The sunlight was fragmented, and the wind rustled.
When Jiang Huai and Chu Xianning woke up, it was already afternoon. Chu Xianning was currently sitting in the pavilion, having changed into a dignified and proper white dress that covered her graceful figure. Jiang Huai sat opposite her, playing chess with her.
However, he was slightly absent-minded. Chu Xianning, in her white dress at this moment, was like countless past figures of Chu Xianning in the courtyard. Her dress was proper, and her expression was cold and aloof, like an untouchable ice fairy. But in Jiang Huai’s mind, Chu Xianning’s appearance from last night kept replaying. Her dress was completely removed, leaving her naked, every line, every inch of her skin imprinted in his eyes.
He wished he could kiss it all, slowly and deliberately, watching Chu Xianning’s cheeks turn crimson, watching her skin gradually flush. These thoughts flashed through Jiang Huai’s mind until Chu Xianning’s white and tender little feet under the table kicked him.
“Play chess.”
Jiang Huai came back to his senses and hastily made a move. Only when he looked at the chessboard again did he realize he was trapped and had no way out. He rubbed his head in annoyance and looked at Chu Xianning’s face. The usually cold Master suddenly made him feel uncomfortable.
Did he prefer the charming and enchanting Chu Xianning from last night, or the cold and pure Master at this moment?
“Speaking of which, I suddenly thought of something interesting.” Jiang Huai looked at Chu Xianning’s eyes, a hint of caution showing in his gaze.
“Shut up.”
“I haven’t even said what it is yet!” Jiang Huai’s eyes widened in grievance, but Chu Xianning merely glanced at him coldly. “Every time you show that cautious expression, what you’re about to say is never anything good.”
“Oh.”
The fact was indeed as she said. Since Chu Xianning didn’t allow him to speak, Jiang Huai had to obediently shut his mouth. However, he held it in for a while and played two more rounds of chess with Chu Xianning. Chu Xianning glanced at him with a cool and detached look, and finally, she granted him permission, “Speak.”
“I suddenly thought of a small question…” Jiang Huai winked at Chu Xianning.
“What is it?”
“I suddenly remembered seeing in old scrolls that the Flower Spirit Physique can secrete breast milk. Is it true… Ow ow ow ow ow!!”
Before Jiang Huai could finish his sentence, Chu Xianning’s white and tender little feet under the table moved and stomped hard on his toes. Jiang Huai’s eyes watered from the pain. After a while, Chu Xianning retracted her white and tender calf and gave him a cold glance. “I shouldn’t have let you ask.”
“I was just curious, just curious… I didn’t say I was going to do anything bad…”
Chu Xianning snorted. Having known Jiang Huai for so many years, she naturally understood his personality. He appeared proper to others, but with her, he was constantly testing, trying to touch her bottom line. She didn’t even know when it started, but her bottom line was repeatedly crossed. From kisses to hugs, from touching her little feet to being licked by his tongue, it all felt like a ridiculous dream when she recalled it.
“Speaking of which, there’s something else I haven’t told Master yet.”
Jiang Huai quickly changed the subject and told her that Su Qingyi, the Grand Princess of the Fox Clan, had come to the Eastern Region to practice talismans and pill formations. It wasn’t a particularly important matter, so Jiang Huai mentioned it casually. Chu Xianning nodded calmly and didn’t ask for further details.
Jiang Huai had promised Su Qingyi that he would give her some of his insights on drawing talismans and formations in a few days. He took out all the notes he had recorded while researching talismans and formations and began to organize and revise them. Chu Xianning sat quietly on the side, waiting for the sun to set. The evening breeze in the courtyard was cool. She leaned lazily on the lounge chair, the wind blowing her skirt, revealing her white and tender little feet, which looked as if they could be pricked by a single touch.
After finishing everything, Jiang Huai stretched. Chu Xianning looked at him calmly. “Are you going to deliver it to her?”
