Chapter 35 This vixen has an incredibly thick skin...
The two of them went straight to the kitchen. On the way, Bai Gu asked, "Where is that little elder who looks like a monkey?"
Bao'e said, "That monkey got angry with Master and probably jumped up to some tree to play."
"What are you angry about?"
Bao'e remained silent.
It turned out that although the pilgrim explained to the monk that the woman who offered alms to the monk was a demon, the monk still blamed him for not knowing his own strength and for not having a heart for good.
She kept rambling on and on, without ever stopping.
The traveler couldn't bear to listen, so he simply ran away.
Bai Gu pretended not to hear and asked again.
Bao'e suddenly looked to her right and pointed to the vegetable garden there, saying, "There are some radishes and cabbages here, would you like to pick some?"
Then the fairy understood.
He no longer mentioned the pilgrim, but said only, "This abbot is a very calculating Taoist priest. If you pick his vegetables, he might pick your head off."
"What a cunning scheme! What a brilliant plan! Such incredible skill, such a heart as small as a sesame seed!" Bao'e brandished her rake. "Let me help him loosen the soil a bit!"
Bai Gu grabbed her and laughed, "Little Bodhisattva, don't cause trouble."
The fool, still clutching his rake, kept muttering and grumbling incessantly.
Bai Gu, seeing this, suddenly said, "Bao'e, don't move."
Bao'e squinted at him and asked, "Why did you call me, brother?"
"Your face is covered in dust, don't move." Bai Gu raised his hand to support her cheek and wiped the dust off her face.
Bao'e remained motionless, looking up at him.
He cupped her face in his hand, pressing his thumb against her cheek and slowly rubbing it back and forth.
A pair of slender, beautiful eyes remained fixed on her gaze, occasionally lifting the corners of their eyes slightly as if in a smile.
Bao'e felt itchy under his gaze, but she managed to restrain herself and asked him, "Brother, did you make a mess of your face? Why have you been rubbing it for so long? And your face is getting a little hot."
Bai Gu couldn't help but laugh: "Bao'e, Bao'e, how can you be so cute... Have you ever seen one of my older sisters? She looks a bit like me and has also come to offer alms to monks."
Bao'e thought to herself, "I've run into trouble! He really has come looking for his relatives."
She secretly cursed the monkey for being too impatient. He had beaten a perfectly good girl to death with a stick, leaving her to be a scolded helper.
Sorrow, sorrow! So much sorrow!
She shook her head, then nodded, and said, "I think I've seen it before."
Has she mentioned me?
Bao'e gave a vague reply: "I vaguely mentioned it."
"Brother, don't ask anymore. I'm tired from walking, my mouth is dry, and I can't talk." Just then, she pointed to the stove and said, "There's firewood on the stove, so you can cook. I'm useless, so I'll be going now."
"Why are you in such a hurry? What are you busy with?" Bai Gu grabbed her arm. "Alone in this kitchen, there's some heat and noise, but no one to talk to. It's so lonely. You need the little bodhisattva to keep you company and talk to you."
For some reason, he always dragged out a few words when he spoke, which was quite alluring and made Bao'e feel flustered and confused.
She glanced quickly towards the door, fearing that the bald monk might suddenly jump out and hurl insults at her. She hurriedly shook off the monster's hand and said, "My son, you're really useless. Do you need someone to share the cooking with you? Shame on you!"
Unexpectedly, this vixen had an incredibly thick skin.
He wasn't angry when she shook him off. He grabbed her again and admitted, "That's right. Since Bao'e knows, please have some pity on me."
He held her hand almost imperceptibly, which made Bao'e's heart flutter.
She looked to the left, then to the right, refusing to even glance at him, shaking her head repeatedly: "No, no, I'm an honest person, I never think about these things, don't try to trick me into getting into trouble."
Bai Gu laughed, "It's just cooking some dishes, what trouble could it cause? Besides, you're watching over me, aren't you afraid I'll do something to harm anyone?"
Bao'e thought this made sense, but without any sense of propriety, she said, "Very well, very well, so that the rascal won't wrongly accuse me. I'm capable of recognizing demons, so don't try to hide it from me."
She stayed to watch him cook.
The strange man was also a skilled butcher, and he immediately set up a pot to heat up the dishes.
He stir-fried the jar of vegetables with some cooking oil, and Bao'e watched from the side. She saw the steam moisten his fair face with a soft, rosy glow, just like white jade reflecting the sunset.
For some reason, his fragrance seemed even stronger, making her feel dizzy and unable to resist moving closer to him.
But after a while, she felt hot and wanted to move away.
The monster glanced at her and seemed to smile.
He said, "But it's getting a bit hot."
