They All Want to Be My Female Lead 112

Chapter 112: Free From Worldly Desires

After changing into his pajamas, Yan Zhen activated his Star Shifting Fire Seal and visited his Beautiful Sect Master, hoping she would massage his legs.

Come to think of it, he had never massaged her shoulders or legs. It was always her taking care of him, massaging his head and legs. Although it was always for healing purposes, he still felt a pang of guilt.

After all, she was his master, and he was her disciple. He should be the one serving her, not the other way around.

And the “serving tea and water” part that was supposed to be in the script? She had never asked him to do that. She only asked him to help her bathe and dress, but even then, he hadn’t actually done anything. Instead, she had taught him a new dual cultivation technique.

He really needed to find a way to repay her kindness.

The script mentioned her favorite snacks and wines, though only by name, without any recipes. He should be able to find the necessary information and recreate them.

“I’ll return to my room now, Master. Goodnight.”

…

Shortly after he left the Fire Refining Starry Sky, Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu arrived with his dinner, just like last night.

Yan Meng’er seemed unchanged, her youthful face adorned with a sweet smile, her eyes sparkling with mischief. However, there was a subtle shift in her aura, a hint of newfound maturity, a touch of… *womanly charm*.

Yan Ruyu, on the other hand, had changed significantly. She usually stared at him with a sharp, challenging gaze, but now, her eyes were downcast, her cheeks flushed, a lingering trace of seduction in her expression. She seemed more mature, more… *womanly*.

He felt awkward.

He was used to being close to Yan Meng’er. A little more intimacy wouldn’t be a problem. But Yan Ruyu… they were supposed to be rivals, constantly bickering. And now they had… *done things*.

How was he supposed to act around her now? Could he still tease her about her ample bottom? It didn’t seem appropriate, especially after he had spent so much time… *fondling* it last night. He wondered if the marks he had left had faded.

“Cousin, we didn’t cook tonight. We just made some flatbreads. Try them.”

“Okay.”

As he sat down, they took the seats beside him, one on each side.

They were both wearing matching pajamas, but in different colors.

Yan Meng’er’s was pink, while Yan Ruyu’s was magenta. They flanked him like two beautiful flowers.

He felt a strange nervousness. They were his childhood friends, his cousins, but their mere presence was making his heart race.

— *Calm down!*

He reached for a flatbread, but Yan Meng’er was faster. She carefully tore it in half, revealing the savory filling. The aroma was mouthwatering.

“These are five-spice beef filling. Five of them. There are four other fillings, five of each. Twenty-five in total. Here, Cousin, open wide~”

“I can feed myself.” He was speechless. “My legs might be weak, but my arms are fine.”

— *Though my legs aren’t actually weak anymore.*

“That’s not the point! I want to feed you, Cousin~”

“I don’t want to be fed. It makes me feel useless.”

He maintained a neutral expression, taking a flatbread and biting into it.

It was delicious. Her baking skills were truly unmatched.

“Mmm… Then can you feed me, Cousin?” She changed tactics smoothly. “I want you to feed me~”

He held out the half-eaten flatbread.

“Here you go.”

“Nom.”

She took a bite, her lips leaving a smaller mark on the already bitten edge.

He didn’t mind, taking another bite himself, finishing the flatbread.

She felt a surge of joy, sensing his affection. His actions confirmed her suspicions: last night’s efforts had worked! He had accepted her!

— *Yay! Victory for Meng’er! Now it’s Cousin Ruyu’s turn.*

They had agreed beforehand that whatever Yan Meng’er did, Yan Ruyu had to follow. Whoever backed out was a dog.

“I want some too,” Yan Ruyu suddenly declared.

He frowned. *If you want some, just take it.*

He picked up another flatbread and offered it to her. “Here.”

She hesitated, then blurted out, “I… I want you to feed me!”

*What?* He stared at her in disbelief. *She’s playing this game too? Did Meng’er corrupt her?*

Well, they had already… *done things*. He supposed feeding her wouldn’t be a big deal.

He held out the flatbread, but she shook her head, adding softly, “From the part you already bit.”

*What kind of ridiculous request is that? Has she been possessed?*

“Cousin Ruyu, are you feeling alright?”

“Hurry up!” she snapped. “I don’t want to be a dog.”

He was baffled. Seeing her determined expression, as if she would bite him if he refused, he quickly took a bite and offered her the flatbread.

She completed her “mission,” her face burning crimson.

Yan Meng’er giggled, pleased. *Finally, Cousin Ruyu is no longer a clueless block of wood! Our future is looking bright!*

…

After finishing their flatbreads, they moved to his bed, ready to massage his legs, just like last night.

Yan Meng’er was about to ask him to take off his pants when he swiftly rolled up his specially tailored bell-bottoms, revealing his toned thighs.

*Slap, slap.* He patted his thighs. “Let’s get started.”

Seeing that subtlety wasn’t working, she decided to be direct. After massaging his legs, she leaned against him, her voice a soft whine. “I made you flatbreads, Cousin, and I massaged your legs. Now I want a kiss. Can I?”

“Sure.”

He readily agreed, planting a quick kiss on her cheek. “There.”

She blinked, then pouted. “That’s not fair! I want *this* kind of kiss!”

She leaned in, capturing his lips in a deep kiss.

Yan Ruyu, seeing this, hesitantly leaned against his chest, her arms wrapping around his waist.

As they parted, she quickly cupped his face, claiming his lips with a kiss of her own.

The two sweet kisses had transformed the atmosphere, the air thick with intimacy.

— *Isn’t this exactly what happened last night? A classic repeat.*

Thankfully, this was another world, and their blood ties were distant. If this were Earth… well, it wouldn’t be a problem either, would it?

He sat on the bed, his arms around them, feeling his body responding to their touch. He surrendered, allowing them to undress him, their tongues tracing his skin, their hands exploring his body.

As the curtains fell, another sleepless night began.

[*Ding! Friendly System Reminder: Please maintain your protagonist persona, Host. Do not become overly consumed by your desires.*]

Yan Zhen, sandwiched between the two girls, stared at the system notification, feeling the “sage energy” coursing through him, quadrupled in intensity. His voice was flat, devoid of emotion.

“You’re a little late with your reminder, System. Don’t I seem emotionless and abstinent enough right now?”

*Free from all worldly desires.*