Chu Hu Hu
Previously, Chu Xianning would need an entire day to suppress the desires of her Flower Spirit Physique.
However, today, even before noon, Chu Xianning had already sensed that the desires of her Flower Spirit Physique had completely dissipated. She supposed it was only natural. She was no longer a maiden, and her usual desires had already dwindled significantly, so they wouldn’t torment her as they used to.
But Jiang Huai was relentless. He kissed Chu Xianning’s lips, and at this moment, he was still pressing down on her. During a brief pause in their kiss, Chu Xianning heard him softly say, “I want to see Master transform into a fox.”
“No,” Chu Xianning coolly refused.
So, Jiang Huai suddenly stopped all his movements. Chu Xianning’s previously tensed toes relaxed completely, and her waist began to twist unconsciously. Jiang Huai’s abrupt stop left her with a sudden void. She reached out and instinctively grabbed Jiang Huai’s waist, but at this moment, she could only stammer when she heard Jiang Huai speak again, “I want to see Master transform into a fox.”
“No…” Chu Xianning replied shyly and angrily. Jiang Huai continued to kiss her lips, but he also thrust into her hard one more time before immediately withdrawing again. Seeing Chu Xianning on the verge of tears, a sense of guilt quietly surged in his heart.
Isn’t this a bit too much bullying?
“You… you little bastard…”
“I just want to see the fox.” Jiang Huai looked at her delicate pink tongue and leaned in to kiss it gently. Chu Xianning still refused to yield, one hand gripping his waist, the other tightly clutching the bedsheet. Jiang Huai then cautiously and slowly thrust into her one more time.
Chu Xianning let out a soft cry, but Jiang Huai slowly withdrew again.
Chu Xianning was both embarrassed and anxious, feeling as though she was about to cry. Jiang Huai thought he shouldn’t bully Chu Xianning anymore, so he obediently leaned in again. However, this time, he held back no longer, instead thrusting almost without restraint, as if he were about to tear her slender body apart.
Chu Xianning’s gasps carried a hint of crying. When Jiang Huai finally stopped, Chu Xianning’s body was trembling slightly, as if she were in spasms. A few tears still lingered at the corners of her eyes. Jiang Huai looked at Chu Xianning before him cautiously, yet he continued to tease, “Master went off secretly without waiting for me…”
It seemed this sentence finally pushed Chu Xianning’s embarrassment and anger to their limit. With her Mahayana cultivation level, how could her body be so frail? Especially since she had been a sword cultivator for so many years! Almost instinctively, she shoved Jiang Huai away. Before Jiang Huai could speak, Chu Xianning had already pinned him beneath her. At this moment, a snow-white fox tail emerged from behind her and flicked across Jiang Huai’s face. Her eyes were full of anger, as if she were about to devour Jiang Huai.
So scary.
***
At noon, Jiang Huai collapsed on the bed, his face devoid of life.
At this moment, Chu Xianning was lying on his chest, her slender fingers drawing circles on his chest. She adopted a lazy, cold demeanor and said calmly, “Do you still want to see the fox in the future?”
“Yes.”
As soon as Jiang Huai finished speaking, Chu Xianning’s white and tender little hand grabbed “Little Huai” and began her punishment.
“No, I can’t anymore, Master. I have nothing left… nothing at all…”
“Weren’t you so powerful when you were bullying me?” Chu Xianning leaned in, looking at his cheeks, and then gently kissed his lips again, feigning a gentle tone, “Be good, let’s do it one more time.”
***
“Do you still want to see the fox in the future?”
Chu Xianning was now sitting to his side, her white silken feet covered in dirt. Her eyes stared at him with a cold indifference. Jiang Huai kept shaking his head, “No more, no more. I’ll never watch again.”
Chu Xianning tilted her head slightly. Only now did she finally put away her cold demeanor. Her snow-white fox tail playfully flicked his face again. “Serves you right for bullying me.”
Jiang Huai thought Chu Xianning’s body couldn’t retaliate any further, but he had forgotten that Chu Xianning could punish him with her hands and feet. He was confined to the bed all day by Chu Xianning, not allowed to get up. Even during his rest time, Chu Xianning would feed him nectar, giving him no chance to recover.
This time, the roles had finally reversed. Even though his cultivation level was higher than Chu Xianning’s, it seemed Jiang Huai could only tremble before her.
Perhaps the main reason was seeing Chu Xianning lift her white and tender little feet opposite him, while a fluid slowly flowed from her body – it was too alluring.
It wasn’t until evening that Chu Xianning finally let Jiang Huai go. She got up and they went to the bathhouse together to bathe. This time, she didn’t have to worry about Jiang Huai having ill intentions in the bathhouse. Jiang Huai was now as well-behaved and obedient as could be. He respectfully applied flower dew to her, his movements gentle and careful.
“Do you know you were wrong?”
“Yes, yes, I know,” Jiang Huai quickly replied.
Chu Xianning poked his forehead with her finger, a hint of longing, perhaps also helplessness, in her eyes. Looking at him, she softly asked, “Are you still cultivating tonight?”
“Yes!” Jiang Huai immediately replied.
Chu Xianning was momentarily speechless. She conjured her fox tail again and playfully flicked his face.
She turned her face away and muttered, “No more cultivation tonight… we’ll talk about it in a few days.”
“Okay, I’ll listen to whatever Master says.”
Jiang Huai’s fingertips gently traced circles on Chu Xianning’s snow-white lower abdomen.
***
Early morning.
