The moonlight was bright, and the eyes of the two met in mid-air.
“Why is Aunt Bai looking at me like that?”
But the moment Jiang Huai said this, Bai Jin’s expression turned gentle again, as if the resentment and grumbling Jiang Huai had just seen were merely an illusion. Bai Jin calmly retorted, “Is there?”
“Perhaps?” Jiang Huai cautiously probed.
“Perhaps it’s because I realized that after Little Pear marries you, I’ll be alone in the Western Region, and I feel a bit reluctant,” Bai Jin replied gently. Jiang Huai’s gaze remained fixed on her. It was then that he noticed her slender, tender, snow-white little feet beneath her ankle. Her toenails were painted a light purple, adorned with tiny speckles of glitter, exuding a strangely alluring charm.
“Since there will be no more wars in the Western Region from now on, if Aunt Bai wishes, she should be able to visit Bai Li anytime, right?”
“Ultimately, it will only be a visit,” Bai Jin replied softly. “I just feel a bit reluctant, but a daughter must eventually marry. I’m not blaming Little Huai.”
“If Aunt Bai wishes, it wouldn’t be a problem to live in the Eastern Region, would it?”
Bai Jin gently shook her head. “After all, I’m Little Pear’s maternal family. It wouldn’t be appropriate to live with you.”
“What’s appropriate or not appropriate? If you want to, just come and stay,” Jiang Huai said softly. Bai Jin gazed at him gently for a few seconds, then nodded very, very lightly, a slight smile curling her lips. “As long as I want to?”
“Of course.”
“Can I consider this Jiang Huai’s promise to me?”
“Of course, you can.”
“I’ve noted it down,” Bai Jin playfully winked at him, her white and tender jade feet swinging beneath her skirt. Jiang Huai’s gaze was almost involuntarily drawn to them. Bai Jin followed his gaze and tilted her head slightly, then when she looked up again, Jiang Huai had already averted his gaze, a hint of awkwardness in his eyes.
“Does Little Huai like it?”
“Ha… Ah? Hahaha, wh-what are you talking about?” Jiang Huai was already sweating profusely.
“Don’t you like it?” Bai Jin tilted her head slightly, a trace of disappointment seeming to appear in her eyes.
“L-like what?” Jiang Huai began to play dumb.
But Bai Jin innocently stretched out her calf, her snow-white, smooth instep bathed in moonlight. Her slender, delicate toes wriggled slightly under the moonlight, her pupils full of innocence. “I just feel like Little Huai’s gaze has been lingering on my feet a bit too much?”
“Yes, it seems to be a little bit.”
“What is it?” Bai Jin gazed into his eyes. “Do you want Aunt to serve you with her feet?”
“No, no, I didn’t say that.”
“I know you didn’t,” Bai Jin’s fingertips twirled strands of silver hair at her chest. “So, I’m asking if you *want* to?”
A strange, gentle, wifely aura.
Jiang Huai always suspected that Bai Jin’s gentle face concealed a scheming heart, and that she was currently toying with his slight embarrassment. At this moment, her slender and delicate jade feet were swaying gently and playfully. Seeing that he couldn’t speak, Bai Jin did something even more outrageous. She bent her calf slightly, and the jade feet of her two white and tender feet closed together at the soles, swaying gently.
Such a seductive movement.
“No, no, no, it’s too late, Aunt Bai. You should sleep now.”
Jiang Huai suddenly felt like escaping, feeling like he was the one being played with. But in the next moment, he saw that hint of disappointment reappear on Bai Jin’s face. Even her cold, aloof eyes seemed to reveal a trace of resentment and grievance. “Little Huai is truly a fickle person.”
“Huh?”
“You clearly said you liked it a lot when we were in the Western Region last time.”
“I-I like it, I didn’t say I didn’t like it.”
“Then… why do you want to escape?”
“I’m not, I’m not escaping.”
“Come here quickly,” Bai Jin beckoned him with a finger, her eyes revealing a hint of cunning again, like a mischievous kitten. Jiang Huai, in a daze, walked up to Bai Jin as if compelled. Bai Jin was still seated on the chair. She slightly raised her white and tender calf, her toes easily grabbing the ties of his clothes and skillfully untying them.
A gust of wind blew, and Little Huai of Jiang felt a chill.
“Wait obediently for a while,” Bai Jin said, then withdrew her fair, slender legs and curled her body up on the chair. She took out a porcelain bottle. The bath oil she usually used was gently poured onto her delicate pink, smooth insteps. She slightly bent over and spread it evenly with her fingertips until both her white and tender feet were wet, glistening in the moonlight. Only then did her lips curl up in satisfaction. She looked up, “All done.”
“Little Huai just needs to stand properly and enjoy Aunt’s service.”
“Isn’t it a bit, a bit not, not good…”
Before Jiang Huai could finish his sentence, a slender, snow-white thigh under Bai Jin’s skirt suddenly lifted high. Her white and tender toes lightly touched his lips. Her eyes instantly became cold and authoritative. “Not good?”
“Very good,” Jiang Huai gave up resisting.
