Synopsis: [Marriage First, Love Later / Mutual Secret Crush / Childhood Sweethearts] [Arrogant, abstract, sickly young lady × Aloof, outwardly innocent but inwardly twisted, crazy junior senior bro...
Chapter 65 Daily Life: Fox Ears
Winter has passed, but spring still carries a chill in the air.
Spring drowsiness and autumn fatigue have made Sang Ying increasingly lazy lately, always lingering on the couch to sleep in and unwilling to get up.
Not only was she lazy, but she also dragged Xie Lingyu along, snuggling in his warm embrace.
Compared to a few months ago, she has recovered most of her health. She is being carefully cared for every day, with good food and drink, and her face has become rounder. Her skin is fair with a rosy glow, and her complexion is much better. She no longer looks sickly as before.
The doctor said that after recovery, his body would be no different from that of an ordinary person.
However, the result of sleeping too much during the day is that I am full of energy at night and can't fall asleep for a long time even after closing my eyes.
After turning over once more, the young man finally moved, his dragon tail encircling her waist, pulling her into his arms, his voice a little hoarse, "Don't move, sleep well."
Sang Ying poked her head out of his arms, her eyes clear and bright. "I can't sleep... Xie Lingyu, let's find something else to do?"
The young man suddenly opened his eyes, his dark eyes looking down at her. After a few seconds, the dragon tail slowly slipped into his clothes, and he asked unhurriedly, "What does Junior Sister want to do?"
The dragon's tail was grabbed and pulled out. The girl jumped off the bed excitedly, grabbed his tail, ran to the desk, sat down, and began to grind cinnabar.
"I got a new type of cinnabar yesterday, it's different from the ones I've had before, I'll give it a try!"
Xie Lingyu: "..."
Resigned to his fate, he leaned against her, letting the dragon's tail act as a brush for her to draw talismans.
Xie Lingyu looked down at her fair and pinkish profile under the light. When she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, fine downy hairs fell out, revealing her fair neck. Her skin was so tender and soft that it seemed as if a light bite would leave a luscious bite mark.
The girl suddenly frowned, shrugged her shoulders, and gestured to the back of his neck:
"Hey, Xie Lingyu, it seems to have loosened and is slipping down a bit. I can't let go. Can you help me tie it?"
Understanding what she was talking about, Xie Lingyu's eyes darkened, and his Adam's apple bobbed. After a few seconds, he raised his hand and pulled out the small ribbon at the back of her neck, clearly showing that his finger bones had tied a knot around the red rope.
Once you've tasted it, it takes immense willpower to endure it any longer.
But she was completely oblivious to his presence, taking him for granted. She would snuggle in his arms while sleeping and let him help her tie her clothes without any defenses.
He gently stroked the back of her neck with his fingertips, which tickled her a little. Sang Ying suddenly shrank her neck, dodging his hand, and put on a stern face. "Don't tickle me, you've drawn it crookedly."
The person behind her indeed calmed down. Just as Sang Ying was about to continue drawing talismans, her body suddenly felt light as she was pulled into his arms and sat on his lap.
The young man embraced her, his chin resting on the crook of her neck, his warm breath tickling her ears. "Spring is still chilly, junior sister, you're only wearing thin clothes, you'll catch a cold."
The young man's arms were warm and cozy, and Sang Ying's ear tips turned slightly red. He was being far too clingy, wanting to be held every day, all sticky and affectionate.
...Although she doesn't dislike it.
They're husband and wife now. Every time Sang Ying thinks of this, she feels a strange sense of unreality, as if it's not quite real.
Xie Lingyu was clearly right beside her, holding her like this, his warmth radiating through her, making her feel comforted and at ease. But why did she always feel a little empty?
As Sang Ying thought about it, she subconsciously leaned back, wanting to get closer, but the next second she suddenly heard the young man groan, and his dragon tail tensed up.
Sang Ying realized she had sat on the dragon's tail, then quickly moved away, her ears turning red. "...Are you alright?"
The young man lowered his head and bit her neck, his grip neither too tight nor too loose. "What do you think, junior sister?"
Sang Ying tugged at the golden ring on the dragon's tail and whispered, "I didn't do it on purpose. If it really hurts, I'll rub it for you."
"..."
Xie Lingyu remained silent for a few moments, then bit down hard on the soft flesh at the back of the neck, grinding her teeth together.
