480 Absolutely Refusing to Sleep, Are We?
Even though the surroundings were dark, Jiang Huai couldn’t help but chuckle for a long time.
Chu Xianning appeared cold but was actually always soft-hearted. Jiang Huai vividly imagined Chu Xianning’s displeased, reluctant, and shy expression from earlier. Regrettably, his imagination was quite close, yet he failed to notice the hint of doting in Chu Xianning’s eyes.
Although her words were always cold and she often bullied him, she still doted on him.
After a while, Jiang Huai heard movement in the room. Chu Xianning had returned. He sensed that Chu Xianning had even extinguished the light. Before he could say anything more, he heard the sound of Chu Xianning getting onto the bed.
However, this time, she sat on his chest.
“Second time,” Chu Xianning said in a very, very soft voice.
It was exactly as Jiang Huai had imagined. Jiang Huai softly hummed and mumbled, “Master needs to sit a little further forward…”
“You are not allowed to call me Master.”
“Ningning, thirsty, drink water.” Jiang Huai immediately spoke, only to be met with Chu Xianning angrily clamping his face with her white and tender thighs. “Don’t call me that!”
“Oh…” Jiang Huai softly replied.
It turned out his fairy master was already slightly moist, her delicate pink petals quietly unfurling.
…
“Ningning?”
Jiang Huai’s soft mumble came from the darkness. Jiang Huai couldn’t tell if she was pretending to sleep or truly asleep, but he thought she shouldn’t be asleep so quickly. Of course, he couldn’t easily fall asleep either. This was already the second time, and the second time had come so naturally. The third time would naturally not be far off.
Would there be a fourth time after his injuries were healed? The flower dew was sweet and refreshing. Jiang Huai suddenly regretted not asking for five or ten times back then. But then he thought it wasn’t right; if he had said that, Chu Xianning might not have been willing. Three times seemed to be just right, right at the boundary before exceeding her limit of shame.
Jiang Huai called out without a response. Just as he was about to call out a second time, Chu Xianning’s cold voice rang out, “You’re absolutely refusing to sleep, aren’t you?”
“I can’t sleep, Master. Do you want to chat about something?”
“No.”
“Oh…” Jiang Huai had to agree. After a moment, he heard Chu Xianning’s voice, “Tail.”
Jiang Huai was stunned. He summoned his tail. He was a bit confused as to why she suddenly wanted his tail. Did she want to reward him again? Heavens, he felt like he was immersed in a pile of colorful bubbles. But the next moment, he heard Chu Xianning say, “Turn around.”
Jiang Huai obediently turned his back to Chu Xianning. The next moment, his tail was grabbed and squeezed by Chu Xianning’s snow-white and tender thighs. He heard Chu Xianning say faintly, “I’m sleeping.”
“Then, how will I sleep?”
“If you don’t want to sleep, then don’t.”
This was Chu Xianning’s last sentence for the night, her angry tone perfectly reflecting her shyness and annoyance at this moment.
…
As it turned out, a fox with its tail being held couldn’t sleep.
Jiang Huai truly couldn’t sleep the entire night. Chu Xianning, however, fell into a sweet sleep after a while, likely because her body was too soft from being kissed. When she woke up, her voice was still a bit娇软. After gently giving a reminder, she finally lifted her legs and released Jiang Huai’s tail.
“Master is awake?” Jiang Huai turned around. Chu Xianning stared at him for a few seconds before softly saying, “I’m going to the secret chamber. If you dare to barge in… I’ll expel you from the sect tomorrow.”
“Mhm, I’ll wait for Master to come back tomorrow to eat Fish Soup Noodles.” Jiang Huai obediently agreed.
Counting the days, today was the time when Chu Xianning’s Flower Spirit Physique would be difficult to suppress. Actually, it wasn’t about the date; Jiang Huai glanced at his slightly damp tail and realized it too.
Last night, Chu Xianning had fidgeted restlessly in her sleep, her legs twisting as she held his tail, making his heart pound. Chu Xianning had already gotten up, covered Jiang Huai’s face with a pillow, and then fled in a hurry after changing into her Daoist robe. Jiang Huai hastily took out the Clarity Pill he had prepared for her. She took it with a grab and then truly ran off. Jiang Huai sat up and looked at the slightly soiled white silk knee-high socks placed by the bedside, recalling everything from last night again.
So lewd.
He couldn’t help but roll around on Chu Xianning’s bed a few more times. After a while, he remembered to gather all of Chu Xianning’s bedsheets, preparing to wash them all.
Chu Xianning’s body was already sensitive, and she usually practiced abstinence. Last night, a lot of flower dew had spilled onto the bedsheets.
…
After tidying everything up, Jiang Huai, who had nothing to do in the courtyard, went to Wanwan’s courtyard.
Wanwan’s courtyard wasn’t a succubus den every day. When Jiang Huai arrived, the girls were still practicing sword techniques. Fu Fu’s sword skills were already quite proficient. Jiang Huai began teaching the girls in the courtyard sword practice. After preparing lunch, he felt sleepy from eating his fill. Fu Fu yawned and went to take a nap, while Wanwan winked at Jiang Huai, wanting him to accompany her to Desolate Sword Mountain to lecture on swordsmanship.
At this moment, Wen Wanwan was already the Senior Disciple Sister of Desolate Sword Mountain. Her cultivation at the Void Refining first layer already made her look down on all the younger generation in Tian Xuan Sect. Therefore, she was invited by the elders to set an example for the disciples. Outside, she still wore a simple Daoist Robe, not even wearing any jewelry, only a wooden hairpin, appearing cold and dignified.
