"What the heck!" Song Hanzhang was also rendered speechless, "Are you all here to play Mahjong or just messing around?"
"Get rich!" Zhao Qingyao played a card and then said, "Alright, alright, let's keep it together, the young one here."
"Wait a second! Sister Qingyao." Wen Qingqing looked suspicious, "This doesn't seem like you at all; usually, you're the least into mockery. Why are you acting so prim today? You live next to Sister Hanzhang... does it mean you've been involved with Brother Li at that..."
Zhao Qingyao slapped Wen Qingqing's hand that was reaching for a tile, "What nonsense are you talking about? Be careful, or my Old Ding will show you what's up!"
"Oh dear! If Qingqing hadn't mentioned it, I'd never have noticed!" Ouyang Bing leaned toward Song Hanzhang and said, "Hanzhang, Qingyao lives right next door; if you don't act, she's surely going to!"
Li Chuan, listening in from the room, thought it was getting out of hand. These ladies all looked elegant and classy, but their conversations were wild.
The most outrageous part was they seemed to know each other well, and their random claims were spot on!
"Ouyang Bing!" Zhao Qingyao couldn't help but kick her under the table, "Even your kid is in primary school, yet you speak so casually!"
"Everyone, look! Qingyao is definitely hiding something!" Ouyang Bing turned to Song Hanzhang, "Hanzhang, just a kind reminder: fire prevention, theft prevention, and friend prevention—you better watch out for Qingyao before she sneaks in, because the red apricot is blooming so beautifully!"
Zhao Qingyao, somewhat flustered and embarrassed, gave Ouyang Bing's chest a smack. The four women chattered downstairs, leaving Li Chuan feeling heated listening upstairs.
"Seven Bamboo! I've won." Song Hanzhang shook her head, "All of you calm down, he's just a freshman, young and tender; don't scare him!"
"I would've forgotten! I still need to give acupuncture therapy classes to the freshmen. That's embarrassing!" Wen Qingqing started to panic, "Ridiculous, the teacher flirting with her student!"
Ouyang Bing chuckled, "Then what are you waiting for? Give Teacher Hanzhang a chance, and tomorrow she'll be a matchmaker. Let your student take the lead, and on the wedding night, you'll surely find the way!"
"Hmm!" Song Hanzhang smiled, "Do you think Qingqing is really that pure, still a virgin? I'm afraid she's already tired of her man."
The four women downstairs chatted without any concern, and upstairs Li Chuan listened, deeply absorbed.
He nearly forgot about the Three-blade Hall issue.
Indeed, women, especially remarkable ones, can make men forget their troubles.
After listening for a while, Li Chuan felt thirsty, so he went downstairs to drink some water. After drinking, he suddenly felt the urge to pee, so he went to the bathroom on the first floor.
When Li Chuan walked downstairs, aside from Song Hanzhang, the other three nearly turned simultaneously toward him, exchanged glances, and began to chuckle secretly.
Song Hanzhang had her back to Li Chuan, so he had no idea about her expression, but it was likely a fierce glare at Ouyang Bing and Wen Qingqing.
Li Chuan did not expect his pee to last so long; it was like a waterfall, a torrential spray into the toilet.
First the living room was quiet, then burst into peals of bell-like laughter, turning into a gleeful chaos.
Li Chuan was initially stunned, then figured it out; these women were seasoned pros, able to deduce his size from the sound alone.
As a result, Li Chuan felt a bit awkward; he'd never been teased like this before.
Yet, he couldn't stay in the bathroom forever, so he bravely stepped out and walked back upstairs.
As Li Chuan headed upstairs, he could clearly feel Ouyang Bing and Wen Qingqing's eyes lingering on him.
Finally, as Li Chuan looked down from the corridor, he noticed Zhao Qingyao's face turned incredibly red.
One glance was enough to know what she was thinking.
As Li Chuan entered the room, he heard Ouyang Bing's voice, "Tsk tsk! This really is something extraordinary, I tell you Qingqing, if Sister Hanzhang hasn't thought about it, you go for it. Just from this sound, you can tell his size is considerable. Before marriage—have a student-teacher affair, just like Yang Guo and Little Dragon Girl!"
"Sister Ouyang, you mean the louder the sound, the bigger it is?"
Ouyang Bing laughed, "You don't get it, do you? It's not about the loudness; there's a rhythm, a frequency to consider. If it sounds fast and fierce, like when a water tap resumes after stopping, making a glug glug sound from the pipe, that's the real deal. But if the sound is messy, like chaos, no matter how loud, it's just kidney weakness!"
As her words fell, another bell-like laughter erupted.
…
Though it was uncomfortable listening from the upstairs room, Li Chuan ultimately fell asleep, rather drowsily.
Mid-sleep, he sensed someone entering and smelled a pleasant signature perfume.
This scent was uniquely Song Hanzhang's.
Song Hanzhang sat beside Li Chuan, leaning down, gently patting his face, "Chuan..."
Li Chuan quickly opened his eyes and found Song Hanzhang's face right close to him.
"Chuan, go to Sister Qingyao's, there was just thunder; go keep her company."
Li Chuan extended his arm and quickly wrapped it around Song Hanzhang's waist, flipping her to pin her beneath him.
"Ah, don't..."
Song Hanzhang couldn't finish speaking as Li Chuan silenced her.
After a passionate kiss, Song Hanzhang pushed Li Chuan away, frowning, "Stop it, your brother's here, next door. Go to Qingyao, she's waiting at home."
"But tonight I only want you." Li Chuan gave Song Hanzhang's rear a firm pinch.
Song Hanzhang shivered, slapped Li Chuan's face lightly, "That hurts! Be good, hurry and go."
"So when, can I enter you?"
"You've been inside, haven't you?"
"That's above—it doesn't count..."
"You little brat, don't be excessive! Quickly, go!" Song Hanzhang coldly huffed, rose from the bed, and walked toward the master bedroom.
To be honest, Li Chuan was already captivated by Song Hanzhang. Compared to Zhao Qingyao, Song Hanzhang was taller, more voluptuous, feminine, and she seemed like the second woman he could most easily get.
Bear in mind, the Lingxi Mutual Sensitivity Technique requires dual cultivation with seven different women to reach Great Perfection in the Absorbing Yin Realm, and he currently only has Zhao Qingyao!
However, there was plenty of flirtation, yet the final step was still elusive.
After Song Hanzhang left, Li Chuan took out his phone; Zhao Qingyao had indeed sent a message.
"Baby, hurry over, I've already showered and am waiting for you!"