"Junior sister, are you fully recovered before you say such things?"
She really doesn't know how to speak tactfully. She knows she's not fully recovered yet, so she doesn't expect him to do anything, and she's just keeping him hanging on like this.
Sang Ying understood what he meant. She twirled the dragon tail gold ring with her fingers, her gaze sweeping over the two red lines on the ring, her ears burning slightly.
It had been almost half a year since his last cultivation session. During the six months he had been recuperating, he had been unusually well-behaved. In the past, he would always try to touch her and coax her with kisses, but now he wouldn't even look at her much when she changed her clothes.
Dragons have their hot flashes; he must have had a very tough time enduring them these past six months...
He must be the most pitiful dragon in the dragon race, having a wife but unable to kiss her, only able to watch.
Sang Ying made up her mind, put down the dragon tail in her hand, stood up from his arms, and coughed lightly, "I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep."
Without waiting for his reaction, she dashed back to the inner room, parted the light gauze curtains, and slipped inside.
Xie Lingyu watched the person run away, sighed softly, got up and walked behind the screen, filled the pool with ice water, and planned to take a cold bath to calm down.
Unexpectedly, the person on the bed suddenly spoke: "Xie Lingyu, where are you?"
Xie Lingyu loosened her outer robe and said in a calm tone, "The bed is still warm. Junior sister, go to sleep first. I'll come after I take a bath."
The girl seemed to pause for a moment, then her tone became somewhat deflated as she muttered softly, "...Okay, then hurry up."
Just thinking about the expression on her face when she said those words made Xie Lingyu's rosy lips pout, her clear eyes half-closed, and her anger flared up even more, adding another layer of icy coldness to the pool.
During their six-month recovery period, the two rarely kissed, and even when they did, it was just a light kiss on the corner of their lips.
Mainly, he was afraid of losing control and hurting her. The night she said she liked him a little, he couldn't help but kiss her all night long, kissing her more and more fiercely. She couldn't breathe and coughed for a long time, clutching her chest with her face pale. He felt sorry for her.
After soaking for a long time, as the moon rose high in the sky, I finally calmed down.
Xie Lingyu stepped out of the bath, using her spiritual energy to dry the moisture from her clothes and dispel the chill before heading into the inner room.
Thinking she must be asleep, he tiptoed to the bedside, lifted the red gauze bed curtains with his knuckles, and saw the scene before him, but suddenly stopped.
A fluffy white fox tail fell behind the girl, soft and fluffy, wrapping around her slender white calves.
The girl sat on the brocade quilt in the center of the tatami mat, hugging her favorite pillow, her face resting on it as she dozed off. A pair of pointed pink and white fox ears stood up on her head, and as if sensing the wind, one of them suddenly twitched.
The light brought her to her senses, and she opened her eyes slightly. She lifted her eyelids, looked at him with hazy eyes, and rubbed her eyes with her fingers. "You're finally done washing up."
Recalling her awkward behavior at the desk and her urging him to sleep after returning to the room, Xie Lingyu had a suspicion.
But as he stared at her small face, he paused, then asked softly, "Junior Sister, what's this...?"
The girl in front of him seemed to have finally come to her senses. Her pink and white fox ears trembled slightly. She turned her face away and said in a barely audible voice, "Didn't you want... this?"
After saying that, he suddenly realized, "You forgot?"
Sang Ying blushed, feeling somewhat embarrassed and annoyed. It was clearly he who had coaxed her into giving him fox ears last time, and now he had completely forgotten!
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She was still waiting for him here. Sang Ying didn't want to talk to him anymore. She pulled back the quilt and crawled inside, angrily wrapping herself up like a little fox ball.
The bed beside her sank slightly as the young man came up to her, pulled her into his arms, and coaxed her, "I haven't forgotten, but I wasn't sure what you meant, Junior Sister. After all, you always hide when you cultivate."
Sang Ying was still stubborn after all, and snorted: "I'll only do it this once because you've been holding back for so long."
She crawled out from under the covers, raised her hand to touch the soft fox ears on her head, and muttered, "But I didn't see how much you liked it, you didn't react at all."
She had expected to see a look of amazement on his face, but this was far too calm. She felt no sense of accomplishment whatsoever.
"Who said there isn't?"
