After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master
Chapter 215 - Don’t you dare

Chapter 215: Don’t you dare

“Aren’t you coming down?” Chu Xianning’s body soaked in the water, her cheeks sprinkled with moonlight.

Jiang Huai really wanted to come down, but just as he took a step forward, Chu Xianning’s cold voice fell in his ear again.

“If you have desires, you’re not allowed to come down.”

“Where, where do I have them? I don’t, I’m just a little dizzy... I’ll sit for a while.”

Jiang Huai was still trying to hide his guilt.

Although he kept telling himself not to think or want in his head, the less he thought or wanted, the more dizzy his head became. Under the moonlight in the bath, Chu Xianning seemed clear yet hazy, as if the moonlight had painted a layer of silver powder on her smooth skin. Chu Xianning’s figure was already slender and delicate, and Jiang Huai dared not think about what it would feel like to touch her tender shoulders later.

“You only have the time of one incense stick.”

Chu Xianning sat on the steps at the edge of the bath, her white body garment now almost translucent, clearly revealing her icy skin, making her look a bit enchanting and seductive. Her soft and creamy chest seemed ready to burst forth. She suddenly thought of something, slowly raised her legs, and thus her slender legs emerged from the water, water droplets instantly flowing down her smooth skin.

Master’s lotus feet were delicate and small, pink and crystal clear, her toes round and slender, like pearls, the blue veins on her snow-white instep winding like river water, her skin white as snow, pink and flawless, such icy skin and jade bones under the moon seemed clear yet hazy.

Seemingly aware of Jiang Huai’s gaze, Chu Xianning’s delicate feet curled slightly, the arch of her foot bending to the tender skin of her sole, particularly tempting.

Jiang Huai sat by the bath with a feigned composure, but even if he recited the Heart-Clearing Mantra a hundred times, it was to no avail. At this moment, he finally admitted to himself that his desire for Chu Xianning had been growing since he was six years old, nearly fourteen years now.

Yet, in those fourteen years, he had hardly ever seen a hint of seductiveness from his master. Tonight, however, the drunken Chu Xianning seemed to exude allure from every pore.

The thought that he was the only one to witness Chu Xianning in such a state made Jiang Huai’s heart pound uncontrollably.

Even with his head spinning, Jiang Huai faintly sensed that Chu Xianning was deliberately teasing him. She knew he harbored desires, yet she provocatively assumed such a seductive pose, calling him to join her in the bath while knowing full well he couldn’t do it.

Jiang Huai’s mind was now filled with the thought of grasping his master’s slender ankles and placing those twin lotus feet together. He couldn’t help but slap his face, finding it all very strange.

If you haven’t done anything with Qingyu, would your heart still be so pure now?

Would you really not harbor any thoughts and simply wish to bathe with your master, to lather her with bubbles and dab her with perfume?

Wait, lathering with bubbles, dabbing perfume... The more Jiang Huai imagined the scene, the more his head throbbed.

He was almost seeing red.

Previously, you just wanted to hug your master, to kiss her lips, and even then, you were too timid to fantasize about anything more.

Now that your relationship with Chu Xianning seems closer than before, you’ve started to greedily fantasize about more.

How can I sober up?

Jiang Huai Jr. couldn’t find an answer.

He shifted his gaze to Chu Xianning’s cheek and noticed she was quietly looking at him. Her eyes seemed to carry a trace of amusement, yet there was also a hint of disdain and contempt.

Does she think I’m a little wretch at heart, and why does that thought excite me even more?

“Are you not coming down?”

Chu Xianning’s voice was soft and gentle. She picked up a wooden scoop by the bath, filled it with water, and let the droplets fall on her raised, snow-white leg, all while her eyes revealed an unmistakable disdain.

“You’ve made it so dirty with your licking.”

Her change of face was faster than flipping a book.

Jiang Huai realized that Chu Xianning was simply seeking revenge, venting the minor grievances in her heart. But on second thought, it didn’t seem like a bad thing. Chu Xianning always used to bottle up any unhappiness, thinking that ignoring it would make it disappear completely. But repressed emotions never vanish easily; they remain buried in the heart, waiting to be fully revealed one day.

What exactly is the source of the long-held grievances in the master’s heart?

Jiang Huai suddenly began to narcissistically fantasize.

Was it because of Luo Qingyu’s presence in the courtyard or his close relationship with Wen Wanwan that made the master jealous?

Or could it be that Chu Xianning harbored resentment towards herself?

With her personality, she probably felt that jealousy and feeling wronged were shameful emotions, so she would try to suppress them, not thinking or wanting, but still end up losing sleep over it all night?

Jiang Huai thought a lot, and just when he felt a bit distracted and calmer, Chu Xianning pinched the wooden scoop, and the clear water fell on her slender collarbone. Some droplets slid down into the gap of her snow-white bosom.

She slightly squinted her eyes, leaned back, and her legs floated on the water’s surface, gently swaying as if a mermaid in the deep sea was fluttering her tail.

He couldn’t calm down.

Jiang Huai gave up trying. He simply couldn’t suppress the desires in his heart. He was just that kind of timid, despicable guy. Jiang Huai turned his face away and muttered softly.

