**Chapter 611: A Kiss that Makes One Blush and Heart Race**
On the way home, Jiang Ning, who had been obediently snuggled in Jiang Huai’s arms, suddenly transformed into a playful little deer, bouncing along as she held his hand.
The wind gently blew her skirt, and her slender, warm thighs resembled two straight ivory chopsticks. The warmth in her palms felt intensely hot, and her earlobes had a hint of pink, as if she had truly gotten drunk, rather than merely pretending.
Once they arrived home, Jiang Ning immediately sprawled on the bed, her little calves propped up. Jiang Huai came over, took off her shoes, and softly said, “Time to wash up and go to bed.”
“Are you too tired?” Jiang Ning turned her face away, her hazy, drunken gaze becoming cunning once again. “Why don’t you help me wash?”
“No,” Jiang Huai decisively refused.
“Hmph…” Jiang Ning slightly pouted, her cheek resting on the pillow as she mumbled, “Let me rest for a bit first.”
Jiang Huai then went to the bathhouse. By the time he finished bathing and changed into his pajamas, Jiang Ning was already asleep on his bed.
He lay down beside her, pulling the quilt gently over her. Turning his face, he cautiously gazed at her sleeping face.
Everything in this illusion felt so real, making him unconsciously forget that it was all fabricated. Jiang Ning’s serene sleeping face was a comfort; she always liked to lie beside him. In their past life, she would often be on her phone next to him until she got drowsy, at which point she’d burrow under the covers to embrace him. Jiang Huai didn’t have the heart to push her away, and if he touched her, she would accuse him of being a rogue, not even letting her older brother escape it. It was utterly morally corrupt.
Jiang Huai had no way to contend with her.
He stared at Jiang Ning for a long while, and only when he began to feel drowsy did he finally close his eyes. In a haze, Jiang Ning again snuggled closer to him, holding him tightly.
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In the early morning, accustomed to the feeling of being bound, Jiang Huai slowly opened his eyes. Lowering his head slightly, he saw Jiang Ning’s fair, smooth leg draped over his waist, reflecting light as if glowing. She had nestled against his shoulder, sleeping soundly.
Jiang Huai reached out and poked her leg. Jiang Ning slowly opened her eyes, but instead of getting up, she shifted closer and lay on him, her waist sinking slightly, her tender, snow-white lower abdomen pressing against him as she leaned in, saying, “Good morning kiss.”
“Down there, girl.”
“Hey!” Jiang Ning pouted, moving closer. Jiang Huai held her forehead with his hand. “Go brush your teeth.”
“You, you, you are rejecting me! I’m still fragrant even if I don’t brush my teeth!” Jiang Ning protested, leaning in to plant a quick kiss on his face before finally getting up to head to the bathhouse. The sound of splashing water came from inside, and Jiang Huai sat aside, lost in thought. After a while, Jiang Ning emerged, wrapped in a bath towel.
As Jiang Huai pulled open the curtains, sunlight streamed in, illuminating the young girl’s collarbone filled with bright sunlight. Her fair skin had a hint of pink, and water droplets flowed down her calves. Jiang Huai found this scene surprisingly beautiful rather than seductive.
Jiang Ning tilted her chin and approached the bedside to sit down, but her bath towel slipped off, revealing her smooth, snow-white back. Jiang Huai froze as he heard her mumble softly, “Step by step… help me put on my underwear.”
She pointed to the wardrobe, and Jiang Huai had no choice but to obediently get up, fastening her bra from behind. Afterward, Jiang Ning pointed to a cute pair of underwear set aside. Just as Jiang Huai was about to suggest she put it on herself, he caught sight of her puffed cheeks and decided to get off the bed. At this moment, Jiang Ning tightly closed her legs, and Jiang Huai cautiously laid the white underwear out from her ankle upwards, only to see Jiang Ning slowly part her legs.
Her skin was delicate and smooth. Just as Jiang Huai wanted to turn away, Jiang Ning pulled his head back towards her. He had no choice but to face her directly; the tender sight before him was disarmingly innocent. Jiang Ning’s white, delicate feet instinctively lifted, her toes slightly curling. She appeared utterly embarrassed yet whispered softly, “Do you want to see… inside?”
