Chapter 28 28 "Did I make you uncomfortable?"...
Su Xiaoyuan worked hard to prepare herself mentally.
She was just having the dream that any normal adult woman would have.
She is a healthy adult, and it is normal for her to have desires...
How could this be normal?! What's the difference between her and those perverted otakus?! Although I bought this puppet for practice, practicing is one thing, and treating it as a fantasy object is another.
Su Xiaoyuan worked on it for a long time. When the ground building she built was almost the same size as the castle she had carved out, she finally mustered up the courage to turn around and face the puppet.
She lifted the gauze curtain and suddenly stared into the eyes of the puppet standing beside the bed.
"Good... Good morning, Fu Tingyun, did you sleep last night?" She made small talk.
"I slept," the puppet said in his usual calm tone. "I didn't dream about the puppet sheep."
Su Xiaoyuan was stunned for a moment before she remembered that she had been joking with him about the android dreaming of electric sheep, but she hadn't expected him to take it to heart...
Don't take it to heart, puppets don't have hearts! She reminded herself immediately.
"I dreamed of something else." The puppet added quietly.
Su Xiaoyuan:!
She tried to remain calm and asked, "Really? What did you dream about?"
"You." The puppet looked at her.
No emotion could be seen in those inorganic black eyes, but Su Xiaoyuan inexplicably felt that those eyes could emit some kind of hot rays that were about to burn her face.
"I dreamed of me..." Su Xiaoyuan originally wanted to ask what she was doing in the dream, but when she thought of her own dream, she suddenly felt guilty.
"Did you dream last night?" he asked.
Su Xiaoyuan's blood began to rush to her face again: "I... don't remember."
Puppet: "Oh."
I don't know why, but this calm "oh" seems to have a deep meaning.
What Su Xiaoyuan least wants to discuss now is dreams.
But the puppet persisted: "Do you dream about me?"
"No!" Su Xiaoyuan subconsciously denied it, then realized she was being too obvious and changed her words, "Not really. It's not certain. People's dreams don't follow any pattern; they can dream about anything... and whatever you think about during the day, you dream about at night. I see you every day, and even though I haven't dreamed about you yet, I'll definitely dream about you..."
fraud.
She was so bad at lying that she didn't even dare to look up at him.
Fu Tingyun knew that she was thin-skinned and should let her go, but when he saw her, he couldn't help but feel a vague malice.
He savored her embarrassment as if it were some kind of delicacy: "What you think about during the day you dream about at night. Will you dream about Fu Shenxing?"
"I guess so."
"You saw Xiahou Che during the day today, and you dreamed about him at night?"
Su Xiaoyuan: “…”
Can you AIs stop being so inference-driven? She doesn't want to dream about Xiahou Che, help!
"Will it?" The puppet man tilted his head slightly, staring at her with his dark eyes without blinking, giving off a strong inhuman feeling.
The two gazes seemed to penetrate her body. Su Xiaoyuan thought of that absurd dream again. When she looked down, the boy raised his eyes. The look in his eyes was exactly the same as it was now, a little fierce, but not just fierce, like a dangerous beast ready to devour someone.
"Maybe, who knows..." Su Xiaoyuan touched the goose bumps on her arms, raised her hands to fan her face, and abruptly changed the subject, "Huh, the weather is getting hot, I sweated a lot after sleeping."
The puppet then withdrew his fixed gaze and asked, "Do you want to prepare water for bathing?"
Su Xiaoyuan was going out today and originally wanted to get a basin of water to wash and change clothes. Bathing was a big project in ancient times, and there were no convenient modern facilities available in the world of immortal cultivation.
But it became much easier with the help of puppets to fetch and boil water.
"Okay, thank you for your help, Fu Tingyun."
Fu Tingyun quickly and skillfully prepared water for her, and without her saying anything, he walked out and closed the door.
Su Xiaoyuan took off her sweaty clothes and stepped into the bathtub. The water temperature was just right.
She had always been curious about why the puppet could estimate the water temperature so accurately every time. No matter how much preparation she had to do in advance, the water temperature was always just right when she entered the water.
