“Let’s stop for now.”
Jiang Huai got up, and the sudden scraping made Jiang Zhi’s waist arch a little more. She frantically pulled away the pillow and gazed at Jiang Huai’s face, her voice hoarse with instinct, “Why?”
“I heard you crying and it sounded so sad, let’s rest for a while.”
“You don’t need to worry about me, or pay attention to me… just pretend you didn’t hear, pretend you didn’t see. Didn’t you write about so many evil bastards in your books? Don’t they get more excited when they see a woman cry?”
Jiang Huai didn’t speak, just shook his head helplessly and lay down beside her. He looked towards the distant sky. The sun had completely set, but the stars and moon had finally appeared in the sky.
Neither of them spoke, just silently watched the stars. Jiang Zhi’s body gradually calmed down. After a while, she slowly spoke, “Why aren’t you talking?”
“I’m thinking about how to comfort you.”
“I’m not crying because I’m sad, nor because I’m unwilling to dual cultivate with you… I just couldn’t help but shed tears just now.”
“I thought I would never see you cry again.” Jiang Huai turned sideways, looking at her profile. “You always told me before that once cultivation reaches its peak, everything becomes long and void. But being able to shed tears and feel pain now, isn’t that proof that you are still alive and conscious?”
“Perhaps.” Jiang Zhi bit her lips slightly and reached out to tug Jiang Huai’s arm. “I’m okay now.”
“Then will you cry again?”
“No.”
“Oh…” Jiang Huai still couldn’t think of any words to comfort Jiang Zhi. Fortunately, Jiang Zhi didn’t seem to need his comfort. She seemed to be struggling and fighting with herself, constantly striving, but gradually she couldn’t focus on it anymore.
Because Jiang Huai was about to go all out.
The evil A Mumu once borrowed a sentence in a book, the key to opening a woman’s heart is (), perhaps this sentence is not entirely unreasonable. People live for all sorts of desires, and the physical pleasure of instinct is the highest desire. Jiang Zhi wasn’t afraid of pain, and that slight pain quickly dissipated. So she began to welcome wave after wave, like a small boat on a stormy sea. She could only clench the bedsheet or his shoulder tightly with her fingertips. She seemed lost in this sea, but it didn’t matter even if she fell to the bottom.
But soon she broke her promise.
Because Jiang Huai, when she started to beg for mercy, completely ignored her and just attacked head-on, making her cry.
…
In fact, Jiang Huai had been abstaining for three days.
Because he always felt a strange awkwardness. He was truly grateful for everything Jiang Zhi had done for him, and respected herEspecially. He had indeed praised her beauty, but they were never on the same level. Yet, for some strange reason, they had to dual cultivate. Jiang Huai always felt a little awkward, so he decided to abstain for a short while to calm down.
This way, when he bullied Jiang Zhi later, he wouldn’t feel awkward in his heart. He would just let instinct take over.
Even though Jiang Huai had promised Jiang Zhi to watch the stars in the courtyard during their break, it was already morning before he knew it. Jiang Zhi was now lying on his chest, fast asleep. The bedsheets were already messed up, and Jiang Zhi’s body was damp. Her skin was naturally smooth and tender, and now she was sweating profusely from dual cultivation. Jiang Huai wanted to carry her to bathe, but she was sleeping so soundly. After thinking about it, he decided to close his eyes too and fall asleep just like that.
…
When he woke up, it was raining heavily outside the window.
Jiang Huai slowly opened his eyes and realized that Jiang Zhi was no longer by his side. She had already bathed and put on a purple palace dress. She was sitting calmly by the bedside, reading a script. Her legs were crossed under the skirt hem, and her snow-white and tender feet swayed lightly. When Jiang Huai moved his gaze to her face, her face had returned to its usual lazy and cold demeanor.
Jiang Huai got up first. As soon as he sat up, Jiang Zhi moved her chair, lifted her little feet, and stepped on his chest. Her eyes looked down at him, “You’re awake?”
“I’m awake.” Jiang Huai looked at her innocently.
“Then it’s time to settle the score.” Jiang Zhi’s cold voice finally revealed a hint of gritted teeth.
“Settle the score? What score?” Jiang Huai spread his hands, looking at the snow-white calf stepping on his chest within his sight.
“Why didn’t you stop when I told you to…?”
“You were telling me to stop while tightly clamping me with your legs,” Jiang Huai replied innocently.
“That’s not true!”
“Sigh, women, sigh.” Jiang Huai helplessly grabbed her slender ankle. “Then how do you want to settle the score? Hmm? Do you want to punish me with your feet twice again, or do you want me to kiss your little feet again? Sigh… Come on, tell me, bring it all out.”
Jiang Huai stared straight into her eyes. After a few seconds, it was Jiang Zhi who turned her face away first, retracted her white and tender little feet, and put them back on the chair. She hugged her calves and buried her face in her knees.
Her cheeks bulged slightly, making her look a little cute at the moment.
Silence filled the room. After a long while, Jiang Huai spoke, “Sister, you always used to mock me as a hypocrite. Why have you become like this when it comes to yourself?”
“Like what?”
“You said you liked me during dual cultivation, but then you turned your back on me after it was over.”
“You!”