Jiang Huai halted his movements, closed his eyes, and looked at the ceiling. “You put it on yourself.”
“You’re cowardly!” Jiang Ning’s voice was timid. After she put on her underwear, she dove back under the covers, which only covered her hips, exposing her long, slender legs. She poked Jiang Huai’s waist with her hand. “Give me a leg massage.”
“Why?”
“Desensitization training!” Jiang Ning replied with a light huff.
But as soon as Jiang Huai’s fingertips grazed her leg, she instinctively squirmed, her legs lifting off the surface with laughter, “It tickles!”
She slightly parted her legs, waiting for Jiang Huai to come close and touch her again. Her eyes fixed on him without blinking, revealing a depth of affection in the depths of her dark, clear pupils.
The sunlight outside poured in completely, illuminating her smooth, white legs, highlighting every curve. Jiang Huai felt as though he was holding a pair of exquisite jade carvings, with the warm touch almost like soft cake, yet slick and delicate like it had been coated in grease. Each time he gently squeezed, he could feel her soft, responsive touch against his fingertips, accompanied by Jiang Ning’s quiet little sounds.
As he continued touching, Jiang Huai’s hand unconsciously slipped to her tender, delicate jade foot. Her toes curled slightly, a habitual reaction, and Jiang Huai carefully pried each toe apart, only to hear Jiang Ning’s low, self-deprecating voice beside him, “Perverted foot enthusiast.”
“…” Jiang Huai retracted his hand as if shocked.
Jiang Ning lifted her delicate little foot and swiftly turned onto her side, resting her pink-tinged foot gently on his chest. “Wouldn’t an older brother like you get excited when a woman steps on him?”
Jiang Huai’s eyes began to twitch uncontrollably.
“Then would you be more excited if it’s your little sister, brother?” Jiang Ning’s toes wiggled playfully. The smooth, slender legs straightened, and the quilt slipped down a little, revealing a bit of her round, white butt under her white panties. Jiang Huai gently grabbed her ankle and moved it aside. “Alright! Desensitization is over; let’s go to the amusement park today.”
“You’re changing the subject too abruptly,” Jiang Ning pouted, yet pointed to the wardrobe and the wet wipes beside the bed. Then she pulled the quilt over her head and mumbled, “First, let me change into another little pants…”
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Today’s weather seemed significantly cooler than yesterday. Despite the bright sun overhead, it was surprisingly warm. Jiang Ning had changed into a shirt and a pleated skirt, a birthday gift Jiang Huai had given her when she turned seventeen. Now that she had grown taller, the skirt only reached halfway up her thighs, but Jiang Huai knew she was wearing white safety shorts underneath.
Because he had personally helped her put them on.
The amusement park was unexpectedly less crowded today, with no lines for any attractions. He spent the entire day playing around with Jiang Ning there, and unlike before, he no longer had a fear of heights, be it the roller coaster or the Ferris wheel; his face exhibited not a trace of fear. Jiang Ning, however, was raving excitedly by his side, looking particularly joyful.
On the way home, she was still bouncing like a little deer. With the setting sun’s glow falling around them, Jiang Huai softly asked, “Did you have fun at the amusement park?”
“As long as you’re by my side, anywhere is fun!” Jiang Ning exclaimed, hopping on the tiled ground. Jiang Huai slowed his pace as they stopped by a supermarket downstairs to buy ingredients for dinner. Jiang Huai would cook, while Jiang Ning would prepare the rice.
After their meal, they snuggled up on the couch to watch a movie. Once the film ended, they took turns washing up. Just as Jiang Huai returned to bed after finishing, Jiang Ning snuggled up close, lying on his chest, extending a finger. “I want a kiss that makes my heart race and cheeks flush.”
Jiang Huai leaned in, planting a kiss on her tender lips.
Jiang Ning nudged her forehead against his chest, burying her face. “That’s just being perfunctory!”
