Ye Feng had a particular fondness for Ji Lin's beautiful back. It was soft as if boneless, and as flawless as white jade.
The most crucial part was its texture—usually as cool as ice and snow, even in the summer.
But once she was in a state of high excitement or nervousness, it would become scorching hot. Her pure, fair, jade-like skin would take on an alluring pink hue and glisten with a sheen of fragrant sweat.
The texture, once as smooth as jade, would become almost adhesive.
Just placing a finger on it felt as if it were being enveloped by a soft, moist layer.
This kind of top-tier constitution was on par with Wormy's waist.
At this moment, Ji Lin was merely having a stigma traced on her back by Ye Feng's burning fingers, yet her whole body went limp and collapsed, forcing her to support herself with trembling hands.
Like a drowning person just pulled ashore, her rapid, ragged breaths washed over Fu Hua's cheek.
Suddenly, sweat pooled on her chin.
Finally, a crystalline droplet succumbed to gravity and fell.
It landed right beside Fu Hua's lips.
"!!!"
"Don't be afraid, she's just an NPC. She won't react to any external disturbances... Speaking of which, Lin'er, you don't have to bite your lip. Even if you cry out, Fu Hua... no, Red Kite won't open her eyes to look at you."
"..."
Ji Lin looked down.
Just as Ye Feng said, the sleeping Red Kite showed no reaction whatsoever.
But to be this intimate with another man, on the bed of the one she loved...
Ji Lin felt something inside her shattering.
"Relax, I'm not some kind of demon. How about today I only use your back, the nape of your neck, and your hair?"
—You lecher!
Ji Lin cursed him in her heart.
But before the words could leave her mouth, her body and soul, already bound by the contract with Ye Feng, instantly submitted in a full dogeza.
Ji Lin's forehead slammed down, pressing hard against Fu Hua's lips...
"Oh my~~ Lin'er, you're such a clever little imp. Too timid to confess to Red Kite in the past, yet you choose this method to be intimate with her. Don't tell me I've also become a part of your PLAY?"
"Of course~ of course not!!"
Ji Lin managed to eke out a reply.
But the strange sensation on her forehead only made her feel hotter.
These were... Red Kite's lips.
This was the first time Ji Lin had ever experienced them.
Were they always this soft?
But soon, Ji Lin couldn't help but recall yesterday, at the summit of Mount Taixu, when Red Kite had used those soft lips to form a perfect seal around Ye Feng's forearm...
The thought sent a complex mix of emotions through her heart.
"You're my good Lin'er. Your back is heating up again. Are you trying to thank me? No need, no need. You're the very first magical girl I ever contracted, after all. A little benefit like this is nothing. By the way, should I adjust the angle? Move Red Kite a few centimeters higher?"
"Eh~~"
Ji Lin's eyes went wide as she prostrated, almost forgetting that Ye Feng was tracing a stigma on her back.
Her mind was completely filled with the thought of Red Kite's lips.
If Red Kite were moved higher...
Then that would be... ki... ki-kissing?
A maiden's sense of propriety made Ji Lin subconsciously want to refuse.
But... but...
Ji Lin's mind was a complete mess.
"Forget it, I'll give you a hand."
Ye Feng chuckled, lifting Ji Lin up and having her kneel to the side. Then, Ye Feng leaned down and kissed Fu Hua.
Before Ji Lin could even react, Ye Feng, having finished kissing Fu Hua, leaned to the side, grabbed Ji Lin's snow-white chin, and covered her lips with his own once more.
"—?!"
Ji Lin's eyes flew open.
She knelt there, stunned as if petrified, with only one thought racing through her mind: My first kiss...
Ji Lin had once been a young maiden who fantasized about all sorts of romantic scenarios.
But she had never imagined that her first kiss would be given to another man, on the bed of the person she loved.
A layer of mist clouded her dazed, beautiful eyes.
An unknown amount of time passed—long enough that Ji Lin felt she was about to die from suffocation—before Ye Feng finally released her.
As if all her strength had been drained, Ji Lin leaned listlessly against the headboard. The light had vanished from her eyes, leaving them to stare vacantly ahead.
Ye Feng said, "Isn't this nice, Lin'er? You had an indirect kiss with the person you like most. Aren't you happy?"
"..."
Ji Lin lifted her lifeless eyes and looked at Ye Feng.
"...Master said... he would only use this servant's back, nape, and hair..."
"That's right. But you should know which parts I was referring to when I said 'use.' I made no guarantees about your mouth."
"..."
"Well, since you brought it up, let's get our business finished first."
Ye Feng flipped Ji Lin's body over, his hands pressing down on her thin, blade-like shoulders, pushing with enough force to seemingly press her into the sheets.
Ji Lin weakly turned her head to the side. Her hair fell around her as she gazed blankly at the sleeping Fu Hua beside her, her own cherry lips glistening with a tempting moisture...
---o---
Kiana found Ji Lin in the dormitory living room.
The air conditioner was off.
The scorching summer sun shone directly through the glass.
Ji Lin was curled up on the sofa. Her clothes were neat, and her three thousand strands of smooth, dark hair cascaded onto the floor. Her long, slender, snow-white neck was partially visible, creating a uniquely charming sight.
But an almost tangible aura of gloom emanated from her entire being.
Kiana's movements couldn't help but become lighter; even her breathing grew cautious.
Should I call out to her, or not?
Kiana's waving hand froze in mid-air. She felt it was probably better not to disturb Ji Lin.
However, the five-thousand-year-old ancestor turned her head, and their eyes met.
"...Ahaha, Lin'er, good evening."
Kiana scratched the back of her head and forced herself to walk over.
"...Kiana."
A bit of light returned to Ji Lin's eyes.
She sat up straight and proper, tidying her already neat hair.
Her fingers slid through the strands. Though they were exceptionally smooth, Ji Lin still felt a sense of sluggishness, of stickiness...
Ji Lin looked at Kiana, her cherry lips parting slightly. "I was just pondering a question."
"Huh? What question?"
"Regarding a first experience, which is more important, the memory or the physical body?"
"Uhm..."
Kiana froze for a second, then her eyes widened. "Don't tell me that bastard... did that to you?" Ruined you?
Anger flared up inside Kiana. She rolled up her sleeves, revealing two arms that didn't look particularly strong.
"No wonder I couldn't find that scoundrel Dog Ye Feng! I'm gonna go teach that bastard a lesson!"
Ji Lin shook her head slightly.
"Master..."
Ji Lin started to speak, then hesitated.
How was she supposed to explain this?
That Master was just rubbing against her? That it wasn't as... intense as what he did with Kiana.
And besides, she had tacitly consented.
"...It's not what you think."
"It's not what I think?"
Oh, so it was some other kind of bullying.
In this regard, the brilliant Kiana was already capable of deductive reasoning.
Kiana sat down beside Ji Lin.
"Oh, that's good then~"
"?"
"I mean, it's good that the scoundrel didn't force you."
Kiana waved her hands, explaining frantically, "As for the body, or the memory, or whatever, none of that is important at all!"