Jiang Zhi’s eyes widened. Her memory was a bit hazy, but as Jiang Huai reminded her, Jiang Zhi remembered that this scoundrel, knowing she was about to (), insisted on stopping and asking her by her ear if she liked it. Tears were about to fall from her eyes, and she could only stammer a reply.
“I didn’t say what I liked!” Jiang Zhi immediately replied. Jiang Huai didn’t dwell on it anymore, just softly said “oh” and continued to gaze into her eyes.
The two looked at each other for a while longer.
Outside, the rain was falling heavily. Jiang Zhi looked at the wind chimes hanging by the door and bedside, which were swaying wildly in the wind. She finally spoke slowly, “From now on, at this time every week, come to my place… for dual cultivation.”
“Okay.” Jiang Huai gently agreed.
“Apart from this time, if you dare to mention dual cultivation again, I’ll break your legs.”
“Okay.” Jiang Huai obediently agreed, but smiled at her, until Jiang Zhi couldn’t bear the shyness and annoyance any longer. She couldn’t help but lift her white and tender feet again, as if to kick him, but Jiang Huai grabbed her ankle again. Her white and tender lotus feet were held in his hands and played with carefully.
“I know you don’t like me that much,” Jiang Huai said softly while playing with her feet. “But if we treat everything as a transaction for mutual benefit, it’s too cold. At least try to like me a little during dual cultivation?”
Jiang Zhi looked at him with disdain. “Are you saying this to me or to yourself?”
“Alas, sister is good in every way, except she doesn’t know how to pretend to be foolish.”
“I won’t lie to myself like you.”
Jiang Huai got up, and his hand slid down her calf to her snow-white waist. He lifted her up and gently placed her on the bed, placing a pillow under her snow-white waist. But her dress hadn’t been taken off yet. At this moment, Jiang Zhi’s eyes showed a hint of panic. She heard Jiang Huai sigh helplessly, “Since you can’t lie to yourself, let’s just cultivate more at once. This way, we can meet fewer times in the future. Does that make sense?”
“My legs are weak.” Jiang Zhi’s voice softened considerably.
“You don’t have to exert any effort.” Jiang Huai gently parted her snow-white and tender legs. Jiang Zhi turned her face away. After a while, she simply grabbed the quilt and covered her face, not wanting to see or think about anything, so as not to feel so ashamed.
…
When the rain stopped, Jiang Huai left Jiang Zhi’s courtyard, satisfied.
After dealing with women for a long time, Jiang Huai had learned a principle: never listen to what a woman says, but watch what she does.
Jiang Zhi was not as resistant to dual cultivation as Jiang Huai thought. If she truly resisted, her eyes would show disgust, not shyness and annoyance. However, from when Jiang Huai entered the room yesterday until now, he hadn’t seen the slightest hint of disgust in her eyes. Her shyness and annoyance probably stemmed from the fact that she still placed herself in a senior position, but now her body was being wantonly played with by a junior, hence the humiliation of dignity being shattered.
Although she verbally rejected it, her body was honest. Otherwise, when Jiang Huai carried her to bed for the second time, she wouldn’t have complied so obediently but would have told him to get out. Because she herself knew that the benefits of dual cultivation were greatest within a certain period, and subsequent dual cultivation would have minimal effect. She knew this, and Jiang Huai knew it too, but she still agreed obediently. No one could say for sure whether it was a case of “what’s done is done,” or if she had grown to like this feeling, or if she had found a peculiar pleasure in this humiliation… who knew?
Back in his courtyard, Jiang Huai brewed himself a pot of hot tea and looked up at the gloomy sky.
He had never lived with great ambition, only wanting to muddle through life day by day. Finally, he had a goal, but the road ahead was vast. To this day, he still did not know what the upper realm looked like. Perhaps it was because he was used to muddle through life, but he still held a sense of awe in his heart for the unknown.
But he had to go, even if it was just to see her one more time.
…
Seven days later.
Jiang Huai and Jiang Zhi were discussing swords in the sky.
The battle between two cultivators of the Ninth Realm had too wide a scope, so they had to stay far away from the mortal world. Even though Jiang Huai’s cultivation level had reached the sixth level of the Ninth Realm today, he was still no match for Jiang Zhi. However, Jiang Zhi, who had previously left many sword wounds on him, was particularly restrained today. The sword edge only left a shallow white mark on his skin as it cut across, nothing more.
“Sister, are you starting to feel sorry for me?” Jiang Huai said again, his mouth being untimely.
Jiang Zhi gave him a cold glance. The next moment, the sword edge cut a bloodstain on his chest. She said faintly, “I don’t want your blood to stain my bedsheets.”
“Then why are you getting anxious just by saying that?”
“Because your mind must be filled with very dirty and lewd thoughts.”
“You’re not me, how do you know what I’m thinking?”
Jiang Zhi rushed towards him again. Before the sword edge could be used, Jiang Huai put his own sword away. She instinctively retracted her sword edge. The next moment, she fell into Jiang Huai’s arms. Jiang Huai hugged her slender and tall body by the waist and said, “Okay, the sword discussion is over, it’s time for the main business.”
Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhi didn’t struggle. She just pouted slightly and was carried by him to the courtyard without a word. This time, Jiang Huai still just laid her flat on the bed. Jiang Zhi grabbed the quilt and covered her face.
She didn’t want Jiang Huai to see her embarrassed state of drooling when she was being bullied.
