Chapter 293: Summer Night
Jiang Huai opened his eyes.
Chu Xianning was still sitting there as if nothing had happened. Her eyes were so innocent, and the blush on her cheeks seemed to be merely the lingering effect of alcohol. For an instant, Jiang Huai wondered if he had imagined it, but the sensation on his lips was so real.
So, he extended his tongue and gently licked his lips.
Chu Xianning dangled her legs, and the pool water from the cold spring splashed onto him.
“I’m going to sleep,” Chu Xianning stood up. Water droplets still fell from her wet dress, but after a moment, her spiritual energy dried them, making it light and airy again. Jiang Huai watched her slender back. “Didn’t you say you couldn’t sleep due to insomnia?”
“I’ll fall asleep if I lie down for a while longer.”
“I mean… do you want to hear a story?” Jiang Huai stood up and followed Chu Xianning. Chu Xianning didn’t refuse, so he could reasonably follow her into the room. After entering, Jiang Huai sat on a chair and said with a serious expression, “I’ve already closed my eyes.”
“What?”
“Master can take off your clothes. I promise I won’t peek,” Jiang Huai said, covering his eyes with his hands. Although it sounded reasonable, Chu Xianning felt an inexplicable awkwardness.
Soon, Jiang Huai heard the sound of her clothes being gently placed on the table. He perked up his ears. Chu Xianning didn’t seem to have sat on the bed yet. Gradually, Jiang Huai seemed to hear the sound of her taking off her underwear and placing it on the table as well.
Was Chu Xianning, standing before him now, completely unclothed?
His mind suddenly began to conjure images of sensual and alluring scenes. But if he were to quietly open his eyes now, would the drunken Chu Xianning notice?
Unfortunately, he didn’t know that Chu Xianning was standing right in front of him, staring intently at his hands covering his eyes, not blinking. If he harbored the slightest desire to peek, she would punish him severely.
“Are you done yet?” Jiang Huai’s voice trembled slightly.
“I’m picking out a nightgown,” Chu Xianning said indifferently.
After another long while, Chu Xianning finally spoke softly, “I’m done.”
Jiang Huai opened his eyes.
Chu Xianning had changed into a black, low-cut slip nightgown. Her **jet-black hair** cascaded down. The waist of the nightgown was hollowed out with a tie, and when she turned slightly, her **slender waist** was visible. Her **back** was largely exposed, revealing a lot of **snow-white and tender skin**. Below her slender waist, her **snow buttocks** were wrapped by the tight nightgown, making the curves incredibly alluring.
He had almost never seen Chu Xianning wear such a **seductive** dress. After a moment, he realized that this must have been a gift from Luo Yueguan. Chu Xianning would never buy such a dress herself, much less wear it, but now she was standing before him in it.
Master has me in her heart, hehehehehe.
Chu Xianning stood by the **bedside**, the **skirt hem** barely covering half of her **thighs**. Her **legs** below the hem were **porcelain white** and **slender and long**. Jiang Huai felt like he was about to faint. He wanted to wipe his drool, but he was afraid of looking too undignified. It was only when Chu Xianning sat on the **bed** and crossed her **legs** under the **skirt hem** that he noticed.
Huh!
This pose was even more seductive.
Usually, Chu Xianning sat in a prim and proper manner most of the time. Only those from Luo Yueguan would slouch with their **legs** crossed like this. Now, the drunken Chu Xianning had learned it too. Chu Xianning’s **white and tender little feet** were slightly raised. Her **delicate pink** and **snow-white jade feet** were **white** with a hint of **pink**, soft and small. Jiang Huai’s mind flashed back to the last time he had fiercely, and very excessively, licked Chu Xianning’s **white and tender little feet** for a long, long time.
Chu Xianning crossed her **arms** and looked at him lazily for a moment, then suddenly said coldly, “Thinking of licking them again?”
“No, no, no, no, no! You’re slandering me again! When did I say I wanted to lick them? When did I say it?!”
