Jiang Huai picked up Luo Qingyu’s body and returned to the room.
Luo Qingyu was placed on the bed by him. The girl’s eyes could only look at him timidly. She clutched the bedsheet, but dared not say a word to keep him. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she dared not let them fall. She knew that crying would only make Jiang Huai more annoyed, so she repeatedly tried to wipe away her tears with the back of her hand. Her efforts looked so pitiful.
This made Jiang Huai feel even more like a scoundrel.
He came to the bedside, lifted the quilt, and lay on the same bed as Luo Qingyu. Then he reached out and gently pulled Luo Qingyu into his arms, his voice softening, “I’m not leaving. We’ll sleep together.”
“Jiang Huai Gege… please don’t be angry anymore… Qingyu knows she was wrong…”
“Jiang Huai Gege is not angry.”
“Jiang Huai Gege… was angry just now…” Luo Qingyu’s voice was very, very small.
“I wasn’t angry with Qingyu, I was angry with myself.” Jiang Huai reached out and hugged Luo Qingyu, gently patting her back. “I really wasn’t angry with Qingyu. I know Qingyu was uneasy and wanted to force me to do something. It’s precisely because I was ambiguous with other women that Qingyu felt uneasy. So how could I be angry with Qingyu? I can only blame myself for being a scoundrel and making Qingyu feel wronged.”
“It’s Qingyu’s fault… not Jiang Huai Gege’s fault… Jiang Huai Gege… can do whatever you want… you can kiss whichever woman you want… Qingyu shouldn’t have tied Jiang Huai Gege down…”
“You,” Jiang Huai reached out and pinched her little face. “I actually had something I wanted to tell you.”
“Jiang Huai Gege, please tell me.”
“I was going to tell you anyway. It’s not because of what happened tonight that I’m saying this. I’ve thought about it seriously, and I think our marriage should be held after my cultivation level is restored.”
Luo Qingyu, in his arms, suddenly stiffened.
Previously, when she was at Qingxuan Sect and Luo Yueguan returned from Tian Xuan Sect, she heard Luo Yueguan say that the wedding date was set for the end of the year. She was so happy that she couldn’t sleep all night.
“After all, getting married is a very important matter. But then again, it’s not that far off. I feel that by the end of the year, my cultivation level should be almost recovered, at most by next summer. It’s only a few months away,” Jiang Huai’s fingertips gently pinched her earlobe. “So I was thinking of setting it on your twentieth birthday. What do you think?”
Luo Qingyu didn’t speak. Jiang Huai looked down at her, and Luo Qingyu looked at him cautiously. “I’ll listen to Jiang Huai Gege about everything.”
“Why have you suddenly become so obedient?” Jiang Huai looked at her eyes helplessly. “If you’re unhappy, you have to tell me.”
“Qingyu isn’t unhappy!” Luo Qingyu shook her head. “I… I’ll listen to Jiang Huai Gege about everything.”
“Are you really not unhappy?”
“Really not!”
“Then it’s settled for your twentieth birthday. We’ll get married at Qingxuan Sect then. Do you want to move to Tian Xuan Sect to live with us? We’ll cultivate together, eat and sleep in the courtyard every day, and if we’re bored, we’ll go down the mountain to explore secret realms. We’ll stay together for the rest of our lives.”
“Mm!” Luo Qingyu’s eyes brightened again.
“Earlier, with Junior Sister Wanwan…”
“Jiang Huai Gege doesn’t need to explain to Qingyu,” Luo Qingyu mumbled softly. “Qingyu… it’s okay.”
“You say it’s okay, but you still care, right?” Jiang Huai looked at her with a wry smile. “It was indeed my fault. But I was the one who initiated the kiss, and I also promised to accompany her to Daoji Ancestral Land to find Foundation Establishment spiritual Qi in a while.”
“Go, just go…” Luo Qingyu’s voice became aggrieved again.
“But if you have to ask who I like more, Wanwan or Qingyu, it’s definitely Qingyu,” Jiang Huai gently patted Luo Qingyu’s back and whispered.
“Oh…” Luo Qingyu mumbled softly. After a long while, Luo Qingyu slightly tilted her small face up. “Then… between Qingyu and Aunt Chu, who does Jiang Huai Gege like more?”
“So you knew all along?”
Luo Qingyu didn’t answer, just blinked her eyelashes and looked at Jiang Huai wronged.
“I used to like Aunt Chu more.”
“What about now?”
“I still like Aunt Chu more.”
Luo Qingyu began to rub her forehead against Jiang Huai’s chest. “Jiang Huai Gege is bullying me!”
Jiang Huai hugged Luo Qingyu’s body, unable to laugh or cry. “After we get married, I’ll like Qingyu more.”
Luo Qingyu stopped fussing. After a while, she mumbled softly, “Jiang Huai Gege…”
“Mm?”
“Qingyu knows she was wrong.”
“How do you know you were wrong again?”
“Qingyu shouldn’t have forced Jiang Huai Gege to do bad things to Qingyu, shouldn’t have wanted to make Jiang Huai Gege feel guilty about this, and tied Jiang Huai Gege down… Qingyu is a silly girl, a fool, a bad child.”
“Why are you talking about yourself like that? I told you I wasn’t angry.”
“But Qingyu is still uneasy… What if Jiang Huai Gege is secretly angry in his heart but doesn’t tell Qingyu, and then secretly resents Qingyu?”
“Then what do you suggest?”
“Jiang Huai Gege… punish Qingyu…” Luo Qingyu’s small face rubbed against Jiang Huai’s chest.
