Chu Xianning’s hands were very beautiful. Her frame was already slender and graceful, her fingers as white and long as green onions, her skin as lustrous as mutton-fat white jade. At this moment, her index finger gently tapped on Jiang Huai’s lips. Jiang Huai leaned closer, his lips parting slightly, and he naturally took Chu Xianning’s finger into his mouth.
Chu Xianning’s snow-white, fair wrist, suspended in mid-air, trembled slightly. She almost instinctively wanted to pull away, but her heart quietly urged her to endure. She could feel the searing heat of Jiang Huai’s tongue and, for a moment, her eyes revealed a hint of deliberate disdain.
Suddenly, she felt like tearing his tongue out.
Unfortunately, Chu Xianning could only think about it. After a short while, Chu Xianning withdrew her finger and picked up a handkerchief to meticulously and carefully wipe it. Jiang Huai was still making slurping noises, and Chu Xianning, feeling a wave of shyness and annoyance, gently kicked him under the table with her white and tender little feet, which were not wearing shoes or socks.
“I’m not playing with you anymore.” Chu Xianning turned her face away. Jiang Huai could only look disappointed and begin gathering the chess pieces. He started to play chess seriously with Chu Xianning. After playing two rounds, Chu Xianning said softly, “You can go out if you want. The rain has just stopped.”
“Then I’ll be going?”
“Mmm.”
Jiang Huai got up and walked out the door. Lightning had struck all night yesterday. He went to see if Wen Fufu had slept well. When he arrived at Wen Fufu’s courtyard, she was performing the third item on her daily to-do list: eating, sleeping, and tormenting Doudou. Hearing footsteps, she was so startled she didn’t dare to make a sound. Only after asking and receiving Jiang Huai’s response did she heave a sigh of relief. When Jiang Huai pushed open the door, she was sitting by the bed with her legs spread. Jiang Huai’s gaze fell upon the girl’s slender, snow-white legs. He paused for a moment before seeing Wen Fufu beckoning him gently with her finger.
“Brother-in-law?”
“Huh…?”
“Come kiss Fufu.”
“In your eyes, is brother-in-law just for doing this?”
“Come on… Fufu will kiss you too in a bit.”
***
When Jiang Huai returned to his courtyard in the afternoon, Chu Xianning was practicing swordplay in the rain.
Chu Xianning practiced swordplay every day, a habit she had cultivated over hundreds of years. Since childhood, Jiang Huai would often stand under the eaves, watching her sword light dance. When she swung her sword, Chu Xianning’s eyes were incredibly cold, shedding all her usual gentleness. The moment she saw Jiang Huai approaching, her sword edge shifted towards him, as if testing his sword techniques.
“That’s bullying.” Jiang Huai quickly drew out the Yening Sword and blocked the edge of Chu Xianning’s Suoxue Sword. After he spoke, Chu Xianning’s cultivation level began to drop until she reached the Void Refinement third layer, at which point she swung her sword again.
“Master, be careful, I’ve also cultivated the Overlord Art.”
Since Chu Xianning had suppressed her cultivation, Jiang Huai no longer felt afraid. He gripped the Yening tightly, his sword light flickering like a dancing candle flame. Chu Xianning was forced to retreat step by step. No matter how much all her might she exerted, she could not break through Jiang Huai’s sword defenses.
Jiang Huai’s sword strikes were actually very cautious, for fear of accidentally injuring Chu Xianning. Therefore, every strike was carefully aimed. He was also very familiar with Chu Xianning’s sword techniques, precisely controlling the situation so that he could block Master’s every sword strike, yet still be at a slight disadvantage. Chu Xianning was constantly pushed to the corner by him. At that very moment, Jiang Huai wielded his sword in reverse, activating the extreme speed of the Fox Clan Essence Blood. His body moved as swiftly as lightning, closing in on Chu Xianning and placing the sword’s edge at her throat.
He lowered his head slightly, sheathed his sword in an instant, and looked at Chu Xianning’s slightly stunned eyeballs. He murmured softly, “Does this count as me winning?”
