Jiang Huai slowly reached out and gently embraced Chu Xianning’s slender waist.
At this moment, he felt a dreamlike sense of unreality. Chu Xianning’s slender waist was so soft. Normally, he would have started to seriously feel the plumpness in his hands, but there were more important things at hand.
Chu Xianning’s delicate pink tongue was soft and smooth, like jelly, tender and sweet like dew. But she was clumsy. Fortunately, Jiang Huai was skilled. Gradually, his hands climbed to Chu Xianning’s back, gently caressing her hair. Chu Xianning still did not retreat, as if competing with Jiang Huai. It wasn’t until Jiang Huai flipped over and swept Chu Xianning into his arms that he kissed her greedily and unrestrainedly. Chu Xianning’s body was held so tightly by him.
He could feel Chu Xianning’s breath on his cheek and the tickle of her eyelashes brushing against him. When he quietly opened his eyes, Chu Xianning’s cheeks were flushed crimson, her eyelashes trembling slightly. The world seemed to become so chaotic, and all light and shadow suddenly became blurred. Jiang Huai suddenly wished that time would slow down indefinitely, slower and slower, freezing into eternity.
After a long, long time, when Chu Xianning finally couldn’t help but push him away, their lips were still connected by a thin strand of silver. Her eyes were hazy and charming, completely devoid of their former coldness.
Jiang Huai wanted to engrave this scene deeply into his mind, but the Master before him had already changed her expression. She glared at him fiercely, then quickly stood up, turned her back to Jiang Huai, and used a handkerchief to wipe away the water stains from her lips.
When she turned around again, Jiang Huai was already licking his lips with his tongue. Annoyance and shame instantly flooded her mind. She wanted to say something, but Jiang Huai looked at her cautiously and said, “Master, I’ve messed things up.”
Chu Xianning’s attention was drawn to him, and she asked coldly, “What?”
“In that case, I don’t think it’s a question of three months or a few months anymore.”
“What?”
“In that case, I’ll want to kiss you every day, hold you every day, and every day…”
“Then I’ll expel you from the sect.”
Jiang Huai obediently shut his mouth and covered his lips with his hand. His last sentence was full of grievance, “I’ll try not to.”
Chu Xianning didn’t know what else to say. She turned her face away. Her eyes seemed indifferent, but the blush on her cheeks became increasingly beautiful. Jiang Huai dared not look directly into Chu Xianning’s eyes, so he secretly peeked at her. He felt his heart melting little by little.
It wasn’t until the sound of knocking came from outside the courtyard that he and Chu Xianning reacted almost simultaneously, like cats whose tails had been stepped on, a hint of panic appearing on their faces. Chu Xianning looked towards the courtyard and asked, “Who?”
“It’s me,” Luo Yueguan’s lazy voice sounded.
“What are you doing here again?”
“I have nothing to do, so I came to chat with you. I heard Jiang Huai is also with you? Open the door…”
“Wait a moment.”
“Huh? Why wait a moment?” Luo Yueguan’s voice held a trace of suspicion.
Chu Xianning smoothed the wrinkles of her dress and glanced coldly at Jiang Huai. Jiang Huai immediately understood, sat on a chair, looking like an innocent and well-behaved gentleman. The door opened, and Luo Yueguan, dressed in a black Qipao, walked in.
This sleeveless Qipao, with its black pine burned velvet fabric and pine flower embroidery, perfectly outlined her figure. Her eyes still held a trace of suspicion. She first glanced at Chu Xianning, whose brows were cold and aloof, as if nothing had happened. Then she looked at Jiang Huai, who was still sitting there like an innocent baby, looking as well-behaved as possible.
“What were you two doing just now?” Luo Yueguan tilted her head. Her intuition told her that there was a slight anomaly in the scene before her, but she couldn’t pinpoint it for a moment.
“I was practicing movement techniques with Master.”
Jiang Huai answered first and then looked at Luo Yueguan. “Why are you here?”
“As I said, I have nothing to do.” Luo Yueguan sat on the chair next to Jiang Huai. Instantly, her snow-white legs under the Qipao were lazily crossed again. She didn’t mind her fair skin being seen by Jiang Huai through the slit of the Qipao. Her eyes, however, quietly scanned Chu Xianning again. Chu Xianning’s expression was still cold and aloof, but she felt that Chu Xianning’s earlobes seemed to be faintly flushed pink.
The courtyard suddenly fell into an awkward silence. No one spoke, they just sat there quietly.
Perhaps Chu Xianning was feeling guilty, while Jiang Huai was still savoring the fragrant and rich touch of their lips. Luo Yueguan looked from Chu Xianning to Jiang Huai, always feeling that something was very strange.
“You weren’t doing something… shameful in the courtyard just now, were you?”
When she asked this, Luo Yueguan first looked at Chu Xianning’s reaction. Jiang Huai was precocious and usually hid his thoughts very carefully, but Chu Xianning was different. Chu Xianning was not good at lying.
When Luo Yueguan caught a trace of guilt in Chu Xianning’s eyes, she immediately confirmed her guess. But even though she knew she had guessed correctly, if she said anything now, Chu Xianning would deny it, and might even fly into a rage.
