.

For some reason, the more you spent time with Zhao’er, and the more your mind was drowsy or confused, voices like those would appear in your mind.

They were always tempting your mind, seemingly guiding you in another direction.

"Umm... Yun?"

Zhao’er woke up from your voice. She slightly lifted her head, and from those sexy red lips dangled a glistening thread.

"Zhao’er, are you awake? It’s still early, do you want to sleep a bit more?"

When dealing with Zhao’er, many times you acted like you were dealing with your own daughter. Your words conveyed deep care and affection; it seemed her identity was always switching between daughter, girlfriend, and sister.

"Tired."

Saying so, Zhao’er’s delicate body rubbed against you like a squirming caterpillar.

She wrapped her hands around your neck, her entire body hanging on you.

After she fell asleep again, you took in the sweet fragrance of her hair, and the fire in your belly slowly extinguished, a smile reserved only for Zhao’er appearing on your face.

When the rooster crowed for the third time, Xiao Feng’s yawn came from next door, followed by the sound of Yang Kai being kicked out of bed by Nie Ying—"Ouch! Wife, why did you kick me?"

"How many times have I told you not to fart under the covers!"

Then, you heard Xiao Feng’s unrestrained laughter from next door.

Perhaps Xiao Feng’s voice was too loud, or perhaps it was time, and at that moment, Zhao’er opened her bleary eyes slightly, raised her head, and with a droplet still at the corner of her mouth, squinted at you and said, "Yun, good morning."

"Morning, my good baby."

You stretched out your hand, gently wiped the gloss from Zhao’er’s lips, and said with a smile, "Let’s get up, we’re going to climb the mountain to see Mother En in a bit."

"Mmm."

When you went out the door, you found Xian Qianling already moving her arms and legs in the yard, kicking in a continuous chain and then spinning around, looking as skilled as a world champion.

"Crazy Woman, good morning."

You greeted her with a smile.

However, Xian Qianling slightly tilted her head, her eyes flashing with the sharpness of the morning light as they stabbed at you, "Hmph!"

Hiss—

There was a murderous air!

Looking again at her kicks, they seemed even more vicious than before!

At that moment, Xiao Feng came over, patted you on the left shoulder, and said, "Little Yunyun, looking at Police Officer Xie’s performance, it looks like she’s ready to devour you whole."

"Get lost, Brother hasn’t provoked her."

"Are you sure?"

"I... I didn’t do anything."

Yang Kai came over smiling and patted your right shoulder, saying, "Just now, I saw Zhao’er coming out of your room."

"So what?"

"If I remember correctly, Zhao’er was in the same room as Goddess Wu last night, right?"

"Yeah, then?"

Yang Kai looked at you with an exasperated expression, "Buddy, are you daft? Haven’t you watched ’Zhen Huan’s Story,’ ’The Legend of Princess Mi Yue,’ ’Legend of Wu Meiniang’ and other palace dramas? Don’t you get it, you should spread your affections evenly? As a stallion, oh no, as the Master of the Harem, how can you favor only one woman? You should... mmm!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Yang Kai’s mouth was stuffed with a ball of black stuff.

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! What is this!?"

"Yesterday’s unwashed disposable socks."

"Crap, Old Shu, I’m going to get you!"

Stretching out five fingers, you smeared Yang Kai’s face against the nearby wall. While the two of you were fooling around, suddenly the sound of commotion came from outside the fence wall—it seemed a lot of people were gathered there.

"What’s going on outside, what happened?"

You asked the innkeeper who had just walked in from outside the fence.

The innkeeper smiled and said, "Today is Tomb-Sweeping Festival. According to the customs here, they are having a dog race outside."