Animal-eared Girl Era: Start by Forming a Contract with an SSS-Class School Belle-Chapter 345: Huangfu Xiangling: Turns Out I Really Am Sick! (Please Follow)

Chapter 345: Chapter 345: Huangfu Xiangling: Turns Out I Really Am Sick! (Please Follow)

Staring at those eight-pack abs, lined up like ribs, and Xiao Ye’s powerful physique, she actually felt a thrill inside her.

"Uh!" After a couple of glances, the White-haired Maiden got a little shy, her gaze darting away, unable to look straight at him, sneaking peeks instead.

*I—I can’t believe I’m getting weird feelings about a guy. Just a couple of glances and I’m blushing? How the hell did this happen!?*

*Huangfu Xiangling was shocked. She couldn’t believe she was acting this way. Before, when she looked at a man’s body, never mind being shy—she usually thought it was disgusting. But now, not only did she not feel disgusted, there was even a subtle hint of excitement welling up inside her.*

*It felt like when she used to sneak peeks at Master. Her heart would just start racing and she’d get all excited.*

*Am I—really sick?*

*Did Xiao Ye’s massage therapy really cure me?*

*Huangfu Xiangling found it unimaginable.*

*She had always thought she only liked girls, that it was just a personal quirk, not something unhealthy or affecting her cultivation, nothing to do with any sort of illness.*

*But after that treatment, she realized—she really was sick!*

Huangfu Xiangling was suddenly surrounded by the innocent goddess and the coquettish goddess. Ziran reached out, pinching her cheeks and then her proud, perky figure, looking surprised, "You don’t seem any different, Xiangling. Do you feel anything has changed?"

Yun Bing said, "Ziran, orientation issues are a matter of the mind, not the body. What’s the point of all that poking and pinching? You gotta seduce her a little if you want to know!"

Ziran came to a realization, then complained, "But I don’t know how to seduce anyone. What am I supposed to do?"

Rip!

Yun Bing undid Ziran’s lace bra, letting those proud curves bounce free.

Ziran’s face turned pale, hands flying up to cover herself, her goddess face turning bright red, shouting, "Xiaobing, Xiao Ye’s still here! Are you trying to let him see it all?!"

Yun Bing grinned, a mischievous smile playing on her lips, and she said, "Turn your back to him. What’s he going to see? Right now, the most important thing is to watch how your disciple reacts."

Ziran glared at Yun Bing, then dropped her hands, her gaze locked on the White-haired Maiden as she studied her subtle expressions and asked, "Xiangling, does it look good?"

Huangfu Xiangling’s gaze was drifting; her mind was nowhere near the present moment. The image of Xiao Ye’s eight-pack flashed through her head, her face turning rosy.

"Huh?"

"Master, what did you say? Wait—Master, where’d your shirt go?"

The White-haired Maiden snapped back to reality, her beautiful eyes swept past the spectacular sight on Ziran, several question marks popping up above her head.

"!!!" Ziran was stunned. Her own disciple had spaced out and, after just a cursory glance at her body, focused on her missing shirt rather than getting excited.

*Before, her disciple would have grinned all pervy, stared at her with sparkly eyes, then pounced for a hug.*

"Ugh, Master, you’re exposing yourself! Hurry up, put your clothes back on," Huangfu Xiangling snatched the purple lace bra from Yun Bing’s hand and handed it to Ziran.

Ziran took the purple lace bra and gave a couple bounces right where she stood, making her curves roll and shake before asking tentatively, "Xiangling, does it look good? I can show you every day if you want."

The White-haired Maiden watched those curves bounce up and down and side to side, but felt absolutely nothing inside, her eyes clear as a lake. Her cute face showed nothing but surprise as she snapped,

"Master, are you some kind of perv? Who are you trying to seduce here? So weird. Back when I liked girls, you’d always dodge me—wouldn’t even let me hold your hand."