So she just rubbed her belly and looked at Jiang Huai. “I’m hungry. Go make some pastries.”
Jiang Huai obediently got up and headed to the kitchen. Chu Xianning and Luo Yueguan were left in the courtyard. The kitchen was quite far away, so whatever they said, Jiang Huai couldn’t hear.
Luo Yueguan hugged her arms, her eyes becoming playful and curious. “So what exactly were you doing in the courtyard just now?”
“Practicing movement techniques.”
“You can’t fool me. Your face turns red when you lie. Didn’t you know that, Chu Xianning?”
Although Chu Xianning’s expression was still cold, her cheeks did seem to have a slight pink blush. She stubbornly insisted, “I’m not lying.”
“Could it be that you were hugging each other?” Luo Yueguan began to probe Chu Xianning’s reaction through her words. Seeing Chu Xianning’s guilt deepen in her eyes, she covered her mouth and pretended to be surprised, “Or… did you kiss?”
Chu Xianning glared at her angrily. “Don’t talk nonsense!”
Luo Yueguan just smiled innocently and stared at Chu Xianning for a few seconds. Although Chu Xianning pretended to be calm, her flushed cheeks and trembling eyelashes showed that she was lying at that moment.
But Luo Yueguan knew Chu Xianning’s personality well. When she wanted to be stubborn, she would be stubborn to the end. There was no point in asking further, so she just gave Chu Xianning a meaningful look. “Just do what you like. I was just curious, it’s okay if you don’t want to say.”
Chu Xianning stopped speaking and looked at the tree in the courtyard.
At this moment, her body was still a bit weak and soft. Her heart had been pounding wildly in her chest. When she was young, she thought she would be alone forever, never to be embraced by anyone, never to fall in love with anyone. But life is unpredictable, and fate is capricious. No one can predict what the future holds.
But when she recalled the taste of their lips and tongues touching earlier, her heart trembled slightly again.
After a while, Jiang Huai came back with pastries. Luo Yueguan picked up a piece of pastry and brought it to her lips, taking a small bite. Then she looked at Jiang Huai with disgust. “Did you put almonds in it?”
“Just a little.”
“I don’t like it. You eat it.” She put the bitten pastry to Jiang Huai’s lips. Jiang Huai didn’t mind and took a bite, looking innocent.
Luo Yueguan’s legs were still lazily crossed. Under her Qipao, she wore a pair of gilded floral brocade sandals. Her fair and tender toes were completely exposed and swaying gently, looking not at all dignified, but inexplicably exuding a lazy charm.
Although her appearance was very similar to Luo Qingyu’s, her temperament was almost completely different.
“Are you confident about tomorrow’s battle?” Luo Yueguan glanced at Jiang Huai, showing no particular worry, and just asked casually.
“One hundred percent,” Jiang Huai replied softly.
So Luo Yueguan didn’t ask further. Instead, she turned to ask Chu Xianning, wondering which color of nail polish she had bought from Ziyun Pavilion looked better. One was a light lotus root pink, and the other was moon white, both light colors. Chu Xianning hesitated for a moment and chose the moon white.
Then Luo Yueguan looked at Jiang Huai. “Which one do you think looks better?”
“Lotus root pink, I think Master suits moon white more.”
“Then you paint it on me.” Luo Yueguan smiled, staring at Jiang Huai without blinking. She seemed to be certain that Jiang Huai would refuse, so she added, “Paint mine first, and then I’ll let you paint for your Master.”
Surprisingly, Chu Xianning didn’t interject or object at this moment. Jiang Huai hesitated for a moment, then took a chair to Luo Yueguan’s side. Luo Yueguan lazily stretched out her legs. Jiang Huai grabbed her ankle, took off her shoe, and placed it neatly aside. Then he began to carefully apply nail polish to her.
Her skin was already as fair as milk, and she could easily carry off any color. Luo Yueguan lay lazily, holding a pastry in her hand, her cheeks puffed out. Jiang Huai, holding her ankle, carefully applied nail polish to her. After finishing, Luo Yueguan lifted her slender white leg high, her toes wiggling slightly. Then, a smile curved her lips. “Hmph, your technique is not bad. Go paint it for your Master.”
Jiang Huai innocently came to Chu Xianning’s side. Chu Xianning turned her face away. “I don’t want it.”
“Oh my, your Master is just shy. As long as you hold her ankle, she’ll obediently listen. Will she kick you?” Luo Yueguan said from the side. Chu Xianning turned her head, just about to give Luo Yueguan a displeased look, when Luo Yueguan spoke again, “Let’s paint together. If we don’t find something to do, I can’t help my curiosity. If I can’t help my curiosity, I’ll want to ask all sorts of questions…”
Chu Xianning gritted her teeth slightly. Finally, she reluctantly raised her slender white leg. Jiang Huai brought a chair and sat opposite her. Chu Xianning placed her fair and tender feet on his lap, and Jiang Huai began to meticulously apply nail polish to his Master. Chu Xianning appeared to have a cold and stern expression, but Luo Yueguan intentionally leaned close to her and whispered playfully in her ear, “Chu Xianning.”
“What?”
“Your face is so red.”
“No…” Chu Xianning’s voice was already trembling slightly.
