Chapter 51 "Isn't this what you wanted to see?"...
Morax raised his eyebrows slightly, noticing Qiao Xi's unease, and calmly retracted the dragon's tail.
The faint golden light vanished suddenly, and Morax returned to his usual appearance, smiling at Qiao Xi.
Qiao Xi looked at the spot on the ground where the dragon's tail had once been, then looked at Morax.
Morax got out of bed, walked up to Qiao Xi, and looked down at her: "How did you follow her?"
Qiao Xi was very honest: "I climbed over walls and through windows."
Morax frowned, unable to suppress a laugh. He gently pinched Qiao Xi's cheek and said, "And then?"
Qiao Xi: "And then I found this place."
She hesitated for a moment: "You're not angry, are you?"
“It’s alright,” Morax said.
"Is it alright?" Qiao Xi repeated.
What does "getting angry is getting angry, not getting angry is not getting angry, it's okay" mean?
“Hmm,” Morax said, “somewhat unexpected.”
Qiao Xi forced a smile, then lowered her head.
Morax tilted his head slightly, sensing that the girl in front of him had been acting a little strange ever since he returned.
What exactly is strange about it?
After a moment's thought, Morax realized that the girl wasn't very close to him anymore.
He's left around the same time before, so why is this time different?
Morax thought for a moment and then gently pinched Qiao Xi's chin with his thumb and forefinger to lift her head.
The touch of her fingers on her skin made Qiao Xi feel a little itchy. She was forced to look at Morax, but Morax just stared at her without saying a word. As Qiao Xi looked at him, she felt her eyes getting itchy from his direct gaze, and she awkwardly turned her head away.
Morax frowned; clearly, she was throwing a tantrum at him.
Morax is not good at dealing with other people's emotional problems, or rather, he is not good at dealing with his own emotions.
For thousands of years, those around him have respected him, and there has never been any talk of him getting upset.
As for the restless demons and the like outside, they have always had feelings towards him, but dealing with their feelings is very simple; just drop the rock spear.
But how should you handle your lover's emotions?
For the first time, Morax found it somewhat tricky.
After thinking for a long time, he finally decided to first get Qiao Xi's head back.
Qiao Xi was once again forced to look Morax in the eye.
She frowned, pursed her lips, and her eyes were like those of a wet, dewy fawn.
Morax's probing gaze made Qiao Xi a little awkward. She paused for a moment and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Morax: "Thinking of you."
"Missing me?"
"Um."
Qiao Xi blinked: "What do I have to think about?"
Morax: "Thinking about how to make you happy."
"Huh?" Qiao Xi was slightly taken aback.
The study was filled with the faint scent of ink, mixed with Morax's body odor. Qiao Xi took a deep breath and said, "I just feel like we're not that close."
She regretted saying that as soon as she finished speaking.
No matter what, she was the one who suggested dating first, and she was the one who initiated the kiss. In the end, she was the one who said they weren't close, which makes it seem like she didn't cherish him after getting him, and that she was very irresponsible.
Qiao Xi looked at Morax tentatively, but Morax removed his hand from Qiao Xi's chin and began to seriously consider Qiao Xi's words.
He said, "You seem unfamiliar with me?"
"Hmm," Qiao Xi said, throwing caution to the wind, and blurted it all out, "Don't think I'm irresponsible, it's just that even though we're together, I always feel like there's something between us, a certain distance. I've never been in a relationship before, I don't know if this is normal or not. Sometimes I feel like we're not much different from before, but there are also many differences. And this time you were gone for a long time, giving me a lot of space to think on my own. And then I thought, maybe we should break up..."
“Qiao Xi,” Morax interrupted her in time, feeling that if he didn’t stop her, the girl would say something he didn’t like. He put his hand on the button at her collar and asked, “Is it through this?”
As he spoke, Morax casually unbuttoned a button, revealing a section of his neck hidden under his clothes, with his prominent Adam's apple faintly visible.
Morax's move was completely, utterly, and completely unexpected by Qiao Xi.
The "breakup" line she had just thought of was stuck in her throat, and her face instantly turned red. What was Morax going to do?
She quickly stopped her: "What...what are you going to do?"
Morax frowned: "Didn't you want to see me without clothes on?"
Morax didn't want to do this, but Qiao Xi had said she wanted to see it, and Qiao Xi was currently throwing a tantrum at him.
He didn't know how to handle the issues between him and his lover, but Qiao Xi's words made Morax mistakenly think that she felt there was a distance between them because he was dressed too conservatively, or perhaps they weren't familiar with each other? After all, she had mentioned wanting to see him.
Since I'll give it to her sooner or later anyway, it's not a bad idea to satisfy her request in advance.
Morax continued speaking to Qiao Xi, "You said you wanted to see it."
Qiao Xi stammered, "I...I was just joking! And how did you even think of that?!"
Morax gave an "oh" and slowly buttoned his shirt back up, hiding his Adam's apple once again.
Qiao Xi breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.
Morax looked at her calmly: "I just want you to be happy."
