“Extracting nectar from Chu Xianning. Mission Progress 1/3.”
At this moment, Chu Xianning’s body was so weak that she couldn’t muster any strength. Earlier, she had been unable to straighten her waist against Jiang Huai, gasping for breath. As she slid off him, her body trembled slightly, and delicate sweat beads glistened on her snow-white skin.
Even when Jiang Huai reached out to embrace her waist, she didn’t show the slightest resistance. Her gaze could no longer be as indifferent as before. But Jiang Huai was so close, his forehead touching hers, his voice trembling, “Master, are you going to leave me?”
Chu Xianning still squinted her eyes, breathing in small gasps. The earlier kisses had left her aching and itchy, her body spasming repeatedly, leaving her with little strength to speak. So, she didn’t answer Jiang Huai.
“You’re not allowed to leave me, you can’t go anywhere… Chu Xianning… you can’t go anywhere! You promised me you wouldn’t leave!” Jiang Huai held Chu Xianning’s slender body so tightly. At this moment, Chu Xianning was as soft as a puddle of mud, unable to muster any strength to resist. Jiang Huai’s tone, however, seemed to turn ferocious, momentarily suppressing all his usual timidity and unease, as if giving an order.
“Are you very afraid of me leaving you?”
Chu Xianning’s body felt as if it were about to be crushed by Jiang Huai. After a long while, she opened her eyes slightly, looking at Jiang Huai’s ferocious, almost insane expression. A hint of confusion flickered in her cold eyes, and after a moment, she chuckled softly.
“Silly.”
Jiang Huai froze. Chu Xianning didn’t ask him to let go. She merely lowered her head slightly, resting her forehead on his chest, her voice very soft, “I promised you I wouldn’t leave easily. Chu Xianning doesn’t lie easily.”
“But, but…”
“Even if you and Luo Yueguan are deeply in love, I won’t blame you. That’s your own business; I have no reason to interfere with who you love. I’m just unhappy, because of myself, nothing more.”
“You always overthink things. You don’t actually understand Chu Xianning that well, Jiang Huai,” Chu Xianning’s voice softened gradually. “Ever since you went to the Western Regions, I’ve been thinking about giving you flower dew, but I just haven’t found the right opportunity to mention it. This isn’t forcing myself, it’s just that I naturally feel shy in front of you. Perhaps today, when I’m unhappy, I won’t be so shy.”
Jiang Huai’s fingertips still rested on Chu Xianning’s snow-white, smooth back. He lowered his head slightly, “You’ve never given me a chance to truly understand you, Chu Xianning.”
“Is that my fault?”
“Not entirely.” Jiang Huai’s fingertips gently caressed Chu Xianning’s white back. “One day, I will understand Chu Xianning completely. If Master is a book, I will slowly read and understand it myself.”
The room suddenly fell silent for a long time. After a short while, Jiang Huai felt Chu Xianning, within his embrace, softly ask, “Have you hugged enough?”
“Not enough.”
“Then you’re not allowed to hug anymore. Let go.”
“Just a little longer, the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.”
The moment Jiang Huai finished speaking, Chu Xianning bit his chest. He hastily let go, and Chu Xianning had already escaped his embrace. She also snatched all the bedding, wrapping herself tightly, only her head peeking out.
At this moment, she had slightly regained some clarity from the previous arousal. Biting her lips lightly, her eyes quietly became cold again. Coldness was Chu Xianning’s shell, just as the so-called “gentleman” was Jiang Huai’s shell.
At this moment, Chu Xianning seemed to have transformed into a little hedgehog again. Her eyes stared directly at him for a few seconds before she softly said, “You…”
“Me?”
“You…” A trace of anger appeared in Chu Xianning’s eyes. “Clearly my body was already moved and had flower dew, but you still kept bullying me just now…”
“I was scared.”
“Scared?”
“I was afraid Master wanted to chase me away, so I… I wanted to please Master… Is this how a puppy pleases its Master?” Jiang Huai looked at Chu Xianning with a wronged expression.
He still remembered Chu Xianning’s captivating posture just now, her body trembling, even unconsciously clamping Jiang Huai’s cheeks tightly with her snow-white thighs. Jiang Huai’s nose was covered by the misty floral fragrance. Chu Xianning had always cared about her reputation; even so, she had tightly covered her lips, only a very soft whimper could be heard.