However, Jiang Huai still felt that Wanwan was becoming more and more wife-like. Her buttocks were increasingly plump, and it seemed like her scent had become more and more sweet. He obediently accompanied Wen Wanwan to lecture on swordsmanship at Desolate Sword Mountain for the entire afternoon, imparting a lot of Sword Dao experience to the inner sect disciples. He also practiced sword techniques with Wen Wanwan. A curious disciple below the stage asked about their current relationship. Jiang Huai looked at the audience and softly replied, “We’re getting married next year.”
On the way back to the mountain, Wen Wanwan held Jiang Huai’s arm. Her steps now seemed to bounce along. Her snow-white and tender cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were sparkling and intoxicating. Jiang Huai looked down at her, “Why do you suddenly seem so excited?”
“Senior Brother Jiang Huai said we’re getting married next year. Is it true?”
“Of course it is.” Jiang Huai winked at her. “I’m already preparing to make a wedding dress for Wanwan.”
Qingyu’s wedding date was next spring, so Wanwan’s wedding date should also be approaching. Jiang Huai had always made plans in his heart. Now that their relationship was so perfect, the marriage Jiang Huai had always feared suddenly lost all its terror.
Wen Wanwan held Jiang Huai tighter. They hadn’t even arrived at the courtyard yet, but she was already finding it difficult to control herself. She pushed Jiang Huai against a roadside tree, stood on tiptoes, and leaned in to kiss his lips. After a loud smack, her cheeks became even more flushed, and she tightly held Jiang Huai’s arm, her steps hurried.
Back in the courtyard, Fu Fu had just greeted her sister when Wen Wanwan found it increasingly difficult to contain herself. She asked Jiang Huai to go to the bathhouse first. After a while, Wanwan walked to the bathhouse again. However, it was only when Wanwan took off her outer Daoist Robe that Jiang Huai realized she had just gone to her room to change into this white, hollowed-out, form-fitting undergarment and overwhelmingly cute white silk sling socks. Even her underwear was adorned with pearls, which surprised Jiang Huai. “Where… where did you buy these clothes?”
“It’s… Fu Fu saw it written in Senior Brother Jiang Huai’s scripts, and then, then she made it together with Su Qingyi…” Wen Wanwan slowly walked towards Jiang Huai. Only when she was truly close did Jiang Huai realize that she had a fluffy bunny tail behind her.
So lewd.
…
When Su Qingyi arrived at the bathhouse with clean clothes that needed changing, Jiang Huai and Wen Wanwan were lying by the edge of the bathhouse, almost unable to muster any strength, their bodies soft. Su Qingyi wagged her tail and happily hopped over to them, showing no sign of shame on her face. Instead, she asked Wen Wanwan, “Wanwan, do you want me to help clean you?”
“No.” Wen Wanwan puffed out her cheeks and refused with a languid tone.
Normally, she could clean herself with her sister or Qingyu, but if Su Qingyi were to do it, Wen Wanwan hadn’t slept in the same bed with Jiang Huai and Su Qingyi together. Therefore, Wanwan refused. But a moment later, she mumbled softly, “Can I ask you to clean Senior Brother Jiang Huai for me?”
“Ew… it’s not a big problem.” Su Qingyi came to Jiang Huai’s side, who was still lying by the bathhouse, and swept his face with her tail. “Hurry up and turn into a little fox.”
Jiang Huai was too lazy to say anything more to her. After turning into a little fox, Su Qingyi went into the bathhouse. Looking at him sitting on the bathhouse steps, she obediently leaned closer and began to scrub him with bubbles.
…
Tonight was still Wanwan and Fu Fu. Su Qingyi, standing beside them, blinked her eyes with curiosity and asked if she could join the fun. Wen Wanwan first glanced at Jiang Huai. She stuck out her tongue, indicating she had no objections. Fu Fu, on the other hand, had flushed cheeks, but Su Qingyi held her arm and coquettishly swayed, so Fu Fu, with her cheeks still rosy, agreed. Jiang Huai spread his hands.
No comment.
Su Qingyi was truly there to watch the show. She could also watch the show while touching herself. Fu Fu and Wanwan were made soft by Jiang Huai’s bullying. Earlier, Fu Fu was both in love with and afraid of doing bad things at night, but now she had gradually tasted the sweetness and was no longer shyly closing her eyes like before. Instead, she would push Jiang Huai down and carefully rise and fall. In a short while, her legs became very weak, and Jiang Huai had to support her buttocks to prevent her from accidentally reaching the deepest point.
After bullying Fu Fu and Wanwan until they were too weak to move, Su Qingyi, standing beside them, playfully lifted her white and tender little feet clad in black silk and wagged her fox ears, “Can this little fox try too? This little fox has learned now!”
So she was here to learn strange knowledge.
…
The next morning, Jiang Huai made breakfast for the girls in the courtyard. He kissed one of them on the forehead and reminded them to get up later to eat breakfast before returning to his own courtyard. He began to concoct Fish Soup Noodles in the courtyard.
Chu Xianning returned from outside in the early morning, dressed in a Daoist Robe, her eyes clear, still dignified and pure like a goddess.
However, she subconsciously used the Qi Gazing Technique to look at Jiang Huai but found that because their cultivation levels differed by a whole major realm, she could no longer peer into Jiang Huai. After staring at Jiang Huai directly for a few seconds, Jiang Huai obediently confessed.
“Wen Wanwan’s body is so soft, and you’re always like this with her…”
“No, not just Wanwan, but Fu Fu too…” Jiang Huai replied guiltily.
Chu Xianning gave him a cold glance. Ultimately, she didn’t delve deeper into the topic. She had always been skilled at decluttering; things she didn’t need to know were best left unknown. She sat at the table, picked up her chopsticks, and began to eat the Fish Soup Noodles.
