Chapter 57: "Baby".

The light emanating from the pearl was hazy and indistinct, filtering through the gauze curtains.

The touch on her lips was soft and cool, with a sweet floral scent. Xie Lingyu had kissed her before, and immediately understood what it was.

...Unexpectedly, she completely changed her personality after getting drunk, becoming so open and generous.

Seeing that he didn't move, the girl even started urging him, pushing his shoulder, "Xie Lingyu, don't just stand there, kiss me quickly."

Xie Lingyu chuckled and agreed. He then held her waist and slowly kissed her, taking her mouth in his mouth and lingering with gentle kisses.

When you can't see something, your perception becomes clearer.

He heard the girl let out a muffled groan, a soft whimper like a kitten, and felt her slender, cool hand grasp his shoulder, her fingers clenching slightly.

And her breath, her heartbeat—these things that didn't belong to him were incredibly close to him at this moment, within his reach, within his grasp.

He could clearly feel the location of her heart, so he held her in his arms, close to her without any barriers, and listened to the thumping of her heart.

She let him kiss her, giving him the illusion that she belonged only to him.

From the very first time they met, he wanted to have her.

From that moment on, every second we spent together, this thought deepened, grew thicker, and became increasingly dark.

He wanted her, he wanted her bright eyes to look only at him, and he wanted her to belong to him forever.

He was always watching her, keeping track of her every move, observing who she was in contact with, who she met that day, and who she spoke to.

He pretended to be the kind of person she liked, using his looks to half-deceive and half-coax her into getting close to him, but he never dared to ask her if she liked him or not.

Because he already knew that answer, and it haunted him like a nightmare, forever tormenting him.

She didn't like him; she only regarded him as her senior brother. She did these things with him only because she was naive and easily swayed by his words, and was deceived by him.

The knuckles tightened involuntarily, the kiss was a bit too forceful, almost like biting.

The girl tightened her grip, her nails digging into his shoulder, her voice muffled, "Kiss me gently."

Xie Lingyu came to her senses, softened her kissing motion, gave a gentle, soothing kiss, and then stepped back slightly.

He raised his head, intending to kiss her lips, but she pressed his head down with both hands and said in a disgruntled voice, "Why are you being lazy? You only kissed a little tail."

Isn't this favoritism?

How does Xie Lingyu handle things?

Xie Lingyu chuckled slightly, her warm fingertips covering another neglected tail, gently rubbing it. The soft white rabbit tail under her palm was exceptionally cute and obedient, with the tip peeking out from between her fingers, a beautiful red tinge at the tip.

His warm breath fell on the rabbit's tail, and he leaned in to kiss the tip. "Junior sister, are you satisfied now?"

"Barely," Sang Ying snorted softly.

As she lowered her head, the dragon horns accidentally poked her face. They were as smooth and lustrous as jade. Sang Ying reached out and touched the pair of beautiful dragon horns; they were smooth and cool to the touch.

It didn't look real; it was like a glass artifact. She was a little surprised. She ran her fingertips down from the tip of the dragon's horn and then pinched the horn near its forehead.

The next second, she hissed in pain, "Xie Lingyu, why did you bite me again?"

Xie Lingyu stepped back, grabbed her wrist and pulled it away from the dragon horn on her forehead. His breathing was a little unsteady, and his Adam's apple bobbed.

"...Does it hurt a lot?"

Sang Ying looked down and saw a clear tooth mark. She said with dissatisfaction, "What do you think? I'll bite you and you'll know if it hurts or not."

As she spoke, she grabbed his hand and tried to bite it, but the young man took the opportunity to cup her face, pull her closer, and kiss her lips.

"There will be plenty of opportunities for my junior sister to bite me later."

Sang Ying wouldn't kiss when she was sober, so how could she possibly kiss him now that she was drunk? However, compared to her shyness and avoidance when she was sober, she was more curious now, blinking her wet eyes as she watched him kiss her.

Finally, Xie Lingyu couldn't stand her intense gaze any longer, so she reached out and covered her eyes, coaxing her in a muffled voice, "Baby, close your eyes."

The long eyelashes under his palm trembled suddenly. The girl abruptly pushed him away. Caught off guard, he leaned back against the headboard, thinking she was angry. Just as he was about to coax her, he heard her say, "Call me again."

Xie Lingyu paused slightly, "Baby?"

Although she couldn't see it, her spiritual senses could tell that she seemed very happy, and even her breathing had become lighter.

If she had a tail, it would be wagging right now.

She reached out and poked his arm. "Say it again."

...I had only used this term to coax her because I noticed she was a little emotional about it and would feel even more embarrassed when she heard it. I didn't expect she would actually like to be called that.

