I have a lot of dating skills.

"What are you doing?" The girl blushed even more and said coquettishly, but a smile appeared on her lips.

"Nothing much, I just suddenly think you're so beautiful."

Xin Yu spoke mechanically, thinking that since he was bad at flirting, he could only express his feelings through actions. He mechanically leaned closer to Zhao Weijing, trying to kiss her.

Zhao Weijing's heart skipped a beat, but she didn't try to back away. Instead, she nervously closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling, her heart filled with a sweet joy. Xin Yu had finally figured it out.

Slowly, their four red lips pressed together, they trembled, followed by a sweet intoxication, and they began to take from each other.

For the first time, Xin Yu and Zhao Weijing kissed so earnestly and passionately that they didn't even notice the door opening.

The two women were startled and separated when the footsteps approached. Zhao Weijing blushed and said in a flustered voice, "Yingxi, what are you doing here?"

The person who suddenly entered was Huo Yingxi, but Xin Yu seemed to have been mentally prepared for her arrival, so he was not flustered at all.

"I'm sorry, Yingxi, did I disturb you? Weijing, you said earlier that the master seemed to have something to do, so I came here specifically to check on things."

Huo Yingxi apologized, but her tone was flat and she didn't mean anything by it. Xin Yu was secretly sweating and thought to himself, "Where did your acting skills go when you were facing Consort Zhao?"

"Uh, no, we weren't bothering you. We didn't do anything."

Zhao Weijing said awkwardly, and then gave Huo Yingxi a look that signaled, "You should leave."

Huo Yingxi seemed oblivious, walked over and sat down to Xin Yu's right, asking, "Master, may I watch a program?"

“Okay.” Xin Yu handed her the remote control.

Huo Yingxi actually picked up the remote and changed the channel, leaving Zhao Weijing stunned.

Huo Yingxi knew perfectly well that she and Xin Yu were doing *that*, yet she still watched TV with a straight face. What was she thinking?

Zhao Weijing felt she couldn't understand Huo Yingxi's thoughts.

However, Huo Yingxi supported her and Xin Yu, so she didn't suspect that the other party was deliberately causing trouble. Perhaps the TV program was too interesting?

Having finally made progress with Xin Yu, Zhao Weijing was full of expectations. But now that a third wheel has arrived, she can't help but feel a little discouraged and sits there dejectedly.

Suddenly, a hand quietly reached out and touched Zhao Weijing's waist. Zhao Weijing's body stiffened, and she didn't move. Realizing that it was Xin Yu's hand, she slowly relaxed, lowered her head, and bit her lip, not daring to make a sound.

A short while later, Zhao Weijing noticed that Xin Yu's movements stiffened and became erratic. She was a little puzzled and subconsciously turned her head to take a look. She was shocked by what she saw: Huo Yingxi was actually secretly touching Xin Yu!

Just like Xin Yu treated her!

Zhao Weijing was confused. Huo Yingxi was trying to match her up with Xin Yu, but she was also secretly taking advantage of Xin Yu. Was she a pervert? How could she be happy doing that?

Because she herself is a special XP patient, Zhao Weijing somewhat understands Huo Yingxi's existence. Her feelings are complicated; while she is angry, a strange sense of sympathy is also growing within her.

However, she couldn't bear to watch Xin Yu being bullied. Just as she was about to stop Huo Yingxi's actions, Xin Yu's hand touched her skin.

The next moment, Zhao Weijing sat back on the sofa, feeling weak. She could feel Xin Yu's excitement. Her eyes widened slightly, somewhat incredulous. Xin Yu was actually enjoying this moment!

At this point, even if Zhao Weijing wanted to stop it, she was powerless to do so.

About ten minutes later, Zhao Weijing heard Huo Yingxi tell Xin Yu that she was going out to buy something.

After Huo Yingxi left, she struggled to open her eyes and looked at Xin Yu with a complicated expression.

Does he like that?

Xin Yu walked back and sat down. Seeing her staring at him, he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Weijing hesitated, then shook her head. She didn't ask anything, but simply moved closer to Xin Yu, opened her arms and hugged him tightly. After a moment of silence, she kissed him without saying a word, somewhat roughly, as if venting her frustration.

