38: Chapter 38 The White Shirt in the Morning Light

10:00 AM, Si Hour.

The rain had cleared in Jiangzhou City, welcoming a long-awaited sunny day.

Golden sunlight pierced through the gap in the curtains that hadn't been pulled shut, acting like a sharp sword that slashed through the dim bedroom, casting a bright patch of light on the floor.

"..."

"..."

A strand of silver-blue twin-tails scattered across Lin Ye's neck, bringing waves of tingling sensations.

The little girl was sleeping soundly, a faint, crystalline arc hanging from the corner of her mouth, as if she were tasting some peerless delicacy in her dream.

Eyes turned to the right.

Leng Yue's sleeping posture was much more elegant, lying on her side on the outer edge of the bed.

That succubus lace magic robe, which possessed defensive array patterns, was already in disarray from the rolling about last night.

Several thin, black silk ribbons hung powerlessly on her dazzlingly snow-white shoulders.

The proud, magnificent contours were faintly visible under the thin quilt, rising and falling with her long, steady breathing in a thrilling wave.

The air was permeated with the rich, cold fragrance of Manjusaka, mixed with a decadent aura.

Lin Ye took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the evil fire that had surged up in his lower abdomen again.

Cultivation requires clearing the heart and reducing desires.

If his Pure Yang Dao Body were to be tormented like this every day, he would sooner or later be sucked dry into a mummy.

He carefully withdrew his left arm.

Frost Star let out a dissatisfied hum, like a cat that had lost its pillow. She groped around on the bed with her eyes closed, grabbed the pillow Lin Ye had just been using, buried her little face into it, and continued to sleep soundly.

Lin Ye got out of bed lightly, threw on a pair of loose sweatpants, and walked shirtless to the bathroom on the first floor to wash up.

Cold tap water splashed on his face, completely dispelling the remaining sleepiness.

He looked at himself in the mirror; his complexion was ruddy, and his eyes were bright.

The yin energy feedback from the two women had not only replenished the deficit caused by casting spells but had even made his physique faintly stronger, with more defined muscle lines.

"Gurgle..."

His stomach issued a thunderous protest.

Lin Ye dried his face and turned to walk into the kitchen, preparing to make something to fill his temple.

Opening that old single-door refrigerator, only a few eggs, two ham sausages, and a row of toast remained inside.

The twenty million in final payment that Patriarch Song Zhenguo had transferred had already arrived last night.

Lin Ye calculated that after breakfast, he must replace this broken refrigerator with a double-door, large-capacity model, otherwise, it wouldn't be enough for this little girl Frost Star to mess with.

He put the frying pan on the stove and lit it.

With a soft "pop," a blue flame shot up.

Lin Ye poured a little oil and was just about to crack the eggs when he heard the faint sound of bare feet behind him.

"Husband, you are awake."

Accompanied by that unique cold fragrance, a soft, tall, and delicate body pressed against Lin Ye's back.

Lin Ye's hand holding the spatula trembled, and he turned to look.

Leng Yue had come downstairs at some point.

She clearly couldn't find suitable loungewear, so she simply dug out one of Lin Ye's oversized white shirts and put it on.

This shirt fit Lin Ye just right, but on Leng Yue's 1.82-meter tall, delicate body, it just happened to cover her perky buttocks.

The buttons at the collar were left open randomly, revealing a large expanse of snow-white collarbone, as well as the edge of the black lace magic robe inside.

"Why not lie in bed a while longer?"

Lin Ye's Adam's apple bobbed, forcing himself to shift his gaze back to the frying pan.

"This concubine saw Husband get up and wanted to serve Husband in washing up. In ancient times, those who were wives should be like this."

Leng Yue's voice was filled with the laziness of just waking up, carrying a thick nasal tone.

She stood slightly on tiptoe, resting her chin on Lin Ye's shoulder, her silver hair cascading down and brushing against Lin Ye's smooth back.

"That kind of thing isn't popular after the founding of the country; it's the same whoever cooks."

Lin Ye skillfully cracked two eggs with one hand. With a "sizzle," the egg liquid solidified rapidly in the hot oil.

Leng Yue looked curiously at the jumping blue flames.

As a Red Hou, she controlled the Red Lotus Karmic Fire that burned everything, and she had an instinctive scrutiny of this kind of mortal stove fire.

"The temperature of this fire is extremely low, yet it can ripen raw food. The wisdom of mortals does have some merit."

She said this, stretching out her slender jade hand, wanting to touch the flames jumping at the edge of the frying pan.

"Don't touch it!"

Lin Ye was quick-eyed and fast-handed, grabbing her wrist.

Because of the excessive movement, Leng Yue's body leaned forward, and she bumped heavily into Lin Ye's chest.

The oversized white shirt was already loosely tied, and with this bump, the collar opened completely, revealing the scenery inside. Lin Ye only felt a flash of white before his eyes.

