After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master

Chapter 194: Kiss

Late at night, under a sky where the moon is dim and the stars are sparse.

Wen Wanwan’s arms gently wrap around Jiang Huai’s neck, currently seated atop him, her slender legs bent, knees pressing against the bed. Jiang Huai’s hands softly grasp her snow-white waist, which is excessively smooth.

The girl’s cheek rests on Jiang Huai’s chest, her forehead slightly sweaty, sticking strands of messy hair to it, still dressed in a white dress.

Jiang Huai gently strokes her back, soothing the lightly trembling girl in his arms. Wen Wanwan’s cheeks are burning hot, and after a while, she finally gathers some strength to act coquettishly.

“Senior Brother Jiang Huai, lift me up.”

Jiang Huai gently wraps his arms around her snow-white waist, lifting her up, and as she lays softly beside him, she stretches out her slender fingers, drawing circles on Jiang Huai’s chest.

Wen Wanwan looks up at him with a slight pout, and Jiang Huai blinks at her.

“Then I’ll take you for a bath in a little while.”

Wen Wanwan rubs her head against his shoulder, and after a short while, she suddenly whispers.

“Now the whole sect knows that I am Senior Brother Jiang Huai’s dao companion.”

“Hmm? Why bring this up all of a sudden?”

—

“Wanwan is so happy,” Wen Wanwan’s eyes seemed to shimmer with a faint light, and Jiang Huai chuckled softly at her.

“Clearly, I’m the one taking advantage of the situation.”

“Not at all.”

Wen Wanwan’s fingertips playfully drew circles on his chest.

“Everything Wanwan has is given by Jiang Huai Senior Brother. If I hadn’t met Jiang Huai Senior Brother, Wanwan wouldn’t have all this now.”

The girl’s voice was warm and sweet.

“My heart beats so fast, I can’t explain it, every time I’m with Jiang Huai Senior Brother it feels like this...”

Wen Wanwan leaned in, tilted her face up, and moved closer to Jiang Huai’s lips. Jiang Huai lowered his head and gently kissed her tender lips. After a while, Wen Wanwan began to coquettishly whisper again,

“Wanwan has rested well...”

...

The inner sect competition continued in full swing.

Recently, Jiang Huai’s nights away from home had become more frequent. Compared to Jiang Huai’s lack of restraint, perhaps Wen Wanwan was even more so. As she became more aware of Jiang Huai’s preferences, Wen Wanwan never held back when alone with him.

Although she often seemed close to exhaustion, she always seemed to muster a bit more energy from her inexhaustible love, tirelessly seeking more.

Thus, the theory that Wanwan is a succubus is proven.

Wen Wanwan at night seemed like a completely different person from Wen Wanwan during the day. Whenever Jiang Huai visited her courtyard, Wen Wanwan always dressed especially beautifully, paying great attention to her hair and dresses, often wrapping her fair and slender legs in various black and white stockings. Occasionally, she would wear delicate high heels, making her already tall figure appear even more slender. The albums hidden under her pillow were always quietly taken out to study and learn with Jiang Huai.

But during the day, Wen Wanwan always wore a simple Taoist robe, without even a flower on her hairpin, and her expression was always cold and indifferent, as if she was unapproachable, especially difficult to talk to. She gave off the feeling of an unattainable ice lotus, as if one would be frozen by her cold gaze if they got too close.

Over the course of seven or eight days, the inner sect competition finally narrowed down to the top four, with the last three matches to be held tomorrow. Jiang Huai and Wen Wanwan were among them, and neither took more than ten breaths to defeat their opponents. Wen Wanwan dominated with her cultivation level, while Jiang Huai won with his absolute physical strength.

“Are you coming back tonight?”

“I will.”

“Then I’ll wait for you in bed?”

Bai Li tilted her head and blinked at him, and Jiang Huai nodded gently.

Chu Xianning sat quietly in the pavilion, hearing all these conversations, yet she showed no reaction.

...

Another late night.

Perhaps because she had been sleeping late the previous few days, Wen Wanwan felt a bit tired. At this moment, the two of them curled up in the cup, face to face, able to chat softly. Jiang Huai just happened to have a question to ask.

“Speaking of which, there’s something I’ve always wanted to ask Wanwan...”

“Mm, Wanwan... is listening...”

“About Fufu, what does Wanwan really think?”

As Jiang Huai spoke, he gently pinched Wen Wanwan, causing her body to tremble, and then she looked at him solemnly,

“What does Jiang Huai Senior Brother think?”

“It’s because I can’t figure it out that I’m asking.”

Wen Wanwan reached out to hold Jiang Huai’s cheek,

“If Jiang Huai Senior Brother likes it, then can we keep Fufu by our side too?”

So Wanwan really thought this way, but Jiang Huai was still somewhat puzzled, so he looked at her confusedly.

Wen Wanwan seemed to understand his confusion, her face pressed against Jiang Huai’s cheek, her voice soft and slow.

“I’ve watched Fufu grow up since I was little... If she marries another man in the future... I’ll always be worried... Just thinking about it makes me uneasy... But if Fufu marries Jiang Huai Senior Brother... Wanwan will feel very at ease.”

“This...”

“Fufu... also likes Jiang Huai Senior Brother... As long as Jiang Huai Senior Brother agrees...” Wen Wanwan leaned in and gently bit Jiang Huai’s shoulder.

“As long as Jiang Huai Senior Brother... nods... tomorrow... Wanwan will tell Fufu, and then... we can...”