"Go to the room."

She whispered sweetly in his ear.

Xin Yu snapped out of his daze, met her earnest eyes, hesitated for only a moment, then picked her up and carried her to the room.

The two fell onto the bed, the soft mattress effectively absorbing the impact. Zhao Weijing sensed that Xin Yu had no intention of continuing to attack her, so she rolled over onto him.

She was unwilling to give up and was eager to accomplish something good.

Left with no other choice, Xin Yu tried to distract her by kissing her face, chin, neck, collarbone, and chest again...

Zhao Weijing stopped forcing him, hugged his head, and lay on the bed with a slightly shy expression, like a dish, while Xin Yu was the gourmet.

She nervously gripped the bedsheet, too embarrassed to look at Xin Yu, and instead turned her flushed face toward the door. Suddenly, her eyes widened slightly as she noticed the door was ajar, and a pair of eyes were secretly watching her and Xin Yu.

It was Huo Yingxi. She was shocked and then suddenly realized who it was. Huo Yingxi was sitting at the door, staring intently at everything in the room.

Zhao Weijing was stunned. She could even faintly hear Huo Yingxi's rapid heartbeat, as if it were a silent longing. She wanted to stop Xin Yu, but once again felt powerless.

Xin Yu, herself, and Huo Yingxi—gradually, Zhao Weijing felt as if the rhythm of the three of them was connected into a single line.

Zhao Weijing opened her eyes groggily, a hint of confusion flashing across her gaze. She found herself being held in Xin Yu's arms, and the two of them were lying on the bed, their clothes still a little disheveled.

She blushed and secretly went to look at Xin Yu, only to find him taking a nap.

Zhao Wei breathed a sigh of relief, then stared at him sleeping. She couldn't help but lean over and kiss him, feeling overjoyed. At that moment, she truly realized that she and Xin Yu had established a relationship.

Although the two of them hadn't crossed that final line, the feeling of their bodies merging together captivated her, though she also felt ashamed, and instinctively closed her legs.

Suddenly she remembered something, frowned, sat up, put on her pants, quietly got out of bed, and went outside.

There was no one outside the door, but when Zhao Weijing looked down at the ground, she seemed to see Huo Yingxi sitting on the ground, staring at the room with longing eyes.

Her expression was very strange; she didn't seem angry at all, but rather felt a complex emotion that she couldn't quite explain.

Huo Yingxi was already on her way back in her car. Reflecting on her performance, she felt she hadn't made any mistakes. So, what would Zhao Weijing do?

She was very curious.

Chapter 77 Yingxi's Shocking Moves

Xin Yu woke up from his afternoon nap and found that Zhao Weijing was not in bed. He paused for a moment, then heard some noise outside, put on his pants and got out of bed.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Zhao Weijing mopping the floor in front of the room. Xin Yu's eyelids twitched, but he pretended to be calm and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhao Weijing realized he had left and panicked a little. She tried to cover it up by saying, "The floor is a bit dirty, I'll mop it."

Xin Yu's expression turned a bit strange upon hearing this. What exactly had Huo Yingxi been doing outside the door?

Because his attention was focused on Zhao Weijing at the time, he didn't pay much attention. Later, he fell into that irresistible feeling again and forgot that Huo Yingxi was at the door.

"Don't be busy yet. Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat."

Just then, his stomach started growling. Xin Yu remembered that Zhao Weijing probably hadn't eaten lunch either, and he was a little worried that she would get hungry, so he decided to cook some noodles for her.

"I ordered takeout, go eat it while I finish mopping this place."

Zhao Weijing said with a strange expression.

Xin Yu nodded and walked to the dining table, feeling relaxed yet somewhat incredulous.

Zhao Weijing saw Huo Yingqian touching him secretly before, and later found Huo Yingqian peeking at the door. Surprisingly, she wasn't angry. Was it because her hatred was drawn to Huo Yingqian?

Thinking about this question, Xin Yu sat down and ate his still-warm takeout.

After finishing her work, Zhao Weijing came over and sat opposite him, her face flushed, and asked, "Xin Yu, are we officially a couple now?"

She seemed a little nervous, after all, neither of them had confessed their feelings to each other. No, actually she had confessed, but Xin Yu hadn't accepted her at the time.

