434 Kissing
When Jiang Huai and Wen Fufu walked out of the room, the little fox Su Qingyi was sitting at the table, wagging her tail as she watched the rain.
Her cheeks were still slightly flushed, and Wen Fufu’s were too.
Since they had nothing to do, Jiang Huai began to teach Su Qingyi some tricks for drawing talismans. These were the fruits of his years of research. Su Qingyi listened very attentively and learned from Jiang Huai for about two shichen before Jiang Huai got up to start preparing lunch in the kitchen.
Lunch was very abundant, and both Wen Fufu and Su Qingyi were fed to their hearts’ content.
Jiang Huai leaned back on the lounge chair alone, quietly gazing at the rain curtain in the distance. Every time he looked at the rain, his mood would calm down a lot, becoming less chaotic.
After a while, Jiang Huai looked back at Su Qingyi and found that she was also staring at the rain and spacing out. He softly asked, “Are you homesick?”
Su Qingyi shook her head. “No.”
She playfully blinked at Jiang Huai. “There’s delicious food and fun things to do here, and I don’t have to worry about anything. What’s there to miss?”
Jiang Huai was speechless for a moment. Instead, Su Qingyi said, “My mother asked me to bring you a message when I arrived. She is very grateful for the Nine-tailed Fox Clan Essence Blood you gave her. She owes you a favor and can do one thing for you in the future.”
A moment later, Su Qingyi added, “Anything.”
Jiang Huai shook his head, refusing.
His desires had always been few, and he never liked to trouble others. Now, only one wish remained: to achieve a good ranking in the Five Regions Grand Competition, obtain that leaf from the Life Divine Tree, and heal Chu Xianning’s old injuries.
Among the younger generation of powerhouses in the Five Regions, Jiang Huai had already witnessed the strength of two regions. In the Eastern Region, he was already invincible among the younger generation. In the Western Region, the strongest was naturally Su Qingyi, who was also no match for him. As for the remaining Central Province, Southern Region, and Northern Region, Jiang Huai had not yet understood them. However, no matter how strong they were, he doubted they would be much stronger than Su Qingyi.
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Returning to the courtyard.
Chu Xianning was not in the courtyard. Jiang Huai walked to the door of her room and gently knocked. A moment later, the door opened. Chu Xianning, inside the room, was sitting by the bed, her eyes cold and her expression showing a hint of fatigue.
Whenever it was a rainy day, she would feel somewhat unwell. Jiang Huai brought a chair and sat opposite Chu Xianning, extending his hand towards her.
“What are you doing?” Chu Xianning looked up slightly, her eyes indifferent.
“Massaging Master,” Jiang Huai replied righteously. At this moment, his brows looked gentle and innocent. Chu Xianning hesitated for a moment, then lifted her slender calf from beneath her skirt. Her soft, white, and tender lotus feet lightly stepped into his palm, and he gently grabbed them, carefully massaging them.
The room became very quiet, with a faint fragrance lingering. Chu Xianning’s slender waist straightened slightly. After a while, she heard Jiang Huai say, “Alright, Master, lie down on the bed.”
Chu Xianning gave Jiang Huai a dissatisfied look, but Jiang Huai still appeared gentle and innocent. She bit her lips. Although she seemed reluctant, she obediently lay down on the bed. Jiang Huai moved the chair to the bedside and began to gently knead her snow-white, soft thighs beneath her skirt hem.
At this moment, Jiang Huai suddenly realized that Chu Xianning might also be a master of micro-expressions.
When he harbored wicked intentions towards Chu Xianning, she would never let him touch her body like this. But when he had no wicked intentions, Chu Xianning would obediently listen. Chu Xianning’s legs were soft, tender, and springy. Even through her skirt, Jiang Huai could feel the softness in his hands. After a while, Jiang Huai came to her side again and gently massaged her shoulders.
Chu Xianning gradually felt sleepy, so she closed her eyes and soon fell into a deep sleep. Jiang Huai then carefully walked out of the room and began to prepare dinner.
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The time in the mountains was always so lazy and leisurely. Several days passed unconsciously.
Jiang Huai had gradually become accustomed to sleeping with Chu Xianning every night. He no longer suffered from insomnia, was no longer timid, and was no longer as flustered and uneasy as before.
Tonight, Chu Xianning was still wearing a black nightgown, with a graceful and charming skirt hem. The moment he entered the room, Jiang Huai almost couldn’t look away. However, given that Jiang Huai had been very well-behaved these past few days, Chu Xianning did not give him a cold shoulder and let his gaze linger on her.
After getting into bed, Jiang Huai looked at Chu Xianning, who was lying on her side, and said softly, “Tomorrow, I’m going to the Jade Kui Secret Realm to pick up Wanwan and Qingyu.”
“Okay,” Chu Xianning replied softly.
Jiang Huai had nothing to do these past few days. During the day, he occasionally accompanied Fufu. Fufu and Su Qingyi were becoming increasingly close, and they were now good friends who could share a quilt. Jiang Huai no longer needed to worry about Fufu being lonely. The rest of his time was spent in the courtyard, either spacing out with Chu Xianning or telling all sorts of nonsensical stories to make her happy.
