09 Luckily, I’m a gentleman!
Luo Qingyu was resettled in a spare room by Jiang Huai.
Over the past few years, Luo Qingyu had occasionally stayed in Chu Xianning’s courtyard for periods of time, so Jiang Huai had set aside a room specifically for her. Several rabbit plush toys he had sewn were placed on the bed, and two Snow Orchids sat by the window. He diligently cared for them even when Luo Qingyu was away. The faint, subtle fragrance of the Snow Orchids permeated the entire room, possessing a calming and mind-clearing effect.
At this moment, Luo Qingyu lay flat on the bed. However, even so, the young girl’s chest still appeared full and swollen. The neckline of her nightgown couldn’t completely conceal it, revealing a hint of tender white.
A “ding” sound echoed in Jiang Huai’s ear.
[Mission 1: After Luo Yueguan returns to the sect, she will attempt to lie to Luo Qingyu, making Luo Qingyu believe that you, knowing you are no longer worthy of her, have voluntarily proposed to break off the engagement, and that you no longer wish to see her. Thus, Luo Qingyu will fall into despair and attempt suicide in front of Luo Yueguan, leaving Luo Yueguan flustered and crying loudly in the courtyard.]
[Luo Qingyu is already deeply in love with you. You simply need to consume her entirely and make her obediently a part of your future harem. Luo Qingyu will naturally cease to seek death, and you can use the conditions promised by Luo Yueguan to have her dual cultivate with you once, then secretly record the scene with a Sound Recording Stone as a bargaining chip to threaten Luo Yueguan later.]
[Master Chu Xianning believed your cultivation recovery was hopeless. If you could obtain Luo Yueguan’s Ice Soul Profound Body’s Primordial Yin Power and find three medicinal materials, your Master might be swayed. At that point, the grand plan could be achieved.]
[Mission Reward: High-level Experience Scroll x1, Thunder Elemental Sword Quenching Stone x1, Points 10,000,000.]
“Damn it,” Jiang Huai muttered, again dragging this mission into his pending list on the system panel. Pending meant “get lost,” because there was no option to refuse missions, so his pending mission list was now full of strange tasks.
A moment later, another “ding” sound echoed in Jiang Huai’s ear.
[Mission 2: You have long coveted Luo Qingyu’s snow-white mounds. She will wake in approximately the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. During this period, she will have no awareness of the outside world. You may freely caress and lick her snow-white mounds.]
[Mission Reward: Low-level Experience Scroll x1, Points 100.]
Jiang Huai’s gaze fell upon Luo Qingyu.
Luo Qingyu bore a striking resemblance to Luo Yueguan, with only slight differences in her figure compared to Luo Yueguan’s naturally alluring physique. Luo Qingyu’s figure was more girlish, yet her posture was still considered tall. Beneath her black skirt, her legs were slender, her snow-white thighs full and lustrous, while her waist was so delicate it seemed it could snap if grasped too tightly. Her chest was full and plump, making one suspect that a sudden movement might cause her waist to break under the strain.
Tears still streaked her cheeks, and her long eyelashes glistened with moisture. Jiang Huai, with a poker face, dragged Mission 2 into his pending list as well. He took out a handkerchief and gently wiped away Luo Qingyu’s tears.
However, as soon as his handkerchief touched Luo Qingyu’s cheek, a short while later, Luo Qingyu slowly opened her eyes.
“Jiang Huai Gege…” she gazed at Jiang Huai before her, her voice trembling.
Jiang Huai was taken aback.
According to the prompt for Mission 2, Luo Qingyu should have woken up in the time it took for an incense stick to burn. But clearly, that time had not yet passed. Wait, was the system tricking him?
Luckily, I’m a gentleman!
“Awake?” Jiang Huai put away the handkerchief and gently poked her cheek with his fingertip. It was soft and bouncy, feeling great.
“Jiang Huai Gege… are you… leaving me?”
“What do you mean, leaving you?”
“Mother said… you don’t want to marry Qingyu anymore…”
“My cultivation is completely ruined; I probably won’t be able to stay by Qingyu’s side for long in the future. Canceling the marriage is reasonable. What else did your mother say?” Jiang Huai softened his tone. However, seeing that tears were about to well up in Luo Qingyu’s eyes again, he suddenly became stern, speaking in an almostcommanding tone, “No crying.”
So, Luo Qingyu suppressed her tears and whispered, “Mother also said… you don’t want to see me anymore…”
“Oh, that’s her lying to you; you don’t need to pay it any mind.” Jiang Huai’s tone softened again.
“Why… would Mother lie to me?”
“Because she’s worried that if you like me, it will ruin your life.”
“But I do like Jiang Huai Gege.”
“You’re still young, and liking someone is complicated. We can talk about it later. Your mother asked me to take care of you for a while, so you’ll stay with me for the next half month.”
Jiang Huai casually pinched her cheek and stood up. “It’s getting late. You should get some good rest tonight, okay?”
“I… I’m scared.” Luo Qingyu reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes.
“Scared of what?” Jiang Huai tilted his head.
“I have nightmares… I’m afraid Jiang Huai Gege will leave me… Tonight… can Jiang Huai Gege… sleep with me?”
“Of course not.” Jiang Huai refused with an almost immediate decisiveness.
Luo Qingyu’s eyes were filled with grievances and fear. Anyone else would have likely succumbed at this moment, longing to hold her fragrant and soft body in their arms and comfort her.
But Jiang Huai wouldn’t.
