Lucian had always acted with swift and decisive efficiency.
If he said he would be there shortly, he would never keep two beauties waiting.
Activating Absolute Hit, Lucian instantly teleported toward the marked location, and his figure vanished from the sight of Jingliu, Baiheng, and Phantylia in the blink of an eye.
In the next moment, space rippled almost imperceptibly as he appeared aboard the Xianzhou Yaoqing, inside Feixiao's office.
As Lucian glanced at the surroundings, the room was simply furnished, lacking unnecessary decorations, yet every piece of furniture and every neatly organized document carried an unmistakable air of authority befitting the office of one of the Xianzhou's greatest Arbiter-Generals.
"Busy?"
Lucian's amused voice suddenly broke the quiet silence that had settled over the office.
Feixiao had been sitting behind her desk, carefully reviewing a stack of military reports with complete concentration. Hearing the familiar voice, she immediately looked up and saw Lucian standing leisurely in front of her desk, smiling at her with an unhurried expression, as though he had all the time in the world.
A flash of delight instinctively crossed her heart, but she quickly suppressed it beneath a deliberately stern expression before calmly setting down the pen in her hand.
"You could at least knock before coming in. You startled me."
Even though that was what she said, the joy shining in Feixiao's eyes was impossible for Lucian to miss.
"Since when are we all formal with each other?"
Lucian chuckled as he casually walked around the large desk and naturally came to Feixiao's side. Resting one hand lazily on the back of her chair, he leaned down slightly to glance over the documents spread neatly across her desk.
"What's got you so focused?"
As Lucian drew closer, his familiar scent quietly surrounded Feixiao, carrying a unique warmth that was both comforting and strangely capable of making her heart beat just a little faster.
Feixiao instinctively leaned back, only for her back to press directly against Lucian's firm arm behind her, leaving her nowhere else to retreat.
"They're just routine military affairs. You wouldn't have the patience to look through them."
Feixiao paused briefly before speaking again, a faint trace of jealousy quietly creeping into her voice despite her best efforts to hide it.
"With so many lovely wives at home waiting for your attention, it's a miracle you still remembered me."
Hearing that, Lucian couldn't help but chuckle softly.
Instead of backing away, he leaned in even closer, almost wrapping Feixiao in a half-embrace from behind. His chin rested lightly atop her fragrant silver hair, positioned perfectly between her two soft fox ears.
In an instant, the ticklish sensation made her ears twitch uncontrollably, the fluffy tips brushing back and forth against Lucian's cheeks with every involuntary movement.
Lucian found it rather pleasant.
They were incredibly soft and fluffy, and he loved the comforting sensation every time they brushed against his face.
"Oh, listen to that. Even when my Xiao gets jealous, she's still got her own unique charm."
Lucian's warm breath gently brushed across Feixiao's sensitive ear as he spoke, sending a faint shiver through her body while the tips of both ears quickly turned a vivid crimson.
"Who's jealous? I'm not..."
Feixiao stubbornly denied it, yet almost instinctively, she tilted her head upward.
As soon as she did, her lips nearly brushed against Lucian's, which were only inches away.
Just like that, the already narrow distance between them became filled with an unspoken intimacy, as though the slightest movement from either of them would completely erase the remaining space separating them.
Lucian looked into Feixiao's slightly parted lips and her wavering teal eyes, and the smile in his eyes deepened even further.
From his position above and behind her, there was a slight gap at Feixiao's collar. Through that narrow opening, he could vaguely glimpse the fair, enticing curve of her beautiful breasts from the side.
Only Lucian could enjoy such a privileged view from this angle. No one else would ever have the opportunity to stand behind the famous Merlin's Claw and look down at her in such an intimate manner.
"Alright, alright, you're not jealous."
Lucian's tone sounded almost like a compromise, yet every word overflowed with affection as his fingers gently brushed across Feixiao's burning cheek before lightly caressing the tip of one twitching fox ear.
"I was just way too excited to see you two, okay?"
Lucian's gentle explanation finally softened the faint resentment hidden within Feixiao's heart.
Just as the atmosphere between them was becoming warmer and increasingly ambiguous, the door leading to the lounge inside the office quietly opened.
Yueyu stepped in carrying a freshly brewed cup of fragrant tea.
However, the moment she saw the two of them nearly pressed together in such an intimate posture, she stopped in her tracks for a brief moment.
"Ahem..."
Yueyu coughed softly, politely reminding them that they were no longer alone.
As though she had suddenly found a savior, Feixiao quickly seized the opportunity to slip out of Lucian's embrace, her cheeks still burning with a deep blush.
"Big Sis Yueyu, is the tea ready?"
As Feixiao hurriedly asked the flustered-sounding question, Lucian also straightened up and turned toward Yueyu, the easygoing smile on his face never changing.
"Wifey Yueyu, you're as thoughtful as ever. You knew I was coming, and you even had tea ready for me?"
Yueyu walked over with graceful steps before gently placing the steaming teacup onto the coffee table, then looked at Lucian and smiled softly.
"As long as you know I'm thoughtful. At least that proves you still remember me."
Her voice remained as gentle as ever, but Lucian could easily hear the faint teasing hidden beneath those calm words.
After all, it had indeed been quite a while since he had properly spent time with these two foxian wives of his.
Laughing heartily, Lucian strode over to the nearby sofa and sat down in the main seat without the slightest hesitation. He then stretched out both arms at the same time, wrapping one comfortably around Feixiao's slender waist and the other around Yueyu's, gently but firmly pulling both women toward him until they were sitting snugly against his sides, one on his left and the other on his right, as though that position naturally belonged to the three of them.