Xie Lingyu pulled her back into her arms and pecked her lips. "Baby, didn't you want to kiss me?"

Sang Ying then remembered the important matter, her little face turned serious, she sat up with her hands on his shoulders, slowly moved closer to him, and kissed him a few times with her little mouth, but she didn't know how, and the kisses were just light and fleeting.

She blinked, confused. "Why... won't it work?"

Xie Lingyu chuckled softly, the dragon's tail wrapped around her waist, and the surrounding water elemental energy was mobilized, causing water lilies to bloom in the air, their petals swaying.

"Because my junior sister isn't ready yet."

He gently placed his fingertips on a water lily, caressing the petals with just the right amount of pressure. The surrounding fire elemental energy was attracted and attached to the water lily. The fire-attribute energy dyed the water lily, turning the petals red.

The rich fire elemental energy was drawn into the body, making it feel warm and comfortable, but the total amount of energy that the dantian could withstand was not much.

His cultivation technique of drawing qi into his body became more and more proficient. Before long, Sang Ying could no longer bear the cultivation. She tightly gripped his arm, her eyes were wet, and the corners of her eyes were red.

It wasn't until she bit his shoulder, her voice whimpering, that Xie Lingyu finally stopped cultivating.

The water elemental energy temporarily ceased. He released the floating water lily, took out a handkerchief to wipe the dew from his fingers, and said, "Now it's ready."

It took Sang Ying a while to recover. After cultivating, she felt lazy and a little tired all over.

She wanted to say she wanted to sleep, but then she thought that she had already promised him, so she decided to persevere a little longer.

But she was lazy and drunk, so she was destined to be slow and inefficient in doing things.

She raised her hand, put it on his shoulder, stood up a little, and swayed as she kissed him, a kiss that was even less than a fleeting peck on the lips, quickly passing by after brushing against them.

Xie Lingyu could tell from her expression that her lazy cat-like nature had resurfaced, and sighed helplessly.

Sure enough, waiting for her to take the initiative is as difficult as climbing to heaven.

She just wouldn't let me kiss her. I bet she'll throw a tantrum, whine a few times, and then lie down to the side and go to sleep.

Xie Lingyu could only help her by pinching her waist and lifting her up so that her lips touched his, and then letting go.

“…Ugh.”

Sang Ying was still half asleep, but now she was truly awake.

If we exclude the unfinished cultivation session in the banquet hall of the Chamber of Commerce, the two of them have only cultivated once in total, and each of them only has one red mark on their golden rings.

Therefore, she was not very comfortable with cultivation, and it was always very painful and difficult for her when she first started cultivating.

She had been pampered since childhood and was already spoiled. Now that she was drunk, she became even more spoiled. She immediately changed her mind and pushed him away, saying, "Ouch, it hurts. I won't kiss you anymore."

As the book said, this is the result if you don't practice regularly. You become rusty and find it difficult to practice, and you will be more resistant.

After this is over, she will cultivate every day and then she won't feel so bad.

Xie Lingyu grasped her two slender wrists and gently kissed the corner of her lips, "Baby, it'll be over in a bit."

She kept calling him that sweetly and affectionately, and that really won him over. He stayed obediently in her arms and kissed her for a long time.

He reached out and took one of her hands, holding it.

My fingertips touched it as if a butterfly had landed on it, I gently grasped it, and then let go.

After sensing that she was no longer tense, Xie Lingyu slowly kissed her lips.

He held her lower back with one arm, and a fluttering butterfly landed on the back of his hand.

Warm finger bones slipped between her fingers, tightening their grip little by little until there was no gap left.

Their fingers were intertwined. Completely engulfed.

Sang Ying was still half asleep when she looked down and saw the two of them holding hands tightly.

His hands were large, while hers were small. When they were pressed together, it created a strange and somewhat unbelievable feeling.

They really got together.

From being a little follower she picked up to becoming her senior brother, and then her husband, they were destined to be inseparable.

She murmured softly, "Xie Lingyu, Xie Lingyu..."

Xie Lingyu gently pecked her cheek. "What's wrong?"

She reached out and grabbed his wrist, her slender fingers holding it, and then placed his palm over her slightly protruding belly.

She looked up at him, her eyes clear and bright with surprise: "Xie Lingyu, look, they've all eaten them."

Xie Lingyu couldn't see her face, but she could feel her gaze.

He paused, his dark eyes surging with emotion, and he couldn't resist pinching her cheek and kissing her, while fiercely kissing her while holding her waist.

Sang Ying's eyes suddenly filled with mist, her thick eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings, and soon tears welled up in them.

"Waaah..."

Two completely different elemental spiritual energies were drawn together by each other, yet they were also antagonistic, like fire and water. The abundant fire elemental spiritual energy was drawn in by the water elemental spiritual energy.

