After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master
Chapter 188 - Wipe your drool

Chapter 188: Wipe your drool

“If the master asks me if I want to...”

Jiang Huai didn’t avoid Chu Xianning’s gaze any longer, his eyes gentle and clear.

“Then of course I do.”

If he didn’t want to, why would he ask?

If he didn’t want to, why would he have remembered for so long?

To this day, Jiang Huai still remembered that midnight kiss. He remembered the softness of Chu Xianning’s lips, their sweetness, the softness of her body when he held her, her body as delicate and light as flower petals. He remembered all of it, appearing in his dreams many times, making him greedily want to taste it again.

But the more he remembered, the more he felt despicable. He always thought it would be good if Chu Xianning remembered. If she remembered that midnight kiss, even if she woke up the next day and held a sword to his neck to make him confess, he would be willing. But to this day, Jiang Huai couldn’t tell if Chu Xianning remembered.

If she did, why was she still so cold?

If she didn’t, were all the traces he felt since that day just his illusion?

What if it happened again?

Jiang Huai suddenly began to fantasize again. He always liked to imagine these unrealistic things, imagining many intimate scenes with his master, as if that could satisfy some of his vile desires.

He never had the courage to act on these fantasies, but clearly, whether it was with Wen Wanwan, Luo Qingyu, or Bai Li, he was much braver, only a coward in front of Chu Xianning.

Ah Mumu once wrote in a book that the more you like someone, the more cowardly you are in front of them. You worry that your actions will change her opinion of you, so you are timid and cautious, always wanting to show your best side in front of her, but because of your nervousness, you inadvertently mess things up.

“Oh,” Chu Xianning nodded lightly, acknowledging his response.

Jiang Huai’s gaze still lingered on Chu Xianning’s face, trying to detect any trace from her micro-expressions. Various traces were pointing to the possibility that Chu Xianning remembered, that after they drank late at night last time, he had secretly taken advantage of her. But Chu Xianning didn’t speak.

Was it because she wanted to spare him once, or did she also feel guilty?

“Alright, then I’ll prepare two jars of good wine.”

Jiang Huai lowered his head and realized that Chu Xianning’s slender leg was still resting on his. Just now, his hand had unconsciously been rubbing and pinching her foot. Chu Xianning hadn’t gotten angry.

What if he pinched it a little longer?

Jiang Huai lowered his head, his eyes serious, his expression looking earnest, but in fact, he was just playing with his master’s foot, which had nothing to do with healing. Chu Xianning bit her lip, the heat from Jiang Huai’s fingertips, the itch that seemed to penetrate her skin and into her bones, made her want to retract her foot countless times in just a dozen breaths, but for some reason, her body seemed too weak to muster any strength.

Jiang Huai’s fingertips were full of slippery warmth as if he would never tire of it, like a child playing with his favorite toy.

“What are you doing?” Chu Xianning’s voice carried a hint of grinding teeth.

“Huh?” Jiang Huai looked up, innocent.

“Is this also part of the healing?” Chu Xianning took a deep breath, her eyes fixed on him, starting to expect him to come up with some nonsense, but Jiang Huai didn’t lie and answered her innocently and straightforwardly.

“No.”

“Then you...”

“Ah, it’s too soft, so soft and slippery, I accidentally pinched it a little longer.”

Jiang Huai finally seemed satisfied and withdrew his hand, taking out a pair of lace-edged white socks from somewhere, carefully rolling up the sock tube and starting to put them on Chu Xianning.

Chu Xianning couldn’t explain why she didn’t resist or even why her anger seemed to have quietly dissipated. Usually, at this time, she would have been severely punishing the little scoundrel.

He would apologize with a submissive look, then act pitifully, promising to change next time, only to become itchy again after a while. She seemed to have gotten used to it.

But this time, Jiang Huai didn’t have the slightest appearance of wanting to apologize!

Jiang Huai earnestly put the white socks with lace edges on Chu Xianning, whispering,

“Master’s jade feet are really beautiful.”

Here it comes.

Chu Xianning felt the anger burning in her chest.

Wasn’t he being too presumptuous and unbridled?

She slightly raised her chin, her eyes fixed on Jiang Huai in front of her, her voice already slightly ominous.

“You like it... don’t you?”

And Jiang Huai seemed oblivious to the ominous tone, completely unaware of the impending disaster, nodding incessantly.

“Yeah, I really like it.”

Jiang Huai had finished putting on the socks for Chu Xianning, satisfied as he looked at the delicate foot now resting on his leg, admiring the butterfly knot decoration on the edge of the sock,

“Hmm, it’s also cute with socks on.”

Jiang Huai Jr. wasn’t really unaware of the impending disaster; it’s just that he hadn’t been mischievous for too long and was itching for it, now completely disregarding life and death.

He suddenly began to wonder, how would Chu Xianning punish him this time?

Would she whip him hard a couple of times, or would she be unable to resist kicking him hard a couple of times with her socked foot?