Is there any temperature estimator?
It is indeed something that only non-humans can do.
She felt more at ease and immersed as much of her body as possible in the water.
Fu Tingyun heard the sound of water outside the door and could almost imagine how the waves were swaying around her and how ripples were spreading.
The scenes in the dream remained in his mind for a long time.
All the strange things about her were finally explained - she did not belong to the Three Realms, but came from a world outside the Three Realms.
She was also a little different in the dream, unadorned, more natural, and more youthful.
He remembered the soft feeling of his hands when he held her in his dream.
There's also some "extra" but cute soft flesh on her arms that makes you want to pinch it.
In the dream, her skin was not flawless, as if it had been carefully polished.
There was a long-healed white scar on her knee, and she didn't know how it had been broken. There were several other imperfect marks like this, and he would remember everything he saw.
The face was not exactly the same, and the eyebrows were not neat as if they were carefully drawn. There were a few irregular tufts of hair on the forehead, and a thin layer of white fuzz could be seen on the cheeks, like new peaches hanging on a branch.
Even the facial features are subtly different. The outline of the lips is not as delicate as before, but more rounded and blunt, making her look delicate and innocent. The bridge of the nose is also slightly lower, and the tip of the nose is rounded and upturned, which makes her look a bit playful.
The biggest difference is the eyes. The shape is not as charming, the eyelashes are not as long, but the pupils are cleaner and rounder. When he looked up, it happened that those eyes looked at him shyly. His heart was confused for a moment, and his spiritual energy almost reversed.
That was the real her. Compared to her, the one here looked like a distorted picture of a beauty.
If you haven't seen the real person, the painting can be considered exquisite, but when you see the real person, the painting looks stiff and artificial and you can't help but look at it carefully.
When he just came out of the dream, he felt that something was wrong with him. His blood was hot, his qi was disordered, and his spiritual energy was rushing through his tendons and veins, as if trying to break through the shackles of his puppet body.
The body that had originally adapted to the situation was now too tight to be bearable.
Also churning is the desire in the dantian, and all kinds of evil spirits and monsters want to take the opportunity to cause trouble.
He first suppressed his desires, then circulated two small cycles to stabilize the chaotic spiritual energy in his tendons and veins, and finally he calmed down to think.
Where did she come from? What was her purpose?
She knew his name and bought his old puppet, which made strange and incomprehensible sounds from time to time. She had some unknown means to form a blood pact with him and wanted to take his essence... All these strange things might be related to her origins.
These questions are certainly important.
But more importantly, will she leave?
A "splash" sound and the sound of the girl coming out of the water in the room brought him back to his senses.
Fu Tingyun suddenly realized that his thoughts were going astray.
Whether she goes or stays is none of his business.
It was like this before, and it was even more so now that I knew she was from another world.
The affairs of the Three Realms are under his control, but the things outside the Three Realms are uncontrollable and unknown. He should be more cautious and stay away from her as soon as possible.
But when he saw her just now, he couldn't help teasing her and hinting at her.
It shouldn't be like this.
Fu Tingyun pinched his eyebrows.
I can't let myself sink any further.
I will just wait to ensure she safely passes the Wushan Festival, and then we will part ways.
During the remaining period of time, you can't get too close to her.
Fu Tingyun made up his mind.
At this moment, a young girl's voice came from the room, as if it was also soaked and softened by water: "Fu Tingyun, I'm done washing, can you help me blow dry my hair?"
Fu Tingyun frowned and replied in the coldest voice, "Yes."
…
While taking a shower, Su Xiaoyuan calmed down and finally figured it out.
She just dreams about what she thinks about during the day. Yesterday, the puppet licked the back of her hand to heal her wound. She must have felt pain in her legs when she was sleeping, coupled with the strange hot menstrual belt, which made her have such a strange dream. It doesn't mean that she is a pervert.
Dreams have no logic. I dreamed of Fu Tingyun last night, and I might dream of someone else tonight.
She still had to continue living under the same roof with the puppet and couldn't get stressed out the moment she saw him.
