Chapter 72

Chapter 35: Sister, I was just joking waaah

　　Eh, eh?

　　Yuan Xiaoling belatedly tilted her little face up, blinked her eyes, and saw Bai Ling’s calm face—calm to the point of being a bit scary.

　　It was the calm before the storm, the tranquil center of the storm eye, the silent annihilation in the universe, the silent darkness in the depths.

　　At this moment, she seemed to have realized that she might have done something terrible just now.

　　”Brother… ah no, sister,” Yuan Xiaoling quietly pulled back her white-silken feet and缩ed into the corner of the bed. “Sis, I was just kidding, you’re not taking it seriously, are you?”

　　Bai Ling didn’t say anything, just sighed, then started unbuttoning the collar buttons on her shirt.

　　She hadn’t taken off her clothes for the past half hour.

　　Yuan Xiaoling began to panic.

　　”No, don’t do this, I was just kidding.”

　　”Just a joke, right? Don’t be mad, okay?”

　　”Half an hour is already impressive, I’m serious… eek!”

　　Her ankle was grabbed again by Bai Ling, who gave a gentle tug, leaving the Blonde Busty Girl with nowhere to run.

　　”You’re too arrogant,” Bai Ling said, “and need some proper discipline.”

　　That post said if your girlfriend gets too out of hand, you gotta hit her with something hardcore; can’t let her get away with it or she’ll only get more out of control.

　　Three days without attention, and she’ll mock you to your face.

　　”I’m wrong, I know I’m wrong, really… eep!”

　　Now it’s too late for words. Yuan Xiaoling lit the fire but couldn’t control it. The small clothes on her large figure looked pitifully fragile and helpless.

　　Xiaoling glanced down at her outfit and suddenly thought of a lifeline:

　　”Wait, look at me like this—I should be treated like a grade schooler. Who would take a grade schooler seriously?”

　　”Coincidentally, elementary students need the most education,” Bai Ling said harshly, “so they don’t cause trouble for adults.”

　　”?? How could you… waaaah!”

　　Bai Ling was a complete pragmatist, unlike the traditionalists who insisted on pure manual methods, nor like the reformers who only used telekinesis.

　　She used both, could use both, and used them well—one before, one after, building openly while also planning covertly.

　　Skill comes from practice. Since her rebirth and grabbing Miss Little Devil Xiaoling, she had been practicing for a whole month, right when her skills were exploding.

　　Sharp as a sword, sharp as an eye, precise and elegant!

　　”Wrong waaah, I’m truly wrong.”

　　”I was just joking, stop please.”

　　”It’s enough already… snif…”

　　Xiaoling could still mutter a few coherent sentences at first, but later it turned into—

　　”Blab blab…”

　　Finally, her little head tilted to the side, and she passed out.

　　Finally finished with her, Bai Ling retracted her hand and rested a bit. She didn’t suspect any ulterior motives behind Xiaoling’s provocation because, in her eyes, Xiaoling was just the type to do such things.

　　The girl was simple yet extremely satisfying.

　　Moving Xiaoling, who was sleeping in the corner of the wall, to the middle of the bed so she wouldn’t catch a cold, Bai Ling hugged Xiaoling’s tiny waist and went to sleep together.

　　Zzzzz

　　Fragments of memory surfaced again after overworking herself.

　　”Bai Ling, come this way, there’s no danger here. The car is ready, parked at the street corner.”

　　She saw the grown-up Yi Jie leading Bai Ling down a small road. They seemed to have just fought a battle and were escaping from pursuers.

　　However, a few minutes later, some ambushers suddenly appeared on the quiet little road.

　　”Don’t blame me, Bai Ling, I have no choice, you have too many enemies. There’s a saying, ‘A wise man adapts to the times.'”

　　After saying that, Yi Jie ran away, leaving Bai Ling alone to fight against the ambushers. Fortunately, she got lucky and had a minor breakthrough during the battle, eventually killing all the ambushers and staggering out.

　　At this time, a Blonde Busty Girl jumped out from the shadow behind the wall. Even at 25 years old, Xiaoling still had the same cute junior high school face and the always superior Dabeitù, regardless of age.

　　18 years old—childlike giant, 25 years old—still childlike giant.

　　”Yo, who’s so ragged? Isn’t that our dashing Bai Ling?”

　　”You weren’t supposed to follow the scout group, how did you end up ambushed? Hmm, could it be a teammate betrayal?”

　　”But how could that be? After all, teammates are carefully selected by White Miss. Surely White Miss isn’t blind, right?”

　　Amidst the mockery of the Blonde Busty Girl and the gritting teeth of the White-haired woman, memories tumbled and sank into the water.

　　Day broke, people woke up.

　　”Mmm…”

　　My head feels dizzy, my waist aches, and my legs feel numb.

　　Yuan Xiaoling remembered the dream scene, a fragment of her awakening memory.

　　So, the girl named Yi Jie betrayed them like this. No wonder Bai Ling held a grudge, calculating revenge as soon as they met this lifetime.

　　But thinking about it, her final jump-in mocking was pretty bold. If she kept doing that for ten years, given Bai Ling’s grudge-holding nature, it’s no wonder she tied her up and dealt with her immediately upon meeting.

　　She hasn’t even started doing bad things in this life, and Bai Ling has already handled her like that. If she found out I’ve regained my memories, she’d surely settle all the debts from last life.

　　She can’t find out.

　　After waking up, Yuan Xiaoling sat at the bedside, lost in thought. Bai Ling saw her state and handed her a bag of small bread rolls.

　　”Eat some breakfast, replenish your blood sugar, and you won’t be dumb anymore.”

　　”I’m not dumb… no, I wasn’t originally dumb,” Yuan Xiaoling scratched her head. “Just needed a moment to gather myself.”

　　”If you’re not fully awake, sleep a bit longer. Also,” Bai Ling mentioned something serious, “I’m going to Xiangshan Tea House to settle accounts with my enemy, the chairman of Yunhai Company. Do you want to come along?”

　　”The chairman of Yunhai Company…”

　　Yuan Xiaoling murmured for a while before snapping back to reality: “How could he contact you? We just beat up his son.”

　　”It wasn’t him who contacted me,” Bai Ling said, “it was Yi Jie, one of the two women we found on the beach last time.”

　　Yi Jie?

　　Yuan Xiaoling claimed to have snapped back to reality, but half of her spirit was still reminiscing about the dream. Upon hearing that name, her mind couldn’t help but recall Yi Jie leading Bai Ling into the trap and saying, “A wise man adapts to the times.”

　　”Can’t go,” the Blonde-haired Maiden instinctively said, “Yi Jie’s a traitor, that tea house definitely has a trap.”

　　Hm?

　　Bai Ling raised an eyebrow: “How do you know she’s a trai…”

　　”And today’s date is unlucky for you, better not to confront your enemy.”

　　Two sentences came out simultaneously. The White-haired Maiden and the Blonde Busty Girl stared at each other, looking at each other, and their expressions showed curiosity and amusement in red eyes, and belated panic in the azure ones.

　　”Did I…” Yuan Xiaoling blinked her eyes, “sleep too fuzzily and talk nonsense?”

　　”No, you’re very clear,” Bai Ling smirked, “when did you remember? How much do you remember?”

　　As a Fifth-tier Mental-type Spiritual Energy Manipulator, she was too familiar with human emotional fluctuations. From the Blonde Busty Girl’s half-dream half-awake confusion to her recent extreme panic, the emotional fluctuations were as obvious as fireworks in the night sky, crystal clear.