“Master, I can’t do it.”

“Have you given up?”

“I’ve never won against Master anyway. Many times, with just a thought or a word from Master, I’ve lost completely.”

Jiang Huai turned his face back to look into Chu Xianning’s eyes.

“Master is just toying with me, knowing full well I can’t do it and still provoking me...”

“Who’s provoking you?” Chu Xianning’s cheeks suddenly flushed even more.

“Alright, alright, if you say you’re not, then you’re not. I’ll go outside and wait for Master to finish bathing, then I’ll bathe after. No, wait, I won’t wait. I’ll go to Wanwan to bathe, Master can take your time, no rush.” Jiang Huai stood up and walked towards the bathhouse door.

Chu Xianning didn’t say a word, just silently leaned against the edge of the pool, silently counting to five in her heart until Jiang Huai reached the edge of the bath, about to lift the curtain.

There’s always a strange intuition that the disciple is playing hard to get.

“Stop.”

Chu Xianning finally spoke slowly.

Jiang Huai paused in his steps and turned to look at her.

“Come down... but don’t get too close to me.” Chu Xianning turned her face away and whispered softly.

“Oh.”

This time, it was Jiang Huai who sounded somewhat reluctant.

Though he seemed to be taking advantage of the situation, Jiang Huai obediently stepped into the bath wearing long pants. The water in the bath was clear, with a purifying array at the bottom, and the water came from a spiritual spring at the mountain’s peak. The bath was large, and Jiang Huai and Chu Xianning were on opposite sides.

Perhaps both had their own schemes.

Jiang Huai always felt that not taking advantage of Chu Xianning’s drunken state would be a loss, but he also felt that taking advantage of her in such a state would be beastly. In the past, he struggled between these two mindsets, but this time Chu Xianning turned the tables on him, easily capturing him with the slightest effort.

He suddenly felt that loving Chu Xianning was a painful thing. He even suspected that he had masochistic tendencies, which, if true, he would blame on Chu Xianning.

It was all because she whipped him since he was young but never too harshly, always letting him forget the pain once the wounds healed, huh!

The bathhouse suddenly became very silent, so quiet that only the sound of the wind blowing across the water and their breathing could be heard, so serene. Jiang Huai’s mind began to wander again, thinking all sorts of messy thoughts, until he suddenly realized that his desires seemed to be melting away.

Could it be that without any desires for Chu Xianning, he could escape the fate of being toyed with by her?

Jiang Huai took a deep breath and took out his bathing perfume from his system space. He loved making bubbles; it was a fun thing to do. Just as he took out the bathing perfume, Chu Xianning suddenly spoke,

“Come here.”

“Again?!” Jiang Huai widened his eyes and looked at her.

“What torture do you have in store for me this time?”

“Am I torturing you?” Chu Xianning crossed her arms, her pink lips slightly pouting.

Who was it that after taking the Truth-Speaking Pill last time, spoke all sorts of strange and lewd words?

Who said they wanted to kiss and lick?

Since you like it, let you lick to your heart’s content, let you be naughty usually.

“What does Master want to do?”

Jiang Huai approached Chu Xianning with unease.

At this moment, she was still sitting on the steps of the bath, half-submerged in water. As he approached, Chu Xianning slowly lifted her leg, her delicate foot emerging from the water, followed by her slender calf and pink knee. Her toes pressed against Jiang Huai’s chest, preventing him from moving any closer.

“You’ve made it so dirty with your licking.”

“Then let me clean it for you.”

Jiang Huai had a resigned attitude as he poured the perfume gently over Chu Xianning’s smooth foot. Just as he reached out to gently squeeze her raised, snow-white foot, Chu Xianning spoke.

“Let go.”

“What exactly do you want...”

Before Jiang Huai could finish his exasperated words, Chu Xianning pressed her foot against his chest once more.

Her master’s foot was now gently rubbing against his chest. Her eyes remained cold and innocent as she held her chest, calmly saying.

“I’ll do it myself.”

Chu Xianning’s foot rested on Jiang Huai’s chest, and soon his chest was covered in foam. Her foot was soft and tender, and the bathing perfume he had prepared was also slippery. Jiang Huai’s head spun, his eyes filled with the sight of her long, snow-white legs, and his hands were itching to grab her thigh and bite down hard – what is going on?

“Don’t move.”

Chu Xianning’s voice turned cold again, issuing her command.

Jiang Huai obediently stayed still, letting Chu Xianning rub her foot covered in perfume against his chest. His gradually dissipating desire was now creeping back up.

And Chu Xianning seemed to notice this.

After a moment, her toes slowly moved down and pressed against him.

“Don’t you dare!”

But that single press nearly made Jiang Huai Jr. pass out.

He hurriedly grabbed Chu Xianning’s ankle.

“No, no, no, it’s not like Master says it’s gone and it’s gone.”

“If you dare again, I’ll step on you again.”

“Stepping on me won’t make it go away; the more you step, the more it’ll be there... that’s how a little wretch is.”

Jiang Huai hurriedly held her snow-white ankle, and with his other hand, scooped up some of the bath’s clear water, pouring it over her tender foot, earnestly scrubbing.