“Um… um… tell me about your family, Lin Li.”
Seeing the two of them just sitting around awkwardly, Yao Shiming quickly brought up a topic, sitting down next to the young girl and deliberately moving a little closer to her.
“Just call me Hu Li, I prefer that name.” Lin Li—no, Hu Li—responded calmly.
“Alright, I like that name too.” Yao Shiming chuckled and continued asking, “Old Hu, what does your family do for work?”
Hu Li rolled her eyes at the boy, wondering why she ever agreed to bring him home on a whim. After a moment of thought, she said:
“My family is religious. My dad is a Daoist priest at a temple, earning incense money and exorcising evil spirits for people. I also have a few older brothers, and my mom…”
*****
“Ugh~~”
“Beast! Damn, what a beast!!”
“How long did you hold that in, huh? You nearly drowned me!!”
In the infirmary, a gorgeous woman dressed in a bunny-girl costume, her skin covered in marks, having just finished vomiting, stared at the large splash of yogurt in the sink with dark lines across her face.
Just a few hours ago, on a reckless whim and unable to resist her desires, she had let Jiang Chi push her down. The first half was exhilarating—she’d made up for all the meat she hadn’t had during her abstinent days.
But in the second half, once she changed into the bunny-girl outfit and the tables turned, she was pinned and roughly ravished by Jiang Chi. Especially when her throat was invaded, it felt like riding a roller coaster.
Up and down, deep and shallow, making her unable to stop!! It hurt a little, sure, but her body was exploding with pleasure!!!
Could I really be a masochist?
That thought floated through Ji Yuenián’s mind for the umpteenth time.
Bzzz bzzz bzzz~~~
A faint sudden vibration snapped her out of her thoughts and sent a tingling sensation through her body. Her legs went weak, and Ji Yuenián nearly collapsed, barely managing to steady herself in time.
“Jiang… Jiang…”
Ji Yuenián half-clutched her lower belly, gritting her teeth, understanding this was the man outside the door hurrying her. She tried to take off the bunny tail on her butt, but another buzz made her legs give out entirely, leaving her kneeling on the floor.
Just then, the infirmary door swung open. The man, now in a black shirt, reached out to help the beautiful woman up, frowning with concern. “What’s wrong?”
“You, you… Damn you, stop pretending! Give me that thing!” Ji Yuenián gritted her teeth and endured, clamping her legs together, sweat beading on her forehead.
“What remote?” The man feigned confusion, stroking his chin for a long moment before suddenly acting as if he remembered.
“Oh, you mean that remote you forced into my hand?”
“I threw it in the trash.”
His big hand landed mischievously on her plump backside, making the beauty moan—a mix of pain and pleasure. The man tugged at the bunny tail, feigning puzzlement: “Eh? Why won’t this tail come off?”
At those words, the beauty suddenly panicked, “Jiang Chi, stop messing around, I’m already full…”
His hand gave a gentle tug backward.
The bunny tail on her costume was supposed to be a semi-oval with a conical tip, but because Ji Yuenián had ordered a custom one, there were many little bumps on the surface, like a pressure pad.
As the bumps scraped over her soft flesh, the beautiful woman couldn’t hold back anymore. Her legs went weak, and she collapsed to the floor, her expression nearly falling apart, as if her soul was being drowned in endless pleasure.
Seeing this, the man bent over and scooped up the drooling, dazed beauty in his arms, striding toward the sleeper cabin.
Ji Yuenián wanted to stop, but he wasn’t satisfied yet.
But truth be told, Ji Yuenián was truly exceptional in every sense.
*****
September 30th.
The holiday starts today. Taking the train with Ji Yuenián to climb a mountain, desire once again got the better of me along the way. Ji Yuenián still hasn’t woken up.
Looking at the beauty lying on the soft couch, still in the bunny-girl outfit, her skin covered in strawberry marks, Jiang Chi’s eyes grew complicated.
Sex, he didn’t reject; love, he understood. But the combination of both so easily gave birth to another kind of affection—dependence.
After all, isn’t so-called love just sex/love mixed with growing feelings over time?
But unfortunately, he was obsessive. There was already a white moonlight in his heart; the cinnabar mole could only stay on the flesh.
Unless he could let go—let go of his own obsession.
Thinking this, the man picked up his pen again.
He added a line at the end of his diary: Today, Ji Yuenián’s mental state was very strange. My initial diagnosis is that her mental illness is linked to desire. Continue observation…
“Wuu~~”
The beauty on the couch suddenly whimpered. The man looked up to see pain flash across her delicate face as she mumbled in her sleep.
“Don’t touch my tail,” “Don’t poke there,” “I’m not drinking that stuff”…
Hearing this, the stunning beauty curled up even tighter, her brows deeply furrowed.
After listening, Jiang Chi couldn’t help but laugh.
Since her gender swap, Ji Yuenián had become so carefree, yet retained a uniquely feminine charm. She seemed normal enough by day, but in bed, she let loose more than anyone.
Tsundere + stubborn + nymphomaniac + supermodel-level big sister.
If not for “Ji Qingchan,” Jiang Chi felt he might have fallen for her.
“No more abstinence, no more abstinence~”
“So hungry, so hungry, I’m starving~”
“Wuwuwu~ You big jerk, you know I can’t let it out without you, but you still force me to abstain~~”
The beauty on the bed seemed to be having a nightmare, whining and complaining, eyes shut tight, long shapely legs constantly writhing.
Jiang Chi reached out to pat her back to comfort her, but suddenly, a mouth clamped down on his shirt hem, biting hard.
“I’ll bite you to death~ you pervy old man!”
The beauty grumbled as if complaining.
*****
October 1st.
Arrival.
Ji Yuenián, now back in men’s clothing, and Jiang Chi had just gotten off the train when towering, undulating mountains loomed before them.
Ji Yuenián looked up and saw that at the highest peak, a giant stone staircase—hundreds of meters long and several dozen meters wide—led from the foot to the summit. At the very top stood a grand purple-gold hall, shrouded in clouds and mist, its full appearance hidden.
After renting a hotel nearby, dropping off their luggage, and changing into hiking gear, Ji Yuenián stood not far from the foot of the mountain. Gazing up at the peaks piercing the clouds, she raised her arm and let out a cheer.
“Divine Firmament Sect, here I come—Ji Yuenián!”
Beside her, Jiang Chi appeared much calmer. He glanced at the excited beauty; even the loose, anti-scratch hiking shorts couldn’t hide the curve of her hips. Seeming to remember something, a peculiar expression flickered across his face.
“Ji Yuenián.”
“What?”
“Did you take it off?”
Ji Yuenián blushed, then grew even more embarrassed, kicking the man with a huff and snapping, “None of your business!” before grabbing her hiking staff and hurrying up the mountain.
Watching her awkward figure, Jiang Chi’s mouth twitched. He pressed a hand to his forehead, already resolving to take Ji Yuenián for a psychological check-up after this short holiday.
Maybe aside from her mental illness and cross-dressing fetish, there were other psychological quirks—exhibitionism, masochism?