Lu Qiancha’s ears bristled in embarrassment and frustration.
What wind? She was clearly just trying to tease her on purpose!
Lu Qiancha, like a little beast whose tail had been stepped on, suddenly lunged into Xun Xue’s embrace, rubbing her head vigorously against Xun Xue’s soft clothes and mumbling in protest, “Mother, you’re so mean, you heard me just fine.”
“Aiya, I wonder which little wolf it was that just a few months ago kept insisting she wanted to sleep apart from her mother.”
A faint smile curled at the corners of Xun Xue’s lips as she leaned down, her palm gently caressing Lu Qiancha from head to toe.
Lu Qiancha narrowed her eyes and let out a soft sigh of comfort. Her little paws, deft and practiced, hooked around Xun Xue’s neck, and her head rested limply in the hollow of Xun Xue’s shoulder.
She’d turned herself completely into a soft little cling-pet, pressed tightly against Xun Xue.
She said nothing, simply playing the rascal.
Xun Xue chuckled quietly, lifted Lu Qiancha, closed the door, and carried her back to the bed.
Just as she sat down on the soft couch with Lu Qiancha in her arms, the jade token on the desk began to buzz and flash urgently, its radiance flaring.
Clearly, her old friend [Zi Hua] on the other side had grown anxious at her long silence.
Xun Xue: “I’m not chatting with you anymore, I’m going to sleep with my daughter now.”
Zi Hua: “?”
Zi Hua: “Daughter?”
Zi Hua: “Wait, what? You got married?”
The jade token kept ringing, but with a flick of Xun Xue’s finger, a gentle stream of immortal power precisely swept up the noisy token and tucked it deep into an infrequently used storage pouch.
Then she hugged her fragrant, soft daughter and got into bed.
For these few days with the Tian Kui entanglement, Lu Qiancha had practically turned into Xun Xue’s exclusive pendant.
Three meals a day, at every moment, Xun Xue would hold her in her arms and feed her.
Whenever they went anywhere, she’d be stuck to Xun Xue’s side, her little paw either firmly holding Xun Xue’s hand or tightly clutching the hem of her clothes.
When night fell, she’d nestle even more tightly in Xun Xue’s warm embrace, not leaving her for even a moment.
Even the regular changing of the Mianbu was all done personally by Xun Xue.
For no other reason than this: if she left Xun Xue even a little, her tummy would start to Chao Yao and ache.
It wasn’t until dawn broke on the third day that Lu Qiancha finally recovered her energy, revived at full strength. She became spirited once more, practically walking with the wind.
But if you asked who benefited the most from Lu Qiancha’s recovery, there was no doubt—it was Gantang.
In the past two days, no matter what Gantang said to Lu Qiancha, all she got in return was a little loli’s look of disdain.
And whenever Gantang tried to rua-rua Lu Qiancha, before her hand could even make contact, she’d be met with a storm of merciless kitty punches.
Now, Gantang’s face and hands both bore a few scratch marks from Lu Qiancha.
So for these days, Gantang could only curl up a few zhang away, her eyes longing as she traced her senior’s adorable silhouette with her gaze.
But today, Gantang keenly noticed that her senior’s cheeks were rosy and her eyes clear, so she waved from a distance, calling out, “Good morning, Senior!”
“……Good morning, Junior Sister.”
Lu Qiancha paused in her steps and gave a slight nod as Gantang, a bit nervous, shuffled closer.
Lu Qiancha’s clear blue eyes suddenly settled on Gantang’s face, locking precisely onto the three faint pink, but still visible, tiny scratches near her left cheekbone.
Her gaze flickered, a trace of hesitation barely noticeable.
“……Does it still hurt?” Lu Qiancha raised her little paw and pointed at the scratch, her voice tinged with a bit of awkwardness and guilt.
Gantang was taken aback, then immediately broke into a broad, carefree grin, waving her hands, “It doesn’t hurt, not at all! I stopped feeling it ages ago!”
“I’m sorry…”
Lu Qiancha lowered her head, her voice clear and sincere with apology. “The past few days, I was irritable and lost control, I-I went too far…”
“Aiya, Senior, it’s really fine!” Gantang flustered at her apology, her voice rising, “It’s just a little mark, and I started it anyway.”
Lu Qiancha pursed her lips and was silent for a moment.
Then, to Gantang’s surprise, she took the initiative to step closer, her small body pressing against Gantang’s side.
She raised her little face, blue eyes looking straight at Gantang, her voice full of determined frankness, “As compensation…”
She paused, as if making up her mind. “If you want to pet, then go ahead.”
“I……won’t resist.”
“Eh??”
Gantang froze in place as if struck by lightning, her pink eyes instantly widening into perfect circles, a mix of disbelief and immense joy flooding her heart.
Her voice stuttered with excitement, “…Senior, are you serious?”
“Mm, I’m serious.” Lu Qiancha nodded solemnly.
Before Gantang could say more, Lu Qiancha cut her off, “If you ask again, I won’t let you pet me!”
As soon as the words left her mouth, Lu Qiancha’s little face flushed bright red. She quickly turned her head away, her two little paws anxiously twisting together.
“I-I-I won’t ask anymore!”
Gantang surrendered at once, raising her hand in surrender and shutting her mouth, only nodding vigorously like pounding garlic.
Then, she took a deep breath.
Her nerves were so taut, she felt almost devout.
Gantang gently placed her warm hand atop Lu Qiancha’s head, on that patch of soft, dark blue fluff.
Lu Qiancha didn’t dodge, or even move; on the contrary, she cooperated fully, tilting her head into Gantang’s palm.
Not only that.
Her two little paws, as if seeking support, instinctively gripped the hem of Gantang’s robe at her waist.
With experience from before, Lu Qiancha leaned over early, in case Gantang’s petting made her go all weak and unable to stand.
Gantang felt this tacit approval, her heart thumping with excitement.
She moved her fingers slightly, gently combing through the soft fur twice.
Unable to resist, she also pinched the pair of perky, twitching little blue wolf ears within reach.
After that, Gantang slowly withdrew her hand, bashfully making a tiny request, “Senior… can I… um, do that with you?”
“No.”
Lu Qiancha stared at Gantang, face blank.
“Aw, just this once… Please, Senior?”
Gantang looked at Lu Qiancha, all pitiful and wide-eyed.
“No!”
Lu Qiancha slapped Gantang’s knee with a paw, her voice full of exasperation, “If you’re not hungry, you’re in heat—what kind of proper person thinks about that stuff all day?!”
“Uu… Senior, just let loose once, please?”
Gantang pleaded, all aggrieved.
“Can you gain strength from this kind of thing?”
Lu Qiancha stared at Gantang and asked.
“N-no…”
Gantang replied in a small voice.
“Can it fill your stomach?”
“N-no…”
Gantang’s voice grew weaker and weaker.
“If it neither increases strength nor fills the belly, and is just for indulgence and pleasure, isn’t that betraying the foundation of our cultivation? And then…”
Lu Qiancha chattered on for quite a while, leaving Gantang with a look of pure suffering.
“Senior, stop, stop, stop!”
Seeing that Lu Qiancha was about to continue, Gantang hurriedly cut in, “I know I was wrong, I surrender, please, stop nagging me, stop.”
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