After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master - Chapter 180

Chapter 180: Revenge

When Jiang Huai knocked on Bai Li’s room door, Bai Li lazily called out to enter. The door opened, and the room’s glowworm stones were brightly lit.

Bai Li wore a silk beige spaghetti strap nightgown, lying on the bed reading a book, her snow-white legs lifted and unconsciously swaying. She had just returned from visiting Wen Wanwan today.

Bai Li’s personality was carefree, and she naturally got along well with Wen Wanwan. Bai Li was serious about flipping through her book, paying him no mind. Jiang Huai sat down by the bed, catching her swaying foot.

“What are you reading?”

“Revisiting Floating Clouds and Splendid Elegance.”

“Good taste. What did you do with Wen Wanwan during the day?”

“She took me around Tianxuan Sect, and we have plans to visit Tianxuan Sect’s Shiyun Gorge tomorrow.”

Bai Li’s voice was natural, without any awkwardness, and Jiang Huai breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, Bai Li was a guest, and he had spent the first day accompanying Luo Qingyu, not entertaining her much.

“Don’t worry about me, just take good care of Luo Qingyu. Speaking of which, I’m curious, Qingyu was so lively today… didn’t you dual cultivate?”

“Waiting a couple of days.”

Jiang Huai Jr. let go of Bai Li’s foot, but his gaze shifted to the curve between Bai Li’s slender waist and snowy buttocks, the dress covering her butt and her fair thighs were so tempting.

“Why wait a couple of days?”

“We agreed with Qingyu to settle down first, then dual cultivate in a couple of days.”

“Oh… you’re not just trying to take advantage of me because you can’t eat meat, are you?”

Bai Li looked at him with a playful and disdainful expression. Jiang Huai’s eyes twitched slightly, “Do you really think I’m that desperate?”

“What desperate? Are you insulting me?”

Bai Li suddenly sat up, then lifted her fair foot and kicked Jiang Huai in the chest, huffing, “Am I not pretty?”

“You are pretty, but I meant it’s unethical and beastly to lust after a brother.”

“You say that as if you didn’t get excited when you fed me medicine.”

“…”

Jiang Huai really couldn’t refute that.

Bai Li playfully blinked, “Tell me, when you sleep with Luo Qingyu at night, don’t you feel uncomfortable?”

“A little.”

“Hmm? Do you want me to help you?”

Bai Li’s eyes and voice became gentle. Jiang Huai hesitated for just two seconds, and Bai Li crossed her arms and laughed coldly.

“You actually hesitated to such a question instead of outright refusing? Heh, and you say you’re not a beast?”

“What’s wrong with hesitating? In the end, I still have to refuse, right?”

“Fearing the wife is just that, fearing the wife.”

Bai Li hummed lightly, “Then why didn’t you stay with Qingyu to sleep, but instead came to see me?”

“It’s just that I can’t sleep by her side, and I was worried you’d be bored alone, so I came to keep you company.”

“It doesn’t really matter to me. Anyway, I’ve been alone often these past few days. You should spend time with her. When a woman is about to give herself to you, she will always feel a bit insecure, no matter what.”

“That’s true,” Jiang Huai nodded lightly.

It seemed like Bai Li never needed him to worry about her. She was always self-sufficient, as if she never feared loneliness and never craved love. Jiang Huai sometimes envied her for that, but other times he couldn’t help but wonder if it was truly fearlessness or just because she had no one to rely on, so she had to depend on herself and thus became as tough as iron, accustomed to it?

“Then I’ll head back first, okay?”

“Go ahead, go ahead.”

Bai Li waved her hand at him, and as Jiang Huai took a few steps and reached the door, Bai Li suddenly called out to him.

He turned around, and there was Bai Li sitting on the bed, lifting her foot, “How about I give you a lick?”

Jiang Huai looked at her deeply, and Bai Li smiled so wide she couldn’t close her mouth.

…

When he returned to the room, Luo Qingyu had not yet gone to bed. Jiang Huai slipped under the covers, now filled with Luo Qingyu’s fragrance, warm and cozy. As soon as he got into bed, Luo Qingyu snuggled into his arms.

Jiang Huai was at a loss for a moment, not knowing where to put his hands. The Luo Qingyu in his arms was like a mischievous kitten, rubbing her cheek against his chest. Jiang Huai looked down and muttered softly.

“Master said to wear your dress properly in the courtyard.”

“Oh…”

Luo Qingyu obediently responded, but then looked up innocently, “If it weren’t for the times when practicing swordsmanship, how would Aunt Chu know if Jiang Huai Senior Brother deliberately bullied someone?”

“Practicing swordsmanship requires concentration, it’s not about deliberately bullying.”

“Hmph, Qingyu doesn’t believe that.”

The girl’s eyes were sly, and she bit lightly on his chest, then snuggled her face against him and closed her eyes obediently.

Jiang Huai looked down, smelling the faint fragrance of her hair.

It seemed like another sleepless night.

…

On Luo Qingyu’s second day in the courtyard.

The sky was overcast today, so they slept in a bit longer. When they got up, Luo Qingyu rubbed her eyes and began to act coquettishly towards Jiang Huai. So, he dressed her and they walked out of the courtyard together. Only then did he start preparing breakfast. Chu Xianning was already sitting quietly in the pavilion, with Bai Li sitting opposite her, both seemingly chatting softly about something, but Jiang Huai couldn’t hear clearly.

