“Brother Jiang Huai looks a bit strange,” Luo Qingyu said, leaning on the table and staring at Jiang Huai with curious eyes.
“Don’t you think… something is wrong?”
“What’s wrong?” Luo Qingyu stared at Jiang Huai for a few more seconds, then suddenly seemed to remember something. She tilted her head up slightly, “It’s fine, Mother occasionally spies on what we do, so it shouldn’t be too awkward then.”
“Wait, what did you say?”
“Mother can perceive what’s happening around me through my eyes,” Luo Qingyu said calmly. But it wasn’t just Jiang Huai who was stunned; Luo Yueguan was too.
She often did that, but she didn’t realize Luo Qingyu could sense it, so her eyes were now filled with panic, just like Luo Qingyu’s confusion.
Yet Luo Qingyu still looked innocent and puzzled, “So why does Brother Jiang Huai have such a strange expression?”
“Don’t you find it strange, Qingyu?”
“What’s strange about it?”
“Let’s start with… your Mother spying on us…”
“I guess Mother wants to learn secretly because she’s afraid she won’t know anything when it’s time for dual cultivation?”
Before Jiang Huai could ask further, Luo Yueguan interrupted, “Qingyu, why didn’t you say so earlier… You, you knew…”
Her eyes were increasingly guilty, but Luo Qingyu turned to look at her, “There’s no need to intentionally say it, is there? Mother might feel ashamed too? But I understand Mother’s feelings. A few days before preparing for dual cultivation with Brother Jiang Huai, I looked at so many erotic paintings, but I always worried I wouldn’t do well. But it’s okay… Brother Jiang Huai will teach me patiently.”
Compared to Jiang Huai, Luo Yueguan probably wished she could dig a hole and disappear. A blush spread across her fair cheeks. Now it was time for Jiang Huai’s question. He looked at Luo Qingyu in front of him, “Then, Qingyu, don’t you feel awkward?”
“But this is to rebuild Brother Jiang Huai’s Qi Sea. Even if it’s a little awkward, it’s okay for me,” Luo Qingyu’s voice was soft and slow, with a hint of innocence, “If Mother is willing, I won’t object either. I’ll keep it a secret for Mother and Brother Jiang Huai.”
“I… I am not willing.” Jiang Huai stammered.
“Why won’t Brother Jiang Huai agree?” Luo Qingyu looked at Jiang Huai’s eyes in confusion, leaning closer and staring at him without blinking, “Is it because you don’t like Mother?”
“Yes!” Jiang Huai nodded, relieved.
Although he seemed to have the protagonist template of a harem novel, he firmly believed that… some things could only be done with someone you liked. Perhaps because he held this belief, he remained a virgin until his death in his previous life.
“But this is for treatment. Brother Jiang Huai, you shouldn’t be too willful.” Luo Qingyu reached out and gently pinched Jiang Huai’s face. She leaned even closer, her beautiful eyes bright and gentle, “Even Elder Sister Wanwan and Elder Sister Bai Li probably wouldn’t be angry if they knew, so what are you still worrying about?”
“I…”
Jiang Huai suddenly realized that he couldn’t explain this clearly.
He had initially thought Luo Qingyu was feigning innocence with her slyness to trick him into something, but now he suddenly realized that Luo Qingyu might genuinely think this way. It wasn’t that Luo Qingyu had a problem; it was simply… Jiang Huai still had his twenty years of memories from his previous life. Some beliefs were fundamentally different.
In Luo Qingyu’s eyes, his dual cultivation with Luo Yueguan was purely for treatment, not for carnal pleasure. She could trust her Mother, and perhaps even be grateful that her Mother was willing to sacrifice herself… Jiang Huai looked at Luo Qingyu’s rosy little face, leaned closer, and gently bumped his forehead against hers.
“I’ll find another way to rebuild the Qi Sea. Dual cultivation can wait.”
“Okay.” Luo Qingyu nodded gently, her fair little face rubbing against his cheek again, “It’s all up to Brother Jiang Huai.”
Jiang Huai let out a long sigh, feeling that his world had returned slightly to normal. He looked up at Luo Yueguan by the table. Luo Yueguan had her arms crossed, her eyes looking down at him.
