soft breeze rustled the leaves overhead as beams of sunlight filtered through the thick canopy above. The sounds of distant spirit birds echoed across the jungle, mingling with the quiet bubbling of a small stream nearby. The ancient trees stood like silent sentinels, their bark covered in moss, their roots twisting through the earth like coiled serpents.
Li Yao knelt beside Meng Hao, her face framed by strands of her flowing black hair, concern flickering in her eyes as she asked, "Are you okay?"
But Meng Hao didn't stand.
Instead, he let out another pained cry.
"Ahhhh!"
Gritting his teeth, he forced out the words, his tone laced with helplessness.
"Help me, senior sister… They… they attacked me first—before you arrived…"
He turned his face upward to look at her, his gaze trembling with forced vulnerability. A few leaves fluttered down from above, brushing lightly against their shoulders.
Li Yao nodded, her voice calm and warm. "Grab it, junior brother… I will help you."
She extended her delicate hand toward him, her robes swaying softly with the movement, catching the breeze.
Meng Hao stared at the hand for a moment. His fingers trembled—not from real pain, but calculation. Slowly, he reached out and took her hand.
Their fingers touched.
A faint warmth traveled from her palm to his as he stood up with gritted teeth, displaying visible struggle, his expression twisted in mock pain. Every movement was slow and deliberate, as if every joint in his body cried out in protest.
Seeing this, Li Yao, moved by compassion, offered her other hand for added support. Meng Hao accepted it, his hand resting in hers as she helped stabilize his balance.
Together, they took a step forward—but suddenly, Meng Hao's foot slipped slightly on the moss-covered ground.
"Ahhh!" he cried again, stumbling.
Li Yao instinctively reached to grab him—and at the same time, Meng Hao, in a panic, reached to catch onto her. But instead of grabbing her hand…
His hand landed directly on her b*obs.
There was a brief silence.
A soft thump as a bird nearby flapped away from a branch, startled.
Li Yao's eyes widened. Her face flushed bright red, her body froze—but she didn't say anything. Her expression trembled, but she simply supported him and gently helped him over to a tree nearby.
Meng Hao leaned his back against the thick bark, exhaling as if exhausted, while Li Yao stood beside him, looking away—her face now burning crimson, her breathing subtly uneven.
A smile slowly curled on Meng Hao's lips as he rested his head against the tree bark.
"That's it… it really feels too soft. In a female-dominated world, a boy touching a girl's chest is probably the equivalent of a girl grabbing a guy's d*ck in my old world…"
Ding!
[Ding! Mission completed successfully.]
[Reward distributed.]
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Just then, Li Yao turned her head slightly and glanced at Meng Hao. Her eyes widened again, this time in surprise and confusion.
"Why… why does junior brother suddenly look so handsome? What's happening to me…?!"
She quickly turned away again, her heart beginning to race.
"No… Control yourself, Li Yao."
Face burning, she stepped back a few paces and quickly said, "I'll be back in a moment, junior brother. Don't move."
Then she turned and hurried off, her robes trailing behind her like flowing fire as she disappeared into the thick foliage.
Silence returned to the jungle. The wind whispered through the leaves once again.
Inside Li Yao's mind, a calm, mature voice suddenly echoed.
"Girl, it's okay for your age to feel attraction. There's no need to overthink it."
Li Yao, now standing alone beneath a tree, clenched her fists lightly and replied inwardly, "Yes, Master… You are right. If I can reach your level… I could have countless boys at my feet. When that day comes, I'll make junior brother my harem member… my first husband… after I complete my revenge."
A light blush remained on her cheeks as her imagination began to spiral.
The same calm voice sighed deeply in her mind.
"Sigh… Okay, okay, you brat. But first—cultivate properly. You've just started your path. Don't forget your goals just because of a boy."