376 Look at Little Feet
The sound of splashing water echoed from the moat in front, the sky slightly dim. In the distance, the streets were a bit noisy. Jiang Huai had his arms around the delicate waist of the girl, glancing at Bai Li in his embrace. Looking at her youthful and charming face, he suddenly felt how fast time flew by.
To this day, he still remembered the first meeting with Bai Li, which was fated over a grilled fish. At that time, he had been startled several times by Bai Li in her true form during her mischievous antics. He had even playfully patted her tender bottom a few times. Back then, he and Bai Li called each other “brothers,” burying all their complicated feelings deep down, but those buried emotions seemed to not disappear; with time, they would eventually resurface in another form.
When did he start to feel a flutter in his heart for Bai Li? Jiang Huai suddenly recalled a long-ago rainy night in the cave of the secret realm when Bai Li had pulled him into the quilt while he was keeping watch at the cave entrance, her slightly cold body dispelling the heat of the rainy night. Her white little legs tucked around his waist were unreasonable yet irresistible.
“Alright, let’s head back.”
Bai Li stood up and casually draped her petite form onto his back. Jiang Huai got up, securing her legs and slowly walked back to the palace.
Dinner was still prepared by Jiang Huai in the kitchen. If he lived alone, he would never choose to cook; perhaps it was because the sense of accomplishment came from seeing Bai Li and Bai Jin’s satisfied expressions while eating. After they had their fill, Bai Li took Jiang Huai to stroll through the bamboo grove in the imperial city. The bamboo grove was home to colorful little flying insects that emitted a faint glow. The evening breeze was cool, rustling through the bamboo. Bai Li snuggled into Jiang Huai’s embrace, her delicate pink tongue inching closer, retreating after being kissed by him repeatedly, then returning to lick his neck.
“Where have you been sleeping for the past few days?” Bai Li casually asked.
“With your mother,” Jiang Huai scratched his head, feeling a bit awkward with the response, but he hadn’t done anything wrong, so he felt naturally unrepentant. Bai Li shot him a glance before reaching out to pinch his face. “Not very obedient, huh?”
“This shouldn’t be overthought. I was just exhausted from drawing the formation that day and fell asleep in her arms,” Jiang Huai looked at her with a pitiful expression, but Bai Li only laughed and tilted her head back, “I know, so, is it comfortable sleeping in your mother’s arms?”
“Yes,” Jiang Huai replied softly.
“So tonight, do you want to continue sleeping with my mother or with me?” Bai Li tilted her head, looking at him with a smile.
“Is that even a question?” Jiang Huai looked at her helplessly, but Bai Li smiled mischievously, “How about letting my mother feed you her first milk so you can reach the sixth level of the Overlord Art?”
Jiang Huai looked at her cunning eyes and helplessly asked, “Don’t you find that strange?”
“You always take the rules too seriously, which is why you have too many thoughts weighing on you. You live too cautiously, not carefree at all.” Bai Li bounced on her feet. “If you didn’t think so much, you wouldn’t have so many worries.”
Jiang Huai was left speechless.
Sometimes he felt that his personality was very fragmented. Perhaps in his past life, he too was carefree, caring only about his sister and no one else. Sometimes being carefree was a form of self-protection; the less love one receives, the more one fears hurt; the more one fears hurt, the more carefree one becomes. But in this life, he had been reborn, growing up under Chu Xianning’s nurturing.
Chu Xianning thought little, while he began to think a lot. Occasionally he felt that he was overly rigid in personality, but he could only gradually try to correct it… If he were less conflicted, he would have already been begging for dual cultivation with Luo Yueguan before starting to sweet-talk Chu Xianning into helping him rebuild the Qi Sea.
Bai Li walked with him out of the bamboo grove and headed toward the bathing pool in the backyard. At the edge of the pool, Bai Li slowly slipped off her qipao, revealing her slender figure clad only in black lace underwear. Although he had seen it many times before, Jiang Huai suddenly felt a bit shy.
For some reason, looking at Bai Li’s petite figure, he felt an inexplicable slight guilt. It was a bit of a breach of decorum, but not illegal.
Jiang Huai noticed at that moment that around her delicate waist was only a thin black string of her revealing lingerie. Watching Jiang Huai lose focus, Bai Li tilted her head, lightly grasped the knot of the string at her waist, and gently said, “Do you want to come help me untie this?”
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Bai Li always had a sharp tongue but a soft heart.
Though she said he was only worthy of being humiliated by her tiny silk-clad feet, in the bathing pool, she still used her soft little tongue to reward Jiang Xiao Huai first. Her tender little face was indeed too sinful. Jiang Huai had once asked if they could try exchanging appearances, but Bai Li looked at him in disgust, “Disgusted with me?”
“Of course not!”
“Then don’t talk nonsense, or I’ll bite you.”
