Chapter 296: Older Sister, This Is Not Proper Etiquette
Mu Sanniang didn’t dare speak up.
If Chen An were to show even the slightest disdain because of this, she felt she would go mad…
Seeing the young girl hesitate, the old woman spoke up, “No need to rush; we have plenty of time. Take your time to gather the situation before making a decision.”
As she spoke, her voice suddenly paused.
“Wait, someone is coming.”
The old woman quickly withdrew her psychic presence and dove into the black saber.
In the next moment, the black saber transformed into a phantom and vanished from the house.
Everything returned to silence.
Mu Sanniang was momentarily stunned. Before she could get out of bed, she heard the sound of the door being pushed open.
A tall young man walked in.
Mu Sanniang was already very familiar with the young man’s appearance.
Moreover, the only person who would come in without any greeting was Chen An.
Upon seeing her sitting on the bed, the boy seemed taken aback for a moment, then he noticed the girl’s soaked blue dress and the wet sheets, making his expression turn a bit strange.
He stepped forward, scratched his head, a little embarrassed to meet her gaze, and turned his eyes away.
“What are you…?” he asked tentatively.
Chen An was somewhat confused about what kind of activity could cause the girl to sweat so much on the bed…
It was enough to soak her clothes and skirt…
Mu Sanniang felt no strangeness, only silently stretched out her arms.
The young man understood her intention and knew she wanted a hug first.
This was also something they did every time they met.
However, this time, Chen An was unexpectedly a bit hesitant.
He pointed at the young girl’s wet dress.
The soaked blue skirt clung tightly to her body, outlining a beautiful curve.
Furthermore, Mu Sanniang had already fully developed, her posture increasingly captivating; just one glance was enough to catch anyone’s eye.
Seeing this, the young girl lowered her head briefly, then lifted it again.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
Chen An stammered, “Uh, this way will… expose too much…”
Mu Sanniang blinked her eyes innocently, her expression a bit confused.
She shook her head, “But there’s only you here.”
Upon hearing this, Chen An was stunned. He cleared his throat and then turned his head away.
“Even if it’s just me, it’s still not too good, right?”
Mu Sanniang leaned forward, crawling over from the head of the bed.
She knelt at the edge of the bed, reached out, and forcibly turned his head back.
“I said it’s fine; it’s really fine,” she emphasized.
Seeing that the boy seemed to want to argue further, Mu Sanniang glared at him.
“No talking back to your sister.”
With her authoritative stance, Chen An had no choice but to obediently close his mouth, feeling a bit frustrated.
Mu Sanniang looked at him, suddenly saying, “Are you despising me?”
Chen An was taken aback by her words and quickly denied, “Older sister, how could I ever despise you?”
Mu Sanniang’s gaze sharpened, asking, “Then why don’t you hug me?”
In the room, a subtle silence fell.
The young man seemed at a loss, wanting to raise his arms but quickly thought of her identity, making him hesitate.
After waiting for a moment, seeing he wouldn’t move, Mu Sanniang softly said, “Alright, since you despise me, I’ll just take it off.”
Compared to the typically hesitant Chen An, her movements were incredibly swift.
She seized a corner of her blue skirt with both hands and, without hesitation, pulled it down.
Mu Sanniang’s action was so abrupt and vigorous that it left the young man stunned.
By the time he widened his eyes in shock and registered what happened, most of the girl’s skirt had already slipped off.
Chen An hurriedly extended his hand, pulling the quilt over Mu Sanniang.
His heart raced at that moment, thumping like crazy, almost bursting out of his chest.
Just from that fleeting glance, he felt a surge of blood rushing through him.
So white, wait, no, ugh!
Just as Chen An was feeling dizzy due to Mu Sanniang’s actions, a delicate, fair arm reached out from under the quilt and wrapped around his neck.
Though the arm looked slender and white, it had surprisingly strong strength, giving the young man almost no room to react as it pulled him down onto the bed with a soft thud.
They were now very close, their noses almost touching.
At this distance, Chen An could even see the girl’s long eyelashes gently trembling.
Her warm breath brushed against his face.
It was a wonderful scent that he couldn’t quite describe.
It wasn’t a special fragrance, but it was the kind of smell that one would associate with someone close or beloved.
Most of the girl’s body was hidden under the quilt, but the exposed shoulder was brilliantly white.
At this point, Chen An didn’t even dare lower his head, afraid that he might accidentally see something he shouldn’t.
However, Mu Sanniang seemed completely unconcerned, still hugging him tightly.
The forcefulness felt like she wanted to pull him completely into her body and never let go.
Chen An didn’t speak, only reciprocating the embrace through the quilt.
Mu Sanniang fixed her gaze on him, whispering, “Will you forgive me?”
Chen An didn’t ask what for but nodded without hesitation.
“Of course.”
Mu Sanniang’s eyes flickered, and she asked, “No matter what I did, is that okay?”