Or would she make him kneel and step on his face?

Alright, in the past countless times he provoked Chu Xianning, he never learned his lesson after she punished him, because Chu Xianning was too beautiful, so any punishment seemed like a reward in their teacher-student play.

“Has it been too long since I last disciplined you?” Chu Xianning’s voice was light, as if she had a vague realization that the little scoundrel in front of her was itching for trouble again.

But she suddenly couldn’t find a way to discipline Jiang Huai.

What should she do?

Tie him to a tree and whip him?

But he had only said a few words, would that be too harsh?

What else could she possibly do? Ignore him?

But how would that be any different from letting him off the hook?

He wouldn’t care anyway. He’s been too busy lately to spare her a thought.

“Every time Master comes, you want to punish me whenever I compliment your beauty, which is totally unreasonable...”

Jiang Huai hadn’t even finished his sentence when the foot on his thigh was already lifted. Before he could finish his words, Chu Xianning’s cute little foot, clad in a white lace sock, had already been raised to his cheek. Her feet rested on either side of his face, and this action of lifting her legs caused her skirt to become slightly disheveled. She gripped the hem of her skirt at the knee, her cool eyes unblinkingly staring at him.

“Since you like it, isn’t this considered a reward for you?” Chu Xianning’s tone rose slightly.

Indeed it was.

But Jiang Huai Jr. definitely couldn’t admit it.

“How can you humiliate someone like this...” Jiang Huai Jr. looked at Chu Xianning in front of him with a sense of grievance.

Clearly, he found Chu Xianning’s posture extremely cute at the moment, and he could see a hint of shyness in her eyes, which was well concealed by her cool demeanor.

It seemed that when she saw the humiliated expression on Jiang Huai’s face, the slight annoyance in her heart disappeared without a trace. Chu Xianning’s lips, fresh and rosy, curved up slightly,

“You like it, don’t you? Hm? Now you feel humiliated?”

“No matter how much I like it, Master can’t, can’t step on my face like this... It’s, it’s very embarrassing, okay?”

“So you do know what embarrassment is.”

Chu Xianning moved her leg slightly, her foot gently patted his face, soft and not painful.

Jiang Huai’s eyes were filled with a feigned grievance that seemed quite genuine. After several seconds passed, Chu Xianning finally withdrew one leg, and the other little foot shifted, its tip propping up Jiang Huai’s chin, lifting his face slightly.

“Will you remember this lesson now?”

“Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes,” Jiang Huai Jr. agreed smoothly.

But from his memory, Jiang Huai always said this, and he probably never really learned his lesson. Chu Xianning looked into his eyes seriously.

“If you speak without restraint again... I will punish you to wash my feet with your tongue.”

Jiang Huai Jr. shuddered all over.

“That’s too much! Master doesn’t trust me at all. How could I not remember? I will definitely remember well...”

“You’d better.”

Chu Xianning finally withdrew her leg, and Jiang Huai’s head was allowed to droop once more, but his mind was already filled with the image of Master’s disdainful lifting of her foot to his lips, followed by a slurping sound.

Jiang Huai felt he couldn’t think any further, or he’d have to wipe away his drool.

What a shameless bone you have, Jiang Huai Jr.!

Shameless!

The sound of a door opening came from the courtyard.

Bai Li, dressed in a snow-white nightgown, stretched at the doorway. At this moment, she still looked like little Bai Li, but the curves of her petite body, especially her chest, were particularly noticeable. The action of stretching made the fabric across her chest tight, and in the dim light, her silhouette resembled a mountainous landscape painting.

“What’s for breakfast?” Bai Li asked sleepily.

“Fried sugar cakes, come quickly.”

Bai Li ran over to Jiang Huai with her snow-white little legs, opened her mouth, and Jiang Huai stuffed a fried sugar cake into her mouth. Bai Li sat down to the side and happily started eating the fried sugar cakes. After eating two pieces, she suddenly remembered something, picked up a piece with her delicate hand, and brought it to Jiang Huai’s mouth.

As Jiang Huai opened his mouth, Bai Li roughly stuffed the entire piece into his mouth. Jiang Huai’s eyes widened, his mouth stuffed full, unable to speak for a moment. It took a lot of effort to swallow the piece, and he looked at Bai Li with a slight dissatisfaction,

“Why?”

“To let you know that not everyone can easily stuff too much into their mouth at once.”

Bai Li huffed, the more aggrieved his eyes looked, the happier she laughed. Jiang Huai leaned in to tickle Bai Li, and she began to struggle in his arms. As she laughed, the loose straps of her nightgown inadvertently slipped down a bit, revealing a large expanse of fair skin.

Finally, Jiang Huai had the upper hand, and the soft and giggling Bai Li finally begged for mercy. When Jiang Huai looked up, he realized that Chu Xianning had left the pavilion at some point and was now staring blankly at the lotus flowers by the pond.