But Jiang Huai’s days would likely not be so leisurely from now on. Xu Qing, Wen Wanwan, and Luo Qingyu had gone to the Jade Kui Secret Realm together. When they all came out, Jiang Huai was prepared to be interrogated. According to the usual practice, Jiang Huai would have to tell them stories about what had happened in the Western Region. He had already told this absurd story several times and was pondering how to embellish it into a version that wouldn’t kill him so quickly.
Wanwan, Qingyu, and Xu Qing were not fools. They understood Jiang Huai very well. Even if he polished it further, at most, they would see through it but not say anything. Thinking of this, Jiang Huai felt like crying and laughing. Gazing at Chu Xianning, she was just quietly watching him. Only then did she speak, “Are you troubled by something?”
“It wouldn’t be called a worry…,” Jiang Huai thought for a moment. “But some things still require more patience to handle.”
Chu Xianning might have guessed what was bothering him, but at this moment, her eyes seemed to reveal a hint of schadenfreude.
“Serves you right.”
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“I can’t sleep, Chu Xianning.”
In the middle of the night, Jiang Huai’s voice echoed softly in the room.
“Serves you right,” Chu Xianning’s voice was still indifferent. Jiang Huai moved slightly closer to her. “Can I hug you to sleep?”
“You dare?”
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Half an hour later.
“Are you asleep yet? Chu Xianning.”
Jiang Huai’s voice echoed softly in the room again. Chu Xianning did not respond.
“You slept so early today,” Jiang Huai muttered aggrievedly in a small voice.
Another half hour passed.
“Are you really asleep?”
After a few breaths, Chu Xianning looked up. “So noisy.”
“I’ll shut up…”
Jiang Huai pursed his lips. After a long while, he tossed and turned on the bed. In a half-awake, half-dreaming state, he dreamt that Luo Qingyu was chasing him with a sword, and he woke up with a start. No, no, dreams were the opposite.
Probably because he had been tossing and turning for too long, he heard Chu Xianning’s very cold voice, “You, still not sleeping.”
“I can’t sleep.”
Rustling sounds came from the darkness. Jiang Huai’s body stiffened slightly. Chu Xianning had already moved much closer. Her hand embraced Jiang Huai’s arm. Her movements were very light, but because she was so close, her breath fell on his neck. In an instant, Jiang Huai dared not move. It wasn’t until he heard Chu Xianning whisper against his ear, “Don’t move around anymore.”
“Okay.”
Jiang Huai agreed very, very softly.
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The next day, early morning.
When Jiang Huai woke up, the quilt between them was long gone. Chu Xianning was leaning against him, her snow-white, slender arm still around his shoulder. Jiang Huai carefully turned sideways. This slight movement caused Chu Xianning to open her eyes.
They looked at each other at that moment. Jiang Huai looked at her slightly hazy eyes and suddenly felt a rush of impulse. He leaned close to her delicate, soft lips and kissed her before she could prepare herself. Before Chu Xianning could react, her delicate, soft lips were pried open. When she came to her senses, her delicate little tongue had already been touched several times.
Chu Xianning made no move, only waiting. When his tongue tip approached again, she bit down lightly.
“Ouch, ouch, ouch!”
Jiang Huai almost jumped out of bed. Chu Xianning wiped her lips with the back of her hand, looked at him with indifferent eyes, pulled the quilt over herself, and covered her entire body. Jiang Huai looked back at Chu Xianning’s eyes.
Before he could say anything, Chu Xianning’s white and tender feet beneath the quilt had already kicked him hard in the waist, unceremoniously kicking him off the bed. Jiang Huai carefully looked at her eyes. Only when he saw that her eyes showed no anger, but only a slight hint of disdain, did he secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
“If you do that again, I’ll bite your tongue off,” Chu Xianning said with a slight threat in her voice. Jiang Huai nodded like a garlic pounder, but in his mind, he was already calculating whether it would be difficult to grow another tongue with the strength of his Overlord Art.
“What do you want for breakfast, Master? I’ll make it for you before I leave.”
“You go. I don’t want to eat,” Chu Xianning shook her head.
“Master… are you angry?”
“No,” Chu Xianning replied quietly. Jiang Huai gazed at her eyebrows for a long time before secretly sighing in relief. “Then, Master, go back to sleep?”
“Mmm.”
Chu Xianning closed her eyes. Jiang Huai picked up his outer clothes and put them on. He also tidied his appearance in front of the mirror, dawdling for a while, and then tiptoed cautiously to Chu Xianning’s side. Chu Xianning’s eyes were closed. Jiang Huai quietly leaned closer, closer, closer, and closer. However, this time, before he could kiss her lips, Chu Xianning punched him in the chest and sent him crashing into the locust tree outside the courtyard again.
Like an unaffected person, Jiang Huai patted the dust off his clothes, took out the Yening Sword, and rode his sword into the sky.