Su Xiaoyuan decided to desensitize herself.
She didn't wash her hair, but her hairpin accidentally slipped off while she was taking a shower, and her hair fell down and got wet. It would have dried after a while, but she asked Fu Tingyun to help her blow dry it, just to create an opportunity for close contact.
This is called desensitization.
The puppet walked in expressionlessly, first took the bathtub out, poured out the bath water, washed the basin, and cleaned up the water that she accidentally splashed on the ground. Then he brought a small round stool for her to sit on and blew her hair.
Fu Tingyun stood behind her. The girl's long hair was spread out behind her, with the ends hanging down to her waist. Water from the ends of her hair flowed down, soaking her thin clothes. A line of water stains outlined the depression and round bulge of her lower back.
Fu Tingyun swallowed unconsciously, looked away, lifted her hair from the back of her neck, blew it dry with spiritual power in batches, and then combed the ends of her hair.
"alright."
Su Xiaoyuan thanked him, raised her arms in front of the mirror, and prepared to tie her hair.
The sleeves hung down and piled up, revealing most of the arms.
Fu Tingyun's eyes quickly passed by: "If there is nothing else, I will leave."
"Wait," the girl turned around and called out to him, "We still have some time. Can you help me with a few exercises before you go out, Fu Tingyun?"
Fu Tingyun looked at her rosy cheeks, and her wet eyes seemed to overlap with the clear and round eyes in his dream.
"Okay," he said, his voice unconsciously tense, "how do we do this?"
Su Xiaoyuan stood up from the stool and gestured on tiptoe: "Fu Tingyun, you are too tall."
It sounded like a complaint, but Fu Tingyun could tell that she liked him being so tall.
The puppet cooperated and leaned towards her. Su Xiaoyuan suddenly felt a strong sense of oppression, and the suffocating feeling as if someone was strangling her neck came again.
"Why don't you just sit down..."
The puppet sat down as he was told.
Su Xiaoyuan took a few deep breaths and reviewed the movements and key points in her mind.
This set of movements requires the use of the cheeks, ears, and lips, and must be coordinated with the movements of the neck. Avoid stiffness and intermittence. The movements should be gentle and affectionate, and convey a sense of lingering affection.
She brushed her long hair behind her ears, revealing her left ear - when rubbing ears together, she needed to use her ears.
Fu Tingyun's gaze fell on her earlobe. In his dream, her hair was not that long, and her ears were rounder. The red color of her blood vessels shone through in the slanting sunlight, like the orange candies she made.
The girl's face gradually got closer. He could hear her strong heartbeat and feel her rapid breathing on his skin. He also held his breath unconsciously.
"Fu Tingyun...can you close your eyes? I feel a little embarrassed..."
"Okay." The puppet closed his eyes as he was told.
He felt the girl's skin close to him, and when it was about to touch, he pulled away.
"Fu Tingyun, you should turn around and sit with your back to me..."
The puppet seemed to have infinite patience and turned around obediently.
"Sorry, I'm about to start, this might be a little weird..."
She mumbled an explanation, resting her hands gently on his shoulders and leaning forward, almost pressing against his back.
Fu Tingyun felt her hot and moist breath on the back of his neck, then slowly moved behind his ear.
Her soft and delicate cheek gently rubbed against his neck and brushed against his ear, and then she stopped moving, as if she had forgotten what to do next.
After being stunned for a while, she seemed to realize something and slowly turned her head. What was gently touching his face turned into something even softer.
The girl's lips rubbed awkwardly on his cheek, then to his jaw, the side of his neck, and behind his ear. She lightly touched the back of his earlobe, then moved around to the front, opened a gap, and blew gently into his ear canal.
The moist breath penetrated his ears, and the tingling and trembling it brought spread throughout his body in an instant.
It’s too much, and too much.
Fu Tingyun suddenly grabbed the girl's wrist with his backhand.
Su Xiaoyuan let out a cry of pain.
Fu Tingyun came to her senses and let go of her hand, only to find that she had unknowingly used too much force and had pinched her wrist red.