Jiang Huai woke up early. He was going to Qingxuan Sect to pick up his bride tomorrow, and all the guests he had invited had arrived today. Ji Qingxuan had already reached the foot of Tian Xuan Sect’s mountain, and he had to go and pick her up personally. Xu Qing and Mu Yao were not visiting Tian Xuan Sect for the first time, so they came directly to Jiang Huai’s courtyard upon arrival.
Chu Xianning was drinking tea in the courtyard. Xu Qing and Mu Yao greeted Chu Xianning first.
Last night, Jiang Huai had indeed done nothing untoward. He had simply held Chu Xianning’s fragrant and soft body and caressed her white and tender thighs under her skirt for a very long time. Chu Xianning’s cheeks were burning, but she still allowed him to touch her like that, gently coaxing him to sleep only late into the night.
At this moment, Chu Xianning was wearing a white Daoist robe. At first glance, she still looked like that cold and pure Moonlit fairy. Perhaps only in Jiang Huai’s eyes did Chu Xianning always look so sweet and delicious.
Mu Yao and Xu Qing went to Wen Wanwan’s courtyard first, while Jiang Huai went to the foot of Tian Xuan Sect to pick up Ji Qingxuan. Ji Qingxuan was wearing a light purple spring dress and pearl-colored high heels. Her figure was slender, and her demeanor was cold. However, the moment she saw Jiang Huai, her coldness melted into a hint of wistfulness, and her eyes seemed to betray a touch of charming coquetry.
“Let’s go, I’ll take you to the courtyard first and introduce you to some friends.”
Ji Qingxuan walked beside him, softly asking, “Are they all your Dao Companions?”
“Yes.”
Ji Qingxuan subtly pinched his waist. Jiang Huai winced in pain but merely reached out dissatisfied and poked her waist lightly. He led her to Wen Wanwan’s courtyard, where Wanwan and Bai Li were cooking. Wen Fufu came out to entertain Ji Qingxuan.
Xu Qing and Mu Yao had stayed in Wen Wanwan’s courtyard for quite some time during their last visit; they were now like sisters. Only Ji Qingxuan was a stranger, and she had a cold demeanor that made her seem difficult to get along with. Fortunately, the first step to breaking the ice was a mahjong competition in Wen Wanwan’s courtyard.
They didn’t gamble with Spirit Stones but started betting on various truth-or-dare questions. Ji Qingxuan was pushed onto the mahjong table, and before long, she spilled everything about how she met Jiang Huai, how it was a twist of fate, how many times they had engaged in Dual Cultivation, and what bad things they had done. Afterward, the players on the table united to condemn the scoundrel Jiang Xiaohu, while Jiang Huai had already slipped away to the kitchen to steal Fried meatballs.
No one at the dining table seemed unhappy; they were all in good spirits. Jiang Huai let out a small sigh of relief. He heard them suggest a walk in the forest at the foot of Tian Xuan Sect after the meal, and Jiang Huai accompanied them.
Xu Qing came up to him and handed him a hairpin, saying softly, “This is a gift for Sister Qingyu.”
Jiang Huai carefully put it away and then winked at Xu Qing, “Do I have a gift too?”
“You don’t,” Xu Qing puffed out her cheeks and stared at him with unwavering eyes. But the next moment, Jiang Huai gently embraced her and whispered in her ear, “Then let me hold you for a while.”
If they were alone, Xu Qing might not have blushed at his embrace, but with all the sisters watching in the courtyard, her body stiffened. Still, she obediently reached out and gently embraced Jiang Huai.
She was tall and soft to hug, and the faint scent from her body was especially pleasant.
After a while, Mu Yao bounced over to Jiang Huai and handed him a chessboard, “This is a gift for Qingyu. Can you give it to her for me tomorrow?”
“Then what about me?”
“Of course, you have one too. Hold out your hand.” Mu Yao smiled at him. As soon as Jiang Huai held out his hand, Mu Yao leaned in and bit his arm hard.
Jiang Huai stared at her resentfully, trying to shake her off several times but failing. After a while, Mu Yao let go, looked at the faint teeth marks on his arm, and smiled with satisfaction.
“Little puppy,” Jiang Huai poked her forehead with his finger.
“You’re the little puppy,” Mu Yao put her hands on her hips and snorted. She wouldn’t be as reserved as Xu Qing. She tilted her head up and stared at him directly, “When are you going to marry me?”
“I’ll marry you when you’re a little more obedient.”
“I won’t be obedient.”
“Then I’ll marry you when you’re twenty.” Jiang Huai gently poked her cheek with his finger, then turned to look at Xu Qing’s eyes and gently took her hand, “Qingqing, come to my room tonight.”
Xu Qing tilted her head, “For what?”
“To take your measurements, so I can make your wedding dress.”
Xu Qing was stunned for a moment, and a blush spread across her white and tender cheeks. Her eyes darted away. After a while, she softly replied, “Y-yes, I understand.”
At this moment, Su Qingyi chimed in, adding fuel to the fire, “Sister Qingqing, you have to be careful. He might start taking off your clothes while measuring you. A man’s words are like a deceptive ghost. Hmph, he’s full of sweet talk. If he doesn’t really marry you, don’t let him take advantage of you so easily.”
Jiang Huai’s eyes darkened. He turned to see Ji Qingxuan standing among the crowd, quietly observing everything. Jiang Huai darted over to her and cupped her cool, delicate face in his hands, “Give me your measurements too, thank you.”
Ji Qingxuan turned her face away, “You measure yourself.”
“Then sneak into my room one night another day.” Jiang Huai released her face but then, when she wasn’t paying attention, gently rubbed her soft, tender cheeks. The coolness on her cheeks seemed to melt away, replaced by a hint of shy annoyance and playful grumble.