Chu Xianning’s eyes still seemed dazed. She stared blankly into Jiang Huai’s eyes, watching his spirited and bright, gentle expression. After a moment, she lowered her eyelashes slightly and softly replied, “You won. With the same cultivation level, I am no longer your opponent.”
“It’s all thanks to Master’s good teaching.”
“It has nothing to do with me.” Chu Xianning shook her head.
For some reason, Jiang Huai felt that Chu Xianning’s voice carried a hint of wistful loss.
He was a little too close to Chu Xianning, but she didn’t push him away. She simply gazed at Jiang Huai’s face. She hadn’t noticed before that Jiang Huai had already grown up. Now, the gap in their cultivation levels was only two major realms. With his terrifying talent, perhaps in twenty or thirty years, he could accomplish what she had taken a lifetime to achieve in just a few decades.
“When a disciple becomes powerful, shouldn’t a Master be happy?” Jiang Huai looked into Chu Xianning’s eyes and said softly.
“I’m not unhappy.” Chu Xianning shook her head gently. Almost unconsciously, she reached out a finger, her fair, green-onion-like knuckles touching Jiang Huai’s cheek. She couldn’t help but whisper softly, “You’ve grown up, Jiang Huai.”
Jiang Huai looked into Chu Xianning’s eyes. This seemed to be the first time he had seen such confusion in her eyes. After a moment of hesitation, he said softly, “Actually, I’ve always thought growing up isn’t a good thing.”
“Why?”
“When I was little, I could spend all day circling around Mother, clutching her clothes and saying that wherever Mother went, she had to take me. I was scared when I was left alone in the courtyard. Later, as I got older, I couldn’t call her Mother anymore and had to call her Master. Mother wasn’t close to me anymore.”
Chu Xianning took a deep breath and looked up at Jiang Huai.
“Jiang Huai.”
“Mmm?”
“I really, really haven’t hit you in such a long time.”
Seeing this, Jiang Huai obediently went to the tree, stood by it, and stood up straight, waiting for Chu Xianning to take out her snake bone whip. He looked like a wronged child who had realized his mistake but it was too late.
Chu Xianning walked towards him step by step, her Daoist Robe by her ankles swaying slightly in the wind. Her white and tender little feet stepped on the ground as she moved closer. She waved the long whip in the air as if to threaten him, letting out a cracking sound.
“How did I warn you last time?”
“You’re not allowed to call her Mother again…” Jiang Huai looked at Chu Xianning aggrievedly. “I didn’t call her that this time, I just mentioned it. So, how about just… two lashes?”
Chu Xianning glanced at him indifferently and swung the long whip in her hand. However, her light force, let alone hurting Jiang Huai, didn’t even break his clothes. It only left a shallow red mark. Her black hair danced in the wind, her eyes as cold and clear as bright jade. The action of swinging the whip no longer seemed like a punishment, but rather like flirting.
“Ouch, ouch, ouch.”
Even though it didn’t hurt or itch, Jiang Huai had long since learned the principle that a crying child gets candy. If he insisted on pretending to be silent now, he would be leaving Chu Xianning no room to back down.
“You know it hurts now?” Chu Xianning swung the long whip in her hand again. Even though the sound of it falling on Jiang Huai was loud, Jiang Huai cooperated by shouting loudly. However, Chu Xianning herself knew clearly that with his current physique, it was probably just a sensation without actual pain.
Chu Xianning looked at him indifferently. Jiang Huai looked wronged and blinked his eyes. “I know I was wrong, Master. Hit me if you want. Two more lashes won’t matter.”
For some reason, Jiang Huai felt that Chu Xianning, dressed in a black Daoist Robe with a cold and aloof demeanor, holding a whip and pretending to lightly whip him in an abstinence-like manner, looked so seductive.
So seductive, so seductive, so seductive. He would fantasize about this tonight!
He was deliberately provoking Chu Xianning to hit him. He felt that after he defeated Chu Xianning, her eyes had become very complicated. He knew that Chu Xianning wasn’t unhappy because her pride was shattered. Perhaps she was just feeling a sense of loss. She had watched Jiang Huai grow up since childhood. One day, that immature child had become so powerful. Besides satisfaction and joy, she would always feel a sense of ineffable loss.