Su Xiaoyuan rubbed her wrist, a little worried: "What's wrong with you, Fu Tingyun? Did I make you uncomfortable?"
"No," the puppet said, "it's already passed."
"Ah?" Su Xiaoyuan was surprised and delighted, she couldn't believe it. "What level is it?"
The grade given by the Yunyu Sect's formation is actually "Level 3 Ding", which is unqualified.
Fu Tingyun changed the spell: "Grade A, Level 3."
Su Xiaoyuan opened her eyes wide: "Really? You won't lie to me, right? Let me see..."
Fu Tingyun called out the formation.
Su Xiaoyuan took a look and saw a line of golden small characters showing that the highest score of "Ear-to-Ear Mobbing" was Grade A Level 3.
She was so excited that she wanted to spin around: "It turns out I do have some talent, Fu Tingyun!"
Although she is not good at flirting, she is a genius at whispering!
It would be great if I could get this project during the entrance exam.
"Thank you, Fu Tingyun," Su Xiaoyuan said sincerely, "It must be very hard for you to accompany me to do these exercises."
"It's okay." The puppet stood up, and his walking posture was inexplicably stiff.
Su Xiaoyuan didn't care. She looked at the homemade clock and saw that there was less than an hour left until the time she had agreed with Xiahou Che.
She quickly combed her hair, changed her clothes, and went out with Ruan Mianmian.
Meeting Xiahou Che outside the sect gate, Su Xiaoyuan apologized first: "I'm sorry, Brother Xiahou, I accidentally lost your earrings. I'm really sorry. Such a valuable item... Can you tell me where you ordered it? I can order another one, or just compensate you..."
Xia Hou Che was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and said, "It's just an earring, Junior Sister Xiao Yuan, don't take it to heart."
Su Xiaoyuan could see his loss.
No one would feel good if a gift they carefully prepared was lost the next day.
But she could do nothing except apologize and compensate.
"Junior Sister Xiaoyuan, there's no need to keep apologizing," Xiahou Che touched her head helplessly, "and don't worry that I'll be unhappy. I just feel a little regretful that I didn't see you wear it in person."
The more he didn't blame her, the more guilty Su Xiaoyuan felt. What she feared most was letting down other people's sincerity and kindness.
"Junior sister, if you really feel sorry, I will punish you by making you accompany me for a stroll from morning to night today, and you are not allowed to complain at all." Xiahou Che said half-jokingly.
Su Xiaoyuan nodded good-naturedly: "Okay, senior brother."
Xiahou Che couldn't help laughing and touched her head again.
The earring incident is over.
The three of them took a flying boat to the city, and Xiahou Che first took them to a custom clothing store in the city.
This shop is hidden in a deep courtyard and has no sign. Anyone passing by would think it is a private residence. When you walk in, you will see lush vegetation, flying pavilions and flowing water. In a large lotus pond, a pair of spiritual birds are leisurely playing in the water.
Haute couture studio, Su Xiaoyuan thought.
"This is the best shop in the sect," Xiahou Che said, "I also ordered clothes for my two junior sisters the other day. Don't blame me for taking the initiative."
Su Xiaoyuan secretly thanked herself for having a black cigarette in her pocket when she went out, so that she could just pay for it herself.
Even if it's haute couture, one million should be enough for two sets of clothes for her and Kaishan.
"By the way," Ruan Mianmian asked, "which deity did Senior Brother Xiahou dress up as at the parade?"
"You two junior sisters can guess." Xiahou Che blinked.
Ruan Mianmian: "Donghuang?"
"wrong."
Su Xiaoyuan: "Emperor Beichen?"
"wrong."
The two of them guessed for several rounds, and almost tried all the male gods they knew, but they still didn't guess it right.
"I told you that you would definitely not guess it." Xiahou Che said with a smile.
"Senior Brother Xiahou wins," Ruan Mianmian admitted defeat, "Tell us the answer."
"It's Immortal Lingyue."
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The author has something to say: -20: Start the cold treatment from today. Start by pouring cold bath water on your face and blow-drying your hair on your face.
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