"Now that I’m over girls, Master turns into a freak, putting on a striptease for her disciple in broad daylight. Seriously!"

"Never thought Master was into public exhibitionism."

Her beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of disdain, like she was looking at a creep. She stared at Ziran’s goddess face, which was so pure it practically sparkled.

Ziran’s face went dark, *a string of expletives flashed through her mind.*

Yun Bing couldn’t help it, bursting out laughing, holding her belly and almost doubling over, tears coming to her eyes as she pointed at Ziran.

"Hahaha!"

"The noble, holy goddess, called an exhibitionist—and looked down on by her own disciple! Hahaha!"

Ziran’s lovely face turned black, and she hurried to put her lace bra back on. As soon as she did, she thwacked Huangfu Xiangling’s head with a flick of her finger.

The White-haired Maiden covered her head with both hands, big eyes full of grievance as she said, "Master, why’d you hit me?"

Ziran sighed, "Now that your issue’s been fixed, you dare to mock me, huh? You’ve got guts now!"

"And you, Xiaobing—it was your dumb idea that got me looked down on! Hmph, I’m mad now," Ziran said, hands on her hips, puffing up in indignation.

As the Venerable Alliance’s Hierarch, she had high status and unimaginable power, the very embodiment of the pure goddess persona—but here she was, shaking her assets like some kind of dancer. Was this even reasonable?

A striptease was for cheap hussies!

She’d gone way out of her way for her disciple’s sake: Ziran felt she’d done more than enough, cared more than enough, showed plenty of responsibility.

"Wait, hang on," Yun Bing piped up, seeing how genuinely mad she was. So she praised, "After observing just now, I gotta admit, your figure really does edge out mine a bit."

"You could even give my sister a run for her money."

Ziran’s expression shifted, the anger inside giving way to pride. She pushed out her chest, her pure, pretty face full of smugness, and she said, "Of course! My body is number one under the sun—nobody can top it. Not even your sister."

Yun Bing twitched at the corners of her mouth, *Praise her a couple times and she’s instantly showing off. Seriously, her narcissism was unreal—not to mention how much she obsessed over her figure.*

*Who would’ve guessed that the Alliance Hierarch, who led hundreds of peak Contractors in Dragon Country and was the pure goddess in every man’s dream, was actually a self-obsessed maniac with a weird body-comparison kink?*

Once she’d finished basking in her glory, Ziran grabbed Huangfu Xiangling’s hand and walked her over to where Xiao Ye was lounging on a chair in the sun.

Filled with gratitude, she said sincerely,

"Xiao Ye, thank you for everything this time."

"You didn’t just help my disciple move past her hang-ups about men, you got straight to the root of her orientation issue, and you fixed her up. Thank you so much!"

"Xiangling, come on, thank Xiao Ye and bow!"

Huangfu Xiangling’s eyes had already wandered over to Xiao Ye’s powerful physique, her face blooming red like a fresh flower. She bowed and said, "Xiao Ye, thanks—I seriously didn’t even know I was sick until you showed me."

"I really am sick!"

Her gaze wandered to Xiao Ye’s strikingly handsome face again. The longer she looked, the more she squeezed her thighs together, her blushing face turning red clear up to her ears.

"Yikes!" Ziran saw her disciple’s weird reaction and sucked in a cold breath.

*Xiangling, do you have a thing for Xiao Ye now?*

*That’s bad. Xiao Ye is my sister’s Contractor! How could my disciple fall for him? Is that right?*

*No way!*

Xiao Ye waved a hand, unconcerned, and said, "Don’t sweat it. You gave me your perks, so I had to hold up my end. But don’t celebrate just yet. I’ve only temporarily fixed her physical issue. The effect will only last a week. If your disciple cultivates or fights hard, this might wear off in a single day, and all that twisted orientation stuff will come back."

Then he called out, "Sister Yun Bing, pack up—we should head back to Devil City."

Yun Bing replied, "Got it."