Sang Ying glanced at him, but it seemed as if he had seen through her thoughts. She chuckled softly, and the jade dragon tail tightened around her waist. His slender fingers gripped her delicate white wrist and pulled her over, his palm covering the dragon tail.
Sang Ying's pinkish-white fox ears suddenly twitched.
He lowered his head and bit the tip of her fox ear, whispering, "After soaking in ice water for half an hour, this is how I saw you, my junior sister."
!!
Sang Ying's ears burned, and she muttered under her breath, "Pervert!"
The young man pulled her fox tail over; it was fluffy and soft, so soft that his hand would sink in when he pressed it. He rubbed it, and the soft fur filled the spaces between his fingers.
The jade dragon tail found its way over and wrapped around the fox tail. The two tails intertwined, and he gently rubbed one of the fox ears with his warm finger bones. His fingertips probed into the ear canal, brushing against the fine downy hair, which made Sang Ying tremble suddenly.
He gently kissed her fox ears, tracing the earlobe with sticky, affectionate kisses. "Baby, you're so cute. I love you."
I was praised.
Sang Ying twitched her fox ears, feeling happy as she listened to his words. But then she felt pathetic, easily swayed by his words.
His kisses landed on my forehead, the tip of my nose, the side of my face, and then the corner of my lips.
It gave me two light pecks.
Sang Ying thought he was going to continue kissing her like he always did, kissing her so hard she couldn't breathe, but he stopped.
I pulled her down to lie in my arms, tucked her in, kissed the top of her head, and coaxed, "Baby, go to sleep."
Sang Ying: ?
She was a little confused. Didn't he say he liked her? The dragon tail was still clinging to her fox tail, and she had touched him. She clearly wanted to kiss him, so why was she sleeping?
As if sensing her confusion, the young man gently touched her fox ears. "Your body isn't fully recovered yet. Too much training will hurt you."
It turns out they were still concerned about her health.
Sang Ying was a little unconvinced. In fact, she felt that her body was much better and she had more energy than before. She could easily cultivate all night like before. Xie Lingyu was really paranoid.
"I look down on everyone. I'm not the same person I used to be."
Sang Ying turned over and took the lead, her fox tail swaying arrogantly behind her. She snorted heavily, poked his shoulder, and pointed at him, saying, "Xie Lingyu, who knows, you might be the one who can't keep up first."
Xie Lingyu chuckled softly, raised his eyes to look at her, his dark eyes deep: "What if Junior Sister begs for mercy first?"
Sang Ying recalled that she had been the first to lose in the previous two cultivation sessions, crying and begging him to stop. Her confidence immediately wavered again. "So what if you beg for mercy? I didn't agree to bet with you."
"Xie Lingyu, are you going to kiss me or not? If not, then I'll... um."
The young man pressed down on the back of her head, swallowing her voice between his teeth.
Sang Ying held his shoulders, lowered her eyelids, and accepted his kiss. He was very gentle, caressing and sucking her lips little by little, then parted his lips and explored inside, hooking her little tongue in a passionate kiss.
She was easily swayed by kisses again.
Even though she knew he was a wicked dragon at heart, and that he was only doing these things to make her feel relaxed so he could plunder her more easily, she still couldn't help but fall into the gentle trap he had woven.
During cultivation, water-elemental spiritual energy is mobilized, attracting abundant fire-elemental spiritual energy, which intertwines with the water lily.
Water lilies floated in the air, fine rain fell, and a green dragon swam among the water lilies, its tail swaying as it touched each one.
His consciousness and awareness were completely consumed by the cool, sandalwood scent emanating from him.
He kissed her lips, his tongue tracing the area around them, gently sucking on her lip tips, then slipping into her mouth to savor the sweet lotus nectar.
The taste of lotus dew spread across his tongue as he kissed it little by little. Suddenly, his teeth accidentally bumped against her soft lips, and Sang Ying gripped his arm tightly, her nails digging in unconsciously.
"Waaah!"
Sang Ying's eyelashes trembled incessantly, her eyes filled with a moist mist.
Still groggy and not quite recovered, she saw him fold the quilt and add a few pillows, then he lifted her up and laid her face down on the pillows.
He brushed aside her drooping fox tail, leaned in from behind, kissed her pink and white fox ears, and whispered:
"Baby, why don't you try this cultivation method?"