Chapter 11 Let me try it on you first. You don’t want others to know, right?
Chu Jinhe didn't have the slightest aversion to such strange words, as if he had already gotten used to it, and nodded happily in agreement.
"I want to be my senior sister's puppy for the rest of my life."
At this moment, the system in Jiang Zhaoyue's mind was basically 70% dead.
It tried to tell itself that even if it was the host of the Pure Love System, it wouldn't matter if it had a puppy. Even if the puppy was a human, it wouldn't matter. Even if it became a part of PIAY, it wouldn't matter. It's okay, it's okay. Just endure it and it will pass soon...
The system endured and endured, but finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Ahhhh, we are a pure love system, don't do this weird play and pollute me! I'm not clean anymore!"
Its screams came one after another, almost comparable to the sounds made when Jiang Zhaoyue teased Fu Lanting that day.
You can see the inner collapse.
However, its host is Jiang Zhaoyue.
Jiang Zhaoyue just smiled slowly and comforted it very gently: "If you want, you can be my dog. I won't refuse you."
“…”
The system paused for a moment, crying like a boiling kettle.
Jiang Zhaoyue didn't have the time to comfort it, so he persuaded the sticky Chu puppy to go back and then went into seclusion for two days.
After coming out of seclusion, she brought a pot of wine to the Qianlongyuan area where the second-generation disciples lived, under the pretext of visiting her senior brother.
The person being visited was naturally Senior Brother Luo Huaiyinluo, with whom he had parted on bad terms last time.
Luo Huaiyin had just come out of seclusion. Although he didn't treat her coldly when they met again, he didn't seem to be very friendly either. It was obvious that he still had some resentment about what happened between her and Jiang Qiying before.
His yard was very spacious, with several tall snow cherries planted in it. The biggest feature of this tree is that it blooms all year round. The petals are slightly poisonous, and at this time, the petals are fluttering and scattered in the yard, looking very beautiful.
Just like Luo Huaiyin.
The surface always looks very good, but unfortunately it is only the surface.
Luo Huaiyin stood under the snow cherry tree with his arms folded across his chest, his hair dark and his clothes snow-white, with a smile on his face, but the smile was not gentle.
"Junior Sister Jiang, what wind brings you here?"
Ever since his last trip to the secret realm, he rarely maintained his gentle mask in front of Jiang Zhaoyue.
Jiang Zhaoyue didn't care. She didn't come here to quarrel today.
Without Luo Huaiyin's invitation, she sat down in the octagonal pavilion in the courtyard and placed the wine jug she brought on the white marble table.
She placed two mutton-fat jade cups, whiter than snow, next to the wine pot.
"I apologize for the incident in the secret realm last time. I hope you won't take offense."
She didn't look at Luo Huaiyin, but personally picked up the pot and poured two glasses of wine before continuing to speak.
"Senior Brother Jiang isn't from the Yunmiao Immortal Sect, so I can't let him go empty-handed. I haven't thanked him for telling me about the secret realm yet. So, I'm here today to buy him a drink as an apology, okay?"
Information about the secret realm is also a precious resource. Since she didn't finish exploring the secret realm last time, she can still go there next time. If Luo Huaiyin hadn't wanted to cheat her, this information would indeed be a big favor.
It’s a pity that Jiang Zhaoyue is not a grateful person.
She poured the wine, picked up the glass in front of her, and raised it to Luo Huaiyin who was still standing under the snow cherry tree.
"I brewed this wine myself. It wasn't easy to get. Brother, would you please give me a favor?"
Perhaps it was because it was rare for him to receive her kind words, Luo Huaiyin looked at her quietly for a while, sized her up a few times, and finally left from under the tree where petals were flying, walked to the octagonal pavilion, and sat down opposite her.
He didn't raise his glass, but kept his hands across his chest, a gesture of refusal.
The voice was a little more distant than before, but not as cold.
"You are the master's most beloved disciple. Who in the sect would dare to offend you? How could you ever apologize on your own initiative? Why do I not believe it?"
"Brother, you really wronged me. Is there anyone in the sect who doesn't know my personality?"
Seeing that he didn't drink, Jiang Zhaoyue didn't care and continued to speak softly. She held the wine glass, her green fingertips resting on the white jade wall. She took a sip with a very delicate movement and continued to talk to him:
"Or are you still angry with me? Brother, you are too petty."
Although she said this, there was no resentment in her tone, just a smile that made people soften their hearts unconsciously.
Luo Huaiyin naturally wouldn't let it go so easily, but the corners of his lips softened a little. He glanced at the orange-red wine in the glass and smelled a strange fragrance. It was indeed a good wine.
What makes people feel more relieved is Jiang Zhaoyue's initiative.