"I guess so." He nodded, acknowledging the fact, though it still felt a little unreal.

Zhao Wei breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. She then said, "Yingxi is our matchmaker. She has always been supportive of our relationship. I'd like to invite her over for dinner tonight."

Xin Yu was stunned and asked, "Here?"

“Here.” Zhao Weijing nodded very seriously.

Xin Yu felt a sense of absurdity. Zhao Weijing knew that Huo Yingxi was lusting after him, yet she still wanted to invite him to dinner. What was Zhao Weijing thinking? Was she trying to assert her dominance in person?

"What? Is there a problem?" Zhao Weijing asked, puzzled.

"No," Xin Yu said, thinking to himself that this might be exactly what Huo Yingxi wanted.

"Okay, I'll go tell Yingxi, we'll start cooking soon."

Seeing that he agreed, Zhao Weijing smiled and took out her phone to contact Huo Yingxi.

Xin Yu rubbed his temples, feeling tired. First it was Consort Zhao and Huo Yingxi, then Consort Zhao and Zhao Weijing, and finally Zhao Weijing and Huo Yingxi. Today's experiences were quite eventful, but they were exhausting.

Urged by Zhao Weijing, Xin Yu began preparing dinner. Soon after, Huo Yingxi arrived, and Zhao Weijing went to greet her.

Watching the two walk back hand in hand in a friendly manner, Xin Yu felt extremely strange. He could somewhat understand Huo Yingxi's behavior; everything the little maid had done was for him. However, it was puzzling that Zhao Weijing could remain calm, even friendly, despite knowing that his relationship with Huo Yingxi wasn't quite right.

Is this also a kind of scheming by girls? Showing off their love in front of their rivals until the rivals are exasperated.

With the help of the two girls, a fairly substantial dinner was completed and neatly arranged on the table, looking quite presentable.

“Yingxi,” Zhao Weijing looked at Huo Yingxi with blinking eyes, “I hope you don’t take the misunderstanding I had with you before to heart. I’m with Xinyu now, but you’re still our good friend. Please sit down; this meal was prepared especially for you.”

"You're welcome." Huo Yingxi sat down calmly, then suddenly seemed to remember something, picked up something from under her feet, opened it, and found a bottle of red wine inside.

“Today is a joyous occasion, Master. Wei Jing, let’s have a drink,” Huo Yingxi said.

Xin Yu became a little nervous, staring at the bottle of wine. Was it legitimate?

“But I rarely drink alcohol,” Zhao Weijing said, somewhat embarrassed.

"It's alright, you can drink a little. The wine is quite delicious." Huo Yingxi took out glasses and poured a glass for everyone.

"I like wine, and I've secretly had some at home before." Zhao Weijing was eager to try it, picking up a wine glass. Mainly, she was in a good mood today, and she felt that having a little wine would create a more pleasant atmosphere.

"cheers."

Amidst the clinking of glasses, the three took a small sip. Xin Yu felt nothing after the first sip, but the two girls' faces flushed, their eyes became glazed, and they appeared to be drunk.

Xin Yu was stunned and asked, "None of you drink alcohol?"

Xin Yu had assumed Huo Yingxi could hold their liquor when she suggested it, and Zhao Weijing agreed, but they got drunk after just one sip. Their alcohol tolerance was incredibly low!

"Master, it's a good thing you don't drink alcohol."

Huo Yingxi said meaningfully, as she stood up unsteadily and sat down next to Xin Yu, resting her head on his shoulder, and murmured, "Master, Yingxi is dizzy."

"Uh, if you're dizzy, don't drink it." Xin Yu snatched the cup from her hand, feeling rather awkward, with Zhao Weijing sitting next to them.

"Hehe, Master has several. Yingxi wants to kiss you, Master."

Huo Yingxi turned her head and stared at him with a silly smile for a while. Suddenly, her face flushed, she moved closer and her slightly parted lips were about to kiss him.

Xin Yu quickly reached out to block, but the girl pressed her whole body against him. Although he covered her mouth, he couldn't avoid physical contact. Ying Qian, who was drunk, was burning hot.

"Yingxi, you're drunk, Weijing, quickly pull her away."