138: Chapter 138 Last night... my sister wore it again~

The next afternoon.

In a spacious and bright martial arts classroom at Tianshui Martial Arts University.

Lin Yun, Su Yingxue, and the others arrived on time.

Not long after, Qiao Shiyu, Bai Lulu, and Qiao Feifei arrived one after another.

However, the state of the three of them today was completely different from usual.

Qiao Shiyu was still dressed in her cute outfit, but she kept her head down, her steps somewhat hesitant.

When she entered the classroom, she didn't dare to meet Lin Yun's gaze at all.

Even when she saw Su Yingxue and the others, her cheeks would quickly flush red, and her eyes darted around like a frightened little deer.

Although Bai Lulu tried her best to maintain her usual lazy and cold appearance, her slightly reddened earlobes and the way she would occasionally glance at Lin Yun—only to quickly retract her gaze as if scalded—completely betrayed the turmoil in her heart.

She had even rarely foregone careful styling, simply tying her hair in a ponytail and wearing a plain training uniform.

Qiao Feifei had turned into a complete ostrich, following closely behind Qiao Shiyu.

She wished she could curl herself into a ball to minimize her presence.

Upon seeing Lin Yun and Su Yingxue and the others, her face turned red enough to drip blood.

The subtle, competitive atmosphere that had previously existed between the three of them had vanished without a trace.

All that remained was a shared, intense, almost tangible sense of shyness and awkwardness.

Su Yingxue, Shen Youqing, and Chen Yuwei exchanged a knowing look, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help but curl up slightly.

It worked.

It seemed that the "bombshell news" their Husband dropped yesterday had an outstanding effect.

Su Yingxue was the first to act.

With a gentle and kind smile on her face, she walked straight up to Qiao Shiyu and took the little loli's arm in a completely natural manner.

"Little Sister Shiyu~ Have you been waiting long?" Her voice was sweet and soft.

Then, she leaned over slightly, moved close to Qiao Shiyu's already crimson ear, and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"Last night... Big Sister wore it again, oh~"

"The one with the little bow~ Husband said... it was especially cute~"

"!!!"

Qiao Shiyu's body trembled violently!

Her already crimson cheeks instantly deepened in color by another shade!

She only felt a rush of blood to her head, and her ears were buzzing.

Su Yingxue's warm, smiling breath, along with the straightforward and ambiguous content of her words... made her so shy she felt like she might evaporate on the spot!

She let out a "woo" sound and subconsciously wanted to escape.

But she was firmly held by Su Yingxue, with nowhere to run.

In the end, she simply buried her burning little face directly into Su Yingxue's embrace.

She let out a weak, tearful wail:

"Yingxue Big Sister... don't... don't say anymore... it's so embarrassing..."

Su Yingxue smiled and hugged her, patting her back as if soothing a small animal, her eyes full of the cunning of someone who had succeeded and deep affection.

On the other side, Shen Youqing also gently took hold of the somewhat stiff Bai Lulu.

She didn't say anything particularly explicit, just looked at Bai Lulu with her clear, gentle eyes.

She spoke in a soft voice about topics like how the weather was nice today or how the lighting in the classroom was good.

But it was precisely this gentle gaze where "everything is understood without words" that made Bai Lulu even less able to handle it.

Her cheeks were slightly red, her eyes darted around, and she couldn't even maintain her usual lazy demeanor, appearing somewhat at a loss.

Chen Yuwei lively grabbed hold of Qiao Feifei, who was trying to hide in a corner.

She smiled and complimented how spirited Qiao Feifei looked in her training uniform today.

Then, she naturally began chatting about interesting things from their shopping trip the day before yesterday, trying to alleviate her tension.

Although Qiao Feifei was still blushing, under Chen Yuwei's cheerful influence, she was finally not so stiff, though she still didn't dare to look in Lin Yun's direction.

Lin Yun took all of this in, feeling both amused and a hint of warmth in his heart.

Yingxue and the others were really... too skilled.

However, looking at the three girls who were so embarrassed they were about to spontaneously combust, he knew that today's "instructional guidance" probably wouldn't go very smoothly.

Sure enough.

When he officially began to guide their Combat Technique, problems arose.

When Qiao Shiyu stepped forward to practice, she stood in front of Lin Yun, her little face tensed up tightly, her eyes not daring to meet his at all, and she didn't know where to put her hands and feet.

As soon as Lin Yun started to explain, she was like a frightened little rabbit, her body trembling slightly, and then she became even stiffer.

Her usual agility and unyielding spirit of study seemed to have been Seal-ed away by shyness.

A set of "Rending Wind Claw" that had originally reached Minor Achievement was performed by her in a stumbling manner, full of flaws.

"Shiyu, relax." Lin Yun felt somewhat helpless, softening his voice even further.

"Here, your waist and hips need to be stable, it's not just about using arm strength..."

He habitually wanted to reach out and lightly touch her waist to guide her force, but before his fingers even touched her clothes, Qiao Shiyu recoiled a small step as if electrocuted, her cheeks exploding with red, stuttering:

"I, I know! Big Brother Lin Yun!"

Then, even more flustered, she almost tripped over herself.

Lin Yun: "..."

When it was Bai Lulu's turn, the situation wasn't much better.

She tried hard to act normal, but whenever Lin Yun approached to explain key points requiring adjustments to her body posture or the circulation of her Qi, her lazy and cold demeanor would instantly collapse.

Her body became stiff, her eyes darted away, and her breathing would unconsciously quicken slightly.

She heard the points Lin Yun made, but what she performed was always a bit off, as if her mind wasn't on the Combat Technique at all.

"Lulu, focus." Lin Yun reminded her.

"The essence of 'Flowing Cloud Steps' lies in being smooth and natural; your footwork is too sluggish right now."

"Oh, oh! Okay!"

Bai Lulu nodded hurriedly, trying to adjust, but with little effect.

Qiao Feifei stood to the side waiting.

Watching the two of them looking so shy, her own cheeks couldn't help but flush, and she muttered to herself:

Why are Auntie and Lulu so shy...

When it's my turn later, will I be just as embarrassing...

Lin Yun looked at the three of them being so shy and unable to open up, and couldn't help but shake his head helplessly, though his eyes were full of doting affection.

He slowed down the pace of his guidance, his tone becoming increasingly gentle as he patiently guided the three.

From time to time, he would whisper a few words of encouragement, trying his best to alleviate their shyness.

Su Yingxue and the others sat in the resting area to the side, watching the scene in the middle of the field, and couldn't help but smile at each other, their eyes full of understanding.

Shen Youqing whispered teasingly:

"Yingxue, you really have a way. After last night and today's teasing, these three little girls have completely let down their guard, and they've also become completely shy."

Su Yingxue smiled and nodded, a hint of smugness flashing in her eyes:

"That's only natural. If you want to win over these three little girls, you have to take it slow."

"First, wear down their shyness and defenses, and let them become completely dependent on Husband; when the time comes, it will naturally fall into place."

In the martial arts classroom, sunlight streamed in through the windows, warm and cozy.

Lin Yun was gently guiding the three shy little girls.

Although the three of them still couldn't open up and their cheeks were flushed red, they listened with exceptional seriousness.

Occasionally, they would muster the courage to adjust their Combat Technique movements according to Lin Yun's guidance.

That youthful shyness, paired with their serious expressions, was cute and moving.

The martial arts classroom, which was usually filled with a sharp, fierce atmosphere, was shrouded in a thick, bashful atmosphere today.

There were no arguments, no bickering, only gentle guidance and shy whispers.

And that budding sentiment in the depths of their hearts was quietly spreading, gentle and moving.