After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master-Chapter 133 - Indeed

Chapter 133: Indeed

In the kitchen.

Jiang Huai was busy preparing lunch, and Wen Wanwan had come to the kitchen at some point to help him. Her cheeks still seemed to have a bit of lingering redness as she whispered.

“My sister speaks carelessly, Senior Brother Jiang Huai, please don’t mind.”

“I’m definitely fine.”

“I’ll teach Fufu well in the future.”

Wen Wanwan seemed worried that Jiang Huai would feel awkward, and she reassured him softly.

“I really don’t mind, it’s nothing, as long as Wanwan doesn’t feel embarrassed.”

Jiang Huai said helplessly with a smile, turning his head towards Wen Wanwan, whose cheeks turned even redder. She traced circles on Jiang Huai’s chest with her finger, whispering.

“But Senior Brother Jiang Huai said yesterday that he needed to take good care of his body, yet Wanwan seduced Senior Brother Jiang Huai again...”

“Hehe, who are you looking down on? A little adjustment is all it takes.”

“Then... do you want to... sleep with Wanwan tonight?” Wen Wanwan’s eyes shyly looked at him.

?

Is it a combo move?

“Um, I can stay with Wanwan until she falls asleep, but I should probably go back to sleep later. I’m a bit particular about where I sleep.”

Wen Wanwan nodded obediently.

......

Jiang Huai took out a deck of playing cards and joined Wen Wanwan and her sister Wen Fufu in the courtyard to play a game of Fight the Landlord. The rules were simple and easy to learn. The three of them played all afternoon without betting any spirit stones.

If Jiang Huai lost, he would give Wen Wanwan and Wen Fufu beautiful dresses. If Wen Wanwan lost, she would have to peck Jiang Huai on the cheek. As for Wen Fufu, losing meant sticking little pieces of paper on her face.

By the end, Wen Fufu’s face was covered with paper notes, but she also gained many pretty dresses from Jiang Huai. He had gotten these dresses from the system’s store, having redeemed quite a few that day. Since the color and size were selectable and they only cost a few points, it wasn’t a big deal. After the card game, Jiang Huai sat in the courtyard and watched the two girls’ fashion show.

They tried on the dresses Jiang Huai had given them, asking him if they looked good or playfully coming out together, challenging Jiang Huai to guess who was the elder sister and who was the younger. Even though the sisters imitated each other’s tone and demeanor, Jiang Huai could always correctly identify Wen Wanwan.

Wen Fufu couldn’t figure it out and kept trying to get Jiang Huai to reveal his secret. He brushed it off with a vague explanation about a special connection between people who like each other.

He could guess correctly because he was good at reading micro-expressions, and Wen Wanwan’s were easy to distinguish. Wen Fufu’s eyes always seemed to have a certain sparkle, and then there was Jiang Huai’s task system. Whenever it was activated, he could see that he had many tasks related to Wen Wanwan, all stemming from his strange desires.

For example, having Wen Wanwan wear black stockings, painting them with floral dew... or tying up Wen Wanwan and dripping wax on her, or blindfolding her and tracing circles on her body with his tongue...

These were all tasks with minimal rewards, and Jiang Huai didn’t believe he had such wicked thoughts. It was just the system playing pranks on him, as it had tricked him once or twice before.

At noon, he had used a communication stone to inform Chu Xianning that he would be returning late. Chu Xianning acknowledged, and Jiang Huai stayed in the courtyard in the evening, preparing a lavish dinner for the two girls, even opening a small pot of wine. Wen Fufu was allowed to drink a little, but after drinking, she shamelessly began to rub her leg against Jiang Huai’s under the table. Jiang Huai discreetly tickled her ankle to make her stop.

In Jiang Huai’s eyes, Wen Fufu was a young girl corrupted by the indecent literature written by Ah Mumu, and he sometimes felt a slight sense of guilt.

At that moment, Wen Fufu was wearing a black cheongsam with black silk stockings that shimmered slightly. She had also received high heels from Jiang Huai and happily walked around the courtyard holding her sister’s hand.

Wen Wanwan, on the other hand, wore a white cheongsam with gold embroidery that outlined her slender figure, occasionally revealing her smooth legs through the slits. After dinner, Jiang Huai lay in the courtyard looking at the moon, waiting for Wen Fufu to go to bed after her bath. He exchanged glances with Wen Wanwan, who blinked at him,

“Wanwan wants to bathe Jiang Huai Senior Brother...”

Back in the room.

Wen Wanwan in her cheongsam came to the bed, her knees gently touching the surface. She looked back at Jiang Huai, the hem of her cheongsam concealing her figure. Jiang Huai had just returned from the bath with her and knew that she wore nothing beneath the cheongsam, ready to be enjoyed.

The girl’s fair legs lifted, her delicate feet swaying in the air. Earlier in the bath, Wen Wanwan had clung to him under the pretense of applying floral dew, teasing him until he was in a state of unrest, then playfully ran away, saying she wanted to wait until they were back in the room... Now the girl had no escape and assumed a compliant posture.

Jiang Huai looked into Wen Wanwan’s eyes, watching her return his gaze and gently blinked,

“It might really hurt, you know.”

“Wanwan... isn’t afraid of pain.”

“Then we should apply some floral dew first.”

Wen Wanwan bit her lip, then whispered very softly, “Then... can we use Wanwan’s own floral dew?”

“How would we collect the floral dew?”