“I’ll send it tomorrow.”
Jiang Huai looked at Chu Xianning, who was leaning on the lounge chair, and said softly, “Shouldn’t we sleep now? Master.”
This sentence “Shouldn’t we sleep now?” made Chu Xianning’s body tremble inexplicably. Especially when she heard Jiang Huai using the title “Master” afterward, a sense of inexplicable awkwardness arose in her heart. But she still stood up and gave Jiang Huai a faint glance. “Wait until I change my clothes, then you can come in.”
This time, Jiang Huai had to obediently stand outside the door. He didn’t have the courage to poke a hole in the window lattice to peek. After waiting for a while, the door slowly creaked open ajar. Jiang Huai pushed the door open. Inside the room, Chu Xianning was now lying on her side on the bed, not yet covered by the quilt. Jiang Huai’s body trembled slightly.
Today, Chu Xianning had changed into a pale purple nightgown. The skirt was loose and light, slightly sheer, like hazy silk, almost transparent. Her body was convex and slender, and the skirt was short. Her long, snow-white legs under the skirt were stretched straight. Her hair lay lazily on her shoulders, and her cold eyes looked at him. At that moment, he was momentarily dazed and his mind began to reel.
For what reason did Chu Xianning reward him by letting him sleep with her every night for the past month?
Jiang Huai cautiously approached the bed and lay down by the bedside. He was reluctant to take the quilt to cover them both. His eyes roamed over Chu Xianning’s fair, convex body before finally settling on her eyes.
“Have you seen enough?” Chu Xianning asked him coldly, a hint of disdain in her voice.
“You look beautiful; I can’t get enough of looking, no matter how long.” Jiang Huai suddenly had an overwhelming urge to reach out and embrace her slender waist, to kiss her fragrant and soft body, to caress her black, smooth hair, or perhaps to tickle her waist. So many thoughts raced through his mind, but in an instant, the light and shadow extinguished. Chu Xianning pulled the quilt over herself, covered her body, turned her back to Jiang Huai, and whispered, “Sleep.”
Chu Xianning slept very early tonight, but Jiang Huai couldn’t sleep.
He suddenly understood the saying that it’s easy to go from frugality to luxury, but difficult to go from luxury to frugality. Last night, he could see Chu Xianning blush, even completely naked, and even hear her soft gasps. He could even kiss Chu Xianning’s delicate pink lips. But now, he could only look at Chu Xianning’s back in the darkness, unable to even touch her.
He started imagining if Chu Xianning wasn’t actually asleep but was trying to lure him, waiting for him to make another move and play with him again. But Chu Xianning seemed to be truly asleep, and sleeping soundly. She hadn’t even moved for half an hour. Jiang Huai’s anxious heart finally died. He began to suffer from endless insomnia.
He suddenly felt incredibly lonely on this autumn night. Chu Xianning was so close to him, so, so close. He only needed to reach out his hand to touch her. He wasn’t like before, lacking the courage to reach out. But Chu Xianning was truly asleep, and how could he blame her? She just wanted to have a sweet and sound sleep. How could he bear to wake her up?
Jiang Huai closed his eyes tightly and began counting numbers in his heart. When he reached over a thousand, he still had no hint of sleepiness. Perhaps he didn’t want to sleep, but just wanted to distract himself by counting numbers to avoid any strange thoughts from arising in his mind that would disturb Chu Xianning’s rest.
The system, which had been unusually silent recently, suddenly made a ding sound.
[You and Master Chu Xianning have long been deeply in love. However, before, you both looked at each other from behind trembling shells. Now, you have both lowered your defenses and no longer hide. What do you have to fear?]
[Chu Xianning is sleeping soundly, and you don’t want to disturb her. Then, when she wakes up, while she’s groggy, kiss her lips, and then accidentally knead her plumpness, how about that?]
[Master will forgive you. She has already overcome the shame of even feeding you flower dew. What’s wrong with a little kneading?]