"If you think I'd forget that, you're kidding yourself. Keep teasing me like this, and you're basically asking to get punished."
As soon as those words left Lucian's mouth, both Feixiao and Yueyu visibly stiffened.
Neither of them had expected him to be this 'bold' while they were still inside the Arbiter-General's office.
"Hey, this is my office. Watch yourself."
Feixiao lightly jabbed Lucian in the ribs with her elbow as she lowered her voice to a whisper, trying to sound stern despite the obvious embarrassment coloring her expression.
Yueyu frowned ever so slightly and reached up, intending to remove the arm wrapped around her waist.
However, although Lucian's embrace appeared completely relaxed, it was as steady as steel, refusing to budge no matter how gently she tried to pry it away.
"Watch myself?" Lucian raised an eyebrow as though the very suggestion puzzled him. "You two are my wives. Why would I gotta worry about appearances? Orrr..."
He deliberately dragged out the last word, his gaze leisurely shifting back and forth between Feixiao and Yueyu, amusement dancing openly in his eyes.
"...are the two generals saying you can't just relax here? Should we head somewhere else then?"
"Tch, who said anything about moving somewhere else? Is that all you ever think about?"
Feixiao clicked her tongue, though the growing redness spreading across her cheeks completely undermined her attempt to appear composed.
"Alright. We're staying right here then."
Lucian smiled as though he had won a small victory.
Reaching toward the fruit platter on the coffee table, he picked up a cherry-like fruit before holding it in front of Feixiao's lips.
"Here. See if it's sweet."
Feixiao shot him an exasperated glare.
Even so, before she realized what she was doing, she had already obediently parted her lips.
Lucian gently fed her the fruit, his fingertips lightly brushing against her soft pink lips as he withdrew his hand—the fleeting touch lingered just long enough to make her heart skip a beat.
Without missing a beat, Lucian picked up another fruit and turned toward Yueyu.
"Yu, you should try one too."
Yueyu, however, simply looked at Lucian without making the slightest movement, her calm eyes quietly meeting his.
Lucian wasn't the least bit impatient.
He merely continued holding the fruit out toward her, maintaining the same leisurely smile as though he could wait forever.
Several silent seconds passed like that.
Just when Feixiao thought Yueyu was about to refuse him, Yueyu finally leaned forward ever so slightly and gently accepted the fruit directly from Lucian's fingers. Every one of her movements remained graceful, refined, and restrained, carrying the elegance that had always defined her.
Lucian slowly withdrew his fingers before absentmindedly rubbing them together, as though savoring the lingering softness that had remained on his fingertips.
After several rounds of playful teasing and flirtatious exchanges, both Feixiao and Yueyu gradually stopped paying attention to their surroundings.
After all, although this was the office of the Xianzhou Yaoqing's Arbiter-General and a place meant for official business rather than personal matters, Lucian's familiar presence had slowly eased the restraint they had initially tried so hard to maintain.
However, there were still certain things they simply couldn't do here.
Lucian quietly looked at the two breathtaking women seated beside him.
One was heroic and spirited, carrying herself with the commanding presence of a great general, yet her face was now adorned with an unmistakable rosy blush, while the other was usually calm, elegant, and reserved, yet even her tranquil eyes now shimmered with a gentle warmth that rarely revealed itself.
Without anyone realizing it, the office gradually fell silent, and the only sounds that remained were the faint rhythm of their breathing and the occasional rustle of clothing whenever one of them shifted slightly.
An invisible tension slowly filled the room, wrapping itself around the three of them and refusing to disperse.
Lucian's gaze gradually deepened, his eyes filled with unmistakable possessiveness and undisguised affection.
In the next moment, his fingers tightened slightly around Feixiao's hand as his thumb slowly caressed the back of it in gentle circles, while his other hand leisurely traced along Yueyu's slender waist, neither hurried nor forceful, yet impossible to ignore.
Feixiao could clearly feel her body growing softer.
Almost before she realized it, she had relaxed completely against Lucian's side, while the faint jealousy and awkwardness she had been feeling earlier quietly melted away without a trace.
Beside him, Yueyu lightly bit her lower lip, but she still offered no resistance. Instead, she simply lowered her eyelashes and gently closed her eyes halfway, silently accepting the warmth of his embrace.
Lowering his head, Lucian slowly rested his forehead against Feixiao's.
In an instant, their noses were only a breath apart, their warm breaths naturally intertwining within the increasingly intimate silence.
"You know, the office... has its own kind of charm too, doesn't it?" Lucian said slowly, his voice carrying a teasing smile. "What do you think, General?"
"...I think... I can't let you keep acting so arrogantly..."
Feixiao answered softly, her teal eyes meeting his without retreating.
"Do you really think that we, master and disciple, are made of clay?"
Yueyu added calmly, though the faint smile tugging at the corners of her lips betrayed that she was hardly as composed as she appeared.
Regardless, since this was still the office, Lucian casually raised a hand and silently set up a barrier around the three of them.
In an instant, the surrounding space became completely isolated.
From this moment onward, no one outside the barrier could see what was happening within it, nor could they hear even the slightest sound coming from inside.
However, the barrier had barely finished forming when Feixiao suddenly moved.
Without giving Lucian any time to react, Feixiao pressed both hands against his shoulders and pushed him backward onto the sofa. Looking down at him from above, her eyes sparkled with equal parts confidence, embarrassment, and playful challenge.
"Behave yourself... or I'll suck you dry."
Feixiao warned with a proud snort, the corners of her lips curling into a triumphant smile.
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