The summer sunlight was bright and scorching.
Jiang Huai went to the Spirit Medicine Garden, which was full of spirit plants, and bought some Jasmine Lotus from the garden keeper. He returned to the courtyard and began to tend to the lotus pond that had been damaged by the downpour a few days ago.
Jiang Huai didn’t have a particular fondness for flowers, but as he was often bored in the courtyard year-round, he planted many. Occasionally, when he went down the mountain to a secret realm and saw something beautiful or fragrant, he couldn’t help but pick one to bring back.
His Master, Chu Xianning, had the Flower Spirit Physique. The spiritual Qi that usually surrounded her caused the hundred flowers in the courtyard to bloom all year round, making them appear delicate and alluring.
Jiang Huai was busy in the lotus pond for a long time. Finally, he and Bai Li managed to repair it. Chu Xianning returned to her room to rest. Jiang Huai glanced at Bai Li and asked, “Are you going to bathe?”
“Let’s go,” Bai Li leaned towards Jiang Huai.
The water in the bathhouse rippled, and the sun overhead was scorching hot, so much so that the two of them lay in the bathhouse for a long time without wanting to get up. The cool water seeped into their skin. Bai Li sat by the steps in the bathhouse, her white and tender little legs dangling, splashing large amounts of water.
Jiang Huai had promised to visit Wen Fufu that afternoon yesterday.
By the bathhouse, Bai Li had already transformed back into her usual form. The summer weather was excessively hot, and she had chosen a light summer dress. Beneath the black gauze skirt hem, her tender, long legs were hazy and glimpses of them could be seen. She was diligently combing her silver-white hair, but she always managed to tie it crookedly, until Jiang Huai came up behind her and tied it properly for her.
They went to Wen Fufu’s courtyard together, but after knocking for a while, there was no response. So Jiang Huai pushed the door open and walked in with Bai Li. However, as soon as his eyes scanned the surroundings and he called out Wen Fufu’s name, he suddenly heard a young girl’s scream.
His gaze followed the source of the light.
A porcelain-white girl stood under the shade of a tree, her skin completely bare. At this moment, one arm was shielding her chest, and the other hand was frantically covering her legs. Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting spots of light on her body, making her moist, snow-white skin appear translucent. Wen Fufu’s cheeks turned red, as if Jiang Huai’s sudden appearance had made her legs weak. Her knees bent slightly, and her body trembled uncontrollably. “You, you, you…”
Jiang Huai closed his eyes. It took him several seconds to recover. “Who goes around unclothed in the courtyard?”
“The weather was too hot, I was just bathing in the bathhouse…” Wen Fufu’s voice trembled with grievance, “Who comes in without knocking?”
“I did knock, but no one answered for a long time.”
“Fufu doesn’t cultivate much, so her hearing isn’t that good…” Wen Fufu replied with grievance, then she took a step with her white and tender little feet and ran hastily towards the room, mumbling softly as she ran, “You, you, you mustn’t open your eyes…”
Jiang Huai waited with his eyes closed for a while. Only then did he hear approaching footsteps. When he felt a finger poke his chest, he slowly opened his eyes.
Wen Fufu had already changed into a black dress. Her jet-black hair was still slightly damp. Her bright, dark pupils now seemed to be covered with a faint mist, and a hint of shy annoyance crept into them.
When Jiang Huai’s gaze fell upon her, Wen Fufu’s cheeks puffed out slightly, and her hands clenched into small pink fists, she punched Jiang Huai’s chest.
Seeing that Jiang Huai didn’t react, Wen Fufu raised her small fists and punched again. Jiang Huai looked at her helplessly, “What is it?”
“Apologize…” Wen Fufu’s voice was aggrieved.
“I’m sorry.”
Wen Fufu’s puffed cheeks then relaxed, and she sat back down under the shade of the tree in the courtyard. Bai Li was already playing with the cat again. Jiang Huai moved to another chair under the shade of the tree. On the table, there was still the Warm Jade Exquisite Melody that Jiang Huai had given her yesterday, along with some dried fruits. Wen Fufu picked up the kettle and brewed some tea. After pouring a cup for Jiang Huai, she leaned back on the lounge chair to cool off.