“You talk about something being weird, but then you cling to me shamelessly, rubbing against my legs,” Bai Li lightly snorted, as she took a seat at the edge of the bathing pool, leisurely beginning to put on her nightgown. She chose a segmented nightgown; the top was a relaxed black top, and the bottom was a soft satin pants that wrapped around her hips, exposing her slender, snow-white legs. She returned to the room with Jiang Huai, lying on the soft big bed, tossing and turning several times.
“We haven’t slept together in such a long time,” she lay on her side, her playful eyes looking at him. “Do you want to hold me and chat for a bit, or would you prefer to chat while I step on you?”
Jiang Huai grabbed Bai Li’s petite body into his arms, inhaling her fragrant and soft scent, nuzzling against her like a child.
It seemed that in front of Bai Li, he was always quite immature, and she never shied away from displaying his childish side. Thus, whenever they were alone, it felt like two children amusing themselves.
They could talk about many boring things, and when there were no words to say, they could fall silent, listening to each other’s heartbeats, until Bai Li noticed that Jiang Huai’s hand was gently pinching her bottom. The next moment, she grabbed his wrist, halting his mischief, and ordered him to sit obediently at the bed’s edge. She then brought over a chair and sat across from him, tossing a piece of white silk onto his chest while crossing her arms, her delicate white feet swinging in the air as she ordered in a spoiled tone, “Put this on for me.”
“Oh…”
Jiang Huai felt a sudden, indescribable embarrassment.
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The girl’s delicate feet were soft and smooth, porcelain-white. Although she claimed earlier it was a punishment, her actions were gentle and obedient, slowly and leisurely chatting again about strange things. They now discussed the intimate things he and Wanwan and Qingyu would do when sleeping together at night.
She wiggled her little feet, and when Jiang Huai struggled to find words, she began slowly counting numbers with both hands crossed over her chest. These were strange techniques Bai Li had learned from the cunning Mumu, and now Jiang Xiao Huai was simply seeking trouble for himself.
“Eh… why are there still so many…?”
Bai Li impatiently peeled off her white silk stockings and gathered them aside, playfully looking at Jiang Huai, “Do you still want more?”
“Just wait.”
“It’s either yes or no—what does ‘wait’ mean?”
“Just, well, you’ll see when it’s time for me to bully you.”
“First beat me up then talk,” Bai Li tilted her face up, her eyes playfully gazing at Jiang Huai, “This is a punishment for your earlier acts of pretending to be clueless.”
“Eh?!” Jiang Huai was on the verge of tears, “Didn’t you say you already forgave me?”
“When did I say that? You must have misremembered,” Bai Li huffed lightly, her cool little feet coming closer again, the soft touch making Jiang Huai’s head spin. He reached out to grasp her delicate ankle, but Bai Li looked at him with a hint of disdain, yet she made no effort to break free.
That expression was even more tantalizing.
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After a long separation, both were restless in their sleep.
When they were both feeling sweetly exhausted, Bai Li snuggled back into Jiang Huai’s arms, drawing circles on his chest with her fingers. The room fell silent. Suddenly, she thought of something, rolled over, and pressed Jiang Huai down beneath her, her fair little face close as she stared at him without blinking, “Which do you like better?”
“Huh?”
“Do you prefer my little tongue or my little feet?”
“I like both.”
“No, you must choose one you like better.”
“Why the sudden question?”
“Tomorrow, I’ll use this to wake you up.”
“Don’t worry; I’ll definitely wake up earlier than you.”
“Not acceptable, choose quickly.” Bai Li pinched his face again.
“Umm…”
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The next morning.
Jiang Huai groggily woke up.
He looked at the beautiful and pure face of the girl before him, suddenly dazed. The familiar yet strange sensation made his head spin. He shivered, and then… Bai Li suddenly coughed, gazing at him for several seconds before returning to her petite form once more.
“When did you turn back into a big Bai Li?”
“I thought you hadn’t seen Big Bai Li that often, so I wanted to scare you awake while you were half asleep,” Bai Li pouted, licking her lips in dissatisfaction as she grabbed Jiang Huai’s arm. “Get up, I want to eat that meat slice soup you made last time.”
Jiang Huai was forced to sit up, groggily looking at the cloudy sky outside. It had been raining continuously for the past few days, and the weather was gradually becoming humid; it was no longer as hot as before, but slightly chilly.
Just as Jiang Huai was about to step outside, Bai Li suddenly remembered something and looked at Jiang Huai, “Do you want to see my little feet?”
“What?” Jiang Huai was taken aback, glancing back at Bai Li, who was still under the quilt, confused, “Why the sudden interest in little feet?”
“I just painted them with beautiful nail polish. Do you want to see?”
“Sure.”
As soon as Jiang Huai nodded, Bai Li lifted the quilt. Her upper body remained as the delicate Bai Li, but her lower half transformed into a white python’s tail, gracefully swaying across the bed. Jiang Huai was nearly startled into jumping up, gazing at Bai Li with a resentful expression.
Bai Li was utterly unrepentant, sprawling on the bed, laughing so hard she could barely breathe.