So, giving Chu Xianning two lashes would make her happy.
Chu Xianning raised her hand and swung the whip again. Jiang Huai wailed in the courtyard. Chu Xianning stared at him for several seconds before finally saying indifferently, “Alright, stop pretending. I know you’re not in pain.”
“Who says I’m not in pain? It hurts a lot, Master.” Jiang Huai still had that wronged look. Chu Xianning casually whipped him again and looked at him indifferently. “The more you hit me, the more excited I get. Where does it hurt?”
“It hurts in my heart.” Jiang Huai blinked his innocent eyes.
Chu Xianning’s eyes became increasingly cold. She suddenly said, “Show me your tail.”
“W-what do you want?”
“Show it.” Chu Xianning’s tone rose slightly. Jiang Huai had no choice but to obediently reveal his tail. Chu Xianning moved closer, reached out, and grabbed his tail. Instantly, Jiang Huai trembled all over. Chu Xianning’s hand was slightly cold as she gently caressed his tail.
“Master, tails… you can’t just touch tails like that.”
“I knew that long ago. I saw it in books introducing the Monster Clan.” Chu Xianning held his tail. “Otherwise, how could it be considered a punishment?”
“That’s too much!” Jiang Huai’s fox ears twitched slightly, but Chu Xianning was relentless, still gently stroking his tail. Jiang Xiaohu gradually began to make soft sounds, while Chu Xianning seemed oblivious.
She stroked from the tip of his tail to the root, and then from the root to the tip. Jiang Huai’s fox ears stood erect at this moment, and tears were welling up in his eyes. Her movements were not rough at all; instead, they were overly gentle, as if deliberately teasing him, with a faint smile playing on her lips.
She was Chu Xianning, after all!
Jiang Huai’s head was already swimming, and he was on the verge of losing consciousness. Chu Xianning’s other hand moved closer, reaching out to gently caress his cheek. She asked indifferently, “Why is your face so hot?”
“I-I-I-I told you touching my tail would make things strange.”
Chu Xianning’s knuckles gently poked his Adam’s apple. “Then can I touch it?”
“You, you are Chu Xianning, of course you can…”
“Anytime?”
“O-of course…”
“Then will you let me touch it for a while every day from now on?”
Jiang Huai’s tears were about to fall. How could she devise such a terrifying punishment? He looked at Chu Xianning aggrievedly. “I-I-I’ll be unbearable, Master.”
“Every time you come back from Wen Fufu’s, you relieve yourself a few times. Do you think you can hide it from me? Unbearable? Hmph.”
Chu Xianning gently hooked Jiang Huai’s chin. Her face moved closer, her delicate pink lips almost touching his. Her voice became very soft, “It’s not that I don’t know anything, Jiang Huai.”
Jiang Huai was instantly flustered and speechless. But after Chu Xianning stared at him like that for a few seconds, she no longer mentioned it, only looking at him indifferently. “Calm down within the time it takes for one stick of incense to burn.”
She finally released his tail, and Jiang Huai quietly breathed a sigh of relief. He blinked at Chu Xianning again. “And after I calm down?”
“I’ll give you a reward.”
Unexpectedly, Chu Xianning answered very frankly this time.
“Then Master, help me with a small favor.”
“What?”
Jiang Huai took half a step forward, gently embraced Chu Xianning’s slender and delicate body, rested his chin on her shoulder, and said softly, “Let me hug you for a while.”
Although Chu Xianning’s body stiffened slightly, she did not struggle. She simply stood there quietly, allowing him to hold her gently. Chu Xianning’s body was fragrant and soft. The lust that had been involuntarily ignited in Jiang Huai’s heart gradually subsided. Before the time it took for one stick of incense to burn, Jiang Huai said softly, “Alright, alright, I did it! What’s the reward?”
Chu Xianning wriggled out of his embrace, her eyes returning to their cold demeanor.
“I’ll tell you tonight.”