“Jiang Huai Senior Brother... figure it out yourself...”

......

Wen Wanwan was embraced by Jiang Huai.

Those who fall asleep right after doing bad things are truly scoundrels!

Wen Wanwan’s body was soft, and she was gently held by him, her cheeks flushed. She looked up,

“It didn’t hurt, Jiang Huai Senior Brother, don’t worry...”

“Ah? Jiang Huai Senior Brother, don’t make that face. Wanwan isn’t aggrieved... Qingyu Fairy came first, so, it should be hers. Later, after Jiang Huai Senior Brother and Qingyu Fairy... have dual cultivation, it’s okay if it’s Wanwan’s turn next. Wanwan really isn’t aggrieved...”

Wen Wanwan’s face drew close to Jiang Huai, staring earnestly into his eyes.

Jiang Huai couldn’t help but laugh and cry at her words. Wen Wanwan giggled.

“This is Wanwan’s sneaky little scheme. As long as Jiang Huai Senior Brother feels even a little bit indebted to Wanwan, he’ll hold Wanwan a little tighter...”

“Can it still be called a little scheme if you say it out loud?” Jiang Huai leaned in to look into her eyes.

“Because Jiang Huai Senior Brother... is a very trustworthy person, so it’s okay to say it out loud, right?”

A sly glint appeared in Wen Wanwan’s eyes.

“So it really doesn’t hurt?”

“It doesn’t hurt. Although it’s a bit strange, I can’t help but feel weak in the knees... But, but... Wanwan likes it, and what if after being bullied by Jiang Huai Senior Brother too much... I become addicted... what then?”

Jiang Huai’s head began to spin.

Succubi!

When Jiang Huai left Wen Wanwan’s room, his head was spinning.

He had only left after coaxing Wen Wanwan to sleep. He hadn’t planned on doing such excessive, shameless, and bullying things to Wen Wanwan. It was just that the day before yesterday, in the bamboo forest, after he told Wen Wanwan everything that had happened with Luo Qingyu, and today in the bath, Wen Wanwan brought it up again, saying she could too...

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Jiang Huai was about to refuse, but before he could say it, Wen Wanwan came close, her eyes bright with anticipation, saying she wanted to try. Jiang Huai felt that if he refused, she would be heartbroken... So Jiang Huai agreed in a daze and thus bullied Wen Wanwan.

If Luo Qingyu’s obedience was partly an act, maybe Wen Wanwan’s was too, but it was different. Wen Wanwan seemed genuinely unconcerned about his entanglements with other girls. She just wanted a small place that belonged to her, nothing more.

Before returning to the mountain, Jiang Huai thought he could be a little more resolute, but the moment he saw Wen Wanwan, seeing the unease and grievance hidden in her eyes after she dressed, his resolve crumbled.

He was indeed a little scoundrel, unable to bear seeing a hint of grievance in her eyes.

Today, including the daytime activities, they had been intimate three times: once in the bath when Wen Wanwan kissed him, once after she dressed and her white silk feet caressed him, and again in the evening. It seemed the tonic he had concocted to strengthen his body was very effective.

But he had the feeling that if Wen Wanwan wasn’t concerned about his health and wanted him to restrain himself, she would have wanted to continue for a long time. It seemed that only he was comfortable, but seeing him happy seemed to make Wen Wanwan happy too.

Jiang Huai had told Wen Wanwan stories for a long time before she fell asleep, but he didn’t feel bothered at all. Seeing her asleep, he felt an inexplicable sense of peace, indescribable.

He couldn’t pinpoint when his affection for Wen Wanwan had quietly sprouted.

From the beginning, he was only drawn to her because she was beautiful, wearing the mask of the gentleman Jiang Huai Jr.

Yet, Wen Wanwan seemed to have detected the weakness beneath his mask, and he was helpless against her seduction. He seemed to have fallen without realizing it...

He was indeed despicable.

But now, seeing her sleeping peacefully in his arms, Jiang Huai felt a sense of fulfillment. He suddenly began to wonder about strange questions in his head. If one day Wen Wanwan refused to kiss, touch, hug, or do bad things with him, would he still like her? He stood under the eaves and pondered for the time it took an incense stick to burn.

He would probably still like her very much.

It was strange to think about it. His initial liking for Luo Qingyu was also because she liked him so much, and the same went for Wen Wanwan. But why was it different with Chu Xianning? Clearly, before he was fourteen, Chu Xianning had never shown any romantic interest in him, yet he liked Chu Xianning so much.

Was it greed?

An Oedipus complex?

Oh, that thought was a bit disturbing. Jiang Huai shook his head, trying not to think about such strange questions. Overthinking would only lead to losing oneself. Living each day as it comes, going with the flow, and enjoying life to the fullest was the true essence.

He had just taken a step when he suddenly noticed Wen Fufu, wearing a black nightgown, lying on a lounge chair in the pavilion, staring at him with beautiful, unblinking eyes.

“Weren’t you supposed to be asleep in your room?” Jiang Huai was startled.

“The room has poor soundproofing. I woke up when I heard you bullying my sister. I drank a bit of wine and felt dizzy, so I came out to the courtyard for some air,” Wen Fufu said while innocently swaying her fair and tender feet.

As Jiang Huai’s gaze was involuntarily drawn to her feet, the corners of Wen Fufu’s mouth curled up slightly, revealing a sly smile.

“So, brother-in-law is the kind of pervert who gets excited by girls’ feet...” Her voice was playful.