Qiao Xi paused after hearing this, and looked at him. Morax's pupils were like amber, almost golden, and when he looked at someone, they were calm and undisturbed, but the person being looked at remained unmoved.
Qiao Xi nodded, unable to finish her sentence.
She was all alone here, with no friends to offer advice or comfort to her, like a young deer tentatively stepping onto a wooden bridge.
She has to make all the decisions on her own; she can't distinguish between reason and emotion.
Morax calmly reached out and pulled her into his arms, whispering in her ear, "I'm sorry for making you feel like a stranger to me."
Qiao Xi didn't speak. She buried her face in Morax's clothes, smelling the pleasant scent, and softly hummed in agreement.
Morax chuckled softly in her ear: "Why aren't you saying anything?"
Qiao Xi changed the subject: "Morax, I just saw your tail again."
After saying that, she could clearly feel Morax pause slightly. Qiao Xi looked up and asked Morax, "In what state do you develop a tail?"
Morax frowned at her, seemingly unwilling to answer the question.
But with Qiao Xi watching him intently, he was helpless. He said, "I will allow it to happen when I am relaxed."
Qiao Xi frowned.
Morax: "What's wrong?"
Qiao Xi: "Is this the only possibility?"
Morax paused almost imperceptibly for a moment: "Hmm."
Qiao Xi: "You can control it yourself?"
"Um."
Qiao Xi: "Actually, before you left, when we were kissing, I saw your tail appear, but it was very faint, a transparent light. Were you relaxed then?"
Morax seemed to recall something and coughed awkwardly, "Hmm."
Qiao Xi: "Why would I relax? I didn't..."
Before she could finish speaking, Morax tapped her on the head, and Qiao Xi looked at him in confusion.
Morax frowned: "You have so many questions."
Qiao Xi couldn't help but laugh after being retorted so casually by him.
Morax glanced at her: "Want something to eat?"
Qiao Xi nodded: "Eat."
Morax: "Didn't you just eat?"
Qiao Xi: "Then why did you ask me?"
Morax laughed and said, "I don't have much to eat, but I imagine it's all your favorite food."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the door.
Qiao Xi realized what was happening and quickly followed Morax happily, saying from behind, "I also saw you practicing your calligraphy."
Morax paused slightly: "That one on the desk?"
Qiao Xi: "Hmm, your handwriting looks a lot like mine."
Morax smiled and ruffled her hair: "Yes, it looks a lot like your handwriting."
Qiao Xi: "What did you mean by those words you wrote?"
Her question had a hint of probing, but Morax's gaze darkened, and then he calmly said, "Just practicing calligraphy."
Qiao Xi said "Oh," and then asked, "Morax, how long will you be staying this time?"
Morax looked at her: "At least after you've settled into your current form."
*
After leaving Morax's residence, Qiao Xi used a hand seal to step on lotus leaves and leave the cave.
She carried her sword to a desolate grassland on Tianheng Mountain.
This place, which was full of yellowish-brown withered grass in winter, did not show much vitality in summer, with only a few dark green patches interspersed among the brown withered grass.
Farmers say that this plot of land, composed of grass and gravel, is not suitable for growing crops. If they want to plant crops here, they need to pull out the weeds, dig out the gravel piece by piece, and break up the clods of soil with a hoe.
The villagers near Tianheng Mountain have plenty of land to grow crops, so few people come to this place. Qiao Xi has been practicing her sword here frequently lately.
Through daily practice, she gradually found her footing in learning.
From every stroke on paper to every move in the world.
After finishing her practice, Qiao Xi bent down to wipe her sweat and sat on a rock to enjoy the breeze. The wind blew her stray hairs to one side. Ever since Morax tied her hair into a high ponytail last time, she had been wearing that hairstyle.
Footsteps sounded behind her. Qiao Xi turned around and saw Yi Xiao.
She called out, "Master."
Yi Xiao: "You're all sweaty and you're standing in the wind? Here, put your clothes on."
Yi Xiao picked up Qiao Xi's coat, which was lying to the side, and handed it to her.
Qiao Xi put it on, looked up at Yi Xiao and smiled, "It's summer already, it's very hot."
Yi Xiao: "Then you should be careful too."
Yi Xiao sat down beside her and asked, "Xiao Xi, what are you thinking about?"
Qiao Xi shook her head: "I was so tired after practicing swordsmanship that I didn't think about anything."
Yi Xiao smiled and said, "Xiao Xi has grown up too."
Hearing this, Qiao Xi couldn't help but turn around to look at Master Yi Xiao. The person Master Yi Xiao had transformed into was an old man with a face full of wrinkles.
She asked, "Master, why did you choose the image of an old man?"
“Appearance reflects the heart,” Yi Xiao laughed. “Perhaps I am just a kind and loving old master by nature.”
Qiao Xi rested her chin on her hand: "You weren't so kind when you said you were going to throw me down the mountain."
Yi Xiao tapped her on the head, stopping his jokes. He said, "Go back and rest. Tomorrow, Liu Yun and I will check on your cultivation progress."
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