“I don’t like you like this.”
“But Master’s body seemed to like it very much.”
“You!” Chu Xianning seemed to want to reach out and hit him from the quilt, but then she remembered she wasn’t wearing clothes and quickly retracted her hand, continuing to wrap herself tightly in the quilt. Her eyes stared at him coldly for a few seconds. Only then did Jiang Huai obediently confess, “I, I won’t talk nonsense anymore.”
“I’ll punish you for talking nonsense tomorrow,” Chu Xianning gave him a cold glance, then her expression turned serious. “Don’t do this next time.”
“Next time… when will that be?” Jiang Huai’s voice was cautious.
“You’re not allowed to ask.” Chu Xianning gave him another cold look. “If you ask again, there will be no next time.”
Jiang Huai decided to obediently not ask. Chu Xianning’s eyes stared at him coldly for a while longer. But seeing Chu Xianning’s slightly pouting, displeased look was so cute, he felt like he was about to melt.
“Master, can you not be unhappy…” Jiang Huai asked her softly.
Chu Xianning’s eyes held a complex emotion. She glanced at him indifferently, “I don’t need you to worry about it.”
“But if Master is unhappy, I will also be unhappy.”
“I’ll figure it out myself.”
“I’m afraid Master will overthink things…”
“If I were to overthink things, I would have done so long ago… Luo Yueguan isn’t the first,” the moment Chu Xianning finished speaking, she suddenly froze. A moment later, even though she was wrapped in the quilt, she almost instinctively reached out to cover Jiang Huai’s ears.
Even though she realized at the same moment that this was damage control, too little too late, she still shot Jiang Huai an angry glare, “You didn’t hear what I just said.”
“Didn’t hear, didn’t hear, I didn’t hear anything,” Jiang Huai answered in a panic. But what was terrifying at this moment wasn’t just Chu Xianning’s words, but that she had gotten up like this and reached out to cover his ears, causing so much of her quilt to slip off. Not only were her snow-white, slender collarbones revealed, but the full, tender mounds above Jiang Huai’s face, and he could…
But in the next instant, Chu Xianning’s body retracted fully, wrapping herself tightly in the quilt again, returning to her cold little hedgehog posture.
“After you wake up, I will punish you severely, Jiang Huai.”
“I, I know.”
“This time I won’t be soft-hearted, won’t show mercy. Be prepared.”
“I, I’m prepared…” Jiang Huai answered cautiously. Chu Xianning seemed to finally breathe a sigh of relief, then closed her eyes. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she spoke coldly, “I’m going to sleep. Don’t disturb me.”
“Okay.” Jiang Huai agreed softly.
He was without bedding, but fortunately, he hadn’t planned to sleep anyway, because he knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep no matter what. He lay on his side, quietly watching Chu Xianning’s features, recalling her charming and cute demeanor from earlier.
Perhaps he really didn’t understand Chu Xianning. Just as Chu Xianning said, she was usually cold and aloof, not good at socializing, so everyone imagined her as an aloof ice mountain fairy, untouched by the mortal world, unsullied by its dust.
But Chu Xianning was always just Chu Xianning, never how others imagined her to be.
He recalled the scene of Chu Xianning sitting on his chest earlier. He remembered the hot, soft flesh of Chu Xianning’s thighs that time, which had tightly gripped his cheeks. He remembered the whimper from Chu Xianning’s throat, and her trembling body. He had also quietly opened his eyes and seen Chu Xianning’s fingers tightly clenching the bedsheet.
But at that time, he wasn’t thinking about how to vent his lust on Chu Xianning. He was thinking about how to coax Chu Xianning so that she wouldn’t be so sad, so she could be a little happier. Thus, he kissed with great sincerity.
Jiang Huai had gradually gained a lot of experience in coaxing girls to be happy through repeated attempts.
The flower dew was indeed sweet and refreshing. Jiang Huai, who had been curious for a long time, finally got his answer. He started tossing and turning, unable to sleep, his thoughts swirling. He quietly gazed at Chu Xianning’s face for a long, long time.
