Rainy day.
Jiang Huai sat by the lake, gazing at the ripples on the water, his heart feeling a little calmer.
Things he wanted to escape from couldn’t be escaped after all. Although Jiang Huai hadn’t planned to escape, he just felt a little awkward. But once he overcame it, it would be fine. In Jiang Ning’s words, it was desensitization training. Last night, a simple kiss with Xiao Ning almost made her break down. Tonight, Xiao Ning said she wanted to punish him severely. She seemed particularly excited about using her white and tender little feet to punish Huai for the first time. On the contrary, Jiang Huai was a little anxious, so he came out alone to fish.
At some point, Ning Yuzhu arrived, holding an umbrella. She quietly sat down beside him. Then, her slender waist was gently held by Jiang Huai. Jiang Huai turned his head to look at her, “Why are you here?”
“I had nothing to do. Master kept asking me so many things, some of them embarrassing, so I came to find you.”
“What did she ask you?”
“About foot punishment and such…” Ning Yuzhu replied timidly.
“…” Jiang Huai’s eyes twitched slightly, but he didn’t know what to say, so he said nothing.
Ning Yuzhu was still wearing that cute and form-fitting maid dress today, but the hem was shorter. The white silk stockings under the skirt were delicate and warm. After a while, Jiang Huai couldn’t help but start to sneakily touch Ning Yuzhu’s thighs. Ning Yuzhu just sat there obediently, slightly separating her legs beneath the skirt, letting him caress them as he pleased.
Ning Yuzhu seemed to really like the moments when he caressed her, so she just obediently pressed herself against him. She never said much. When she didn’t need to speak, she wouldn’t say anything, like a beautiful doll. Jiang Huai could never guess what she was thinking.
“I’m looking forward to going to the lower realm,” Ning Yuzhu suddenly said.
“Hm?” Jiang Huai looked at her cheeks.
“I’ve been in the upper realm for a very, very long time. I used to think loneliness was nothing, but after getting to know you, I realized making new friends is also very interesting. Once we go to the lower realm, I can meet many of the girls around you, right? Just thinking about it makes me look forward to it.” Ning Yuzhu said gently.
“I’ll introduce Wanwan to you then.”
“Eh? Is she the older sister of the twin sisters from your memory?”
“Yes, Wanwan is very cute. You’ll definitely become good friends with her.”
“Okay,” Ning Yuzhu replied gently.
…
Jiang Huai arrived at Jiang Ning’s room.
It was already nighttime, and of course, he was there to keep his promise. At this moment, Jiang Ning was sitting by the bedside, still in that white slip dress. Her body was slender and delicate, just as Jiang Huai remembered. Her skirt was spread out on the bed, and her slender calves dangled, swinging her legs. In her hand, she was playing with a bottle of flower dew extracted that day, and a chair had already been placed in front of her.
Jiang Huai took a seat and sat properly.
It was Jiang Ning who shyly turned her face away first, muttering in a low voice, “How about you grab my ankle and do it yourself?”
“No,” Jiang Huai shook his head. “That’s too perverted.”
“Hmph… Then isn’t it not perverted to sit here and be stepped on by a shameful Ning?” Jiang Ning pouted slightly, her white and tender little feet kicking his chest once, then she muttered in a low voice, “Should I wear white stockings? Or go barefoot…”
“That… depends on your mood…” Jiang Huai’s gaze began to wander.
“Oh… Then I won’t wear them for now. I’ll wear them later,” Jiang Ning said, trembling as she lifted her white and tender leg and placed it on his leg. However, due to her flurry and unease, she dared not look into Jiang Huai’s eyes.
It was never this shameful when they discussed it normally.
…
The first time is always the hardest.
Once the first time is over, the second and third times won’t be as shameful.
Tonight was a beautiful night, and in the following days, Jiang Ning would often want to try again. Not only that, but she would occasionally act spoiled and pull Ning Yuzhu into her room to serve him together. When she was with Ning Yuzhu, Xiao Ning was very gentle.
Sometimes she would also call Jiang Zhi, but it seemed she was influenced by Jiang Zhi and would learn to say some humiliating things to Huai, making his eyes dim.
She even wanted to have a flexibility challenge of white and tender little feet with Fang Moye, to see who could make Xiao Huai make noises first. The loser had to spank the winner.
Then Xiao Ning lost again.
“Biased, biased, biased, biased,” Jiang Ning said quietly, looking at Jiang Huai in front of her. “You did it on purpose.”
“Did I? No,” Jiang Huai looked at Jiang Ning innocently. Jiang Ning then lay down on the bed, pouting her buttocks slightly, and looked at Fang Moye, who was still a bit confused, her voice a little softer, “I’ve never hit you hard… You… hit me lightly…”
The confusion and bewilderment in Fang Moye’s eyes gradually disappeared, and then turned into anticipation. She raised her hand and slapped.
Although it wasn’t hard, it felt so good, as if all the grievances she had accumulated for thousands of years were released at once.
…
Another month passed.
During this month, Jiang Huai’s desensitization training with Xiao Ning seemed to be very successful. Now, just seeing Jiang Ning’s white and tender bare feet dangling in the courtyard would make him think in strange directions. He had now become Pavlov’s Pavlov of Huai.