Her black dress was thin and slightly sheer, and her snow-white skin beneath seemed to be faintly visible. There should have been an undergarment below her dress, but because her skirt was too sheer, the outline and color of the undergarment were revealed. Jiang Huai was still a bit dazed, and a strange logic that Wen Fufu had mentioned earlier suddenly came to mind… If he had seen Wen Wanwan’s body, wouldn’t that also mean he had seen Wen Fufu’s body?
After pretending to read for a while, Wen Fufu suddenly put down the book and unexpectedly turned her face to look at Jiang Huai, who was staring at her. Her eyes were full of vigilance. “Brother-in-law, why are you staring at me?”
“Then what should I be doing?” Jiang Huai replied innocently.
“You can’t be thinking of weird things in your head, anyway.”
“Why do you assume I’m thinking of weird things again?”
“Because A Mumu said that men have despicable and dark thoughts when they see beautiful women.”
“Are you a beautiful woman then?”
“If you say I’m not beautiful, you’re saying my sister isn’t beautiful. I’m going to tell my sister.”
“…” Jiang Huai was speechless. Wen Fufu pinched a piece of watermelon from the table and brought it to his lips. Jiang Huai lowered his head and took a bite. The watermelon was sweet and juicy. But after he took a bite, Wen Fufu brought the same piece of watermelon to her own lips and ate it all, not leaving a bite for Jiang Huai.
“Why were you staring at me?” Wen Fufu, with her cheeks puffed out, looked at Jiang Huai innocently. “It was so expensive, I only bought a little less than half a piece.”
“Did you buy it from the Spirit Planting Garden?”
Wen Fufu nodded.
“Didn’t I just give you a thousand spirit stones last time? A spirit melon is less than one spirit stone, right?”
“But I also bought many beautiful dresses, small accessories, cute socks, and the complete collector’s edition of A Mumu’s trilogy from Ziyun Pavilion. I only have a little left.”
“I haven’t seen you wearing cute socks either.”
“Brother-in-law,” Wen Fufu’s lips suddenly curved into a smile. “You’ve revealed your fox tail, haven’t you?”
“Huh?”
“I just mentioned accessories and clothes, but Brother-in-law’s focus was on the socks. Who would normally care about a girl’s little socks?” Wen Fufu’s little feet nudged his leg, and then she tilted her head. “Does Brother-in-law want to see me wear them? And then get them dirty? Just like when you bully my sister?”
Jiang Huai suddenly realized he couldn’t refute it. His focus did seem a bit strange. He was just about to try to change the subject, but Wen Fufu continued to pester him. “Or is he already thinking about Fufu and older sister serving Brother-in-law together with our feet?”
Jiang Huai raised a finger to cover Wen Fufu’s lips. “Be quiet.”
Wen Fufu’s lips parted slightly, and the next moment, she gently took Jiang Huai’s finger into her delicate pink lips, her soft tongue playfully licking it. Her dark eyes held a youthful, clumsy charm.
Jiang Huai hastily withdrew his finger and then不满ly wiped it on the dress on Wen Fufu’s shoulder. Wen Fufu’s eyes widened. “Brother-in-law actually dislikes me for being dirty!”
Her eyes were both resentful and aggrieved. However, after a moment, Jiang Huai took out another spirit stone bill of one thousand denominations and placed it on the table. “Take this for pocket money, and be good.”
Wen Fufu’s grievance instantly disappeared. She picked up the spirit stone bill from the table and then innocently blinked at Jiang Huai. “What does it mean to be good?”
“It means…”
“Does it mean being obedient to Brother-in-law and letting Brother-in-law play with my little feet?”
“That’s enough…”
Seeing that Jiang Xiaohu was about to lose his temper, Wen Fufu suddenly shrank back. “Okay, okay, Fufu understands.”
