Chapter 482: Do You Like Auntie?
“Hmm?”
At such close proximity, Xia Feng felt a momentary illusion, as if Miss Mu were right before his eyes.
However, the World-Ending Witch’s smile was not as gentle as Miss Jian Zhu’s; in fact, it carried a mature and warm maternal aura.
Xia Feng immediately pulled himself out of the illusion, his expression calm as he asked, “What question?”
He Jianzhu didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she had Xia Feng hold her, then took out an ebony pencil and tied up her somewhat messy silver hair, revealing a fair, swan-like neck.
After touching the back of her neck and feeling her hair was finally in order, He Jianzhu smiled slightly before leaning back onto Xia Feng’s broad shoulders.
“Miss Jian Zhu…” Xia Feng frowned, about to say something.
He Jianzhu’s beautiful eyes blinked. Her delicate hand gently cradled his black hair from the back of his neck, her cool, aloof little face drawing closer. Her red lips parted as she asked, “After spending this day together, have you fallen for Auntie?”
“…”?
Xia Feng’s expression remained unchanged. He tilted his head back, raising an eyebrow. “Miss Jian Zhu, I’ve always regarded you as a respected elder. What do you mean by this?”
“Elder?” He Jianzhu’s delicate eyebrows also rose slightly. “Is this how you treat an elder, by freely spanking an elder’s backside?”
Speaking of what happened earlier, He Jianzhu still held a firm grudge.
“One thing is one thing. If an elder makes a mistake, as a junior, I naturally have to educate them well, lest a confused elder makes the same mistake again,” Xia Feng said with a serious expression, righteous and eloquent. “But Miss Jian Zhu, because of your daughter, I still hold you in high regard.”
“…” He Jianzhu didn’t feel even a thread, let alone half a thread, of respect from this scoundrel towards her.
He was simply asking for it!
She retracted her gentle smile and said expressionlessly, “Alright, brat. Answer me, have you fallen for me?”
Her change of expression was so fast. Xia Feng rolled his eyes inwardly. Although he was puzzled why this woman was fixated on this question, he still answered:
“If Miss Jian Zhu is referring to romantic love, then naturally no. I’m not someone who easily shifts affections~”
“Shifts affections? Who did you like originally?”
“I originally— Miss Jian Zhu, you’re asking too many questions! Also, why should I like you?”
“Just because I’ve given you so much substantial help.” He Jianzhu pinched his cheek, pulling at the flesh. Her gentle tone was full of resentment. “Don’t you understand gratitude, brat? Don’t you have any sense of appreciation?”
“I understand. Miss Jian Zhu means you want me to pledge myself to you?”
Xia Feng was indeed very, very grateful for her help that day and was willing to repay her, but pledging himself to her… wasn’t that a bit too much?
Xia Feng fell into contemplation. He considered himself a very traditional man, serving two—
“Slap~” He Jianzhu lightly slapped the back of the brat’s head. Her beautiful eyes showed displeasure. “What are you thinking?”
Xia Feng’s head bumped forward. He looked up somewhat displeased and batted away the woman’s right hand that was hitting the back of his head.
He Jianzhu’s beautiful eyes narrowed. She continued to raise her hand and pat the back of his head, lecturing, “You regard me as an elder, yet you harbor wicked thoughts towards me. Brat, you’re really not honest.”
“!” Xia Feng’s eyelids flickered. “Stop patting my head!”
“Since I am your elder, Auntie has the right to discipline you,” He Jianzhu smiled slightly. “That’s not wrong, is it?”
Saying this, she slapped again.
“…” Xia Feng’s expression was blank. His black eyes quietly stared at the silver-haired woman before him, meeting her beautiful golden eyes under her half-frame glasses.
He Jianzhu’s hand, suspended in mid-air, paused. She keenly sensed a strange fire igniting in the brat’s black eyes.
Xia Feng’s palm rose high behind the silver-haired woman and came down with a crash.
“Pia~”
He Jianzhu’s back arched, and her body instinctively tensed. Her legs involuntarily pressed together. The smile that had just appeared froze.
“Pia~” Another slap. “You—” He Jianzhu’s ear roots instantly turned hot, and she quickly reached behind her to block Xia Feng’s third slap.
Xia Feng remained expressionless, smoothly bringing the silver-haired woman’s wrists together and pulling them up to the top of her head, where her silver hair was tied up with a pencil.
