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**Chapter 209: The Defense Line Collapsed**

Ah Yin and Liu Erlong exchanged nervous glances, both taking a few cautious steps back.

Their eyes flickered to Zhao Ling, who was currently being smothered by Xiao Wu's enthusiastic kisses.

The two women felt an urgent desire to escape.

We went overboard kissing him just now, and now Xiao Wu won't stop. This isn't going to be easy to explain later.

They were painfully aware that Xiao Wu was still off-limits to Zhao Ling, and Arou hadn't fully let her guard down yet.

That left only the two of them to suffer the consequences.

As Xiao Wu finally pulled away, her bright phoenix eyes locked onto Zhao Ling's.

Her thoughts were in complete disarray.

Why does Brother Ling seem even more handsome today?

Her heart fluttered wildly.

Why can't she stop wanting to kiss him?

Just as she leaned in for another round, Zhao Ling had to use his mental power to snap Xiao Wu out of her trance, breaking the lingering effect of Female Killer Lv.2.

Xiao Wu jolted as if struck by lightning.

Her eyes darted around in confusion, realizing she was still in Zhao Ling's embrace. The memory of her frenzied kissing spree flashed through her mind.

Blushing furiously, Xiao Wu wriggled free from his arms.

'What just happened to me?'

Her heart raced as she tried to rationalize.

'Sure, I've kissed him before, but not like that. Am I losing my mind?'

She snuck a glance at Zhao Ling's face.

'No, it's not me—it's him! It's his fault for being so ridiculously handsome.'

Xiao Wu sighed internally, consoling herself.

'Even Aunt Yin'er and Erlong's mom couldn't resist him. I can't be blamed for this…"

Her gaze shifted to her daughter.

Tang Wutong stared longingly at Zhao Ling, clearly ready to leap into his arms the moment Xiao Wu vacated the spot.

Before she could make a move, Xiao Wu grabbed her collar and flicked her forehead.

"Ouch!" Tang Wutong whimpered, rubbing her sore head.

She pouted, glaring at her mother.

'Why can you throw yourself at him, but I can't?'

Xiao Wu crossed her arms, her blush deepening.

"You can wait until you grow up," she said firmly.

Tang Wutong's cheeks puffed out in protest.

"It's not fair! I'm not a kid—I'm practically twelve!"

Xiao Wu's voice softened, but her tone remained strict.

"Xiao Qi, you're still young. You shouldn't be thinking about romance."

Tang Wutong slumped in frustration.

Her irritation only grew as she watched her grandmother, Arou—who had always been composed and restrained—suddenly wrap her arms around Zhao Ling and kiss him deeply.

Zhao Ling was caught off guard.

Arou had never initiated anything like this before.

Her arms looped around his neck as she tiptoed to press her lips against his.

Zhao Ling could feel her hesitation fading as the kiss lingered.

Arou had tried to suppress her feelings for months, but today, something snapped.

She had held back for long enough.

As a single mother, she'd suppressed her desires and instincts, but it was becoming unbearable.

Her time spent with Zhao Ling had only magnified those feelings.

By the time she finally pulled away, she had kissed him for nearly a full minute.

Zhao Ling's arms instinctively circled her waist, reluctant to let go.

She's incredible…

Before things could escalate further, Arou quickly disentangled herself, her face flushed bright red.

Ah Yin and Liu Erlong, having witnessed the entire scene, exchanged sly smiles.

Arou's defenses had finally crumbled.

Seizing the opportunity, they pulled her aside to a quiet corner.

"Sister Rou, have you finally come to your senses?" Ah Yin teased, her eyes sparkling mischievously.

"We've been trying to convince you for ages," Liu Erlong chimed in. "Don't tell me you're still pretending to be uninterested after that kiss?"

"Seriously, if you weren't interested, why did you kiss him for a whole minute?" Ah Yin added, smirking.

Arou's face grew hotter with each word.

In the end, she could only nod in defeat.

Ah Yin and Liu Erlong exchanged triumphant glances.

"Good," Ah Yin said sweetly. "Tonight, we'll help arrange something for you and our dear husband."

Meanwhile, Zhao Ling glanced down at his empty arms and sighed.

'I guess I'll have to wait a little longer for Arou…'

With no better options, he set his sights on Ah Yin and Liu Erlong later that night.

'Surely they won't kick me out this time… Right?'

However, during dinner, Zhao Ling received an unexpected invitation from Ah Yin.

She wanted him to come to her room in an hour.

Zhao Ling's heart soared.

'Ah Yin never invites me—she usually avoids me like the plague.'

After dinner, he distracted himself by playing cards with Xiao Wu and Tang Wutong.

But his mind was elsewhere.

The moment the hour passed, he excused himself hastily, much to the confusion of the two girls.

When he reached Ah Yin's room, the lights were off.

Zhao Ling didn't think much of it.

'I can still see clearly with my Purple Demon Eyes.'

Pushing the door open quietly, he spotted a figure lying on the bed.

Even with a quilt covering her, her silhouette was unmistakable.

He smiled and slipped in beside her.

However, when she turned to face him, Zhao Ling's heart skipped a beat.

"Arou?! What are you doing here?"

Arou shyly tucked her hair behind her ear, her voice soft.

"Husband… take care of me from now on."

Zhao Ling froze for half a second.

Then instinct kicked in.

With a grin, he pulled her into his arms, thinking to himself:

Ah Yin… you sly fox.

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