She stared at the thousand-denomination spirit stone bill in her hand, already calculating how many beautiful new dresses and how many delicious snacks this would buy. She rarely left the courtyard, and her entire day consisted of basking in the sun, eating snacks, and reading books in the courtyard.
She lay on the chair and pondered for a long time how to spend the money. After a while, she sat up from the lounge chair and then innocently blinked at Jiang Huai. “I always feel like spending Brother-in-law’s money like this… isn’t very good.”
“It’s just a small amount of money, don’t worry about it.”
“Fufu feels guilty.” Wen Fufu said, then playfully lifted her little leg, her toes tapping on Jiang Huai’s knee. “Why don’t I let Brother-in-law play with my little feet? That way, I’ll feel at ease.”
“So what do you know after all?” Jiang Xiaohu was furious. He stood up from his chair. The next moment, Wen Fufu curled up on the lounge chair, hugging her knees tightly and lying back, almost shrinking into a ball, as if Jiang Huai couldn’t do anything to her this way.
“Bai Li.” Jiang Huai looked at Bai Li, who was still playing with the cat in the distance, and called out. Bai Li ran over with the cat. Jiang Huai leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words. Bai Li gave him a strange look. “Have you really become this perverted?”
“No, I just think it’s time to teach this girl a good lesson.”
“Then do it yourself. I don’t want to make anyone hate me.” Bai Li snorted and then ran off with the cat. Jiang Huai looked at Wen Fufu, who was currently curled up. Wen Fufu was quietly looking up at him, a small spark of cunning in her eyes making Jiang Huai’s teeth itch. She was constantly challenging Jiang Xiaohu’s sense of shame, and when she saw Jiang Xiaohu flustered, she was especially happy. However, as Jiang Huai approached, Wen Fufu truly began to feel uneasy.
“Brother-in-law, what are you doing… Wh-why are you taking out a rope… I’ll tell Older Sister… No, don’t… I know I was wrong… Brother-in-law is the best… Please don’t… Don’t hold it against Fufu, okay?”
Unfortunately, her struggles were to no avail.
Wen Fufu’s slender arms and legs had no strength whatsoever, and no amount of struggling could help. Her delicate waist was tied to the chair with a rope by Jiang Huai. Her slender, snow-white ankles were also bound tightly together with rope. Jiang Huai brought a chair and sat beside her, looking at the girl’s aggrieved and innocent appearance. Tears were welling up in Wen Fufu’s eyes, as if she would cry at any moment.
But Jiang Huai had a feeling that she was still secretly observing him, and there was a hint of playfulness deep in her eyes.
Jiang Huai took out a white feather and looked at Wen Fufu. “As long as you promise to be good from now on, we’ll let this slide.”
“Fufu will definitely be good. When has Fufu not been good in front of Brother-in-law?” Wen Fufu’s tone became soft and fawning again, but after a few seconds, she blinked innocently again. “But Brother-in-law tying me up like this to tickle me with a feather, isn’t it just to satisfy your perverted desires? If Brother-in-law likes it… Fufu can try to endure it, it’s not impossible.”
Her eyes blinked innocently, looking extremely naive.
Jiang Huai smiled at Wen Fufu. “So smart, you guessed it all.”
Saying that, he picked up the white feather and gently tickled the snow-white, tender soles of Wen Fufu’s feet. Soon, the girl’s uncontrollable laughter echoed through the courtyard. Wen Fufu tried to struggle at first, but her feet were tightly bound by the rope. Her toes curled up tightly, her arches bent, and she tried to arch her back, but her waist was tied to the chair. In just over ten breaths, she began to panic and beg for mercy.
“No, don’t… Fufu would rather Brother-in-law… spank her butt… Don’t tickle me anymore…” Tears were already welling up in Wen Fufu’s eyes.
“Will you listen to me in the future?”
Wen Fufu stared at Jiang Huai for a few seconds and replied with grievance, “Yes, I’ll listen to Brother-in-law.”