"Mortal fire can't hurt you, but it will burn your clothes!"

Lin Ye's voice was hoarse as he pulled her hand back half a step.

Leng Yue lowered her head to look at her open collar, and her beautiful cheeks instantly flushed red.

"This concubine... has been taught."

Just as the atmosphere in the kitchen was rising and becoming ambiguously tense, a soft, glutinous voice came from outside the door.

"I'm hungry!"

Frost Star rubbed her heterochromatic eyes and walked into the kitchen.

The little girl was wearing an oversized SpongeBob pajamas, the collar slanting to one side, revealing a section of her fair, round little shoulder.

She sniffed, scanned the pan of fried eggs and two ham sausages, and curled her lips in disgust:

"It's these tasteless dry grasses again. Frost Star wants to eat something bloody..."

"Eat less of those yin-heavy things early in the morning. Go find some snacks in the fridge to tide you over."

Lin Ye rolled his eyes and scooped the fried eggs onto a plate.

Frost Star said "Oh," walked to the refrigerator, opened the door, and rummaged through it for a long time.

A moment later, she pulled out a tube of condensed milk that had been there for who knows how long.

The little girl's eyes lit up, and she unscrewed the cap.

She didn't go for the toast, but instead squeezed the thick condensed milk onto her slender index finger.

Lin Ye turned around with the plate and happened to see this scene.

Frost Star raised her little face, her heterochromatic pupils reflecting his figure, carrying a hint of a triumphant smile.

She lowered her head and licked the condensed milk off her fingertip, her movements as fast as a cat stealing fish.

Then she held her finger in her mouth, reluctant to take it out, blinked at Lin Ye, and mumbled vaguely: "So sweet..."

"Gulp."

Lin Ye clearly heard the sound of himself swallowing saliva.

This scene, this action, coupled with the little girl's innocent yet morbidly seductive expression.

It was simply a depth charge that precisely struck a man's visual nerves.

Is this eating condensed milk? This is clearly a crazy test of the book's bottom line!

"Eat your food properly! Don't get it all over your hands!"

Lin Ye's face grew hot, and he quickly walked over, pulled out a kitchen paper towel, and stuffed it roughly into Frost Star's hand.

"Husband is blushing."

Frost Star keenly captured Lin Ye's embarrassment, the corners of her mouth curling into a black-bellied smile. She stood on tiptoe, leaned close to his ear, and lowered her voice.

"If Husband likes watching, Frost Star can... perform it again tonight."

"Shut up! Go sit at the dining table!"

Lin Ye fled in panic, carrying the plate out of the kitchen.

Leng Yue watched the two of them bickering from the side, the corners of her lips unable to help but rise slightly.

This dilapidated Funeral Shop had, for the first time in a thousand years, such a rich atmosphere of human life, allowing her heart, which had been frozen for a long time, to completely melt in this ordinary morning light.

The three of them sat around the dining table.

Lin Ye dealt with the fried eggs and ham in front of him, while the two female zombies each held a cup of warm milk mixed with a few drops of Lin Ye's fingertip blood, savoring it carefully.

Just then, a shimmer flashed on his retina, and the system's slightly teasing prompt sounded right on time.

"Ding! "My Lord, Please Behave Yourself" System has detected a shortage of supplies within the household. The two heroines are severely lacking in personal clothing. Please make a decision within three minutes to solve the ladies' dressing dilemma!"

[Option A: Online Shopping Demon — Place an order on Pinduoduo for two sets of cheap burial clothes and brush it off. Reward: 'Frugal Housekeeper' title. Consequence: Leng Yue will burn your phone with Red Lotus Karmic Fire, and Frost Star will turn you into a specimen wearing burial clothes.]

[Option B: Mall Shopping Spree — Take the two women to the largest luxury mall in Jiangzhou City to shop crazily, showing off the financial power of a multi-millionaire. Reward: 'Rich and Powerful' aura. Consequence: The two women's peerless beauty and cold temperament will easily attract onlookers, and even attract the attention of The Ninth Bureau's secret agents, adding countless troubles.]

[Option C: Manual Measurement — Take out a tape measure, measure the three sizes for the two ladies personally, and then have a high-end custom clothing store under the Song family come for door-to-door service. Reward: Husband points +200, unlock [Master Tailor] primary proficiency, and enjoy the ultimate dual feast of touch and vision.]

Lin Ye put down the fork in his hand and cursed inwardly.

This system is still indecent.

"I choose C."

Since he held twenty million in cash, he naturally couldn't wrong his own people.

Besides, this measuring work, how could he not supervise it personally?

Lin Ye wiped his mouth and rummaged through the counter drawer for a soft tape measure usually used to measure paper-crafted skeletons.

"Leng Yue, Frost Star, come over after you've eaten."

Lin Ye waved.

"The clothes you are wearing are either broken or don't fit. I plan to find a tailor to custom-make some outfits for you, let's measure your sizes first."