One, two, three: strikeout.

"An Luo, you are not allowed to listen! That's the Princess, your master! And she's going to be my future wife, get lost!"

Seeing An Luo creeping closer, Ming Tian was instantly consumed by jealousy. He shoved his finger directly into An Luo's nostril and pushed his head away.

To his surprise, this big oaf, usually so obedient, decided to rebel this time.

An Luo batted Ming Tian's hand away, stubbornly refusing to move his ear from the bamboo wall. "Don't worry about it, Brother Ming Tian. I listen to the landlady and Xiao Fei, not the Princess."

"Oh, come on! Does your ear have an automatic filter or something? No way! Get the hell out of here!"

"Don't be so stingy, Brother Ming Tian."

"No!"

"I want to listen!"

"Absolutely not!!"

Ming Tian never expected An Luo to dare mutiny.

Driven by the desire to eavesdrop and the need to protect his future wife, Ming Tian immediately started wrestling with An Luo.

Within half a minute, the two of them were tangled into a messy ball. Somewhere along the way, something went horribly wrong; Ming Tian felt as though he had somehow knotted together with An Luo, and by the time he realized it, they were completely inseparable.

"Hold on, my arm just bumped into something—so big, and burning hot!!"

"Brother Ming Tian, that... that's my thing..."

"Ah?! Wait, my artillery barrels seem to have been grabbed by something too."

"Brother Ming Tian, that's my hand, I got stuck there."

"Aahhhhh! Damn it, this is so disgusting! Don't move, I'm going to throw up! Don't squeeze so hard, kid, it hurts, you're going to crush them!"

"I can't help it, Brother Ming Tian, your foot is jammed against my neck!"

"Then let go of my knee first!"

In a flash, Ming Tian's face turned pale with anxiety.

The two of them were twisted together like a pair of dead-locked snakes, completely unable to untangle themselves.

What on earth is this situation? Why would a simple fight get us stuck like this? And why is my arm pressed so tightly right against An Luo's thing—how disgusting! Seriously, An Luo, you son of a bitch, are you really that huge? It looks like at least twenty centimeters!

And hey, stop squeezing so hard! What am I supposed to do if you crush my family jewels?

With his lineage under threat, how could Ming Tian not panic? In his desperation, the superhuman strength he once displayed at the fire scene erupted again.

With an all-out, desperate heave—crack! The two of them were suddenly forced apart.

However, the separation force might have been a bit excessive; An Luo slid directly into the hot spring bath, while Ming Tian's body careened straight toward the bamboo wall.

The floor was far too slick to stop just because you wanted to.

Then came a muffled thump, causing the entire bamboo wall to shudder violently.

This sudden impact startled the three beauties in the next room, eliciting a chorus of gasps.

"Ming Tian? Is that you? Are you alright? What happened?" Xiao Xinshu inquired with concern.

"Guest next door, could you please show some decency?" Wei Jingjing's voice carried a distinct note of annoyance.

"Do you think they were eavesdropping?" Xiao Fei asked, sounding somewhat worried.

"It's fine, it's fine! Just took an accidental tumble!"

Ming Tian hurriedly whipped up a quick excuse, managing to soothe the nerves of the beauties on the other side.

However, just as he prepared to push himself up, he discovered a catastrophic problem.

Because the bamboo wall was woven with gaps—clocking in at seven or eight layers thick precisely to prevent male peeping—some of those gaps apparently turned out to be a bit too wide...

Thanks to the collision just moments ago, Ming Tian's steel artillery barrel, which had gone rock-hard from eavesdropping excitement, had jammed itself squarely into a rather large gap in the bamboo wall.

"What... what is this situation?"

Ming Tian looked down, completely dumbfounded, and tried to pull it out...

Oh, sweet agony!

Because the bamboo wall was aged, it had plenty of splinters and cracks. When Ming Tian tried to withdraw, he inadvertently scraped right against the sharp edge of the bamboo, sending a bolt of excruciating pain shooting through him.

What... what kind of nightmare is this? My... my dick is stuck? And it won't pull out? Are you shitting me? What kind of newfangled play is this? Did I just fuck a wall?

Hoo... hoo... take a breath, stay calm. Right, the gap is pretty big; once it goes soft, I'll be free. Yeah, it'll be fine, stay calm. Form is emptiness, emptiness is form...

"Ah, Sister Wei, stop teasing."

"Hee hee, Xiao Fei has grown up too, you know..."

"Mmm~ ah~ no... stop it..."

Just as Ming Tian was silently reciting Buddhist scriptures to center his mind, the sounds of women splashing in the water drifted over from the next room once again.

Thwack!

Aah, it hurts so much!!

Now the artillery barrel was jammed even tighter!

Own Goal!

"Brother Ming Tian, are you alright?" An Luo, having crawled out of the pool, noticed Ming Tian's bizarre posture and rushed over to help.

He grabbed Ming Tian around the waist and prepared to heave.

If you're going to help, fine, but that posture... is way too fucking weird! It looks just like doggystyle, and we're both men!!

Wait, hold on. What is this feeling? My butt seems to be pressing against something. Hard, thick... Oh man! An Luo, that's your super electromagnetic cannon!

"Let go, An Luo, let go! If you pull hard, I'm going to snap in half!" Ming Tian yelled, color draining entirely from his face. If An Luo gave a real yank, wouldn't he literally become a eunuch?

"Brother Ming Tian, just bear with it." An Luo thrust his hips forward to get better leverage, but that thrust was entirely too powerful.

Double Chance, Yellow Card!!

That was too close!! I almost got impaled!! If my sphincter wasn't made of steel, you would have shoved right inside me! Do you have any idea what you're doing, bro?!

An Luo was too panicked to listen to Ming Tian; he just gave a mighty tug...

"Aaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!! It hurts! Let go, let go, let go!!!"

The artillery barrel was practically about to misfire! One more yank like that and I'll never see my future son again!

Ming Tian's blood-curdling scream finally terrified An Luo enough to make him release his grip, not daring to pull again.

Yet, as fate would have it, the strange noises made by Ming Tian and An Luo reached Xiao Ji's ears. Driven by concern, Xiao Ji actually pushed the door open and stepped inside.

Upon entering and taking in Ming Tian and An Luo's compromising posture, he panicked instantly: "Honored guests, what's wrong with you? Are you alright... Ah!!"

To make matters worse, the moment he stepped in, his foot landed directly on a bar of soap, and his massive frame lost its center of gravity, sending him sliding forward.

Those bronze muscles surged across the floor like an oncoming bulldozer!

Witnessing this scene out of the corner of his eye, Ming Tian was utterly stunned.

Oh~ Shit~!

With a resounding crash, Xiao Ji slammed directly into An Luo's back, causing An Luo to lurch violently forward once more...

Three~Back! Strikeout!

"Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

A hysterical shriek echoed across the entire bathhouse.

In the adjacent room, the three beauties paused, blinking in surprise.

"They really have a great bond, don't they?" The landlady soaked in the spring, a tray of wine drifting lazily across the water, looking utterly serene.

Xinshu wiped herself down and giggled, "Of course. My future husband and An Luo are the best of brothers, after all."

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