Chapter 189 Accidental Intrusion: Who Can Resist the Allure of a Bedchamber Full of Springtime Beauty? Allure of a Bedchamber Full of Springtime Beauty?
The night breeze in the Star Luo military camp carried a chill, but inside the girls' tent of the Shrek Supervision Group, it was warm and cozy, creating a lively and relaxed atmosphere.
The military tent was enormous, and a dozen beautiful girls shared the space. They had let go of their daytime guard and the fatigue of the long flight, allowing the atmosphere to become completely relaxed.
In private spaces, the girls naturally wore whatever was comfortable for them.
Wang Dong'er changed into a light blue silk slip dress. Her two long, fair legs were crossed on the blanket, and she was kneading a soft pillow in her hands.
Xiao Xiao was wearing a light yellow short loungewear set with a low neckline that revealed her delicate collarbone.
She leaned close to Wang Dong'er and whispered:
"Dong'er, have you seen the figure of Di Lingxi that the class monitor brought back? What did she eat to grow up like that?"
Wang Dong'er irritably pressed the soft pillow against her chest and tugged at the straps of her tank top that had slipped down to her shoulders.
"Who knows which remote mountain forest the squad leader came from? He's been gone for half a day, and he's already reached level 55. Is this any way for anyone else to survive?"
Xiao Xiao covered her mouth and chuckled. "Are you angry that he leveled up so quickly, or that he brought a pretty girl back?"
"I'm not angry at that big idiot!"
Wang Dong'er's cheeks flushed, and she instinctively tickled Xiao Xiao's ticklish spot. The two immediately started playing around, their nightgowns fluttering as they moved.
In another corner of the tent, Cui Yajie was slowly combing her long pink hair with a wooden comb.
She was wearing a tight-fitting black lace-trimmed vest.
Ning Tian sat opposite her, holding a cup of hot water in her hands.
The young master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was wearing a silver-gray silk robe, the collar of which was slightly open, exuding the noble air of a scion of a noble family.
"What are you thinking about?" Cui Yajie put down the comb and glanced at Ning Tian.
Ning Tian took a sip of hot water, her tone tinged with envy. "I'm wondering how Hua Bin cultivated so quickly."
Cui Yajie snorted softly, resting her chin on her hands. "You're obsessed with this, aren't you? Don't you ever think about anything else? I think our captain is quite the ladies' man."
In the middle, Zhu Lu was holding a dry towel and wiping Di Lingxi's half-dry golden hair.
Zhu Lu was wearing a black halter top and shorts set, which outlined her toned abdomen and long legs, typical of an Agility-type Soul Master.
Di Lingxi was even more casual.
She didn't understand human formalities, so she had simply put on a white slip dress that Bing Hanyue had lent her.
The skirt was a bit short for her, barely covering the top of her thighs, and the neckline was loose.
"It's so stuffy in this tent." Di Lingxi twisted her neck, her golden eyes darting around. "I want to go find him."
Zhu Lu pressed down on her shoulders, her movements gentle yet carrying the composure of an empress.
"It's too late at night to go into the boys' tents. You'll see them tomorrow."
Di Lingxi pouted and hummed twice, somewhat unwillingly.
Not far from them, Xue Qingyao and Bing Hanyue sat side by side.
Xue Qingyao wore a pure white gauze nightgown, her long hair reaching the ground, and her temperament was aloof and untouched by worldly affairs.
Bing Hanyue wore a bright green strapless top and short skirt, her slender legs dangling in mid-air. The two communicated using the unique spiritual fluctuations of the far north, occasionally glancing at Di Lingxi with a hint of helplessness in their eyes.
The innermost part of the tent was the territory of the senior students from the inner courtyard.
Ma Xiaotao stretched out a big yawn.
She wore a fiery red silk slip dress, the fabric clinging to her body and highlighting her alluring curves.
Xixi was wearing a black sports vest and doing stretching exercises.
Ling Luochen was wearing a light blue spaghetti-strap nightgown, sitting with her knees bent and her chin resting on her knees.
"Luo Chen, you cooperated very actively on the field today."
Ma Xiaotao rested her chin on her hand, her tone slightly teasing. "What, you've really taken a liking to Hua Bin?"
Ling Luochen raised her head. "I have an ice-elemental Spirit, and he has ultimate ice. Isn't that reasonable?"
"It makes sense." Ma Xiaotao leaned closer and picked up a strand of Ling Luochen's hair with her finger. "But the way you look at him doesn't seem to be all about evolving your Spirit."
Ling Luochen met her gaze frankly. "He is indeed very outstanding. In every aspect."
"Wow, the iceberg in our inner courtyard is really melting," Wu Ming chimed in from the side.
The Golden Crow Saintess was also dressed lightly, wearing a crimson-gold halter top and extremely short hot pants.
She sat cross-legged casually and patted her thigh.
"But to be fair, this kid is really strange. He was defeated by a Soul Master, and he was surrounded by so many women."
Han Ruoruo, dressed in a pale-gold silk robe, was reading a book. Hearing Wu Ming's complaint, she chuckled softly.
"Who told you to underestimate your opponent? The person Elder Mu values is no ordinary character."
Zhang Lexuan sat on the innermost cushion.
She took off the elegant white robe she had worn during the day and put on a pure white camisole loungewear set.
Her long hair was casually tied back, revealing her slender, fair neck.
The usual aloofness and imposing presence had largely dissipated, replaced by the gentle charm of a mature woman in her twenties.
Listening to the chattering discussion inside the tent, Zhang Lexuan shook her head, just about to tell everyone to get some rest.
Just then, a clear male voice suddenly came from outside the tent.
"Is Senior Sister there? This is Dai Huabin. I have something important to say."
The sounds inside the tent stopped for a second.
Zhang Lexuan was already mentally reviewing the route they would take into the mountains the next day. Upon hearing the words "important matter," her instinct as the team leader kicked in without thinking, and she blurted out:
"Come in."
As soon as she finished speaking, the heavy tent flap was suddenly flung open.
Dai Huabin strode in, holding the brown paper bag in his hand.
"Senior Sister, this was just given to us by Duke White Tiger..."
Dai Huabin's words caught in his throat.
He froze on the spot.
The temperature inside the tent seemed to be more than ten degrees higher than outside. The air was filled with various high-end shower gels and the unique fragrances of the girls, all mixed together and filling the tent.
That's not the point.
The focus was on the scene before his eyes.
A dozen or so beautiful women.
Tank tops, strapless tops, hot pants, and silk nightgowns.
Bare shoulders, long legs, and casually dressed figures filled his view.
The visual impact was comparable to a 100,000-year Spirit Skill coming straight at him.
Dai Huabin's heart skipped a beat uncontrollably, and his blood flowed faster instantly.
He was a normal man and a top-tier offensive Soul Master with vigorous blood a
nd a cultivation level of over fifty. Who could withstand this?
The tent was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
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