[Mission Objective: As described above, when Chu Xianning wakes up, kiss her lips, and knead ( ) ( ).]
[Mission Reward: Advanced Experience Scroll * 1.]
Jiang Huai’s eyelids twitched involuntarily. The desires he had finally suppressed in his heart surged again because of this system mission. He became even more unable to sleep. Time dripped by, and the darkness outside the window gradually turned into a faint light. He heard the sound of rain hitting banana leaves again.
He had stayed up all night without realizing it. As the faint light of dawn fell outside the window, there was a slight rustle in the room. It was Chu Xianning, who was sleeping soundly, slightly turning over. The quilt was also kicked away by her, and a section of her snow-white thigh was exposed under her nightgown. Just as Jiang Huai was about to cover Chu Xianning with the quilt, he heard Chu Xianning’s very light, soft murmur, “Hmm?”
“Your quilt is messy. I’ll cover Master.” Jiang Huai replied softly. Chu Xianning hadn’t opened her eyes yet, but she just murmured softly again. Jiang Huai covered her with the quilt. She seemed to still be groggy. Jiang Huai suddenly asked softly, “Can I steal a kiss from Master while she’s sleeping?”
Chu Xianning didn’t respond, as if she had fallen back asleep.
“If Master doesn’t speak, it means Master implicitly agrees.”
Jiang Huai said this and slowly leaned closer.
Chu Xianning’s delicate pink lips were within reach. He carefully held his breath and leaned closer again, until he gently pecked her delicate pink lips.
Chu Xianning didn’t wake up. Jiang Huai contentedly returned to the bedside and lay down again.
He had naturally put the system mission aside long ago. The mission was the mission, and Jiang Huai was Jiang Huai. If he were to knead her plumpness while Chu Xianning was groggy, he would be a disobedient Little Huai. Jiang Huai absolutely refused to do such a thing.
Jiang Huai quietly looked at the ceiling for a while, his sleeplessness worsening.
He began to listen to the sound of the rain outside and stare blankly. Then, he heard Chu Xianning’s murmur again. Chu Xianning lifted the quilt and sat up slightly. Her nightgown had slipped down to her arm due to her restless sleep. As Jiang Huai looked up, her dress had already slid down quite a bit. If it had slipped down a little more, her delicate pink tips would be visible.
But it was just a little bit short.
Chu Xianning seemed to still be somewhat groggy. She slowly turned her head and looked at Jiang Huai, stunned for a moment. Then she looked down at her slipping clothes and stiffened slightly.
Jiang Huai immediately covered his head, having a strange intuition that he was about to be punished again.
But after a second, two seconds, three seconds, he suddenly heard Chu Xianning’s light laughter.
He slowly opened his eyes. Chu Xianning had already pulled up the shoulder straps of her nightgown. She looked at Jiang Huai, reached out, and pinched his cheek.
Her movements were gentle, as were her eyes, as if coaxing a child.
“What? Are you afraid I’ll punish you?”
“I, I thought I was going to be punished again.” Jiang Huai replied softly.
“I won’t punish you.” Chu Xianning gently tapped his forehead with her fingertip. “Every time I punish you, it seems like a reward. You clearly have no sense of shame in front of me.”
“No, no, you still have to be punished when it’s time for punishment.” Jiang Huai said hastily. Chu Xianning’s cold eyes showed a rare hint of playfulness. “Oh?”
“If you don’t punish me, I’ll easily forget my lesson, and if I forget my lesson, I’ll become even more excessive, and then…”
Chu Xianning’s eyes instantly turned cold again. “Are you threatening me?”
“No, no, no, no, how would I dare, how would I dare…” Jiang Huai’s voice trembled, but Chu Xianning had already extended her finger, leaned closer, parted his lips, grabbed his tongue, and with two slender fingers like green onions, began to play with his tongue.
Her movements had even become practiced.
