Morning, the mountain rain was hazy.
Jiang Huai knew Chu Xianning was going to the secret chamber at the foot of the mountain today, so he didn’t get up to make breakfast. Although he was the one who couldn’t fast, he’d rather not eat if he was eating alone, and just make do with some dry food.
Rainy days were perfect for sleeping in. Jiang Huai didn’t remember how long he’d been drowsing in the warm quilt when a faint knocking sound echoed from outside his room. He told them to enter, and the door pushed open. Outside stood Wen Wanwan in a plain white palace dress, the gauze on her shoulders seemingly dampened by a few water droplets.
“It’s raining so hard?”
“Yes, it’s gotten a bit heavier. Senior Brother Jiang Huai isn’t up yet?”
“Mhm. Master isn’t here today. I’ll teach you sword practice later. I wanted to sleep a bit longer.” Jiang Huai sat up a bit on the bed, gazing at Wen Wanwan’s cheeks. He winked at her and spread his hands, “Junior Sister Wanwan, do you want to…”
Before he could finish his sentence, Wen Wanwan had already put away her umbrella and sat down by the bedside. She bent down and removed the transparent, open-toed high heels she was wearing under her skirt. Just as Jiang Huai lifted the quilt, Wen Wanwan’s body burrowed in like a kitten seeking warmth, curling up in his embrace.
“It’s so cold outside. The bed is so warm.” Wen Wanwan snuggled closer to Jiang Huai, who gently held her snow-white hand, which was slightly cool. Soon, her hand was warmed by him. Wen Wanwan’s cheek drew near, looking into Jiang Huai’s eyes. “Your lips are cold too.”
So, Jiang Huai leaned in and gently kissed her lips.
Chu Xianning was not in the courtyard today.
Wen Wanwan lay in Jiang Huai’s bed for a long time, letting his fingertips roam her skin. After a while, Wen Wanwan whispered, “A few days ago, when I passed by a clothing shop, Wanwan bought a few more pairs of cute little socks…”
“Oh? How cute?”
Wen Wanwan retrieved a pair of white lace-trimmed calf socks from her Storage Ring. The light and transparent material was incredibly smooth. Wen Wanwan looked up at Jiang Huai innocently, “Senior Brother Jiang Huai… do you want to get them dirty?”
“It’s daytime now,” Jiang Huai’s fingertip gently hooked Wen Wanwan’s chin, gazing into her eyes. But Wen Wanwan’s eyes merely flickered for a moment before she let out a soft hum, “Wanwan is such a shameless woman.”
She suddenly thought of something, shifted her body again, and then sat on top of Jiang Huai. She cupped his cheeks with both hands, leaned in, and rested her forehead against his, “But… it seems we used up all the flower dew last time.”
“But don’t you have a lot more?” Jiang Huai looked into her eyes innocently.
“Then… Senior Brother Jiang Huai will have to pick it himself…” Wen Wanwan curved her body slightly, almost collapsing onto him, her lips nearing his.
Wen Wanwan’s body was excessively sensitive. A little more kissing would not only make her soft and limp but also wet.
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Jiang Huai felt like he was completely falling into becoming a useless person.
He had originally planned to get up at noon to cook, but with Wen Wanwan lying beside him, and after playing with her for a while, he completely lost the energy to get up. He just wanted to embrace Wen Wanwan’s soft body, smell her fragrant scent, and rub his cheek against her like a child. Anyway, Wen Wanwan would never get angry… And Wen Wanwan seemed to be getting more and more skilled, her lips and tongue becoming increasingly agile. Did this have anything to do with the many kisses he and Wen Wanwan had shared?
“Are you hungry?” Jiang Huai asked softly.
“Didn’t Senior Brother Jiang Huai just feed Wanwan something?” Wen Wanwan raised her face innocently.
She had not only obediently eaten it before but had also swirled it around in her mouth with the tip of her tongue for a long time, letting Jiang Huai watch her swallow it bit by bit. He didn’t know where she learned such seductive tactics, which made Jiang Huai’s head spin, and he desperately wanted to pin Wen Wanwan down and bully her right then and there.
Fortunately, he managed to pinch his thigh hard and restrain himself.
“I’m seriously asking if you’re hungry,” Jiang Huai reached out and patted the maiden’s soft, snow-white buttocks. Wen Wanwan buried her face in his chest and let out a faint, soft gasp. “Wanwan is alright. If Senior Brother Jiang Huai is hungry, Wanwan will go cook for Senior Brother Jiang Huai.”
“Then let’s lie down a bit longer.”
The rain pattered outside the window.Jiang Huai was too lazy to get up in such comfortably lazy weather. Fortunately, Wen Wanwan could accompany him in his laziness. They lay like that for a while longer. Wen Wanwan’s fingertips drew circles on Jiang Huai’s chest, but she didn’t speak. Jiang Huai didn’t realize it at first, but Wen Wanwan was not just drawing circles, her lips were kissing his collarbone. After a while, he finally came to his senses and looked down at Wen Wanwan, “What is it?”
“Senior Brother Jiang Huai… are you still okay?”
“What?”
“I coaxed Senior Brother Jiang Huai just now, it’s… it’s Senior Brother Jiang Huai’s turn to coax Wanwan now.” Wen Wanwan’s voice seemed timid, but her eyes revealed a hint of slyness. Jiang Huai reached out and pinched her delicate pink face. “Did you want a kiss, or something else?”
“I want kisses… and the flower dew after kisses… I don’t want to waste it… it can also be used to bully…”
Jiang Huai’s head was swimming.