Until drowsiness finally overtook him, and he slowly closed his eyes. When he woke up again, his head was completely covered by the quilt. He blinked, hearing Chu Xianning say indifferently, “I’m getting dressed.”
So, Jiang Huai obediently hugged the quilt over his head. After waiting for a while, he heard Chu Xianning say, “Done.”
He pushed aside the quilt. Chu Xianning, by the bedside, was now sitting quietly on the bed. She was wearing a long white dress. The plain white of the dress was distinctly different from her white and tender skin. Her jet-black hair was naturally draped behind her head. She stood up on the bed, lowered her head slightly, and looked at Jiang Huai, who was still lying on the bed. Her gaze was condescending and as cold as ever.
Chu Xianning slightly raised her jade-white little leg. Jiang Huai was slightly stunned. A moment later, her white and tender little foot pressed against his chin.
“I said I would punish you after you woke up.”
“I, I remember.”
“Stick out your tongue.”
“Do, do what?”
Chu Xianning merely looked at him coldly, her eyes even showing a hint of disdain. Jiang Huai didn’t dare to disobey. He opened his mouth, watching her crystal clear and tender toes approach.
Then she tugged on his tongue.
“For all your nonsense.”
Chu Xianning’s voice was cold, but she only punished him like this once before withdrawing her white and tender foot. Her toe pressed against his chin again. She looked at him, “Have you learned your lesson?”
“Yes, but I don’t feel like I’ve completely learned it yet,” Jiang Huai glanced at Chu Xianning’s eyes cautiously. “Master, if you punish me again, it’s not impossible. I’m afraid I still won’t learn my lesson next time.”
Chu Xianning sneered, her toe hooking his chin again. “Do you want to lick that badly?”
“Ah, no… you misunderstand… it’s not… where would I… no… what are you thinking… I’m not… I… I don’t want to, just punish me… no, don’t do this… it’s not… okay, I want to.”
“Filthy dog,” Chu Xianning crossed her arms, her eyes cold.
“That’s right, a little dirty dog,” Jiang Huai said guiltily, echoing her.
Chu Xianning sat coldly opposite Jiang Huai, looking into his eyes. Then, within his sight, she slowly lifted the hem of her skirt, exposing her entire jade-white little leg. She slowly raised one white and tender foot and brought it in front of Jiang Huai, her eyes cold and disdainful.
She took out a Sound Recording Stone from her hand and opened it. Her eyes looked at him coldly. “Lick it. If you make me unhappy again, I’ll show this to Luo Yueguan.”
“This trick hurts the enemy by a thousand and yourself by eight hundred, Master!”
“I don’t care,” Chu Xianning looked at him coldly, and continued to issue commands in a cold voice. “Don’t be perfunctory. Just like last time, you must touch the space between every toe.”
Chu Xianning’s slender jade feet were white and tender, crystal clear, delicate pink, and unsullied by dust. But at this moment, her Master’s disgusted and cold expression made Jiang Huai desperately want to kiss her blushing cheeks and have her kick him away unwillingly.
But Chu Xianning was trying her best to restrain herself. The more she restrained herself, the more Jiang Huai wanted to see her face turn red. The room became quiet again. Finally, Chu Xianning retracted her white and tender leg and said coldly, “Enough.”
“Then… what about the other one?”
Chu Xianning glared at him fiercely, instantly filled with endless shyness and annoyance. She raised her other little foot and, through his clothes, stomped down hard on the restless Jiang Xiaohu. Her eyes looked at him coldly. “Say that again?”
“Master, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t…”
Jiang Huai felt like he was about to faint. Chu Xianning was relentless. “Are you listening?”
“Listening, listening, listening!”
“Do you know you’re scared?”
“I know, I know!”
Only then did Chu Xianning retract her leg and look at him with disdain. She got off the bed. Jiang Huai hurriedly asked from the bed, “Where are you going, Master?”
“To wash my feet,” Chu Xianning replied indifferently. “They’re filthy.”
“Ew… then shall I help Master wash her feet?”
“You’re not allowed to follow,” Chu Xianning’s voice was still cold. “Filthy dog.”
“That’s right, a little dirty dog,” Jiang Huai dutifully echoed from the side.
