After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master - Chapter 249

Chapter 249: Price

Jiang Huai thoroughly enjoyed the process of massaging Chu Xianning’s shoulders.

It wasn’t about taking advantage, but the process was just so joyful. He was happy when cooking for Chu Xianning, happy when massaging her shoulders, happy when playing Go with her. It seemed that even if they did nothing, just sitting together, the mischievous little mouse in his heart was already squeaking away.

Chu Xianning’s shoulders were delicate, and the fabric at the shoulder of her white dress was like gossamer. His fingertips felt the softness of Chu Xianning’s shoulders. Standing behind her, he only needed to lower his head slightly to see the neckline of Chu Xianning’s dress.

Fortunately, Chu Xianning’s figure was slender and graceful. Even if he looked down, the neckline was tightly closed, revealing nothing inappropriate. Jiang Huai also caught the scent of Chu Xianning’s body, greedily wanting to smell it a bit longer.

When Luo Yueguan walked out of her room in a purple silk dress after changing, she happened upon the scene of Jiang Huai massaging Chu Xianning’s shoulders. She brought a chair over and sat beside Chu Xianning, like a well-behaved child.

After Jiang Huai finished massaging Chu Xianning’s shoulders, Luo Yueguan looked up at him, “Aunt Luo wants one too.”

When Luo Yueguan used to come to the courtyard to play, she often had him massage her shoulders and legs. Back then, Jiang Huai would obediently comply, and Chu Xianning wouldn’t say anything. But now, Chu Xianning spoke up, “You’re not allowed.”

Luo Yueguan widened her eyes, looking at Chu Xianning, “Why not?”

“He’s my disciple, not yours,” Chu Xianning replied indifferently.

“What about him also being my son-in-law? What’s wrong with a son-in-law massaging his mother-in-law’s shoulders? Are you going to control that too?”

Chu Xianning couldn’t refute Luo Yueguan, so she looked up at Jiang Huai standing behind her and said indifferently, “If you want to, then do it.”

Sweat immediately broke out on Jiang Huai’s forehead.

At that moment, Luo Yueguan was looking at him with a sly expression, while Chu Xianning’s eyes were calm. Caught between a rock and a hard place, Jiang Huai suddenly understood what it meant to have the best of both worlds. It was truly a matter of life and death.

“It’s just… a shoulder massage… right?” Jiang Huai still went behind Luo Yueguan and gently placed his hands on her shoulders. Luo Yueguan immediately revealed a triumphant smile, looking provocatively at Chu Xianning. But Chu Xianning just turned her face away, no longer speaking.

“Lighter, lighter,” Luo Yueguan began to deliberately order Jiang Huai around.

“Right there, yes, that’s the spot,” Luo Yueguan laughed, clearly very happy. After a while, Jiang Huai withdrew his hands and sat back across from Chu Xianning, starting to brew jasmine tea.

But when the tea was ready and he pushed it in front of Chu Xianning, she didn’t move, as if she didn’t see it.

“You’re not getting jealous over this, are you?” Luo Yueguan asked, her voice teasing.

Chu Xianning just glanced at her, “It’s just a bit strange.”

“Strange how?”

“Nothing,” Chu Xianning shook her head.

She just found it strange that Jiang Huai clearly hadn’t really considered Luo Yueguan as a mother-in-law before, since Luo Yueguan and Luo Qingyu’s relationship wasn’t that close. Perhaps it was because Luo Yueguan and Luo Qingyu’s relationship had improved, so Jiang Huai thought he should take more care of Luo Yueguan.

Chu Xianning wasn’t annoyed by this, just a bit puzzled before.

She picked up the jasmine tea and took a gentle sip. Luo Yueguan then spoke up, “What’s so good about jasmine tea? Want to try mine?”

“No,” Chu Xianning shook her head in refusal.

“Just trying it wouldn’t hurt, right? Jiang Huai, brew a pot.”