Jiang Huai let out a long sigh. Just when he thought he had won, Wen Fufu’s voice immediately changed. “As if! Perverted Brother-in-law, I’ll tell Older Sister when she gets back. You’re not educating Fufu, you’re clearly satisfying your own strange desires… Hmph, I’ll tell Older Sister all about Brother-in-law’s ugly face!”
“Oh.” Jiang Huai nodded thoughtfully.
He picked up the feather and approached Wen Fufu again. “Although I might have written this kind of strange plot in a book… You might think this scene is very lewd, but in reality, this is a very strict punishment.”
“Because I couldn’t control the scale, it seems you’re still not very good, so I’ll have to be a little stricter.”
Jiang Huai gently twirled the small feather in his hand. Wen Fufu on the chair began to laugh again. After another ten breaths, this time Wen Fufu truly began to beg for mercy. But Jiang Huai felt that in a few seconds, she would challenge his sense of shame again, so the feather spun on the girl’s sole for another ten seconds until…
He vaguely heard a “噗嗤” sound.
When he put away the feather, Wen Fufu on the chair bit her lip tightly, her cheeks flushed hot, and crystal clear water stains were dripping down the hem of her black dress.
Jiang Xiaohu was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the girl’s wet skirt hem. When he looked up and met Wen Fufu’s face, tears were streaming down her cheeks.
“I hate you…” Wen Fufu’s voice was filled with sobs.
The end!
Even though Jiang Huai had immediately leaned over to untie the rope from her, even though Jiang Huai’s mind was already filled with apologies, he was now beyond explanation. If he had been slightly in the right before because Wen Fufu was disobedient, now that Wen Fufu was crying, he was completely done for. There were still red marks on the girl’s ankles where the rope had been. Dragging her weak body, she curled back into a ball, hugged her knees, and began to cry.
“I was wrong… I confess… Should I let you tickle me back? Or you can punch me twice…? I’ll drop my defenses and let you hit me hard… Don’t cry…”
Finished, finished, finished, finished!
Jiang Huai was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, but he was helpless. Wen Fufu just kept crying, hugging her knees. Her sobbing sounds made Jiang Huai completely flustered. He looked helplessly at Bai Li, who was watching the spectacle with a playful smile, hands on her chest. Her lips mouthed, “Serves you right.”
“My dear great-aunt… I’m a pervert, I’m a beast, I’m a bastard, I’m guilty, I repent. Don’t be angry anymore, okay? Let Sister Bai Li take you to bathe first?”
As soon as bathing was mentioned, Wen Fufu raised her head, bit her lip, and stared at him intently. Her cheeks were covered in crystal tears. “Does… watching Fufu in such an embarrassing state… sound fun…?”
“It’s all my fault. I didn’t expect Fufu to be so…”
“Are you blaming Fufu then?” Wen Fufu’s voice became increasingly aggrieved, and the small pearls fell more torrentially. Jiang Xiaohu immediately smacked himself on the head. “Of course not, of course not. It’s my fault. I’m a pervert, I’m a bastard, I’m a pig…”
“Fufu doesn’t accept this kind of apology that’s used to coax children…”
“Then what do you want… I’ll do whatever you say…” Jiang Huai was on the verge of tears.
Wen Fufu’s lips pouted slightly, and she turned her face away.
“You… wash me clean… Don’t… don’t say I’m dirty…”
“That won’t do,” Jiang Xiaohu replied immediately.
The next second, Wen Fufu hugged her knees and continued to cry. Jiang Huai ignored anything else he said. Jiang Huai looked at Bai Li, but Bai Li only seemed to be gloating, laughing joyfully.
Indeed, human joys and sorrows are not shared.
“Let’s go bathe, alright? I’ll wash you clean…”
“Carry me.” Wen Fufu looked up, her eyes fixed on him. Jiang Huai had no choice but to step in front of her and let her get up and cling to him. Her snow-white legs wrapped tightly around his waist, and her hands held his neck tightly.
“Now you’re dirty too!” Wen Fufu glared down and bit his neck fiercely.
“Not dirty, not dirty. Fufu smells so nice.” After a moment of hesitation, Jiang Huai held Wen Fufu and walked towards the bathhouse.