After a while, she was finally released a little when she cried and called for him. She collapsed weakly into his arms, still trembling.

She cried again. What a crybaby.

The young man gently kissed away the tears at the corner of her eyes, lightly massaged her dantian to relieve the discomfort from her cultivation, and said in a low voice, "Will you dare to talk nonsense again next time?"

Sang Ying sniffed. "Where did I lie? I was telling the truth. I just ate them all."

The dragon's tail wrapped around her waist, its jade-green scales cool and smooth. Xie Lingyu guided her hand to the dragon's tail. "Junior Sister, are you sure?"

Sang Ying was dazed. Her fingertips touched a broken piece of the dragon's tail. Her drunken, hazy mind realized what he was saying, "How come there's still one..."

She pouted, took a deep breath, and sucked in her stomach. "Okay, then I'll eat a little more."

Xie Lingyu almost lost control again because of her, so she quickly restrained the little girl, pulled her into her arms, and kissed her fair face. "Don't eat now."

Xie Lingyu didn't plan to let her finish eating for the time being. Even though she had already reached the Foundation Establishment stage, her body was still very weak, and she was delicate and afraid of pain. As for the second dragon tail, they would talk about it later when she had adapted to cultivation.

"Oh. What is this?"

Sang Ying responded and suddenly raised her finger, which was covered with a layer of lotus dew.

Xie Lingyu smelled the sweet floral scent, her Adam's apple bobbed, and she paused. "This is yours."

Sang Ying seemed to understand but not quite, and then said "Oh," looking very well-behaved.

Xie Lingyu thought she was going to keep asking questions, but the next second, she suddenly stretched out her hand, which was covered in lotus dew, in front of him.

"Xie Lingyu, do you want some?" she tilted her head and asked.

"..."

Xie Lingyu's hand, which was supporting her waist, suddenly tightened.

The girl hissed softly in pain and said somewhat helplessly, "I think you swallowed. Didn't you want to eat it?"

Xie Lingyu lowered her eyelids, slowly exhaled, loosened her knuckles, and softened her cold voice: "Hmm, I want to eat."

Sang Ying breathed a sigh of relief, brought her hand to his lips, and touched his lips. "Eat up, there's more if you're not full. I just touched a lot."

Xie Lingyu's forehead twitched, but she tried her best to suppress it and took a deep breath.

She's completely different when she's drunk; she's so...unrestrained.

He lowered his eyes, took her hand, and gently licked the sweet lotus dew off her fingers.

After a short break, the training resumed.

Sang Ying leaned softly against his chest, completely forgetting her initial boastful talk about actively cultivating. She only knew how to hum and whine, reaping the benefits of his labor and being served as a servant to absorb a considerable amount of elemental spiritual power.

Neither of them noticed that another power, which was not fire elemental power, also merged into their bodies.

After an unknown amount of time, Sang Ying could no longer absorb any spiritual energy. The effects of the alcohol were kicking in, and she was so sleepy that she could barely keep her eyes open, feeling completely drowsy.

"Xie Lingyu, I want to sleep..."

In her drunken haze, the young man whispered in her ear, "Baby, can I kiss you a little longer?"

It had been a long time since their last kiss. For the past two weeks, she had been incredibly busy every day, and when she came home, she was so tired that she would fall asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow, so she had no chance to get close to him.

He wanted to be busy with her during the day, but she was adamant that he should stay home to recover, so these days he could only hold her every night while she was sleeping.

Sang Ying was so charmed by his calling her "baby" that she lost her bearings and whimpered, "...okay."

Then, he practiced for another whole night.

...

The next day, Sang Ying woke up from her hangover, rubbed her aching head, and tried to sit up, but she suddenly felt too weak and fell back down.

She frowned. What happened last night? Why did this feeling of not being able to get up feel so familiar?

The gauze curtain was parted slightly, and the aroma of the hangover soup wafted out.

Sang Ying looked up and saw Xie Lingyu sitting by the couch, his chin pale and his profile well-defined.

The moment she saw his face, her head throbbed with pain, and memories of last night flooded back like a tidal wave. In just a few seconds, Sang Ying remembered everything.

"..."

What did she do?

She actually sat on his lap and even offered her tail to his mouth for a kiss? She even dipped it in lotus dew and fed it to him?

"Junior sister, drink..."

Xie Lingyu stirred the hangover soup with a spoon, let it cool slightly, and was about to hand it to her when she saw the girl suddenly take out a talisman and stick it on herself.

The next second, the girl disappeared.

Instead, a small red fox landed on the couch.

Under his gaze, it raised its little paws, scratched around a few times, and buried its head in the fluffy fox tail.