“Then I’ll have to punish you severely.”
“It seems Jiang Huai Gege is still a little angry…” Luo Qingyu quietly lifted the quilt, her snow-white body kneeling on the bed. She bit her lips lightly, her fingertips slowly lifting the hem of her skirt, and looking back at Jiang Huai, “Jiang Huai Gege… go ahead.”
“But this looks more like a reward for Qingyu?”
“Then, Jiang Huai Gege can… can…”
“Can what?”
“Can… punish Qingyu like this…” Luo Qingyu’s waist sank slightly again.
***
Jiang Huai was cooking breakfast in the kitchen.
Meanwhile, Luo Yueguan opened the room door. Inside, Luo Qingyu was clutching the quilt, only her small head peeking out. Seeing Luo Yueguan arrive, her cheeks instantly buried themselves in the quilt.
Luo Yueguan’s nose twitched as she seemed to smell a strange scent in the air. It was only logical, a solitary man and woman alone in a room. Last night, Luo Qingyu’s voice was so soft and tender, and she had heard it for a long time.
“The fallen red should be cut off and kept,” Luo Yueguan said softly, but Luo Qingyu buried her face even deeper. “N-no…”
“Hmm? How could there be none?” Luo Yueguan was a little surprised. Although some women didn’t have their first time, it was still a very low probability. Luo Yueguan came to Luo Qingyu’s side and used spiritual Qi to probe Luo Qingyu’s body, suddenly realizing that Luo Qingyu’s virginity was still intact.
“What did you do last night?” Luo Yueguan clearly remembered hearing Luo Qingyu first cry out softly in pain, and then her voice became tender, which was as it should be. But Luo Qingyu’s small face was still buried in the quilt, and she stammered, “N-nothing…”
“If you didn’t do anything, why did I hear you cry out in pain?”
“No, Mother, Mother, please don’t ask…” Luo Qingyu’s cheeks became increasingly flushed. Luo Yueguan glanced at her. “You can’t even tell Mother?”
“It’s so embarrassing…” Luo Qingyu’s small face completely disappeared into the quilt. She wrapped herself tightly with the quilt. Luo Yueguan got up and went to the kitchen to confront Jiang Huai.
***
“What did you do to Qingyu last night?” Luo Yueguan crossed her arms and approached Jiang Huai from behind.
Jiang Huai’s body stiffened, and he began to babble incoherently, “N-nothing…”
“Then why was Qingyu crying in pain and asking you to slow down?” The moment Luo Yueguan asked this, she suddenly realized what they had been doing in the room last night.
The next second, she was so angry that she jumped up and slapped him on the forehead. “This is how you bully my daughter?! You scoundrel!”
Jiang Huai covered his head with both hands and looked at Luo Yueguan wronged. “How did I bully her?”
“You shameless! Pervert! Lowlife! Beast!” Luo Yueguan was both ashamed and annoyed. Jiang Huai grabbed her wrist. “Hey, hey, I didn’t bully her, okay?”
“Then you coaxed my daughter into doing such an excessive, such a scoundrel thing with you?!”
“It wasn’t me who coaxed her…” Jiang Huai looked at Luo Yueguan wronged. “Besides… how is this considered bullying Qingyu? Qingyu isn’t complaining…”
Luo Yueguan’s chest rose and fell with her breathing. “You just wait. I’m going to report you to your Master. I’ll accuse you, a scoundrel, of a despicable, vulgar, shameless, ** bastard method to satisfy your selfish desires without losing your virginity and being discovered by him! You just wait!”
“No, talk some sense… It really wasn’t me coaxing Qingyu…”
“You dare to argue? Qingyu is so naive…”
“Forget it,” Jiang Huai chose to shut up. “I told you I didn’t bully her. How can it be considered bullying if it was mutual consent?”
Luo Yueguan still wanted to say something, but Jiang Huai put a piece of fried yogurt into her mouth. “Calm down. Qingyu isn’t upset, so why are you upset?”
Then Jiang Huai ignored Luo Yueguan and returned to the room. Luo Qingyu was still curled up in the quilt. Seeing Jiang Huai walk in, she poked her small head out. Jiang Huai leaned closer and pinched her fair, tender little face. “Does it still hurt?”
“It stopped hurting long ago.” Luo Qingyu blinked her eyes. “And… it feels so good. Can you… punish Qingyu again tonight?”
“Your mother wants to kill me,” Jiang Huai replied with a wry smile. He lifted the quilt and took out Luo Qingyu’s clothes to help her get dressed. Luo Qingyu’s body was bare. Last night, Jiang Huai had held her and bathed her again. Jiang Huai picked up her underwear and carefully put it on her. He suddenly realized that he didn’t feel awkward at all at this moment. Luo Qingyu sat there obediently, like a doll waiting to be dressed. Everything was so harmonious and natural, like an old married couple.
Luo Qingyu squinted her eyes, obediently raised her arms, and enjoyed Jiang Huai dressing her.
The light outside the window shone in, falling on the girl’s clear, snow-white collarbone. Jiang Huai inadvertently glanced at her cheek. The light cast shadows on her eyelashes, creating a play of light and shadow.
His heart seemed to become as light and soft as a feather.
He knew many things. He knew Luo Qingyu wasn’t a little fool, and he knew Luo Qingyu understood everything. She was just pretending to be confused to accommodate him.
He reached out and pinched Luo Qingyu’s face. Luo Qingyu looked at him innocently, then her lips curved slightly, her cheeks dimpling softly.
