Dragon Clan: I'm too lazy to talk to you, you're not worthy to listen!

Chapter 131 The Three Women in the Living Room

in the living room.

After changing into slippers, Aki Shude could clearly feel the heat emanating from the underfloor heating through the thin slippers.

She was wearing a white cotton-padded jacket on the sofa, and now she was wearing a white turtleneck shirt with a light red bow tie at the collar.

"Shudeya, come here and pull Chen Motong away."

Ye Jingchen turned to look at Jiu Deya, his right hand gripping Chen Motong's wrist, his left hand pushing Chen Motong's shoulder.

Shudeya raised her hand, covered her mouth, and laughed. "Commissioner Ye, you guys have fun. I'm not coming to join in the fun."

Seeing that Chen Motong was still laughing and joking, completely unaware of the seriousness of the problem, Ye Jingchen grabbed both of Chen Motong's wrists with his left hand and lifted him up like he was grabbing a rabbit's ears.

"Ye Jingchen, you're hurting me!" Chen Motong gritted her teeth, a few strands of dark red hair stuck to the corner of her mouth, making her look very intimidating.

Ye Jingchen was very particular. He pinched Chen Motong's chin with his right hand, lifted Chen Motong's face, and patted it lightly twice. "Now you know pain? Serves you right for being so disrespectful."

"You're finished!" Chen Motong bent his knee and shoved it hard into Ye Jingchen's stomach!

"Pfft!" Chen Motong felt as if his knee had hit a steel plate. His entire leg instantly lost sensation, becoming numb, and his face froze.

Ye Jingchen didn't feel much of a difference; he was completely immune to Chen Motong's attack.

He noticed that Chen Motong's facial expression was off, and that his leg was dangling limply, as if it were broken.

Ye Jingchen released Chen Motong's hand. "Are you alright? I remember you twisted this ankle in the underwater ruins before, didn't you?"

Chen Motong rested her hands on the sofa behind her and nodded slightly. "Why don't you give me another massage? My ankle has been feeling a bit uncomfortable these past few days."

"It's normal for a broken bone to take a hundred days to heal. And you're wearing boots with such high heels, it would be really strange if your ankle didn't hurt." Ye Jingchen glanced at Chen Motong's tall, high-heeled black leather boots.

"What do you know? This is called fashion." Chen Motong turned her head away, refusing to look at Ye Jingchen.

Ye Jingchen placed Chen Motong's slender calves on his thighs, reached out and grasped her ankles, and skillfully began to massage them.

His other hand had just touched Chen Motong's knee, preparing to massage the kneecap.

Chen Motong's expression immediately tightened, and she raised an eyebrow. She placed both hands on Ye Jingchen's hands, which were touching her knees!

In her mind, she recalled the scene where Ye Jingchen helped her take off her tight-fitting diving suit in the underwater ruins.

Chen Motong glanced at the short white-haired Aki Shuto and whispered to Ye Jingchen, "Wait a minute, Aki Shuto is still here!"

"Hmm~" Chen Motong hummed softly. Ye Jingchen suddenly tightened his grip on her ankle, and a slight cracking sound came from her ankle joint.

The same method was used last time at the underwater ruins in Japan.

"It should be alright now." Ye Jingchen bent Chen Motong's legs and pushed them towards her, then leaned close to her face and whispered, just like her, "You're overthinking things."

Sitting on the opposite sofa, Shudeya saw Ye Jingchen and Chen Motong behaving so intimately that her ears instantly turned red.

As a Japanese woman, she had heard a little about the thriving film and television industry in her homeland, and Akira Sake thought to herself:

"Siguoyi, this scene looks just like a scene from a Japanese adult film..."

The male lead first massaged the female lead, and then he pushed her down...

Saketoki felt like she was on a film set.

"Boss, I'm back! Huh, what are you two doing?!" Xia Mi pointed at Ye Jingchen and Chen Motong, noticing how close they were.

Ye Jingchen withdrew his hand, turned to look at Xia Mi, and said with a smile, "It's nothing. Your senior Chen Motong's old injury from the underwater ruins in Japan has flared up again. She asked me to give her a massage."

“Right, Chen Motong?” Ye Jingchen said, patting Chen Motong’s right calf.

Chen Motong pulled her right calf back slightly, glanced at Ye Jingchen with some dissatisfaction, and then forced a smile at Xia Mi, saying, "Yes, that's how it is."

Xia Mi was actually a little curious about the White King underwater ruins in Japan. In her mind, she was vaguely comparing the White King underwater ruins with Nibelungen, which she had built near the subway.

Xia Mi sat back down in the spot next to Ye Jingchen and looked at Chen Motong, "Senior, did you see any dragon-shaped corpse guardians in that ruin?"

"A dragon-form corpse guardian? I haven't found that, but I did see Orochi..." Chen Motong was about to speak when he suddenly realized the sensitivity of the question. The Kassel College had directly classified the matter of the underwater ruins in Japan as a top secret file.

Chen Motong looked at Ye Jingchen with some hesitation.

Xia Mi had some knowledge of Japanese mythology, as much of the history of the dragon race was hidden within these myths.

Xia Mi continued Chen Motong's words, glancing at Chen Motong's face and then at Shude Aki's, "It's Yamata no Orochi, isn't it? Can't we discuss it?"

"Don't make things difficult for them. The matter concerning the underwater ruins is a secret of Kassel College." Ye Jingchen patted Xia Mi's forearm. "I'll briefly tell you about it later."

"Oh." Xia Mi nodded, somewhat unsatisfied, inwardly complaining, "Damn it, I didn't get any crucial information out of him!"

Ye Jingchen looked out the window at the red Rolls-Royce parked by the roadside. "Chen Motong, did you ship this car from America?"

Chen Motong took out his car keys, waved them in his hand, and joked, "What, you want to drive my car?"

"No," Ye Jingchen shook his head, "I was just asking. I was thinking about whether I should buy a car for transportation."

"Damn it!" Chen Motong nudged Ye Jingchen's shoulder. "Why are you even using a mode of transportation? Flying on a sword is way cooler than driving!"

Xia Mi looked completely bewildered. "Huh? Flying on a sword? What the hell?"

Chen Motong expressed surprise, "Huh? You didn't know? Ye Jingchen can fly on a sword."

“Never seen that before,” Xia Mi shook her head, then turned to look at Ye Jingchen. “Boss, you know this move too?”

Xia Mi guessed in her heart: "It should be the Word Spirit Sword Control. It controls metal to fly up, and then you can step on the metal to achieve the effect of flying on a sword. It's not too difficult."

"I will reduce my use of Word of Power now. I will not use Word of Power unless absolutely necessary," Ye Jingchen stated calmly.

When Jiu Deya, who had been on the front lines for a long time, heard Ye Jingchen say this, he immediately realized that something was wrong.

Jiu Deya looked at Ye Jingchen, "Commissioner Ye, could it be that you..."