Jiang Huai was left speechless by Mu Yao’s retort for a moment.
But as he thought about it, he suddenly felt that Mu Yao’s words didn’t seem unreasonable. It was precisely because he had repeatedly mentioned to Mu Yao that his so-called liking was a mere illusion that would fade after the passion cooled down. If Mu Yao didn’t want to admit her own foolishness, she would continue to bicker with him, to the point where she would eventually fool herself.
This thought made Jiang Huai chuckle, feeling amused at himself.
“Since you’ve realized this, doesn’t that mean you admit that passion will gradually disappear?” Jiang Huai was still trying to reason with her, but the young girl in front of him straightened her waist even more. At seventeen or eighteen, her waist was like a tender willow branch. The fullness in her chest was hidden beneath the satin of her skirt hem. While it wasn’t excessively prominent, it was still round and full.
“You’re such a strange person,” Mu Yao blinked her eyelashes lightly. “Even if passion disappears later, does that mean the liking right now is fake?”
“Then if it will disappear eventually, what’s the point of it being real right now?”
“If you also liked me, then it might not disappear. You’re such a blockhead.” Mu Yao stated this with righteous indignation. Jiang Huai thought for a long time, but suddenly he didn’t know how to refute her.
Perhaps it was just a difference in perspective, but he didn’t care much anymore. He simply said softly, “Go back to sleep. I’m leaving first.”
“In two more days, the Eastern Region Grand Competition will be over. I want you to stay with me a little longer.”
“But I don’t want to.”
“Then give me a reason for refusing.”
“You’re too noisy.”
“I can also be very quiet,” Mu Yao’s voice became light again. She looked at him with innocent eyes. Jiang Huai became even more speechless. Mu Yao’s body leaned closer again, “Last time I touched your body, don’t you want to touch mine?”
Jiang Huai immediately shook his head like a rattle drum.
“How strange, your eyes just told me you clearly wanted to. What are you refusing for? Are you afraid of your wife?” Mu Yao let out an undisguised laugh.
“Because I…”
“Because you’re a gentleman? Tsk, you’re clearly saying one thing and thinking another, being so secretive and awkward.” Mu Yao took his hand without further ado and walked into the courtyard, then firmly closed the door.
At this moment, only the two of them were left in the courtyard. Jiang Huai didn’t understand what else she wanted to say, but he felt that if some things weren’t made clear, they would easily become trouble later on. He had always hated trouble and never wanted to draw a second knife if a matter could be resolved with a single cut.
But as soon as they reached the courtyard, Mu Yao’s hand gently grasped her skirt hem. She kept rolling up the hem until her slender and delicate legs beneath were fully exposed to the light.
Strictly speaking, Mu Yao wasn’t tall; she was rather petite. However, her body proportions were just right, so her snow-white legs gave the impression of being long. Her legs were full of youthful slenderness and tenderness. Her smooth, fair skin had a faint hint of delicate pink, straight and lustrous, without a single blemish, as smooth as if coated with a layer of pearl powder.
“Do you really not want to touch?” She blinked her innocent eyes at Jiang Huai again.
Jiang Huai was about to refuse when Mu Yao spoke again, “Refusing me is just to satisfy your smug sense of being a pretend gentleman, right? Clearly, as a normal man, you should want to touch it…”
As Mu Yao spoke, she sat down on the chair. Her skirt had already been rolled up to her waist. Her slender, white legs crossed beneath the skirt hem. Her white silk-clad feet, wrapped in white lace stockings, dangled gently. She looked at Jiang Huai innocently, her jet-black eyes now showing an inexplicable clarity.
Jiang Huai didn’t see any lust in her eyes, but her words just now were so strange. He subconsciously wanted to refute Mu Yao, but he couldn’t find anything to say for a moment.
It seemed he had never intended to persuade anyone. When perspectives differed, he never forced them.
“You’re the strange one,” Jiang Huai said slowly.
“But because I’m still very young, anything I do shouldn’t be considered strange, right? Do I have to be like those pedantic adults who have to follow established rules to be considered smart? If being sensible means being timid, then I don’t want to be sensible.”
Mu Yao’s slender, white legs swayed gently again, like silver fish swimming in water. Her eyes again emitted an expectant invitation, as if saying, “Come and touch me quickly, it’s soft and smooth.” But she said nothing, just looked at Jiang Huai innocently and clearly.
This made Jiang Huai unable to distinguish whether he or Mu Yao was the strange one. Perhaps alcohol had affected his judgment.
Jiang Huai withdrew his gaze and turned around. “I’m going back first.”
His footsteps were hurried, but after a few steps, he seemed to hear Mu Yao’s disdainful sneer from behind him. “Tsk, you coward.”
Jiang Huai’s steps immediately froze. As soon as he turned his head, he saw that Mu Yao’s leg crease was now adorned with white lace underwear. Her expression was still that of naive innocence. Her skirt had fallen down a bit, covering her snow-white thighs completely. She looked at Jiang Huai, a mocking smile suddenly appearing on her face. “You can go back. I won’t keep you.”