She lifted her head again, gazing at Jiang Huai expectantly. He gently grasped her waist, pulling her a little closer and letting her settle on top of him. He leaned in again, caressing her neck and kissing her for quite a long time, until they finally parted. His lips were left with a sheen of moisture, while Jiang Ning had gone completely soft, lying against his chest.
The world became so quiet.
Jiang Ning’s fingers drew circles on his chest as she quietly murmured, “Can we start the desensitization training again?”
“…” Jiang Huai playfully swatted her little butt.
“Hmph, don’t avoid it. How do you want to train?”
Jiang Huai gently pinched her earlobe and looked down into her bright eyes, holding that gaze for quite a while.
He said nothing. Initially, there was a hint of cunningness in Jiang Ning’s eyes, but gradually, under his complex gaze, both her slyness and the smile at the corner of her mouth slowly faded, replaced by a look of grievance as she asked, “Why are you staring at me, brother?”
Jiang Huai shook his head lightly. “You aren’t the little Ning I know.”
“Hm?” Jiang Ning blinked innocently, “What are you talking about?”
“Though little Ning is the same as you, spoiled and wanting hugs, she is actually a coward. Even though she often jokes around, she is the one who blushes the easiest.”
“Clearly, I muster up courage to tease you, but I am shy too, alright!” Jiang Ning protested, grabbing his face, trying to feign innocence, but Jiang Huai helplessly embraced her instead. “I’ve said you aren’t the little Ning. You can see that my gaze is different.”
“What’s different about it?”
“Just… it’s different… that’s my intuition.” Jiang Huai gently stroked her back. “Who exactly are you?”
Silence fell again in the room.
After quite some time, Jiang Ning finally mumbled, “The Heavenly Way of the Qingmu Realm has collapsed; I am a being from the upper realm, temporarily substituting for the Heavenly Way in this realm, manifesting your Inner Demon Tribulation. Hmph, you can only leave once you fully acknowledge your feelings for Jiang Ning.”
“Crazy,” Jiang Huai whispered, yet in an instant, he felt a deep sense of loss rise within him.
Even though he knew it was just an illusion, he was reluctant to shatter that reality. Revisiting this place was essentially a futile exercise, and even if he loved Jiang Ning and married her, what would change? Ultimately, it would only be a self-soothing way for him. It would be better to leave this Inner Demon Tribulation earlier, break through to the upper realm, and seek out the rumored Divine Emperor for a chance to meet the real Jiang Ning again.
Jiang Ning’s fingers continued to trace circles on his chest as she murmured softly, “Being immersed in this illusion, wouldn’t it be nice to accompany me a little longer?”
“But I want to find my real sister.”
“But I’m lonely too, I’ve stayed in this cold and aloof world for so long. Can’t you stay a bit longer, just think of me as little Ning?”
“No. Little Ning is Little Ning; no one can replace her.”
“Selfish!” Jiang Ning puffed her cheeks, looking into his eyes. “Hmph, if you spend three days with me, I’ll tell you a secret.”
“What? You have to tell me first.”
“Brother, you’ve become so despicable; you’re not as easy to fool as before.”
“Let’s skip the role play now.”
“But I only dealt with your Inner Demon Tribulation, and only played the role of Jiang Ning in your memory… As long as you reach the upper realm and meet the Divine Emperor, you’ll definitely see your real sister Jiang Ning again.”
“Really?”
“Really.” Jiang Ning lifted her face, “Is this secret enough for you to stay with me for three days?”
“It’s more than enough…”
“Then please rewind a bit, brother; it’s time to start the desensitization training.”
“No way. Just thinking about how you aren’t little Ning, yet you keep pretending to be her feels strange. Can you change your appearance?”
“Eh…” In the next moment, Jiang Ning before Jiang Huai instantly transformed, and within a heartbeat, she became an extraordinarily beautiful woman, making him instinctively hold his breath.
Her face was captivatingly perfect, as though it could topple worlds, leaving him breathless, with all thoughts melting away in an instant, leaving only her stunning appearance.
