Chapter 16: The Little Green Dragon's Tail

The night was dark and gloomy, with dark clouds obscuring the moon.

Sang Ying couldn't breathe, her consciousness becoming hazy from the kisses.

A cool rain splashed onto her face through the windowpane, jolting her awake. She realized what was happening and pushed him away forcefully.

What is she doing?

Even if it's an illusion, she shouldn't be like this. He already has someone he likes, yet she's fantasizing about kissing him in this illusion. This behavior... is disgusting.

If Xie Lingyu knew, he would only hate her more.

Sang Ying leaned against the headboard, breathing heavily. Her cheeks were still flushed, but her bright eyes dimmed, revealing a sense of self-loathing.

Xie Lingyu was suddenly pushed away, her uncontrolled behavior during her hot flashes was interrupted, and she came to her senses.

Realizing belatedly what he had done, he abruptly raised his eyelashes and saw the disgust in the girl's eyes, causing his restless blood to freeze instantly.

But the girl didn't say anything, or even look at him. Instead, she leaned back on the tatami mat and pulled out a pillow to rest against.

Her breathing was still unsteady, her lips were wet and glistening, and she scrunched up her little face as she pounded on the pillow and muttered something under her breath.

"...Damn illusion."

Whether it was relief or something else, Xie Lingyu remained silent for a few seconds, then half-squatted down to look at her, her tone as calm and indifferent as usual, "Junior Sister."

Sang Ying slowly raised her little head, revealing only her eyes, and met his dark eyes.

The familiar feeling returned; it was the Xie Lingyu she always knew.

Xie Lingyu in front of her had returned to normal, and Sang Ying should have felt relieved. However, as soon as she saw him, she remembered the wet and fierce kiss from before, and her ears, which were covered by her black hair, turned even redder. She buried her head back into the pillow.

She said curtly, "You're so dirty and smelly, go wash yourself!"

"good."

The boy responded and turned to leave.

Sang Ying's mind was a mess. She touched her lips with her fingertips, and the sensation seemed to linger there.

Soft, fragrant, sucking on her lips, even probing in to hook her tongue and entwine softly... The more she thought about it, the hotter her ears became, and she buried her head tightly in the pillow, refusing to come out.

However, after she pushed him away, he returned to normal and became Xie Lingyu as usual, so it seems that a kiss was what she wanted after all.

She heard the sound of water beside her ear, and looked up. While she was lost in thought, the room had been cleaned up, and there wasn't a trace of blood left in the corner.

The boy's shadow could be vaguely seen behind the screen, and with the sound of water, he was clearly taking a bath.

...Can't he take a shower in another room?

No, Sang Ying pondered. Could this be what she wanted too? Did she want to see Xie Lingyu bathe, so the illusion was arranged for her?

Sang Ying covered her face. She really had seen it by accident a few years ago. She didn't have that kind of fetish!

Sang Ying caught a glimpse of a long shadow through her fingers. Startled, she released her grip and saw a fleeting shadow on the screen.

It wasn't a human arm, but something rather long... She realized it was his tail.

She knew that Xie Lingyu was a demon cultivator whose true form was a blue dragon.

However, she had never seen his true form, only once when she found him at the age of twelve and saw his tail.

He was only fifteen years old then, a young boy. The little green dragon's tail drooped listlessly behind him, and a pair of small, jade-like dragon horns stood upright on his forehead. She only saw him for a few seconds before he disappeared.

After that, Xie Lingyu never revealed her true form again.

The sound of dripping water filled the room, stirring up Sang Ying's emotions.

Damn it... She really wanted to see the dragon's tail. Turning into a little green dragon and taking a bath in her room was practically tempting her to commit a crime!

Sang Ying struggled internally.

...It's okay to just look at the tail, right? There won't be another chance to see it after this illusion, so she'll just take a quick look, sneak a peek as she passes by and then leave.

Sang Ying put down the cushion, pretended to go to pour water and approached the screen. She poured a cup of tea and slowly moved closer.

As her vision gradually opened up, the ground, the bathtub, the water, and a bluish-gold color came into view. Her eyelashes fluttered; it was the tail of the little green dragon!

I could only see a corner of it; the long dragon tail draped over the edge of the tub, its beautiful blue scales glistening with water droplets, a golden ring binding the end of its tail, and a few tufts of soft white hair swaying gently at the tip.

...So cute!

Sang Ying's gaze was fixed on the tuft of white fur at the tip of the tail. Suddenly, the screen was pulled open, and she was startled, her hand holding the teacup trembling violently.

A cool sensation touched her wrist; long, slender, icy fingers gripped her wrist, stabilizing the cup of hot tea.

The young man before her was half-reclined in the bathtub, his inner garment soaked and clinging to his body, still maintaining his original posture. A pair of jade dragon horns on his forehead made his handsome face appear even more pale and exquisite.

He looked at her with a calm and indifferent expression.

"What is Junior Sister doing?"

Sang Ying's attention was entirely focused on the dragon's tail that was protruding from the water. Its scales were gorgeous and eerie, giving it a dreamlike quality that seemed unreal.

Despite the boy's indifferent expression, the few tufts of white fur at the tip of his tail swayed slowly, creating a subtle sense of incongruity that made Sang Ying unable to look away.

Xie Lingyu noticed the girl's furtive movements and the occasional glances she gave him early on.