…
“Mm…”
Bai Jin lowered her head, looking at her stretched-out, white and tender leg, gently wiggling her sticky toes, and looked at Jiang Huai in front of her. Jiang Huai’s head was still a bit dizzy. A faint sweet scent of bath oil permeated the air. The bath oil was extracted from spirit flowers. Bai Jin, with her Ninth Realm cultivation, was naturally free of any dust, leaving only a faint fragrance. Looking at the still somewhat bewildered Jiang Huai, she tapped his chest with her fingertip. “Is it not enough yet?”
“Yes, it’s not enough,” Jiang Huai replied expressionlessly.
Once the limit of his shame was reached, he became like this. Before Bai Jin could say anything, Jiang Huai grabbed her ankles. Her white and tender feet were forced together. Her body was so soft. Looking into Jiang Huai’s eyes, she heard him say, “So, I’ll borrow those little feet of yours again.”
“Little Huai only wanted to borrow my feet again?” Bai Jin’s eyes held a trace of mockery, as if teasing Little Huai of Jiang. Jiang Huai glared at her indignantly. “You bullied Little Pear, so I’m bullying you. Is that wrong?”
“That’s true,” Jiang Huai thought. He released her ankles. Bai Jin seemed to understand the meaning in his eyes. She first stood up from the chair, then turned around, placing her knees on the chair and leaning forward to gently hug the back of the chair.
Her body was slender and tall, but her buttocks were as full as a harvest moon.
And then?
And then the chair was accidentally knocked over, and Bai Jin’s body was scooped into his arms and brutally toyed with.
This was in the courtyard. Moonlight filled the courtyard. Bai Jin’s silver hair swayed in the wind. Her figure was tall, and even standing on one leg with the other slender leg on his shoulder was an easy feat.
…
This small knot that had troubled Jiang Huai for half a month completely disappeared.
Jiang Huai gently squeezed Bai Jin’s cheek, who was now sitting on the chair, and looked into her eyes with satisfaction. “Do you want me to carry Aunt to bathe?”
“Aunt can still walk,” Bai Jin reached out and poked his chest lightly. “It’s late, go back to sleep.”
“Do you want me to accompany you?”
But Bai Jin covered her mouth and laughed. Jiang Huai initially didn’t understand why she was laughing, but Bai Jin laughed more and more merrily. After a while, she stopped laughing and playfully swung her white and tender feet. “I’m not Little Pear. Alright, alright, I’ll take care of myself. Go back and rest now?”
“Oh…” Jiang Huai turned and walked away. After a few steps, he suddenly heard Bai Jin say softly, “Thank you, Little Huai, I really like it.”
“You’re too kind, Aunt Bai. You should sleep early too.”
“Okay.”
Jiang Huai heard Bai Jin’s laughter again and quickened his pace, escaping from Bai Li’s courtyard. Walking back, bathed in moonlight, Jiang Huai was still thinking to himself, how did it seem like he was taken advantage of again?
No, it was clearly mutual consent, helping each other, and well-being for both sides. Therefore, Aunt Bai is a good woman.
Jiang Huai returned to his own courtyard. Jun Anshui was in the room reading a script. Seeing Jiang Huai return, she rubbed her eyes and pounced into his arms. Jiang Huai carried her back to the bed. Jun Anshui lay on him, looking at him with expectant eyes, but saying nothing.
Jiang Huai reached out and gently poked her face. “Want to dual cultivate again?”
Jun Anshui timidly nodded.
“Then let’s have a small cultivation session twice?”
Jun Anshui’s eyes lit up. She obediently lowered the underwear beneath her skirt. Jiang Huai didn’t need to do anything; he just needed to lean on the bed obediently. Jun Anshui slowly, gracefully, and softly sat down by herself.
She hadn’t even removed her dress. Her dress was still neat, and the skirt spread out, covering all the seductive parts, making it even more so.
A fully automatic little dragon girl.
Jiang Huai rested his head on his hands, lying there lazily. He felt as though he was the one acting as a tool.
Damn it!
…
The next day, early morning.
It was the second day of the Five Regions Grand Competition. Jiang Huai woke up early. Jun Anshui was sleeping soundly. He didn’t know if it was an illusion, but Jiang Huai felt like Jun Anshui’s body had grown a little bigger.
He got out of bed and put on his clothes. The moment he stepped over the threshold, his heart skipped a beat.
He had broken through.
He had advanced from the fifth level of Body Integration to the sixth level.
This was due to him furiously absorbing the primal life spiritual qi in the Life Divine Tree Secret Realm yesterday, as well as dual cultivating with Jun Anshui and Bai Jin, two Ninth Realm great cultivators. He had only been at the fifth level a few days ago, and now breaking through felt as easy as breathing.
If he were to indulge in such depravity every day of the Five Regions Grand Competition as he did last night, perhaps by the end of the Grand Competition, he would be ready to face his Mahayana Tribulation of Inner Demon.
Walking on the road, Jiang Huai felt a little guilty. His cultivation level couldn’t be hidden. Chu Xianning and Luo Yueguan would definitely see that he had broken through. As for the reason for breaking through… Chu Xianning knew about his relationship with Jun Anshui, and might have already told Luo Yueguan. Although it didn’t seem like a big deal, thinking about it made him feel a bit awkward.
It was still because Jun Anshui’s petite loli figure was too evil. And she wasn’t afraid of pain at all. Jiang Huai was careful even when bullying Little Bai Li, but Jun Anshui was completely fearless.
Ninth Realm Dragon Lady, truly terrifying.