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By the time Jiang Huai and Wen Wanwan finally got out of bed, it was already past noon.
Wen Wanwan had changed out of her plain white palace dress into a long, bright red dress. This dress was also from Jiang Huai. He had never seen Wen Wanwan wear bright red before; it was too passionate and seemed to clash with her usual calm and gentle personality. Yet, she looked surprisingly good in it, the red dress making her skin appear even fairer. He conjured a pair of black high heels as if by magic and squatted by the bed to help Wen Wanwan put them on.
Wen Wanwan felt that having Jiang Huai help her put on shoes was a bit shameful, but her eyes were bright, and she gazed intently at Jiang Huai’s face, her fingertips lightly gripping the bedsheet, as if her heartbeat had unknowingly quickened.
“If I wear these shoes… how can I practice sword fighting…”
“Then we’ll practice in the evening. I’ll make something to eat, and we can go for a walk while the rain stops?” Jiang Huai winked at her.
“Mhm.” Wen Wanwan nodded obediently, indicating she would listen to him.
Jiang Huai made lunch, and after he and Wen Wanwan ate in the pavilion, they played a game of Five in a Row chess. He, a simple and intellectually stimulating game, couldn’t beat Wen Wanwan and was easily defeated several rounds. Wen Wanwan gazed at his face and chuckled lightly. Jiang Huai then leaned in and playfully pinched her face. “Let’s go. Let’s go visit another mountain gate.”
Wen Wanwan obediently stood by his side, her hand gently held by him.
The red dress Jiang Huai gave her had an irregular hem, but it only revealed her fair and slender calves below the knee. Apart from that, a little of her collarbone was visible, but no other skin was exposed. Otherwise, Jiang Huai wouldn’t have been willing to let her accompany him to wander around the sect; his possessiveness was extremely strong.
Today, the two of them visited the Beast Taming Mountain Gate of the Tian Xuan Sect again. Watching various spirit beasts in the mountains run in circles and tumble under the training of the disciples, Jiang Huai felt like he was taking Wen Wanwan to a circus to watch a juggling performance.
Wen Wanwan, in her red dress, amazed many passing disciples. The moment many disciples saw her, their eyes were glued to her. Then, they would meet Jiang Huai’s gaze for a few seconds before hastily averting their eyes.
At some point, it started to rain lightly again. So, Jiang Huai held up an umbrella, and they walked together in the rain. As they walked, they came to another pavilion and paused there to rest. With no one around, Wen Wanwan sat a little further away. Jiang Huai paused in surprise until Wen Wanwan lifted her legs from under her skirt and gently placed them on his lap, looking at Jiang Huai innocently.
Thus, Jiang Huai’s fingertips landed on the maiden’s snow-white, slender calves. He could also take off her high heels and rub her snow-white, tender little feet.
Although Wen Wanwan’s eyes were always so calm and soft, she always had such charming little schemes that kept Jiang Xiaohu completely under her control.
It was nearly evening when Jiang Huai and Wen Wanwan returned to the courtyard. Jiang Huai went to make dinner. After eating their fill, he picked up his wooden sword. Wen Wanwan took off her high heels, her white and tender little feet stepping onto the bluestone path. Jiang Huai stood beside her, guiding her with his faint Spiritual Qi on how it should circulate when she drew her sword, and how to branch out. His teaching was actually better than Chu Xianning’s.
It was late into the night when Chu Xianning returned to the courtyard. Wen Wanwan happened to be holding a portable food container, preparing to leave. She opened the door and came face to face with Chu Xianning, who was dressed in a white Daoist robe outside the door. She respectfully called out, “Fairy Chu.” Chu Xianning calmly asked, “Going back?”
“Mhm.” Wen Wanwan nodded gently.
Chu Xianning nodded slightly and then walked into the courtyard. Jiang Huai was sitting in the pavilion and smiled slightly upon seeing Chu Xianning. “Master is back?”
Chu Xianning instinctively wanted to avoid his gaze, but wouldn’t avoiding it further prove her guilty conscience?
In the secret chamber at the foot of the mountain, once she lifted the restrictions of her Daoist magic, desire would consume her consciousness, leaving her only knowing how to soothe her body for three shichen. The remaining time had to be spent reinforcing her Daoist magic. In the past, she had tried refining medicine herself to solve the drawbacks of her Flower Spirit Physique, but her alchemy skills were insufficient, and this shameful drawback was too difficult to speak of.
“I’m back,” Chu Xianning replied indifferently.
Jiang Huai closed the ancient scrolls he was browsing and blinked innocently at Chu Xianning. “Wanwan and I went to a pharmacy today and prepared a prescription. We’ll refine it in a couple of days. At this time next month, Master can take it and see the effect. Although it can’t be cured, it should alleviate it considerably.”
Chu Xianning wanted to evade this topic immediately and not mention it again, so she responded with a soft “Oh.” She also glanced at Jiang Huai’s face. Using the Qi Gazing Technique, she easily saw that he had done at least three strange things with Wen Wanwan today. She wondered how Wen Wanwan had managed to coax him, perhaps like something written in the Floating Clouds Flowery Records, using a woman’s slender feet or delicate pink lips? Chu Xianning’s mind inexplicably became a bit chaotic at this thought.
“Oh, right. Master, come here. I’ll check your pulse again to see how your injuries are recovering.”
Despite a strange reluctance, Chu Xianning still sat opposite Jiang Huai and extended her fair, jade-like wrist. Jiang Huai placed his fingertips on her wrist. As his eyes fell on Chu Xianning’s face, she turned her head away, leaving only her profile for him.
