Having the genes of a demon king, I never intended to be a kept man.

Leng Yue Ning pouted, stretched out her foot, and angrily stomped on Ye Ge's foot under the table.

"Uh......"

Night Song hummed twice.

Leng Yuening calmly drank her tea with an indifferent expression.

"Ye Ge? What's wrong?" Xiao Yuxi looked at Ye Ge with concern.

This pure and innocent saint could never have imagined that her most revered master was stepping on her master's master's foot!

"Uh...it's nothing." Ye Ge smiled awkwardly, but her expression wasn't very good.

The main point is that Leng Yuening's actions were not simply about stepping on his foot.

Shoes must be removed in the private rooms of this restaurant.

Under the dining table, Leng Yuening's feet, clad in stockings, were pressed tightly against Ye Ge's instep. The shape of her toes outlined by the stockings was like a pair of pliers, pinching the flesh on Ye Ge's instep hard, and even pulling it up and down rhythmically.

"..."

Ye Ge looked up and gave Leng Yue Ning a resentful look.

[Night Song: Ning'er... what are you doing?]

[Leng Yue Ning: How dare you say that?]

[Night Song: ......]

[Leng Yue Ning: I heard Master has been very busy lately? Always swamped with official duties? Imperial, clan, and the Myriad Races Summit? So that's how busy Master is? Shopping with girls?!? (Angry)]

[Night Song: ......]

[Leng Yuening: Tell me! Who is this woman?!?]

[Night Song: She is...]

[Leng Yue Ning: Forget it! I don't want to hear it!]

[Night Song: ......]

Not content with stepping on one foot, Leng Yuening followed up with her other foot, stepping on Ye Ge's other foot as well.

Ye Ge looked up at her and found that Leng Yuening was looking at him with a calm expression but a provocative look in her eyes.

How can a master be on top of his disciple?

[Night Song: If you keep causing trouble, your master won't be so polite.]

【Leng Yue Ning: Hmph! ＜(｀^′)＞】

[Leng Yue Ning: (Beckoning with a provocative finger.jpg)]

"..."

Ye Ge thought to himself that he really should teach his newly acquired disciple a lesson.

So Ye Ge raised his big toe and nudged Leng Yuening's sole hard.

Leng Yue Ning: "Hmm!"

Xiao Yuxi: "?"

As Leng Yue Ning relaxed her guard, Ye Ge launched a swift counterattack, flipping over and stomping her underfoot!

Leng Yuening's cheeks flushed red, and she wanted to attack with her other foot, raising her right foot to kick Ye Ge's thigh.

Little did Ye Ge know that she had anticipated this move, and with a swift movement of her left hand, she grabbed her right foot!

The little princess's feet were of a small size, quite petite, and Ye Ge could easily grasp them with one hand. No matter how much she struggled, it was to no avail.

Leng Yuening panicked immediately, and when she looked up at Ye Ge, Ye Ge gave her a playful look.

"Uh!!!"

Leng Yuening suddenly let out a muffled groan, lowered her head, leaned forward slightly, her cheeks flushed, and her shoulders trembled slightly.

"Master? Are you alright?" Xiao Yuxi asked strangely.

Why do Ye Ge and Shizun seem so strange tonight?

"No...it's nothing..." Leng Yuening tried her best to maintain the demeanor of the Moon Condensation Palace Master and her usual aloof and ethereal fairy image, enduring the itching sensation in the soles of her feet, and said calmly, "I just accidentally choked on my tea..."

"Palace Mistress Leng, be careful." Ye Ge smiled kindly. "How can you, a Saint Realm expert, still choke on water?" As he spoke, he gently tickled the soles of her feet.

"Ugh..." Leng Yue Ning's delicate body trembled slightly: "I...I'll be careful..."

"Hmm?..." Ye Mengyu looked at Ye Ge on the right and Leng Yue Ning on the left, her eyes filled with interest.

Ye Ge was using both his hands and feet to discipline his rebellious disciple.

Suddenly, I felt something warm covering my left foot.

Ye Ge was stunned for a moment, then looked down and found a foot wearing a white cotton sock stepping on his left foot.

However, this little foot obviously didn't retaliate by pinching his instep like Leng Yuening did; it simply covered his foot gently and playfully interacted with his toes.

Night Song was puzzled.

One in my hand, one under my right foot... So where did this last one come from?

Ye Ge lowered her head, her gaze following the white leg clad in a small white sock all the way up...

Then he saw Ye Mengyu wink at him from beside him.

Night Song: "..."

"Oh, right, I haven't introduced myself yet." An Lingyue raised a wine glass to Mu Jiannan, smiling as she said, "My name is An Lingyue, I'm Ye Ge's third senior sister. May I ask this young lady's name...?"

"...My name is Xiao Nan." Mu Jiannan tried to soften his voice as much as possible, while also trying to avoid making eye contact with An Lingyue.

"Hmm, nice to meet you." An Lingyue squinted her eyes. "But why do you always avoid looking me in the eye, miss? Have we met before?"

The more An Lingyue looked at Mu Jiannan, the more familiar he seemed, and she even felt a strange sense of intimacy.

But why can't I remember it?

Mu Jiannan tensed up: "How...how is this possible..."

Ye Ge said, "Senior sister, Xiao Nan is rather introverted, so please stop teasing her."

Upon hearing this, An Lingyue immediately pouted, looking aggrieved.

[An Lingyue: Junior Brother Xiaoye, your favoritism is too obvious! (Looking wronged) I'm jealous, sob sob...]

[Night Song: Senior Sister, stop fooling around...]

[An Lingyue: Who's making a scene? You scumbag! You tricked my senior sister out of a kiss on the carriage, and now you're telling her to stop making trouble? Is this what a scumbag is all about?]

[Night Song: ...You clearly initiated the kiss!]

At this moment, Ao Xin's chopsticks accidentally fell to the ground.

The dragon princess bent down to pick it up, then froze, blinking her eyes in a daze.

After standing up, Ao Xin pondered for a moment and leaned close to An Lingyue's ear: "Senior sister, let me tell you, it seems that junior brother is secretly playing a game of stepping on feet with Palace Master Leng and the others!"

"?" An Lingyue asked in confusion, "A foot-stepping game?"