Sitting to the side, Jiang Huai silently took out a new teapot and brewed a special pot for Luo Yueguan, but he himself continued to drink the jasmine tea. Luo Yueguan looked at him dissatisfied, “What’s wrong with using the same teapot?”

“It will mix the flavors, and Master doesn’t like that,” Jiang Huai patiently explained.

“Then try the one I brought?”

“I tried it last time, not trying it now, maybe next time.”

Luo Yueguan’s leg subtly kicked Jiang Huai under the table, and with a calm face, he could only glance sideways at Luo Yueguan, signaling her to restrain herself a bit.

He felt it was not good to stay here any longer. If he stayed, who knew how tragically he might end up tonight. So he stood up, “Then I’ll go check on Wanwan and Qingyu, okay?”

“Go ahead,” Chu Xianning said indifferently.

…

Once Jiang Huai left the courtyard, Chu Xianning finally turned her gaze to Luo Yueguan’s face.

Her eyes were as cold as ever, but the colder she looked at Luo Yueguan, the more guilty Luo Yueguan felt. She had tried to remain silent and act innocent, but Chu Xianning’s gaze was like a deep sword edge. After a moment, Luo Yueguan looked at Chu Xianning discontentedly, “Why are you staring at me like that? You’re not really jealous, are you?”

“No,” Chu Xianning answered coldly.

“Oh, really not? Or pretending not to be? I feel like I can smell the sourness.”

“I just find it a bit strange.”

“Strange? What’s strange?”

“Nothing,” Chu Xianning shook her head.

“You’re very strange.”

“What’s strange about me?”

“It’s just a feeling.” Chu Xianning fell silent for a moment, “Luo Qingyu is your daughter.”

“What do you mean?”

“Just saying.” Chu Xianning turned her face away.

But Luo Yueguan reacted as if she were a cat whose tail had been stepped on, scoffing coldly, “What do you mean by that? Do you think I have designs on your precious disciple?”

“You’ve misunderstood.”

“Misunderstood? Isn’t that exactly what you’re thinking? Huh? We’ve known each other for so many years, do you think you can hide your little schemes from me? What, do you really think I have feelings for him?”

“Yes.”

Luo Yueguan burst into laughter, “Why would you think that?”

“Because I feel you’re very strange.”

“So you think I’ve fallen for him?” Luo Yueguan’s laughter grew even more joyous.

“That’s not it,” Chu Xianning shook her head.

“How is it not? Could it not be that I’ve fallen for him?” Despite Luo Yueguan’s exaggerated performance, she was used to acting crazy in front of Chu Xianning, who didn’t notice anything amiss and simply looked at her indifferently.

“It would be strange if you fell for a man.”

Luo Yueguan laughed heartily, “How is it impossible? What if I really have fallen for him?”

“It doesn’t seem like it.”

“Just because you say it doesn’t seem like it? Hmph, if I really liked him, I wouldn’t care about any master-disciple ethics like someone else. Even if I were his master, or even his own mother, I would still grasp what I want in my hands.”

Chu Xianning gave her a deep look, “Can’t you stop being so crazy?”

“Why change the subject? I know what you’re thinking… I’m just reminding you, in a year he’ll be marrying Qingyu, and then someone will have to live alone for the rest of their life.”

“I’ve never thought being alone was a bad thing,” Chu Xianning replied calmly.

“I’m just reminding you that Luo Qingyu is his future wife, you’re Luo Qingyu’s mother, and he’s not a child anymore. You should no longer act unrestrained like before; as an elder, you should behave appropriately.”

“I’ll act unrestrained if I want to, hmph, you’re just jealous, it’ll kill you with jealousy,” Luo Yueguan picked up the tea from the table, took a sip, and looked into Chu Xianning’s eyes as if provoking her would bring her some kind of pleasure.

Chu Xianning’s gaze remained calm as she looked at her. After a while, she sighed very softly.

“What are you sighing for?”

