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"No, not really..." Zhao Ling shook his head like a rattle and straightened his back.
"Whose long legs can compare to my wives'? Whose beauty can match theirs? Since you all have spoiled my taste, how could I be so hungry that I would just eat anything?"
"Hehe, Aunt Long'er just said that you want to see long legs, but she didn't say you wanted to eat them. Husband, is this a confession?"
Jiang Nannan stared at Zhao Ling, her beautiful eyes sparkling with mischief.
"No, absolutely not! Nan Nan, don't talk nonsense. What I mean is that I admire your long legs, and that's enough. I really don't have any other meaning—especially your legs, which I think are unique."
Zhao Ling forced an awkward smile and pulled Jiang Nannan into his arms, where she comfortably settled on his lap.
"Why? Are Nan Nan's legs amazing, but Xiao Wu's aren't?"
My husband, you'd better explain yourself clearly, or I'll definitely give you a hard time."
Xiao Wu stepped forward, fists clenched, looking as if she were seriously angry, making it clear that the consequences would be dire.
"They all look good! How could they not? You, with the Soft Bone Rabbit Martial Soul, have been practicing soft skills for a long time. Each of those legs is more beautiful than the other. Rou'er, you and Nannan both make your husband praise you endlessly."
Zhao Ling started praising the three women without thinking. After all, he didn't feel embarrassed about flattering his wives. "They say women dress to please themselves, and I know this well. So I often praise you to make you happy and radiant."
"Tsk, husband... do you mean to say that my legs aren't long enough or pretty enough?"
Tang Yuehua curled her lips in dissatisfaction.
"That's right. Xiaoqi's legs are obviously beautiful too, right? Why don't you praise her?"
Tang Wutong nodded in agreement, and Meng Hongchen and Zhang Lexuan shot Zhao Ling death stares.
Zhao Ling felt a headache coming on. This was truly difficult; he had too many beautiful wives. It was hard to choose favorites among them, as each would outshine the school beauties from other institutions.
"Okay, okay, sisters, go do what you need to do. Xuan'er, Hong'er, Yue'er, you three stay in this office with your husband. I'll arrange for you to take over your classes today."
Liu Erlong noticed Zhao Ling's embarrassment and smiled playfully.
The three most dissatisfied women stayed in the dean's office, while the others turned around to handle other matters. The three women stared at Zhao Ling with piercing eyes, making him feel a bit uncomfortable.
Jiang Nannan covered her mouth, giggling, then kissed him on the cheek before instantly disappearing from his arms.
"Hubby, Nan Nan won't accompany you anymore; you should deal with them first."
With that, her graceful figure vanished at the door, waving mischievously.
Zhao Ling felt slightly unhappy. Nan Nan actually ran away! Who did she think she was looking down on? Even if Nan Nan stayed, he wouldn't have been afraid of dealing with these three girls.
So, Zhao Ling waved his hand to separate the dean's room from the outside world, then playfully pounced on the three women with a grin.
"Hehe, you three stayed here on your own accord, so it's no wonder your husband... meh, hahaha."
Although the sofa and desk in the dean's office weren't as comfortable as the bed at home, it had to be said that they were still quite interesting.
It was two days later when Zhao Ling finally emerged from the dean's office. Before leaving, to prevent outsiders from entering, he set up restrictions on the door and windows.
Although Lan Ba Academy was filled with female students, Zhao Ling preferred that no other teachers or students witness things that they shouldn't.
After leaving the dean's office, Zhao Ling headed to the martial arts training ground, intending to see how the students were practicing.
While strolling leisurely through the arena, a girl around thirteen or fourteen years old, with short dark purple hair and emerald green eyes, excitedly pulled a girl with long blue hair flowing like a waterfall and a pair of extraordinarily beautiful blue eyes toward him.
"Brother Ling, Yan'er finally sees you again! Didn't everyone in the school say you were coming to school a few days ago? Why couldn't I find you after searching all over?"
Zhao Ling looked at the girl with short dark purple hair and emerald green eyes, a gentle smile on his face.
"Are you Poison Douluo's granddaughter? It's been a long time since we last met. Are you getting used to studying at Lan Ba Academy?"
When Dugu Yan heard Zhao Ling's address, she puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction and complained, "Brother Ling, how many times have I told you to just call me Yan'er? Why don't you listen?"
"Uh..." Zhao Ling smiled awkwardly. Ever since he helped Dugu Bo and her cure the Green Scaled Snake venom, this girl came to Lan Ba Academy after graduating from the Junior Soul Master Academy, always hoping to be addressed more intimately.
At that moment, Dugu Yan's friend, who was also the same age, looked Zhao Ling up and down curiously, then whispered to her.
"Yanyan, is he the Brother Ling who saved you and your grandfather, and made you fall for him? Well, he's really handsome, but... what about Tianheng? He's been interested in you since he was very young..."
Dugu Yan rolled her eyes in dissatisfaction at her friend's whisper and lowered her voice. "Don't mention Yu Tianheng in front of me. Just because he likes me, I have to like him? Is he even one-tenth as good-looking as Brother Ling? Obviously not. I like Brother Ling, and he's the one I want to marry in the future."
"Lingling, don't tell me you don't have any feelings for Brother Ling. He's so handsome... Is there any man who can compare with him? I guess there isn't."
Ye Lingling curled her lips and retorted at Dugu Yan.
"Don't come at me; I'm not as crazy about him as you are, even though Brother Ling is super handsome. But he's too philandering, and he has so many female confidantes. I don't want to throw myself into that like a moth to a flame."
"Really? Are you sure you're okay?" Dugu Yan looked at her best friend as if she were a freak. Was there actually a woman who didn't like Brother Ling?
"You've got a problem. He may be handsome, but he may not be my happiness."
Ye Lingling glanced at Zhao Ling again and whispered to Dugu Yan.
The two girls tried to keep their voices down, but with Zhao Ling's current strength, he could easily hear everything they said.
Zhao Ling had never thought that the girl with long blue hair and beautiful blue eyes was Ye Lingling, the owner of the Nine-Hearted Begonia martial soul. She had truly made a mistake...
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