He felt much better to hear her apologize again and again. Even when he thought of that annoying guy Jiang Qiying, he felt much calmer.
But after a slight pause, he continued, "You come to me to seek peace, aren't you afraid that your Senior Brother Jiang will get angry if he finds out?"
When he said this, Jiang Zhaoyue sighed.
"Don't say anymore. After you left that day, Senior Brother Jiang told me that he was devoted to Taoism, didn't like me, and hoped not to see me again."
"Oh?" Luo Huai suddenly smiled with interest. "Then Junior Sister, isn't she just being ruthless? She really doesn't know what's good for her. She doesn't even realize what she is. The Qiling Immortal Sect is full of hypocritical people."
"well."
Jiang Zhaoyue sighed again and finished the wine in the glass: "But I still like him."
Luo Huaiyin's happy smile suddenly froze. He looked at her deeply, as if he was a little disappointed in her.
"You are extremely talented, gentle, and beautiful. People who like you can line up from here to Xizhou. What kind of spell did he cast on you? You are such a dull and boring man, Jiang Zhaoyue. Don't let me look down on you."
"Yeah?"
Jiang Zhaoyue looked up at him, put down the cup, folded her hands and supported her chin, her eyebrows and eyes showed a bit of girlish innocence, as if she was just asking casually: "Then, senior brother, do you like me too?"
“Ahem—”
Luo Huaiyin clearly didn't drink, but he still choked. He quickly picked up the glass in front of him and drank it all before saying, "Do you think it's possible?"
Perhaps he felt that this would only make things more obvious, so he added, "Of course, if Junior Sister is willing to become my Taoist partner, I would naturally welcome it."
After all, he had used this as his purpose before, but it had nothing to do with love between men and women.
Jiang Zhaoyue didn't dwell on this question. He just watched him drink the glass of wine with a smile on his face, and then asked him, "Brother, is the wine I brewed delicious?"
"It's okay."
Luo Huaiyin drank too fast just now and didn't notice what it tasted like, but it wasn't a big deal.
"That's such a shame. I put some good stuff in it, but you didn't even try it carefully. It's such a waste of my effort."
She still had a smile on her face and spoke in a gentle tone. Luo Huaiyin quickly sensed something different from the deepening curve of her lips.
He was stunned at first, then reacted.
First look at the wine glass.
Unfortunately, there was only a light orange-red layer left inside, and nothing unusual could be seen.
Luo Huaiyin's heartbeat suddenly quickened a little.
He pressed his chest, frowned, and asked, "Did you poison me? What did you put in the wine?"
"Nothing much, just some little things."
Jiang Zhaoyue stood up, walked in front of him, and reached out to touch his slightly red face.
"Brother, you are so naive. You believe everything I say. But you can understand me, right? I am young and my nature is innocent. I was not allowed to give Brother Jiang drugs before. I think about it, how can I use that kind of drug on Brother Jiang casually..."
As she spoke, she suddenly leaned close to Luo Huaiyin's face, and a bright and innocent smile like a child appeared on her face, without any malice in it.
But her voice had a strange evil quality to it.
"Let me try it on you first."
"you……"
The junior sister didn't know where she bought the medicine from on the black market, but the effect was very fast. In just a few words, Luo Huaiyin's whole face had turned red. Because of the force, the ambiguous light red color meandered down along the light blue veins of his neck and sank into the snow-white collar, which was very tempting.
His breathing became increasingly unstable.
Many poisons are useless to high-level cultivators, but the Lust-Love Potion is different because it is not a poison.
Soon, not only did Luo Huaiyin's skin turn a faint red, but even the corners of his eyes had a hint of red. However, his cultivation was not low, and he had not lost his mind. He just grabbed the corner of the table tightly, and his finger joints turned slightly white.
Jiang Zhaoyue left his side when his breathing began to quicken. She stood outside the octagonal pavilion, looking at him quietly with a smile on her face, as if she was watching a drama that had nothing to do with her.
"Jiang, Zhao, Yue."
Luo Huaiyin grabbed the corner of the table and squeezed out the words through gritted teeth.
It's not just because of the medicine, it's also because of the qi.
Every time he believed in Jiang Zhaoyue, Jiang Zhaoyue would bring him a 'big surprise'.
Last time, he was almost pushed into the strong wind and died, and this time, this filthy stuff was put into his wine.
The so-called surrender and apology is just to make him eat that thing when he is not paying attention.
"Aren't you afraid? I'll tell the Master."
Luo Huaiyin stared at her intently, wishing he could bite every word she said into pieces.
But Jiang Zhaoyue showed no fear this time, and still said with a smile:
"I'm so scared."
But as soon as she finished speaking, she continued, "Brother Luo, you don't want others to know that you were drugged, right?"
He is so unscrupulous, without any scruples at all.
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