“Nothing,” Chu Xianning shook her head.

“Are you secretly laughing at me for being childish in your heart, Chu Xianning?”

“No,” Chu Xianning shook her head again.

“You are!”

Usually, at times like this, Chu Xianning couldn’t be bothered to pay her any attention. She stood up, “I’m going to bathe.”

“Let’s bathe together.”

“You’ve just bathed.”

“Oh, then let’s bathe again, don’t be so stingy, we’re both women. Besides, it’s not like we haven’t bathed together before. I promise I won’t tickle you this time.”

Chu Xianning gave her a cold look, “Don’t follow me.”

“Stingy,” Luo Yueguan puffed her cheeks, boredly leaning back on the lounge chair to watch the moon.

…

In Wen Wanwan’s courtyard.

Jiang Huai knocked gently, and the door opened.

The courtyard was bathed in moonlight, and under the light of the firefly stones, Luo Qingyu was wearing a dance dress, teaching Wen Fufu to dance. Wen Wanwan, who came to open the door, brightened up immediately, moving closer. Jiang Huai gently embraced her soft body, and after a while, Luo Qingyu also came over for a hug. Then he turned his gaze to Wen Fufu.

Wen Fufu crossed her arms and looked disdainful, “You don’t think I need a hug too, do you, brother-in-law?”

“…” Jiang Huai was at a loss for words.

Three girls were dancing in the courtyard, and there was some fruit wine on the table. Both girls had rosy cheeks and were preparing to go to the bathhouse. Jiang Huai had just returned and hadn’t had the chance to chat before Wen Wanwan and Luo Qingyu took him to the bathhouse.

He didn’t even get the chance to undress himself, as Wen Wanwan had already undone his belt, and Luo Qingyu was stripping his clothes from behind. For some reason, Jiang Huai felt like both girls were looking at him as if they wanted to devour him.

In the bathhouse, the water rippled gently. Jiang Huai had just sat down on the steps when Wen Wanwan and Luo Qingyu, wearing bathrobes, approached. One sat on his leg, and both girls turned to look at him, leaning in close to his ear almost simultaneously.

“Senior Brother Jiang Huai, who will you satisfy first?”

“Brother Jiang Huai, who will you tease first?”

Jiang Huai broke into a sweat, but soon thought of a way out. He reached out and pinched one cheek on each side, “Why don’t you two decide who goes first?”

Wen Wanwan’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment, “Then let Qingyu go first.”

Luo Qingyu blinked, looking aggrieved, “Wanwan has been thinking hard too, I’ve heard her panting alone in her room for several nights.”

“That’s not true…” Wen Wanwan’s cheeks turned red, “I’ve also heard noises from Qingyu’s room.”

As the two girls talked, they began to play and tussle on Jiang Huai’s legs, tickling and cuddling. Jiang Huai felt dizzy as he watched the water ripple in the bathhouse and took out a bottle of floral water, “How about we bathe first?”

“Do you want to watch us apply the floral water to each other, Senior Brother Jiang Huai?”

Wen Wanwan took the floral water, poured it into her palm, and then gently patted it onto Luo Qingyu’s collarbone, her movements tender and slow. Luo Qingyu’s cheeks flushed slightly, and she leaned in closer, sitting with her back to Jiang Huai in his arms.

Jiang Huai reached out and gently grasped her slender waist, but Wen Wanwan suddenly whispered, “Qingyu isn’t ready yet, let’s wait a bit…”

Saying this, Wen Wanwan stood up from Jiang Huai, leaned down, and gently parted Luo Qingyu’s long, fair legs, her tender tongue causing Luo Qingyu’s toes to curl.

The price for teasing Qingyu like this… was that late at night, when they returned to the room and Wen Wanwan had Jiang Huai beneath her, controlling the pace as she liked, Luo Qingyu reached out with her fingers coated in floral water, coming closer, causing Wen Wanwan to tremble so much that tears almost fell.