She brought her fingertips to her lips and bit them lightly. Looking at Jiang Huai, the disdainful mockery in her eyes became even more apparent. “You’re so timid, and boring, pretending, being all fidgety, not fun at all. I really don’t know why Xu Qing likes a hypocrite like you, or why someone like you has two beautiful Dao Companions.”
Jiang Huai forced a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “I’m truly sorry.”
“Do you have to apologize even when you’re being mocked?” Mu Yao tilted her head. “Tsk… you should leave quickly.”
Even though he knew that Mu Yao’s words were a form of provocation, an inexplicable flame burned fiercely in his chest. He suddenly realized that no matter how playful or troublesome Wen Fufu was, he had never truly been angry. This was because, no matter what, Fufu truly considered him important in her heart. She only acted out because she wanted attention. But Mu Yao in front of him seemed to be purely looking for fun… talking incessantly, just for the pleasure of seeing him flustered.
“Then, according to you, I should teach you a good lesson, right?” Jiang Huai walked towards Mu Yao step by step, but Mu Yao just tilted her head. “What? You know it’s a provocation and you still fall for it, how stupid. Or is it that you still have lingering desires deep down? Tsk… I’ll only feel disappointed if you really leave. You clearly know that too, yet you still hooked the bait.”
“If I leave like this, I’ll be tossing and turning unhappily for a long time. It will be hard to end this without teaching you a good lesson,” Jiang Huai grabbed Mu Yao’s shoulders and lifted her body with ease, like picking up a disobedient cat. But Mu Yao neither struggled nor resisted, her jet-black eyes just stared at him innocently.
Jiang Huai sat down on the chair, and her body was forced to rest on him. Jiang Huai let down her skirt hem and then slapped her fiercely.
Occasionally, he and Qingyu would have such bedroom intimacy, but he had never been too violent. However, facing Mu Yao at this moment, it was indeed his most violent instance.
The system in his ear had been dinging non-stop. It seemed he was truly irritated.
【You are not a true gentleman, but merely wear a mask from time to time. The morals you uphold are always different from those of the world. In reality, you have flexible bottom lines, your own desires, and you have been despicable and selfish. You are very clear about this point, but you normally play the role of a gentleman.】
【Originally, you never felt unpleasant. It wasn’t until today that Mu Yao’s words made you utterly exasperated. Her liking for you originated from her dissipating sense of pain, a sense of newness and unfamiliarity, from your momentary tenderness, from your face, from the uncertainty of not knowing you, or perhaps from many more unknown emotions. Love has always been the most complex proposition for humanity.】
【But what does this have to do with you, the despicable Jiang Xiaohu? Such a contemptible woman who makes you unhappy should be taught a good lesson.】
【Tame Mu Yao until she obediently surrenders and begs for mercy.】
【Mission Reward: High-level Experience Scroll * 3.】
As the slap landed, a muffled sound came from Mu Yao, but her cheeks remained smiling. She raised her head and looked at Jiang Huai, her eyes still carrying a hint of mockery. “How does it feel?”
“The feel is good,” Jiang Huai blinked at her innocently.
“Then slap a few more times,” Mu Yao just smiled, her eyes looking at him sinisterly. She even adjusted her posture to lie down obediently, as if ready to be punished. At this moment, Jiang Huai suddenly understood that obtaining that system reward might not be as simple as it seemed.
Mu Yao in front of him didn’t seem like someone who would easily surrender and beg for mercy.
Several more slaps fell, but only muffled groans came from Mu Yao, nothing more. Her skin turned a faint pink, like slowly blooming peach petals, but she still didn’t make a sound. There wasn’t even a hint of humiliation in her eyes.
“You seem to really like this feeling,” Mu Yao suddenly murmured softly.
“Do I?”
“The feeling of holding someone in your hand and kneading them wantonly… You say you’re venting, but it’s not entirely like that, is it? I thought you would always be timid. Just now you were calling yourself pure and chaste, a gentleman, and now you’re taking pleasure in my body. Haha… are you only daring to hit me through my clothes?”
Jiang Huai unfastened the underwear from her leg crease as a matter of course, crumpled it into a ball, and stuffed it into her mouth before delivering another slap. This time, the world became quiet, but after the muffled sounds, he still saw those disdainful eyes.
The disdain in those eyes suddenly made him feel an indescribable anger. After a moment, he lifted her skirt hem. This time, red marks appeared on Mu Yao’s fair skin, but Mu Yao still didn’t speak. Until Jiang Huai removed the underwear that was blocking her lips, Mu Yao just looked at him playfully, “If this isn’t interesting enough, do you want me to tie me to a tree and whip me severely?”
“Now, in my eyes, you’re much more fun than when you were pretending to be a gentleman.”
Her pupils showed a hint of adoration, and the corners of her delicate pink lips curled up.
“I just like to see you like this.”
