Chapter 186 Accepting the Mission
Two snow-white fox ears lay disheveled and pitifully nestled among her dark hair.
Feng Huixue was practically asking for trouble; her eyes were red at the corners, her brows were slightly furrowed as if she was trying to hold back her tears, and her cheek was nestled in the crook of her neck.
The voice was muffled and barely audible.
"Wanwan..."
"Wanwan..."
Each sound was low, hoarse, and lingering.
The meaning is self-evident.
Jiang Xianwan's eyelashes trembled, her fingertips instinctively curled up, and she gently pressed them against his chest, trying to part her lips, "No."
Even though Jiang Xingxing wasn't around, she was still a little hesitant.
Based solely on her intuition, she was already clearly certain... a sense of danger made her instinctively want to run away, and a feeling of fear arose in her heart.
However, she clearly overestimated the fox's restraint when facing her.
Feng Huixue leaned in, taking advantage of the situation, and gently pressed her warm forehead against hers, their noses touching, their breaths audible.
His fox-like eyes were already shimmering with tears, and he whimpered softly, half aggrieved and half spoiled.
"Let's... keep our voices down."
Jiang Xianwan: "...!" That bastard!
Is he sure he can keep his voice down?
She knew perfectly well how fierce foxes could be.
Jiang Xianwan pursed her lips, "How about..."
tomorrow?
Before the word "tomorrow" could be uttered, a pair of warm lips suddenly pressed against his.
Jiang Xianwan: "...!"
Believe it or not, foxes learn everything quickly. From their initial awkward kisses that looked like dog bites, they eventually became quite adept at it.
It was so tender it made my heart tremble.
It has that natural, innate talent that a fox should have.
Jiang Xianwan's nightgown was disheveled, and her black hair was spread all over the pillow, but his fingers were held by hers and folded under the covers.
She watched Jiang Xingxing with bated breath, and her several attempts to refute him were all swallowed back by him.
It must be said that she was clearly no match for the exceptionally talented fox.
Especially with her defiant response just now, the fox's last bit of self-control completely collapsed.
He, a grown fox, had never experienced anything like this before; he usually just endured his mating season.
Her eyes were red-rimmed, glistening with moisture, like a pool of rippling spring water. Her breathing was slightly rapid, yet she had to suppress it and keep it slow.
All of them were patient and restrained.
And a few things that were hard to suppress.
Jiang Xianwan ran her fingertips through the damp hair at his temples and saw that he was frowning, humming and groaning, looking like he didn't know what to do.
I felt both sorry for her and amused.
But he could only grit his teeth and say, "No..."
"Son...is here."
At that moment, she really had the urge to run away and regret it immensely.
Feng Huixue took a deep breath, barely managing to regain what little rationality she had left, and wiped the thin layer of sweat from her temples onto her neck.
Suddenly, he said something out of the blue.
"There isn't enough time."
Yes.
There isn't enough time.
The night is already half over.
Jiang Xianwan had traveled for ten days and was exhausted, but he was reluctant to leave.
tomorrow.
He wanted to show Wanwan how terrifyingly strong he was.
Jiang Xianwan had already sensed a terrifying sense of unease from his fox-like eyes, which held a mixture of restraint and a desire to devour him.
Fortunately, the fox is quite formidable when it needs to be resolute.
He tried to calm his breathing, gently brushing the strands of hair from her cheek with his fingertips, his eyes still tinged with a blush.
She forced a smile, then suddenly choked up, "Wanwan, do you know?"
"I'm very happy."
"I'm really happy."
"No."
"You have no idea."
"I'm so happy I could go crazy."
He took Jiang Xianwan's hand and pressed it to his heart, his fox-like eyes gradually turning red.
The heartbeat was even faster and heavier, each beat burning hot.
Jiang Xianwan knew all along.
Her heart softened, and she gently kissed the corner of his moist eyes. "I know."
Feng Huixue let out a soft hum, her tone carrying a hint of grievance and coquetry.
"You damned woman, you don't know."
"You don't know anything at all..."