Amidst her angry struggles, he slapped down again. He Jianzhu’s body trembled. Her proud swan neck arched upwards, and the half-frame glasses perched on her jade nose slipped off. A strand of silver hair clung to her lips. Her beautiful eyes glared, and she said coldly, “Xia—Feng! Are you crazy?!”
Xia Feng’s black eyes minutely contracted as he took in the cool, angry expression of the silver-haired woman. He had to admit, when Miss Jian Zhu got angry, she was so much like Miss Mu!
It made him really want to bully her! Xia Feng’s black eyes darkened, wicked thoughts swirling in his mind as he raised his palm again.
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He Jianzhu’s waist was tightly held, her body weakly plastered against Xia Feng. Her flushed, hot little face was buried in his neck, her teeth biting fiercely at his side. Her beautiful eyes were sharp, like a viper.
But as Xia Feng’s large hands moved unrestrainedly, punishing her again and again, the pupils of those beautiful, sharp eyes vibrated, expanding and contracting rhythmically.
In the void, silence fell for a moment.
Neither of them spoke, each educating and punishing the other in their own way.
Unlike Xia Feng’s rebellious wicked thoughts and joy, He Jianzhu, unable to resist, grew increasingly annoyed.
Her clone was about to disintegrate, yet her mission to make the brat fall in love with her was not yet complete. She was truly struggling.
—I’ve treated Xia Feng so well, and yet he treats me like this, impolite, rude, and ungrateful! He’s simply detestable! Just you wait, Xia Feng. When you meet my main body in the future, it will be the time you face shame and humiliation!
“Pia~~”
!
He Jianzhu: “~! !”
Hearing He Jianzhu’s muffled low hum near his neck, Xia Feng looked down at her flushed little face, identical to Mu Qingtong’s, and her golden eyes filled with cold anger. Xia Feng felt inexplicably refreshed.
Xia Feng reached out and took the pencil from her hair, letting her silver hair fall back onto her shoulders. A few strands of hair stuck to her lips, giving her an even more languid aura like Miss Mu.
Xia Feng’s black eyes shone, but He Jianzhu inexplicably disliked that gaze, because she saw it again.
This brat was mistaking her for Mu Qingtong again!
“Brat, I, He Jianzhu, am not anyone’s substitute.” Her expression was more indifferent than ever as she stared coldly at Xia Feng. “If you dare to mistake me for your Miss Mu again, I will truly get angry.”
Xia Feng’s black eyes were slightly stunned. He quietly met her golden eyes, which were close at hand. He blinked and remained silent for a moment before calmly saying “Oh,” and raising his large hand for yet another swift blow.
Pia~!!!
He Jianzhu: “You—!”
“You little scoundrel!!!!”
He Jianzhu gritted her teeth in hatred. She decided that when they met again, she would surely make this boy regret it immensely! Her main body would be more mature, not appearing so young, and would be more powerful, wiser, and more knowledgeable, no longer allowing herself to be bullied like this!
“Miss Jian Zhu, have you lost your mind?” Xia Feng leaned close to her ear at this moment and said with a faint smile, “You could have simply accelerated the disintegration of your clone. You didn’t need to suffer this humiliation.”
“…”!
“I don’t need your advice!” He Jianzhu pursed her lips. Knowing that the ‘mission’ of this clone could no longer be completed, she glared at Xia Feng. “You just wait for me!”
With that, her form, which was gradually drifting away like photons, began to dim rapidly.
Xia Feng was actually a little intimidated. After all, this woman was very strange and mysterious, not as easy to bully as she appeared on the surface. However, he remained expressionless and said dismissively, “Alright, I’ll wait.”
As he spoke, bloodworms began to spread from the soles of Xia Feng’s feet, gradually creeping up his body. He also began his suicidal disintegration.
Although Ze was now an inside informant, the Nightmare Gods of the Imaginary Number Royal Court would not give up blockading the Calamity Demon Sea. Therefore, Xia Feng did not hesitate and directly used this opportunity to return to the Nightmare River, and then back to the Real World.
Although the time to return to the Real World was much earlier than he had anticipated, it was still good to go back sooner.
He just didn’t expect his farewell with Miss Jian Zhu to be somewhat unpleasant, ending not with a ‘goodbye,’ but with a ‘you just wait for me.’
While contemplating… Xia Feng’s large hand firmly kneaded Miss Jian Zhu’s backside again.
Under He Jianzhu’s furious golden eyes, Xia Feng smiled slightly. Their figures completely blurred, turning into golden spiritual light and bloody airflow, merging into one before suddenly dissipating.
The dim void returned to complete silence. No one remained.