This wasn’t because he was a gentleman who wouldn’t take advantage of someone in need. It was because he had known Luo Qingyu for a very, very long time and knew that Luo Qingyu was no little fool. She had only been a bit dim-witted when they first met, but after spending time with him, she had learned some cunning and how to hide her true thoughts within soft emotions.
However, perhaps the fear in her eyes was also genuine.
Jiang Huai had never liked psychoanalyzing people. After all, Luo Qingyu was just an eighteen-year-old girl. So, he sat back down on the bedside, pulled the quilt, and gently covered her body. “How about this, I’ll tell you a story. I’ll leave after you fall asleep.”
Luo Qingyu immediately became much more obedient, turning her head to look at Jiang Huai’s eyes. “Then… what story will you tell?”
“Where did we leave off with the Young Master’s Sword last time?”
“We were at the part where Yan Shisan taught the useless Aji the Thirteen Deadly Sword Strikes.”
“Oh, right. Then I’ll continue telling you…” As Jiang Huai spoke, he casually tucked the quilt around her. His fingertips inadvertently brushed against her tender white feet. The young girl’s feet were snow-white and soft, as smooth as milk. Upon his gentle touch, her pearl-like toes quickly curled up. Jiang Huai looked at the young girl’s tender white feet, and another “ding” sound echoed in his ear.
[Stop pretending. Just touch her if you want to. Caress Luo Qingyu’s little feet and knead them until her cheeks turn red.]
[Reward: Low-level Experience Scroll x1.]
“Tch, this time they didn’t even give points. This lousy system is so stingy, it’ll never amount to anything.”
Jiang Huai’s hand gently grasped the young girl’s tender white feet and gave them a gentle pinch. Luo Qingyu let out a soft gasp, but she didn’t speak, looking at Jiang Huai obediently, as if allowing him to do as he pleased.
“Pinching little feet makes for a good sleep.” Jiang Huai showed no blush, giving himself a perfectly valid excuse. Luo Qingyu obediently hummed, her eyelashes fluttering slightly. She whispered, “It’s a little… ticklish.”
“Endure it.”
“Okay.”
Luo Qingyu cupped her lips with her hands, trying her best not to make any strange sounds. Soon, her cheeks were flushed, and after about ten seconds, Jiang Huai withdrew his hand contentedly. He then pulled the quilt to cover the young girl’s slender feet. However, Luo Qingyu still looked at Jiang Huai with lingering desire. “I want… more pinching.”
“Dream on.” Jiang Huai looked at Luo Qingyu’s increasingly wistful gaze and chuckled gleefully. He was about to turn off the room light to tell Luo Qingyu a story, but Luo Qingyu turned her body to face him. “Can you… not turn off the light?”
“Hm?”
“Qingyu wants to look at Jiang Huai Gege.”
“Oh? Is Jiang Huai Gege that good-looking?”
“Yes, Jiang Huai Gege is the best-looking.”
“You have good taste.” Jiang Huai didn’t turn off the light. He just tucked her in tighter and began recalling the details of the story, telling it to her slowly and gently. Luo Qingyu’s eyes were fixed on him the entire time. The gaze of an eighteen-year-old girl always reveals her emotions, filled to the brim with admiration that seemed on the verge of overflowing.
Jiang Huai didn’t quite know how to handle his damnable charm.
He told Luo Qingyu stories for nearly half an hour. Throughout it all, Luo Qingyu’s eyes never left him, filled with a tenderness as soft as flowing water, its ripples making Jiang Huai feel somewhat awkward. Fortunately, his skin was thick enough to completely ignore the lethality of such a gaze. The story was not yet finished, but he yawned. “Alright, Jiang Huai Gege is tired. I’m going back to sleep now.”
“Then… Jiang Huai Gege, goodnight.”
“Goodnight, goodnight. Sleep early. We’ll eat soup dumplings tomorrow morning. If you linger in bed, I’ll spank your butt.”
Jiang Huai extinguished the room light, stood up, and walked out of the room, gently closing the door behind him for Luo Qingyu.
In the courtyard, Chu Xianning, clad in a white dress, wielded her spirit sword with grace. Jiang Huai stood quietly under the eaves, watching his master practice sword techniques for a while. His sword skills were all taught by his master. After finishing a set of sword techniques, Chu Xianning looked at him. “How was it?”
“Luo Yueguan lied to her, saying I abandoned her, so the girl attempted suicide in front of Luo Yueguan. Luo Yueguan had no choice but to send her to me.”
“About that condition, what do you plan to ask Luo Yueguan for?” Chu Xianning asked calmly.
“I’ll have a good talk with Luo Yueguan then about how to interact with Luo Qingyu and what Luo Qingyu truly wants, so Luo Yueguan doesn’t treat her daughter foolishly like this anymore.”
“That’s it?”
“Otherwise, what else could I ask Luo Yueguan for?” Jiang Huai asked Chu Xianning innocently.
Chu Xianning felt that Jiang Huai was digging a trap for her to fall into, so she disdained to answer and simply sheathed her spirit sword. “I’m going to sleep.”
“Mhm, Master, goodnight.”
Jiang Huai also returned to his own room, covered himself with his quilt, and went to sleep.
………………………………
In Luo Qingyu’s room.
The room was dark, filled with the faint scent of Snow Orchids.
At this moment, Luo Qingyu brought the fingertips of her left hand to her lips. Her delicate pink lips parted slightly, her teeth gently biting her snow-white finger. Her fingertip was lightly tracing circles on her delicate pink tongue. Her right hand was restlessly stroking her thigh.
The young girl’s snow-white legs were pressed tightly together, her fingernails gradually leaving red marks on her thighs. A faint whisper, filled with longing, could be heard from between her lips.
“Jiang Huai Gege…”