"I……"
He paused, his indistinct voice suddenly caught between his lips and teeth, his rationality collapsing completely in a second, his breathing becoming disordered.
"Please..."
"Wanwan..."
"Wanwan..."
"Late...late?"
Jiang Xianwan: "..." Does he even believe himself?
As dawn broke, Jiang Xianwan managed to focus his vision with difficulty.
She lay wearily in the fox's arms, her black hair like a hazy, semi-transparent veil, her skin tinged with a faint pink.
The fox carefully wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and gently carried her out of the bathhouse.
It really is a fox.
It's hard to resist.
The most shameful thing is... she took the bait?
What's even more infuriating is that the fox is able to endure things when it shouldn't.
She thought she must be tired after traveling such a long distance... so she left the last bit for herself.
Thinking about how he had fooled around in the bathhouse for half the night, Jiang Xianwan's ears still felt hot.
There was also a deep sense of powerlessness, and a fear of what the fox had said about tonight's main course.
The main dishes are served.
Is she... still alive?
Seeing the fox bothering her again, she gritted her teeth, reached back and stroked the fox's ears twice, and watched with satisfaction as the fox's body went limp and fell back into the quilt, its eyes misty as it looked at her, unable to utter another word of pestering.
Reluctantly squeezing Jiang Xingxing's little hand, she returned to the courtyard before dawn.
I saw it... the junior brother, who was full of resentment and had a sour taste in his mouth.
Jiang Xianwan lowered her eyelashes guiltily, not daring to look at him at all. She called He Weiyu and the others to go to the Demon Tower to accept the mission as if her butt was on fire.
No one paid any attention to him in the demon realm, and his life of being left to his own devices officially began.
They showed no embarrassment at all, waving their arms wildly as if they were leaders caring for their people.
"Hello, friends from the Demon Realm!"
It's a pleasure to meet you all!
Has everyone eaten yet?
"What a coincidence! I've already eaten there!"
Let's grab a meal sometime!
"Want to play mahjong together?"
Xiu Yan and his friends' overly familiar and shameless manner stirred up the enthusiasm of all the demons, who waved in greeting.
Many of them had gone to watch the Xuan Gu Tournament and were particularly impressed by the Southern Border Team, so they naturally knew about their... special characteristics.
He had a contest with a dung beetle to collect his droppings, and got slapped across the face by a mouse...
The list of things listed seems to be things that no human being could do.
The Southern Border team received an unprecedentedly warm welcome, shaking countless hands. Overwhelmed with satisfaction, they finally couldn't resist and squeezed out of the demon horde, rushing all the way to the Demon Tower.
The Demon Tower has nine levels, and the first level is the hall where you receive your missions. Demons come and go in the hall.
Xiu Yan swiftly flew over again, and very familiarly touched the hummingbird's wings, expressing his sincere admiration.
"Beautiful, absolutely beautiful! Smooth, damn smooth!"
The hummingbird trembled, turned its head, and squeezed out a single word through gritted teeth, "Get lost."
"Oh, it's so fierce! What should I do? I like it even more now!"
Hummingbird: "..."
Another friend approached a boy, and the dog furtively touched the boy's back, saying, "That's strange, I can't tell what kind of demon you are?"
The boy remained silent for a few moments, then said, "The Turtle Clan."
"Holy crap! A turtle! I love turtles! I even keep two in my big vat! Hello, turtle brother!"
The boy gritted his teeth: "Call me Prime Minister Turtle!"
"Brother Turtle! You must visit my home sometime! My big tank is huge and beautiful, and it can even sleep several turtles!"
Turtle Prime Minister: "...Get out!"
Lin Yujin's reaction was even more exaggerated; he stared fascinated at the female demon whose face was covered in scales.
"Could you give me one of your scales? I have a little nephew who really likes them."
Carp Demon: "...?"
He slapped her across the face. "Shameless!"
Even He Weiyu gently took the noble and aloof cat demon's slender fingers in her hand.
"Elegant and beautiful Miss Miao, my name is He Weiyu, it's an honor to meet you."
Cat Demon: "...Tuan Tuan."
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