Of course, other bad things were done during this month, such as kissing each other, and Xiao Ning applying flower dew and pressing her legs together tightly.
But no really bad things had happened yet.
Jiang Ning’s cultivation level was Divine Emperor, and there were differences even among Divine Emperors. If Jiang Huai truly practiced Dual Cultivation with her once, his cultivation level would reach the fifth level of Divine King, and they could return to the lower realm.
The season had turned to summer again, with a downpour.
At night, Fang Moye and Jiang Huai were curled up in the quilt. Fang Moye’s fingertips were drawing circles on his chest.
This action was Jiang Zhi’s habit. Perhaps she had learned it from seeing Jiang Zhi draw circles like this when they were together last time, and she found it particularly interesting. At this moment, she tilted her head slightly, her voice lazy and gentle, “You should practice Dual Cultivation with her too, right?”
“It’s only these last two months. Why are you suddenly asking this?”
“I want to see Ningning.” Fang Moye replied softly.
“I thought you wanted to avoid it for a while longer.”
Fang Moye’s eyes showed a hint of grievance as she slowly replied, “Since it can’t be avoided, it’s better to face it sooner…”
This was in line with her personality. Jiang Huai thought, “It’s only these last two months. Soon we can go back.”
“Oh…” Fang Moye agreed softly, but there was still a hint of unease in her voice.
She would soon meet Chu Xianning. To her, Chu Xianning was both a disciple and a daughter. She had watched Chu Xianning grow up. However, at this moment, she, who was both mother and master, was having an affair with her disciple’s husband. Fang Moye could only rely on the thought that Jiang Huai was also Chu Xianning’s disciple to lessen her shame and guilt.
Their Dual Cultivation at night had become less frantic than before. More often, they would lie in bed chatting like this. Fang Moye usually didn’t talk much in the courtyard. Only when Jiang Ning provoked her to argue would she argue with Jiang Ning for a while. In fact, their relationship improved with every argument. Now, at night, their two pairs of white and tender little feet could cooperate to make Xiao Huai tremble uncontrollably.
Jiang Huai suspected that he was like a binder right now, successfully bonding Fang Moye and Jiang Ning’s relationship.
Another change was that Fang Moye seemed to like kissing more and more. Perhaps in bed, she would suddenly gaze into Jiang Huai’s eyes with a gentle and expectant expression. Jiang Huai would lean in and give her lips a light kiss. After a while, she would look at Jiang Huai like this again. Even during the day in the courtyard, as long as no one else was around, she would lean in and show him this expression again. Jiang Huai would then secretly kiss her lips again, with the thrill of stealing forbidden fruit.
…
The continuous rain had been going on for some time. Sounds of rain could often be heard from the courtyard. Several people were gathered around a table playing mahjong, while Jiang Huai was excluded. He wasn’t allowed to play, so he could only point from behind. Of course, with his mahjong skills, if he were to join the table, he would be easily defeated by these women.
Occasionally, when he joined the table, Ning Yuzhu’s white and tender little feet would come out from under the table, followed by Fang Moye’s, and then Jiang Ning’s. He had to complain with a mournful tone that he couldn’t put them down, and then furiously tickle them to make them withdraw their white and tender little feet.
Ning Yuzhu was the winner of today’s mahjong game. She received the most points and smiled at everyone at the table, “So, today’s game rules will be decided by me.”
Yes, the final winner of each day could decide one game, and everyone had to agree to it; refusal was not allowed.
For example, Jiang Ning’s winning game the day before yesterday was that everyone had to bully Fang Moye together until she secreted again. As a result, Fang Moye was bullied to the point of tears that day, and Jiang Huai had to coax her for a long time that night.
“So?” Jiang Huai looked at the ribbon Ning Yuzhu had taken out. “Isn’t it another blindfolded guess the little feet game again?”
“No,” Ning Yuzhu shook her head. “It’s a blindfolded kiss to guess who it is. You have to use your tongue to distinguish carefully. If you guess wrong, you’ll have to fill one of Senior Sister’s shoes.”
Jiang Huai turned to run away. The next moment, he was gently embraced by Ning Yuzhu. Her eyes gazed at Jiang Huai with gentle innocence, “If you guess all of them correctly, tonight, Senior Disciple Sister, Junior Sister, and I will accompany you.”
Hmph, how could anyone possibly guess wrong in such a simple game!
Wait.
“You didn’t say that someone would ride on me to distract me while playing the game…!”
Jiang Huai could only say that, and then he was pinned by the flesh of her white and tender thighs against his face, unable to speak another word.
…
The tail end of summer was about to slip away.
At night, Jiang Huai went to Jiang Ning’s room. Tonight, there were no preliminary intimate activities. Instead, like in the past, they leaned on the bed and talked softly about many things from the past.
As they talked, Jiang Ning gently took Jiang Huai’s hand and placed it between her legs.
After a while, Jiang Ning snuggled closer, straddled him, and whispered to his lips, “Xiao Ning wants to be on top.”
“Okay,” Jiang Huai gently embraced her body and kissed her lips.
