Chapter 12 Today was a real loss.

Huo Yuhao's deep, magnetic voice, tinged with a smile, rang close to Wang Dong's ear.

His warm breath as he spoke brushed against her delicate, small earlobes, which were now flushed red from the blood rushing to them.

A strange, tingling sensation, unlike anything he had ever experienced before, shot through his entire body like an electric current from the tips of his ears, making Wang Dong stiffen. His entire ear and even half of his cheek felt like they were on fire, with the temperature rising rapidly.

Her earlobes were so red they looked as if they were about to bleed, making them appear exceptionally delicate and alluring.

"You...you...let me go right now!"

Wang Dong was both ashamed and anxious, and her voice trembled slightly.

She tried to struggle, but Huo Yuhao's arm was as strong as steel and did not budge at all. Instead, because of her twisting, their bodies were pressed even closer together.

Huo Yuhao felt the softness and warmth of the body in his arms, as well as the refreshing fragrance of gardenias that wafted over him, and his heart fluttered slightly.

"You surrender first. If this were really on a battlefield, your neck would already be snapped in two by now."

He deliberately imitated the sound of bones breaking, which startled Wang Dong.

Circumstances forced him to back down. Feeling the sensation on his neck and the unsettling heat in his ear, Wang Dong finally gave in. With immense humiliation and resentment, he forced out a few words through gritted teeth: "You...you...you let go right now! I...I surrender!"

"That's right."

Huo Yuhao smiled with satisfaction, then released his arm, took a step back, and created some distance.

Suddenly freed from his restraints, Wang Dong staggered before regaining his balance.

She immediately covered her still burning ears and neck, quickly turned around, and glared at Huo Yuhao with a mixture of shame and anger. Her beautiful eyes were brimming with tears, it was hard to tell whether she was angry or ashamed.

She angrily put away the Goddess of Light Butterfly Martial Soul, and the pair of gorgeous butterfly wings turned into specks of blue-gold light and dissipated into the air.

She glared fiercely at Huo Yuhao. Not only had she seen him today, but she'd also been slapped on the butt, and finally, she'd been subdued and forced to admit defeat in such a humiliating manner...

"Today was truly...a huge loss..."

Wang Dong was on the verge of tears, feeling as if he had suffered all the losses of his life today.

If Huo Yuhao knew what he was thinking, he would only say...

Little rascal, your losses are yet to come.

Huo Yuhao looked at the other person's pitiful yet fierce expression and felt great. He clapped his hands and announced, "Alright, I won. As we agreed before, whoever wins gets to decide. So, I'll set the rules for the dorm."

Wang Dong: "..."

My heart was screaming, but a loss is a loss, and there was nothing more to say!
Seeing Wang Dong's sullen and aggrieved expression, yet still stubbornly refusing to back down, Huo Yuhao felt a great sense of mischievousness.

He knew when to stop, and the playfulness and amusement on his face gradually faded, replaced by a gentle expression.

He took a step forward and extended a clean, slender hand toward Wang Dong, his tone becoming much gentler.

"Alright, we've had our fun and the fight's over. Can we call this a case of 'no fight, no friendship'?"

Wang Dong clearly hadn't expected that this guy, who had just been acting like a thug, would suddenly become so... reasonable?

She paused for a moment, a hint of surprise flashing in her pinkish-blue eyes, and her burning anger subsided somewhat.

Huo Yuhao continued with a smile, "As long as your rules are reasonable, I will naturally abide by them. After all, we will be living under the same roof in the future, and mutual respect is essential."

He changed the subject.

"However, I don't really like your bossy, commanding tone. We're roommates, we're equals, right?" Wang Dong pursed her pink lips, tilting her head slightly to one side, seemingly still conflicted and sulking, but her eyes were no longer as hostile as before.

She secretly glanced at Huo Yuhao out of the corner of her eye and saw that his outstretched hand was still hanging in mid-air, and his expression was quite sincere.

After a moment of internal struggle, remembering that she had indeed been rude when setting the rules and had also lost the fight... she finally reluctantly and slowly extended her slender, fair hand and gently took Huo Yuhao's hand.

"...Wang Dong."

She spoke her name again in an almost inaudible voice.

Huo Yuhao felt the soft touch for a moment, and looking at her goose-like expression, he chuckled inwardly, knowing that this proud little one had been temporarily tamed for the first time.

He withdrew his hand, a smile returning to his face: "That's right. Please guide me in the future, Wang Dong."

Wang Dong snorted and didn't say anything more, but his tense body visibly relaxed a lot.

He turned and walked towards the dormitory building, but his steps seemed to indicate that he was fleeing in panic.

Huo Yuhao watched her retreating figure, smiled, and followed her.

The two returned to their dormitory one after the other, and the atmosphere remained somewhat awkward and subtle.

Wang Dong walked straight to his bed and began to make it silently.

Her bedding was clearly carefully prepared; it was soft, thick, and smooth, even with delicate embroidery, making it look very comfortable and luxurious even on the hard bed.

In contrast, Huo Yuhao looked at his bare, hard wooden bed and shrugged helplessly.

He spread the ordinary-quality school uniform he received on the bed board, which barely increased the softness of the bed.

"There's nothing I can do, I'm poor."

Huo Yuhao muttered something under his breath, his tone not so much of an inferiority complex as it was a calm acceptance.

He was indeed penniless. He was only able to enroll in the school thanks to a spot from the Tang Sect, so where would he get the money to buy all these things?

Wang Dong paused slightly as he made the bed, seemingly having heard his mutterings, but he didn't turn around or say anything. He simply continued tidying up his bed and quickly made it neat and tidy.

After tidying up, Wang Dong took off his shoes without saying a word, crawled into the quilt, covered his head, and turned his back to Huo Yuhao, as if to say, "I want to sleep, don't disturb me."

Huo Yuhao glanced at the bulging blanket and, with his keen senses, could clearly hear the somewhat disordered breathing coming from under the blanket, not from someone asleep.

Clearly, the new roommate was still embarrassed and upset about what had just happened, and couldn't sleep at all; he was just pretending to be asleep to avoid the awkwardness.

Huo Yuhao smiled but didn't point it out.

He walked to his hard bed, sat cross-legged, and began to cultivate.

After Huo Yuhao entered a meditative state, Wang Dong, who was covered by the blanket, quietly and slowly pulled the blanket down a little, revealing a pair of beautiful pink-blue eyes, and secretly looked at Huo Yuhao.

When she saw that Huo Yuhao was not asleep, but was sitting cross-legged on the simple hard bed to cultivate, a complex emotion that was hard to detect flashed in her eyes.

She gave a soft hum, seemingly somewhat dissatisfied, or perhaps something else, before pulling the blanket up again and covering her head.

This time, however, her breathing seemed to gradually become steady and long, no longer as deliberately suppressed as before.

The dormitory fell silent, with only the soft breathing of the two people.

Moonlight streamed in through the window, illuminating Huo Yuhao's profile as he calmly cultivated, and also the slightly raised quilt on the luxurious bed opposite him.

(End of this chapter)

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