“What are you looking at me for?” Jiang Huai pouted.
“Saving face when it’s not needed means suffering,” Luo Yueguan snorted coldly, “Do you think I actually want to dual cultivate with you?”
“I swear I will never…”
But before Jiang Huai could finish his sentence, Luo Qingyu suddenly reached out and covered his lips. She leaned closer and whispered very softly in Jiang Huai’s ear.
“Mother must have struggled a lot to agree to dual cultivate with you. After all, for a woman, this is a very, very important thing. Mother’s willingness to give herself to you is for your own good. If Brother Jiang Huai says such things… Mother will be sad too.”
Jiang Huai was stunned for a moment. When he looked up, he saw Luo Yueguan’s slightly red eyes. She bit her lip tightly, her gaze no longer on Jiang Huai but somewhere else. A moment later, she looked up again, unwilling to let tears fall from her eyes.
Jiang Huai seemed to gradually understand.
He hadn’t actually considered restoring his Qi Sea as particularly important because he had Experience Scrolls, the Overlord Art, the Primordial Life and Death Sword, and the System by his side. Therefore, the most important thing on his mind was to find a way to enter the top five in the Five Regions Grand Competition and obtain a leaf from the Life Divine Tree for Chu Xianning. But he had overlooked that neither Luo Yueguan nor Luo Qingyu knew he possessed a System and had various strange trump cards… Naturally, they wanted to help him rebuild his Qi Sea as soon as possible, as it was the most crucial foundation for a cultivator.
And the willful words he had just wanted to say were indeed… very obnoxious.
“I’m sorry, Auntie Luo.” Jiang Huai gently tugged at Luo Yueguan’s sleeve. This time, his voice had shed all its pride and was a sincere apology.
Luo Yueguan refused to look back at him.
Jiang Huai gently tugged her sleeve again, “I know I was wrong… I was too naive, too willful, too self-centered, and didn’t consider your feelings… I was wrong. You can punish me however you want… I’m sorry.”
Luo Yueguan’s temper flared up quickly but was also easy to appease. She wiped away her tears with the back of her hand before turning to look at Jiang Huai, “You know you were wrong now?”
“I know I was wrong.” Jiang Huai answered seriously, his tone indicating he was obediently admitting his mistake. Luo Yueguan hummed, “Give me a massage later.”
“Okay.”
“And painting… If it’s not as good as Chu Xianning’s, you’ll be held accountable.”
“Okay, I’ll try my best.”
“And… and… you owe me, I’ll think of it next time.”
“Okay.” Jiang Huai nodded gently. After a moment, he said softly, “Regarding restoring my cultivation, please give me more time. When I’m utterly desperate and can’t think of any other method besides dual cultivation, I’ll come and beg Auntie Luo again.”
“Hmph, you know it’s begging now,” Luo Yueguan’s lips finally curved into a slight smile. She sat down at the table, crossing her slender, snow-white legs beneath her skirt. She picked up a piece of glutinous rice cake and put it in her mouth, muttering, “You’re the childish one.”
“I am.” Jiang Huai could only laugh wryly and admit guilt. Luo Yueguan’s mood improved. A moment later, she turned her gaze to Luo Qingyu and couldn’t help but ask, “Qingyu, why didn’t you say earlier… that you could see me peeping?”
“I wanted to see if Mother would blush and be so embarrassed she’d want to find a hole to crawl into when I told her,” Luo Qingyu looked at her innocently, then stuck out her tongue at her, “But Mother really did as I expected, only blushing for a little while before regaining her composure. It seems I still have a lot to learn from Mother.”
Alright, Jiang Huai could sense a hint of sarcasm. Clearly, Luo Qingyu wasn’t entirely without resentment on this matter. Luo Yueguan guiltily turned her face away, “It’s not because I was ignorant and afraid, so I wanted to observe and learn in advance…”
“Mmm, Mother is indeed good at finding an excuse.” Luo Qingyu blinked at her innocently again.
Luo Yueguan’s face was instantly pulled apart again. She leaned in and pinched Luo Qingyu’s snow-white cheek, “You little rascal, hmph, Mother is shameless, what are you going to do about it?!”