But in Jiang Huai’s mind, he was thinking: I really want to touch, I really want to kiss, I really want to see Chu Xianning’s blushing **cheeks**, I really want to see the look of disdain and **shyness** in her **eyes**, I really, really want to.
“You really don’t want to?” Chu Xianning looked at him innocently.
Jiang Huai felt a strange intuition arise in his **heart** at this moment. Could it be that if he nodded now, Chu Xianning would fulfill his small wish? No… Jiang Huai, you’re not that kind of perverted guy! Endure! Endure! You can’t, you can’t agree, you can’t!
“I want to.”
The next second, Jiang Huai blurted it out.
Jiang Huai was not sitting far from Chu Xianning, so when he said “I want to,” Chu Xianning slowly raised one of her **slender, snow-white legs**. Jiang Huai’s **heartbeat** began to pound. Could it be that Chu Xianning was going to show him great mercy and reward him generously again today? The happiness came too suddenly, and he was still a bit at a loss. It was only when Chu Xianning’s **toes** touched his chin, lifting his entire **face**, forcing him to look at the ceiling, that he heard Chu Xianning’s cold laugh, “Just thinking about it is enough.”
“You lied,” Jiang Huai replied aggrievedly.
But Chu Xianning’s **toes** slid down his **throat**, down his Adam’s apple, down his **neck**, his **clavicle**, his **lower abdomen**. Chu Xianning said indifferently, “I never said you could.”
“And another thing,” Chu Xianning suddenly said, her **white and tender toes** moving down a little more. It was almost an **instant** before she stepped, through the fabric, on the purple-bruised Jiang Xiaohu.
“No evil thoughts allowed.”
The heat transmitted through the fabric from her **sole** made Chu Xianning, already tipsy, feel a hint of **shy annoyance**. But she tried her best to keep her tone casual. Jiang Huai trembled all over, and Chu Xianning instantly retracted her **white and tender foot**, as if she had been burned like a cat.
Jiang Huai was so toyed with by Chu Xianning that he had no strength to **resist**. He could only look at Chu Xianning with aggrieved **eyes**. The little **demon** in Chu Xianning’s **heart** seemed to particularly enjoy this process. But Jiang Huai opened his mouth the **next** second and deliberately started to tease, “Just one lick, just one, Master is the best.”
The **next** second, Chu Xianning was filled with an indescribable **shy annoyance**. “You damn dog!”
Jiang Huai blinked innocently. “Master seduced me first.”
“Seduced?” The word made Chu Xianning like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. But her first reaction was guilt, so she turned her face away. “It was a test, and you failed it yourself.”
“Wouldn’t anyone fail such a test?”
“Your preferences are perverted, vulgar, you damn dog.”
“Who said that? My preferences are perfectly normal. I’m just settling for the next best thing because I can’t get what I want.”
“So?”
“I actually wanted to kiss Master’s **lips**… But Master refused, so I wanted to…”
Chu Xianning’s **shoulders** suddenly became extremely stiff. She looked at Jiang Huai with some surprise. Perhaps she had never expected Jiang Huai to say this so righteously. Her **eyelashes** trembled slightly. “You’re finally saying it?”
“Since Master wouldn’t let me kiss anyway, it’s better not to say it,” Jiang Huai mumbled.
Chu Xianning looked at him seriously for several seconds before moving to lie down on the **bed**. She pulled the **quilt** tightly around herself, exposing only her **head**. She turned on her side to look at him and suddenly let out a soft laugh. “You know that’s good.”
“Master isn’t angry even though I said that?” Jiang Huai scratched his head. In the past, when he said such things, Chu Xianning would have been as annoyed as a cat with its tail stepped on.
“If you didn’t say it, I wouldn’t know?” Chu Xianning glanced at him sideways, her **voice** cold.
“Then, can Master give me a small hint, if there’s a chance to kiss in the future?”
“No.”
She answered “no,” not “never,” so Jiang Huai was relieved.
He moved his **chair** and leaned closer to Chu Xianning. He wanted to reach out and help her cover herself completely with the **quilt**, as her **white and tender little feet** were exposed, and he was afraid they would get cold.