Her question sounded a little strange.
Chen An frowned, first nodding, then asking in return, “So…?”
But Mu Sanniang quickly interrupted him.
“I broke through.”
Those four simple words successfully drew the boy’s attention.
His spirit lifted, and he exclaimed, “Really?”
“Then there’s hope for the outer sect selection in two years!”
The young man’s expression was genuine, and it was clear he was happy for her.
The Tai Xuan Sect held its outer sect selection every three years, and each outer sect disciple could have three opportunities.
This meant that if you spent nine years in the Tai Xuan Sect without entering the inner sect, there would be no further chance.
Either you would spend your life in the outer sect doing menial tasks, or you would leave the mountain and blend into the mundane world, permanently serving the royal family, which could still be considered a life of luxury and wealth.
Mu Sanniang responded with a soft “mm,” her thoughts slightly shifting, but she was thinking about something else.
She had caught the scent of another woman.
That smell was very familiar to her; it wasn’t the first time she had encountered it.
She wondered which shameless fox was behind it…
Thinking of this, a sense of irritation suddenly flashed through Mu Sanniang’s heart.
Red flickered in her淡蓝 eyes.
But quickly, when she looked at Chen An, she reined in her turbulent emotions.
The young girl waved her hand lightly, and the door closed.
She slipped her hands under the quilt and said, “Your clothes are wet too; hurry and take them off.”
Chen An was taken aback and quickly refused, “This is not proper etiquette.”
Mu Sanniang snorted.
“But between us, we should be open and sincere.”
Chen An’s face twitched, “That term isn’t used like that…”
But Mu Sanniang simply looked at him, raising her voice slightly, “I’m not discussing this with you.”
In the room, it fell momentarily silent.
As the two grew older, that thin layer of paper on the window felt like it could burst at any moment.
There was warmth and softness in his embrace.
To be honest, for a brief moment, Chen An wavered.
However, he quickly remembered he was still practicing the Yin-Yang Union Cultivation Technique. If he were to stop halfway, the consequences could be more than just a regression in cultivation.
He cleared his throat, “I…”
“I’m still not of age…”
Chen An’s words suddenly awakened Mu Sanniang.
Wait.
Why was she suddenly so anxious…?
She shook her head, softening her tone.
She buried her head against the young man’s chest, softly saying, “Then you must call me Sanniang.”
…
Two hours later, it was already deep into the night.
Chen An stood spiritedly at the door of the house.
He tidied his slightly disheveled plain robe and waved goodbye to the girl.
Being with Mu Sanniang felt like recharging; every time he ran out of energy in the cave mansion, he couldn’t help but come find her for a recharge.
Well, that seemed perfectly reasonable.
After the boy left, only one person remained in the house.
Mu Sanniang stared blankly at Chen An’s retreating figure, a faint outline appearing in her hand.
It was a black, unremarkable small knife.
She thought to herself that she would find that fox one day.
He could only belong to her…
Suddenly, a hoarse voice echoed in her sea of consciousness.
“Wait, hurry and stop him.”
Mu Sanniang was taken aback, “Why?”
The hoarse voice quickly explained, “The young man carries a Tianshan snow lotus, which takes a century to mature and another century to bloom. It is extremely rare. If you can get it, it will greatly benefit your practice of the One Breath Devouring Soul Technique.”
Upon hearing this, the girl paused her steps and didn’t pursue Chen An any longer.
Understanding her intentions, the hoarse voice hesitated a few times before finally letting out a long sigh.
“Alas, it’s a pity; you little doll just take feelings too seriously. How can you ever seek the great path?”
Mu Sanniang remained silent, too lazy to respond.
As she turned to go back inside, she heard a commotion from behind.
Turning around, she found it was Chen An returning.
The young man walked gracefully in his plain robe, stepping lightly on the moonlight.
He wore a smile on his face and pulled out an extremely snowy white lotus flower from his embrace.
The lotus wasn’t large, about the size of two fingers.
He walked in front of Mu Sanniang, carefully placing the lotus among her dark locks.
After doing this, he took a step back, nodding as if very satisfied with his handiwork.
The young man smiled radiantly, “You can accept this lotus; it’s not a rare item. I found it in my master’s cave mansion, and I thought no one would want it, so I brought it to you.”
He scratched his head, smiling bashfully, “However, I was in such a hurry just now that I almost forgot.”
After he finished speaking, he reminded her, “If you get tired of this lotus, remember to swallow it directly.”
“Though it may not be valuable, wasting it isn’t a good habit, right?”
The young man spoke softly, listing many things in one breath.
He kept emphasizing that it wasn’t valuable, seemingly afraid she wouldn’t accept it.
Mu Sanniang stood quietly, watching Chen An’s poor acting.
Suddenly, she burst into laughter, her beauty shining vividly under the moonlight, utterly captivating.
“What a fool,” she whispered.