Jiang Huai was speechless for a moment, pinching Wen Wanwan’s fair little face,

“How can you speak so lightly of such matters? You’re her sister, how can you decide her lifelong happiness so casually?”

“I... asked Fufu privately...” Wen Wanwan looked at Jiang Huai with a wronged expression.

“I’m not making decisions for Fufu rashly, she’s willing... I’m just afraid Jiang Huai Senior Brother is unwilling...”

“We should put this matter on hold for now, there’s plenty of time in the future. What if Fufu really gets to know me and realizes she doesn’t like me that much?”

“I’ll listen... to Jiang Huai Senior Brother...” Wen Wanwan obediently agreed.

But as the two whispered to each other, Wen Wanwan suddenly thought of something and leaned into Jiang Huai’s ear.

“Fufu likes to ask me about what we do in the room at night with Jiang Huai Senior Brother...”

“Did you tell her everything?”

“It’s not embarrassing... Are you embarrassed, Jiang Huai Senior Brother?”

Wen Wanwan looked at him innocently, and Jiang Huai didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

The girl’s fair and slender legs lifted and gently wrapped around his body, whispering in his ear,

“If Jiang Huai Senior Brother can’t accept it... we can take it slow... tomorrow... Wanwan and Fufu will kiss Jiang Huai Senior Brother together, okay?”

“Stop, stop, stop.”

Jiang Huai Jr. said stop, stop, stop, but the sound of ding, ding, ding was already ringing in his ears, making him a bit dizzy for a moment.

He reached out and gently pinched Wen Wanwan’s tender earlobe.

“You’re not serious at all as a sister.”

“Fufu is even less serious than Jiang Huai Senior Brother thinks. You don’t know, the pocket money you gave her, she bought a lot of embarrassing clothes and albums from Ziyun Pavilion, and the other day she kept pestering me to tie her up and tickle her...”

Wen Wanwan replied with a grievance.

...

The next day.

The sky was overcast.

Today was the final day of the inner sect competition.

The first to step onto the dueling platform was Wen Wanwan. Her opponent’s cultivation was only at the Nascent Soul stage, and the outcome was predetermined from the start. Wen Wanwan did not drag it out and defeated her opponent in just ten breaths. Jiang Huai who stepped up next did the same.

The final contest for first and second place was between Jiang Huai and Wen Wanwan.

As the presiding elder shouted the start, both of them almost simultaneously said,

“I concede.”

Then both were stunned, and then blinked at each other.

“The same.”

“The same.”

The two spoke in unison as if they had agreed beforehand, and after a moment, both were somewhat amused. Wen Wanwan innocently blinked,

“Then, can Jiang Huai Senior Brother teach Wanwan swordsmanship again?”

“Sure.”

Jiang Huai picked up a dark iron sword and casually tossed another to Wen Wanwan.

Wen Wanwan did not suppress any of her cultivation, releasing the aura of Divine Transformation first-level, while Jiang Huai also held his breath, ready to take her seriously.

Sword shadows interweaved, and the dark iron swords in their hands occasionally sparked from friction. To the disciples below, their figures became blurred afterimages.

Jiang Huai really wanted to test Wen Wanwan’s current strength. After exchanging a look, they understood each other’s intentions. He activated Mirror Flower, and Wen Wanwan concentrated her soul, beginning to look for the flaws in Jiang Huai’s Mirror Flower.

Chu Xianning also rarely came to the scene today.

This was the only time she came, watching Jiang Huai and Wen Wanwan wield swords on the platform, feeling an indescribable emotion in her heart.

During the day, Jiang Huai participated in the inner sect competition, in the afternoon and evening he strolled around the sect with Bai Li, or chatted and played chess in the courtyard. After dinner, he would go to Wen Wanwan’s courtyard. Sometimes he would return, sometimes not. Chu Xianning used spiritual energy to leave a light in his courtyard. Before going to bed, she looked out the window. If the light went out, it meant Jiang Huai had returned. If the light stayed on all night, she often found herself unable to sleep, tossing and turning in bed.

This match was particularly exciting. Wen Wanwan no longer restrained her sword momentum and spiritual energy, going all out, while Jiang Huai pushed Mirror Flower to its limit, repeatedly causing her spirit-sealed flying sword to misjudge its direction. His dark iron sword struck her spiritual energy shield, breaking it with sheer force.

The battle lasted for two full incense sticks of time.

“How much spiritual energy does Wanwan have left?”

“Two parts.”

“Then Wanwan wins.” Jiang Huai looked at his already shattered dark iron sword and smiled bitterly.

He had exhausted his strength, still having thirty percent of his soul power left.

If he used Water Moon, the outcome would be uncertain, but then he would have to deal with a headache afterward, which was unnecessary.

Wen Wanwan innocently blinked, seeing Jiang Huai’s somewhat tired expression, she leaned in and gently hugged him, whispering in his ear,

“It’s okay, after all... at night Wanwan always has to beg for mercy from Jiang Huai Senior Brother.”

Jiang Huai was amused.

The disciples below could not hear their whispers, only seeing the usually cold and indifferent Wen Wanwan, now with a blush on her cheeks and her beautiful eyes shining even more intoxicatingly.

The disciples below were envious and jealous, Wen Wanwan let go of Jiang Huai’s hand, still innocently staring at him for two or three seconds, then obediently closed her eyes.

Jiang Huai knew that when Wanwan closed her eyes, it meant she wanted a kiss. Even though Chu Xianning was sitting below, Jiang Huai’s heart felt no unease. He leaned in and gently touched Wen Wanwan’s tender and fresh lips.