But as his hand approached, he couldn’t help but gently stroke them, starting to toy with Chu Xianning’s **slender jade feet**. Unexpectedly, Chu Xianning didn’t show any **shy annoyance**, nor did she make a sound. Her **eyes** were just staring at him, that’s all.
It was as if it was some kind of compensation for him. I won’t let you lick them, but you can touch them for a while.
Indeed, people’s temperaments are all about compromise. If you want to open a window, you have to tell everyone you want to push down a wall.
Jiang Huai only extended one **hand**. After touching one **white and tender little foot**, he wanted to touch the other. Chu Xianning calmly reminded him by his **ear**, “Tell a story.”
Chu Xianning extinguished the **firefly stones** in the room, leaving only the cold moonlight. He looked into Chu Xianning’s **eyes** and began to continue the story softly. While telling the story, his **hand** was still playing with Chu Xianning’s **slender jade feet**. The slippery **touch** made him reluctant to let go. Once he started, he didn’t want to stop, and thus, the story he told tonight was exceptionally long.
“I don’t want to listen anymore,” Chu Xianning’s **voice** seemed to contain a hint of gritted teeth. “You should go back.”
“Oh…” Jiang Huai nodded **obediently**. For some reason, he felt that the **flower fragrance** in the room had become a bit stronger. But he was reluctant to leave and wanted to linger a little longer. Suddenly, he thought of something extremely rebellious.
“Master, I just thought of something.”
“What?”
“I’m just saying it casually, I absolutely have no such thoughts. Don’t hit me when I say it, Master.”
“Oh.”
“I found a way to dual cultivate that’s an alternative to the Flower Spirit Physique…” Jiang Huai scratched his head and mumbled softly.
“What is it?” Chu Xianning was stunned, then immediately asked.
“I swear I absolutely have no such thoughts, Master. I’m just saying it, don’t be angry, Master.”
“You say it.”
“Master must know… women with the Flower Spirit Physique secrete **nectar** when they are aroused, right?” Jiang Huai’s **voice** was cautious, but Chu Xianning’s **eyes** flashed with a **shy annoyance** that made her want to kill.
“Yes,” she gritted her teeth and nodded.
“It’s just that… you only need to personally collect the nectar three times to achieve the same effect as dual cultivation with the Flower Spirit Physique.”
Chu Xianning’s **voice** became increasingly gritted. “Why does it need to be ‘personally’ collected?”
Jiang Huai had a bitter look on his **face**. His damned system had assigned him this **mission**. What could he do? He could only make up a reason, “Only nectar collected personally is effective.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“I’m not lying to Master. How could I dare lie to Master… but I’m really just saying it, I’ve never had such thoughts.”
“You don’t have them, or you’re afraid to?” Chu Xianning sneered.
“Of course it’s…” Jiang Huai blinked guiltily. “Master knows, so why ask me?”
“Get out.”
“So fierce… I didn’t ask Master for nectar, and Master is still fierce with me.”
“I’m annoyed just seeing you,” Chu Xianning grabbed the **quilt** and tightly wrapped her **head**.
“Then I’ll go… Sleep well, Master. Goodnight.” Jiang Huai stood up and left Chu Xianning’s **courtyard**.
Long after he left, Chu Xianning’s **body** finally emerged from the **quilt**. She sat by the **bed** and gently grabbed the **skirt hem** with her fingertips, lifting it slightly. She lowered her **head**.
The wicked disciple had been toying with her **white and tender little feet** in various ways while telling the story just now. She had to bite her **lips** and endure it for a long, long time. Even though she didn’t want to believe it or admit it, dew was slowly dripping from the petals.
This was what Jiang Huai wanted.
But Chu Xianning dared not ask him in detail how he would collect it. If it were just like today, three times might not be unacceptable. But if the wicked disciple wanted to use his **tongue** again… She suddenly remembered the time she was angry with the wicked disciple and said it was a punishment, but in fact, she was severely tormented by his **tongue tip**. That time, she had to clamp her **legs** tightly together, and later, when she went to the **bathhouse** alone, her **legs** were already soaked with dew.