Jiang Huai, sitting to the side, felt a slight twitch in his eyes.
Although it was strange, it was completely in character for the mother and daughter duo.
“Does Mother know how I sensed it?”
Luo Yueguan was startled and shook her head.
“Because I realized that every time Mother spies on me, I also share a part of Mother’s tactile sensations… So every time Mother spies, I can’t last long under Brother Jiang Huai before… because Mother was peeping while…”
Luo Yueguan reached out and covered Luo Qingyu’s mouth. At this moment, sweat beaded on her forehead, and she looked at Luo Qingyu as if begging for mercy.
Stop talking, please, for your life, I’d kill myself.
Luo Qingyu maintained her innocent demeanor throughout. Only after Luo Yueguan released her hand from her lips did she look up as if she had just realized something, “I thought Mother really had no shame.”
Jiang Huai’s eyes twitched slightly.
Was Luo Qingyu indirectly calling Luo Yueguan shameless?
Luo Qingyu looked at Luo Yueguan’s sweaty appearance, reached out, took a handkerchief, and wiped her sweat. Then she leaned closer, and this time it was her turn to pinch Luo Yueguan’s face, “I have one more thing to say.”
“Go ahead…” Luo Yueguan’s cheeks felt as if they were burning, but Luo Qingyu didn’t seem to intend to let her off easily. She slowly said, “It’s… I don’t really mind Mother peeping on me. Think of it as Mother preparing in advance for future dual cultivation. If one prepares more, one will naturally be less flustered, and the mental burden and fear will be smaller. However… can Mother please not have yourself when peeping? Many times, Qingyu had plans with Brother Jiang Huai, but because of Mother, Qingyu always had to… first…”
“Okay, okay, okay, I understand, I get it, no need to say more, I’m a bit sleepy, I’m going for a nap, don’t call me for lunch, I’m dead asleep.” Luo Yueguan immediately stood up and ran back to her room, throwing herself onto the bed, covering her head tightly with the quilt, and began to toss and turn.
Jiang Huai cautiously turned his head to look at Luo Qingyu, who was now in “killing mode,” and asked, “Qingyu, you’re not going to kill me too, are you?”
Luo Qingyu returned to her innocent demeanor and smiled at him, “Why would I? Qingyu already tested Brother Jiang Huai last night.”
“Then, did I pass the test?”
Jiang Huai knew that Luo Qingyu had deliberately worn Luo Yueguan’s dress last night, full of wicked intentions!
“You passed.” Luo Qingyu reached out and gently stroked Jiang Huai’s cheek, “Why does Brother Jiang Huai look so scared? Don’t worry, Qingyu believes in Brother Jiang Huai.”
“Do you, do you really believe me?”
“Because I know that if Brother Jiang Huai really makes a mistake, he will definitely come to me first to confess and beg for forgiveness. Because Qingyu likes Brother Jiang Huai, I can only forgive Brother Jiang Huai.”
Luo Qingyu cupped Jiang Huai’s face in her hands, “Brother Jiang Huai once wrote under the name Amo Mumu that men cannot be controlled by force alone… but Qingyu also believes that as long as Qingyu trusts Brother Jiang Huai enough, Brother Jiang Huai will naturally know his limits with many things, right?”
“I will!” Jiang Huai nodded vigorously.
The killing intent was so strong!
Having received his promise, Luo Qingyu immediately chuckled again, her smile like a flower.
“Am I a good girl?” Luo Qingyu tilted her head up.
Jiang Huai nodded vigorously, then Luo Qingyu leaned into his arms as if acting spoiled, and whispered in his ear by his ear, “So, can I be rewarded again tonight?”
“What do you want this time?” Jiang Huai leaned close to her ear.
“Whips… I want Brother Jiang Huai to whip me a few more times… Every time Brother Jiang Huai only whips seven or eight times… Qingyu always feels… it’s not enough…”
After saying that, Luo Qingyu seemed shy, burying her face in his chest. Despite her recent murderous aura, her words were completely contradictory.
The cunning Luo Qingyu!