He was probably fiddling with something again, but he didn't pay attention. Knowing she wouldn't come over, he immersed himself in the ice water, and his restless blood calmed down a little.

Unlike his previous hot flashes, his dragon horns and tail sprouted out uncontrollably. He closed his eyes and tried his best to suppress them.

When he came to his senses, he found the girl standing in the corner of the screen, her gaze fixed on... his tail.

Several years ago, when she secretly went down the mountain to pick up cold noodles, she encountered a weak but evil demon. By the time she found her, the demon had already been blasted to ashes by her Five Thunder Talisman.

But she seemed to have been frightened by something. For the first time, she disregarded her image and hid behind him, crying and disgusted, saying, "The monster's tail is so disgusting."

Since then, he has been careful not to reveal his true colors in front of her.

Demon cultivators are naturally skilled at cultivating and fighting in their original form, and even in the midst of a fierce battle, they only use a sword.

Noticing her gaze, Xie Lingyu instinctively tried to hide the dragon tail, but saw that there was no disgust or fear in the girl's eyes, but rather... curiosity?

She stared intently at the tip of his tail that was resting on the bathtub, blinking her clear, bright eyes as if she had discovered something new and interesting.

After a few moments of thought, he raised his hand and pulled back the screen.

As expected, the girl was startled and showed a guilty expression, but her attention quickly returned to his tail.

He tried wiggling the tip of her tail, and unexpectedly saw her eyes follow the tail tip, and her eyes became brighter.

"Junior sister?"

Sang Ying heard his voice again, and this time she suddenly realized what was happening. She looked away from the dragon's tail and felt a little embarrassed when she realized that she had been staring at his tail.

"I'm just... a little thirsty, so I'll get myself a cup of tea." She pointed to the cup in her hand.

The boy's gaze shifted from her hand to her face, and he asked in a calm tone, "Then why are you staring at me, junior sister?"

Sang Ying thought, since it's just an illusion and not the real me, she shook off the awkwardness and became more assertive, "I've never seen it before, can't I take a look?"

With a splash, the boy in front of me stood up.

Her crimson undergarment was completely soaked and clung to her body. The thin, sheer fabric was loose, revealing her pale collarbone and chest, with water droplets dripping down her body.

Further down, her firm waist and abdomen clung to the fabric, and her dragon tail hung languidly behind her, its scales glistening with water droplets.

Sang Ying was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned around, her ears burning.

"Xie Lingyu! Why did you suddenly stand up!"

The boy behind him spoke in a soft voice.

"Junior sister, didn't you want to see?"

Sang Ying was both embarrassed and annoyed. Xie Lingyu in this illusion was far too generous, allowing her to kiss and see him.

"I was talking about the tail! It's just a dragon's tail, who wants to see you taking a bath!"

Behind her, there was a soft pattering sound of water. Sang Ying could hear that he seemed to have come out. A cool, damp feeling washed over her, and a few drops of water splashed onto her wrist. They were icy cold, and she shivered from the shock.

...Do all demons bathe in ice water?

Aren't you cold?

In the summer, she can only take hot showers, and in the winter, she dares not touch cold water. If she gets cold, she is prone to catching a cold, which can last for several days, requiring her to take a lot of medicine.

Her mind was a jumble of thoughts when the person behind her had already dried her clothes and hair with a magic spell, walked up to her, and grabbed her wrist.

Seeing that she was being led around, Sang Ying wondered where they were going, but after only a few steps she was pressed down in front of the dressing table.

Her reflection appeared in the mirror. On her wedding day, she was immersed in grief and had no heart for anything else.

She was in a very bad mood that day, so the matchmaker put on heavy makeup to cover it up, styled her hair into a bun, and put a crown on her head.

The boy stood behind her, raised his hand to remove the crown and placed it aside, then removed the hairpins one by one, let his hair down, and immediately felt relaxed.

Then he brought over a basin of hot water and took out a box of white ointment to apply to her face.

"Lower your head."

Sang Ying lowered her head in response, her slender fingers twisting the handkerchief to slowly wash her face until it was completely clean. Then she changed the water in the basin and washed it again.

Sang Ying looked at her clean face in the mirror and blinked. Three years ago, she cried herself to sleep that night, and when she woke up the next day, she had been cleaned up and Jingxi called her to have breakfast.

Jingxi helped her back then, but she never expected that Xie Lingyu would be the one to help her with this kind of thing in the illusion.

The mirror reflected the boy's image behind her. After that kiss, Sang Ying hadn't dared to look at him closely, but now she dared to look at him in the mirror.

Then I noticed something peculiar.

...Aren't his lips a little too red?

There seemed to be something moist on her lips. Thinking of this, Sang Ying suddenly realized that it was... her lip rouge.

Should we remind him?

Sang Ying shook her head inwardly, resolutely rejecting the idea. Anyway, it had nothing to do with her; he was the one who took advantage of her!

Sang Ying sat up straight, her gaze involuntarily falling on the boy in the mirror.

He didn't retract the dragon's tail; it just hung down behind him, with a few tufts of white hair at the end of the golden ring swaying gently in the air.

It looks so cute, I wonder what it feels like to touch...

The boy behind her suddenly bent down slightly, getting close to her neck. His dark eyes were deep and his low, cold voice fell unexpectedly into her ear.

"Junior sister, would you like to touch it? My tail."

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Tail (×) Cat toy (√)