61: Chapter 61 Obtaining the Golden Kidney!

Chen Xuemiao was quite carefree, even spinning around in a circle.

Her rabbit pajamas fluttered with her movements, soft and very cute.

"Brother Yang, does it look good? This is the new pajama you bought me last time; I'm wearing it for the first time today."

Her voice was sweet, carrying a hint of pride.

Wang Yang's heart softened.

"It looks good."

His voice became much gentler.

Chen Xuemiao smiled and pulled Wen Yulan to the bedside.

The two sat on either side of him.

Wen Yulan leaned on his shoulder and whispered.

"Little Yang, what about this one? This loungewear you bought me last time; I'm also wearing it for the first time. Do you like it?"

Wang Yang reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist, afraid she would get tired from leaning for too long.

Through the soft loungewear, he could feel the warmth of her body.

"I like it, I like both."

Chen Xuemiao leaned in and whispered in his ear.

Her warm breath brushed against his ear, carrying the scent of body wash.

"Brother Yang, then what are you waiting for? Let's have a Pillow fight!"

Wang Yang was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

He turned his head to look at Chen Xuemiao.

She was looking at him with a smile, her eyes sparkling and a mischievous curve to her lips, a pillow already clutched in her hand.

He looked at Wen Yulan again.

She lowered her head, her face flushed deep red, but a smile played on her lips, and she, too, was holding a small throw pillow.

Wang Yang took a deep breath.

Then he made his move.

He gently nudged Wen Yulan aside, afraid she might get hit, then reached out and grabbed a pillow.

Wen Yulan let out a cry of surprise; before she could even react, she was hit by Chen Xuemiao's pillow.

Wang Yang had already turned and thrown his pillow at Chen Xuemiao.

Chen Xuemiao dodged with a laugh, rolled over, and scrambled to the other side of the bed.

The two women started acting up, using their pillows to hit him.

Wang Yang dodged with a laugh, occasionally counterattacking.

The room was instantly filled with laughter as they tumbled about in a mess.

...

Two and a half hours later.

The sunlight had shifted from the floor-to-ceiling window to the other side, casting a diagonal glow across the bed and bathing the entire room in a golden hue.

The bed was a complete mess.

The quilt had fallen to the floor, and pillows were scattered everywhere—some on the bed, some on the floor.

One was even hanging off the corner of the bed, caught there when Chen Xuemiao had thrown it earlier.

The bedsheets were crumpled into a heap, bearing all the traces of their play.

Wang Yang lay in the middle, with Wen Yulan on his left and Chen Xuemiao on his right.

The two women were sprawled out beside him, without the strength to even move; having played a Pillow fight for two and a half hours, they were completely exhausted.

Wen Yulan's loungewear was wrinkled, her hair was disheveled, and there was sweat on her forehead.

She lay on the bed with her face buried in the pillow, the exposed half of her cheek flushed deep red from their play.

Her hair was disarrayed, covering half her face, and beads of sweat clung to her eyelashes from laughing so hard.

Chen Xuemiao was in an even worse state; the hood of her rabbit pajamas was crooked, her hair was a mess, and her forehead was covered in sweat.

She was covered in sweat too, having run all over the place; she was exhausted to the point of feeling like she was falling apart.

Both of them lay motionless on the bed.

Wen Yulan let out a weak hum.

"Little Yang, you're too ruthless... even throwing pillows with so much force."

Her voice was hoarse with exhaustion.

Chen Xuemiao also muttered, her face buried in the pillow, her voice muffled.

"Brother Yang, I was wrong. I shouldn't have provoked you into a Pillow fight..."

Wang Yang leaned against the headboard, watching them in this state with a smug smile on his lips.

"How about it? Do you give up?"

Wen Yulan nodded slightly, having no strength left to even speak.

Chen Xuemiao extended her fair, delicate arm and gave a thumbs-up, then let it drop weakly.

"I give up, completely. Brother Yang, you're too strong; the two of us couldn't beat you..."

Wang Yang smiled.

"Still a long way to go."

He said that, but he knew his waist was aching faintly.

It had been too crazy; throwing pillows for two and a half hours, running back and forth, and having the two women take turns hitting him—he had almost been unable to hold out.

This body strengthening was still not enough.

Wang Yang complained silently to himself.

"System, your body strengthening is no good. I almost got exhausted just playing a Pillow fight with them."

A few seconds later, the system's mechanical voice rang in his mind.

[Ding! Detecting...]

[Detected that the host has simultaneously taken care of two partners for the first time, playing and relaxing with them. Hidden achievement unlocked: Heartwarming Patriarch.]

[Reward being issued...]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Golden Physique! Permanent passive skill: Never-Ending Vitality, physical stamina permanently increased by 300%!]

Wang Yang was stunned.

Golden Physique?

Never-ending vitality?

Stamina increased by 300%?

His eyes lit up instantly.

"System, are you saying that no matter what I do in the future, I won't get tired? My stamina will always be this good?"

[Ding! Yes. Golden Physique guarantees that the host will maintain optimal stamina in any situation, never knowing fatigue. No matter how much you do or how long you play with them, you will maintain your peak state.]

Wang Yang smiled.

He couldn't stop grinning.

With this thing, what was there to fear?

Forget playing a Pillow fight with them; he could handle even more!

Just then, he felt a hand drawing circles on his chest.

He looked down to see Wen Yulan's hand resting on his chest, her fingertips gently tracing patterns.

She had her eyes closed; it was an unconscious, coquettish movement as she rubbed against him.

On the other side, a small foot was rubbing against his leg.

It was Chen Xuemiao's foot, soft, rubbing against his calf repeatedly.

Her toes curled from time to time, acting coquettishly.

Wang Yang's lips curled up.

He looked at the two women and said softly.

"Aren't you tired?"

Wen Yulan didn't open her eyes, but she whispered, her fingers continuing their movement.

"I'm tired, I just don't want to move... It's comfortable lying in your arms."

Chen Xuemiao also muttered, her foot not stopping either.

"I can't move, let me lie here for a while. But I feel like Brother Yang must be more tired than us, since you were fighting the two of us by yourself."

Wang Yang smiled.

He reached out and wrapped an arm around each of them.

"Then lie here for a while longer; after we've rested enough, we'll go get something to eat."

Wen Yulan nestled into his arms, rubbing against him to find a comfortable position.

Her hand, however, continued to draw circles on his chest, acting coquettishly.

Chen Xuemiao also leaned closer, her foot continuing to rub against his leg; she was very clingy.

The two lay there quietly, but their hands and feet didn't stop, continuing to act coquettishly towards him.

A few seconds later.

Wen Yulan's hand slowly slid down from his chest, across his abs, and landed on his waist, where she gave it a gentle squeeze.

Chen Xuemiao's foot rubbed even more vigorously, moving from his calf to his thigh and back again, playing with him.

Wang Yang looked down at them.

"Aren't you tired? Why are you still acting up?"

Wen Yulan blushed and wanted to pull her hand back.

Wang Yang grabbed her hand and held it in his own.

Chen Xuemiao's foot tried to pull back, but his other hand caught her ankle and gave it a gentle tickle.