Bao'e pulled at her clothes to wipe her sweat: "Yes, yes, brother, other people don't know, they'll think you're going to steam someone."
"Don't talk nonsense." Bai Gu had just finished filling a jar with vegetables and was putting the lid on when he suddenly said, "I also feel hot, but my hands are not free. Good Bao'e, since you have the kindness to help me heat up the vegetables, why don't you help me take off my outer robe?"
Bao'e saw that he was ladling water into the pot to cook soup and was indeed busy, so she nodded and went forward to help him take off his outer robe.
Just as she was about to untie the belt around his waist, she suddenly felt something hard hanging from his waist.
The fool, oblivious to the danger, asked, "What good things have you hidden away? Is it some kind of treasure made of gold and silver?"
"I've forgotten some things." Bai Gu turned around and leaned against the stove. "Why don't you take off this robe and see clearly?"
Bao'e was also greedy; she grabbed his belt and untied it.
He had taken off his outer robe, but he still wore a thin shirt.
It was a white like morning mist, vaguely revealing the outline of a silvery-white object.
She mumbled, "Don't rush, don't rush, we need to untie one more layer before we can see it."
As they were talking, she had already torn open the thin shirt, and knew what he had hidden.
It turned out that he wore a thin silver chain around his waist, with a precious pearl hanging from it. With his breath, the pearl trembled gracefully.
Bao'e had never seen anything like this before. She stared blankly at the pearl-inlaid silver chain and asked him, "Brother, who arrested you? Why are you wearing this chain around your waist?"
Upon hearing this, Bai Gu couldn't help but laugh.
When he smiled, the silver chain trembled, a precious pearl swayed, and Bao'e's pair of dark, bright eyes moved left and right.
"Is it pretty?" the monster asked her.
"To tell you the truth, I'm not a liar. Such an object is truly beautiful, truly beautiful." That fool was so honest, his mouth was practically watering, and he barely managed to suppress it.
"Not only does it look good, it's also quite useful."
"What's it for?"
“Once it’s untied, it can be used as a tailor’s ruler,” Bai Gu said. “Bao’e, if you want to have a new dress made, you must first take her measurements so that it will fit her.”
Bao'e stepped back, lowered her head, and almost buried her face in her bosom.
She said, “No, no, I am willing to go on the pilgrimage to the West. I will not back down, nor will I have any worldly desires. How can your thin chain be used to measure my size? Put your clothes on, I will not look at you.”
Bai Gu asked, "Aren't you going to make new clothes from now on?"
"Even though he wears an old robe, with some minor patches, he can still live for three years or more."
“But the journey westward is long and arduous. If one or two pieces of clothing are torn or damaged, they can be patched up. But if four or five or six sets of clothes are all worn out, what will you wear?”
Bao'e fell silent.
She couldn't bring herself to tell him that she only had two sets of clothes in total.
Bai Gu: "From now on, when making clothes, I'll have to take measurements first."
Bao'e also thought it made sense, so she agreed, "That's right, take it off. Just measure my body size. I'm so determined to go on the pilgrimage, I don't think about anything else."
He replied, "I'm currently busy, so you can untie it yourself."
Good Bao'e, she really does this kind of work.
She grabbed the silver chain around his waist and fumbled for the buckle.
Since she couldn't see him from the front, she stretched out her arms to hug him loosely and searched behind his waist.
She was so focused, and perhaps because she was touching something that tickled him, she suddenly heard him groan and moan softly, and he was slightly out of breath.
Bao'e, who had been listening intently, felt a surge of desire. Helpless, she secretly thought of Tang Sanzang's face before finally suppressing her desire.
This silver chain looks simple at first glance, but it is actually quite intricate.
Instead of touching the clasp behind her waist, she followed the chain inch by inch, eventually reaching her chest.
Bao'e took a step back and looked first at the hand half-hidden under the thin shirt.
His outer robe was now wide open, and her hand held up his thin shirt, revealing a large expanse of his chest and abdomen.
Her hand landed on a section of silver chain, right in the center of his right chest. She couldn't help but shift it, hearing his unsteady breathing, before finally looking up at him.
Bao'e saw that Bai Gu's face was flushed with an unusual blush, his pupils were slightly unfocused, and a hint of his tongue was visible in his slightly open mouth. She thought to herself that this guy was no tailor at all, but a slut who had been trying to seduce her. He would only behave if she was beaten to death!
“Brother,” she said blankly, “it’s tied too tightly, I can’t untie it.”
“You can’t use brute force; you need to use some finesse to untie it.” The monster covered her hand through her thin shirt, guiding her hand to slowly rub and gently press. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn’t help but groan and pant, saying, “Once you’ve rubbed it a little looser, it might be untied.”
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