There weren’t many interesting things in the mountains. After breakfast, they had nothing to do. Luo Qingyu was dressed properly today, so Jiang Huai took her and Bai Li to visit the Tianxuan Sect, with Wen Wanwan joining them along the way.

Many disciples of the Tianxuan Sect were especially surprised to see this scene.

After all, the news of Wen Wanwan’s ambiguous relationship with Jiang Huai Senior Brother had already spread throughout the Tianxuan Sect. Now, Jiang Huai’s nominal partner Luo Qingyu was also by his side. The two women held hands, seemingly very close, while Jiang Huai stood next to a woman who was excessively beautiful and holy, even sporting a pair of coral dragon horns on her forehead.

Envious and jealous gazes nearly drowned Jiang Huai.

Jiang Huai spent the whole day with them in the sect, even painting a few pictures for them. When they returned to the courtyard in the evening, Bai Li went to sleep with Wen Wanwan, leaving only Jiang Huai and Luo Qingyu to come back. Jiang Huai prepared dinner, and after eating a little, Chu Xianning put down her chopsticks and went back to her room to rest.

The sky was particularly overcast today, and a heavy rain was inevitable tomorrow. Every time it rained, Chu Xianning’s old injury would act up, and she would sit in her room with her eyes closed, hence not leaving her room.

After Jiang Huai and Luo Qingyu bathed together, they returned to their room. Luo Qingyu, cuddled in Jiang Huai’s arms, took out a memory stone. Resting her head on Jiang Huai’s chest, she asked softly.

“Will Jiang Huai brother watch it with me?”

Jiang Huai was stunned for a moment before realizing that this was the memory stone he had recorded with Wen Wanwan. But now Luo Qingyu was in his arms, and they were watching the scene of him bullying Wen Wanwan together… The image was quite strange.

Unintentionally, Jiang Huai looked down and noticed that Luo Qingyu’s little hand was tucked under the blanket, her skirt seemed to be lifted to her waist, and her fingertips…

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, her eyes misty and twinkling, but it was only the second day, and Jiang Huai Jr. began to feel dizzy again, while Luo Qingyu’s waist slowly arched. After a while, her little hand poked Jiang Huai’s chest lightly, and she muttered softly, “Jiang Huai brother, carry me to bathe…”

……

After the bath, Jiang Huai had to change to a fresh set of sheets.

“Twelve more hours…” Luo Qingyu rubbed her cheek against his chest, and the exhausted girl soon closed her eyes contentedly, but Jiang Huai Jr. couldn’t sleep, staring at the ceiling for a long time.

The little demon that grinds people down.

…

On Luo Qingyu’s third day in the courtyard.

When he woke up today, it was indeed pouring rain outside. As Jiang Huai opened his eyes, Luo Qingyu was lying on top of him, staring at him without blinking. Jiang Huai blinked at her.

“What’s wrong?”

“Can Jiang Huai brother accompany Qingyu to Ziyun Pavilion?”

“Hmm? Want to buy a new dress?”

“No, I want to buy some thin little socks…”

Luo Qingyu whispered into Jiang Huai’s ear, “Tonight… you can tear them up for fun…”

So, Jiang Huai immediately got up, dressed Luo Qingyu, and the two went to the Ziyun Pavilion branch of the Tianxuan Sect. They bought many cute little socks, and Luo Qingyu also picked out a maid dress similar to Wen Wanwan’s style, but with black thigh-high stockings underneath.

The thin pantyhose wrapped around her creamy long legs, and the high heels she wore made her figure even more slender. In the afternoon, while sitting with Jiang Huai in the pavilion listening to the rain, Luo Qingyu occasionally gently tugged at the edge of her socks, making a snapping sound on her thigh.

After dinner that night, it was time for a bath. In the bath, the freshly bathed girl looked at Jiang Huai innocently, her voice soft, “Which dress does Jiang Huai brother like?”

“The one from the day was quite nice.”

“Then let’s go with this one.”

Luo Qingyu carefully dressed, and they returned to the room together. The door was locked tightly. Outside the courtyard, it was pouring rain, the sound of rain was noisy and chaotic, but Jiang Huai’s world was incredibly quiet.

Luo Qingyu sat on the edge of the bed, her little feet wrapped in ultra-thin black silk swaying gently. Her eyes looked softly at Jiang Huai, “Should I take off the shoes?”

“Either is fine.”

“Qingyu wants to know if Jiang Huai brother likes it or not…”

“Then don’t take them off.”

“Mmm.”

Luo Qingyu climbed onto the bed, lying down obediently. Jiang Huai lay beside her, leaning in to kiss Luo Qingyu’s lips. Luo Qingyu cunningly dodged once, then was caught and kissed deeply until she was almost out of breath.

At some point, Luo Qingyu quietly lifted her leg, hooking Jiang Huai’s waist tightly with her black silk-clad leg. Her voice was slightly weak, “Now… Jiang Huai brother can… take revenge on Qingyu…”

“Why does it sound like revenge?”

“Qingyu… likes it when Jiang Huai brother is rougher… Qingyu deliberately tormented Jiang Huai brother these past two days, so she should be… punished… Qingyu… isn’t afraid of pain…”

Her palm cradled Jiang Huai’s cheek.

“The more tears Qingyu sheds… the more she likes it…”