Journey to the End of the Night
Chapter 175 - 175 173 The Omnipotent Little Rabbit

175: Chapter 173: The Omnipotent Little Rabbit 175: Chapter 173: The Omnipotent Little Rabbit Baili An’s dark pupils stared unwaveringly at it, while the young girl who was straddling him had evidently gotten into the mood, her voice murmuring softly, nibbling on his ear.

She dared not move too much, her pretty face flushed in a bewildered charm, her voice intermittently carrying his name.

Listening to the voice that sounded like a kitten’s, Baili An couldn’t help but pinch his ticklish earlobe, yet his gaze remained fixed on the little rabbit, his look somewhat skeptical.

The little rabbit’s deep eyes flashed a transient red glint that was hard to catch.

As if noticing Baili An’s scrutinizing gaze, it made a guttural sound and tilted its head in another direction.

The mouth with three lips wriggled, and then it opened its small mouth and crunched down on the big carrot it was holding with its paws, puffing up its cheeks cutely as it chewed.

A picture of innocence, as if to say it was merely eating a carrot.

Baili An winked at it.

Suddenly, there were frantic footsteps outside the door.

“This damn little beast!

Relying on the protection of the Heroic Spirit White Tiger, it dared to come for my Jiujiu, and after entering my daughter’s boudoir, it refuses to leave!

What does it want to do?!

What does it want to do?!

Little beast!

Such a shameless little beast!

In the middle of the night, staying in a lady’s room, it’s simply disgraceful!”

Li Jiujiu was startled by her father’s sudden cursing, and her body went soft as she collapsed into Baili An’s embrace, her eyes filled with a mix of grievance, fright, and pity.

She couldn’t help but roll her eyes, thinking that the old fart was being a real bother.

Asking what little An is doing?

What else could it be?

Of course, it’s your daughter here!!

Although disgruntled, they could no longer continue.

If her furious father were to burst in, she would truly be ready to hang herself.

She hummed weakly and softly, “Little An, help me up quickly, Daddy is coming.”

Yet Baili An took her hand that propped her up and held it in his palm, looking down at her earnestly and asking: “Miss Jiujiu, did you enjoy yourself today?

Just now…

just now that manner, does that count as giving you one?”

Li Jiujiu was momentarily stunned.

Even at this time, he still appeared eager to learn, what was going on?

Moreover, that question was quite amusing, seeing his clueless expression.

Yet inside, she was secretly delighted, rejoicing that his mind was as pure as a blank slate, wasn’t it implying that she was his first?

It must be that in his former life, little An was brought up very strictly, never exposed to romantic affairs.

Thinking about it carefully, that such matters of men and women would ultimately require her, an unmarried girl, to teach him was indeed embarrassing and helpless.

“How…

How could you calculate it that way, no…

it’s not,” she murmured shyly near his ear, her voice a whisper.

Baili An suddenly understood.

The rabbit’s ears twitched, thinking, is that how it is?

The sound of footsteps outside the door, and the Disciples’ Longswords clanging, were drawing closer.

Li Jiujiu was extremely embarrassed, thinking if others saw them now, how would she cope: “Now is not the time to discuss this, get up and get dressed.”

Trembling, she attempted to rise but wobbled, her legs went weak, and she fell back down again.

Adversity strikes when least expected, the gods truly weren’t smiling upon her.

She gripped a strand of Baili An’s hair with a look of crying despair and quietly gritted her teeth, “I…

I’m too weak, it’s all your fault, what if I still want to hmm hmm, what should I do?”

Baili An’s pale complexion was suffused with a faint flush, his beautiful eyes still looked serious and calm.

He steadied her by the shoulders and nodded, “Don’t be afraid, leave the next steps to me.”

Baili An had thought about Summoning the White Tiger to guard the door, but on second thought, Li Xuan had witnessed the awe of the Heroic Spirit White Tiger and had been frightened by it.

Yet he had still come, clearly his concern for his daughter outweighed his fear of the White Tiger.

If he Summoned it now, bloodshed would be unavoidable.

With a subtle shift of his eyes, Baili An saw the little rabbit nibbling on the carrot at the corner of the table.

He winked at Afu Tu, “Little rabbit, could you help me out?”

The rabbit loosened its paw, and the carrot in its hand slowly fell to the ground.

Its eyes widened, looking at him incredulously.

As Baili An was about to speak, the rabbit raised its paw, cutting him off with a look that said it no longer wanted to listen, desolate and quietly nodding its head to show it understood.

Dragging the large carrot, the rabbit began to walk towards the door with a forlorn back, as if each step it took was extremely heavy.

The room’s door creaked open, then clicked shut.

Inside, only two people remained.

“How can such a small rabbit…

can it really work?” Li Jiujiu, seeing Baili An’s intention, was skeptical about the little creature’s ability.

Baili An’s voice, deep with a hint of moisture, reassured, “Hmm, it’s okay.”

With a charged aura, Li Xuan, accompanied by many female Disciples of the Lihe Sect and a tragic determination, had barely stepped into the corridor outside the boudoir when they seemed to hear something, their steps freezing.

A pale old face turned the color of a pig’s liver.

Behind him, the group of women also blushed with shame.

Li Xuan let out a skyward howl, his face seeming to age a decade, and he could move no further.

He randomly pointed to a female Disciple, his voice a snarl, “You!

Go drag that little beast out!”

The selected Disciple, an unmarried girl, dared not recklessly intrude after hearing the commotion, her face flushing as she shook her head repeatedly, clearly uneasy: “Sect Master…

this…

this late at night, wouldn’t it be improper?”

Upon hearing such pitiful pleas, as if the girl could hardly catch her breath from crying, her legs turned to jelly.

She wondered, if the young man got vicious, what would she do if he dragged her into bed and had his way with her too?

However, the young man was handsome, likely strong and virile, with powerful cultivation, and was after all the young mistress’s man.

If something did happen, upon careful consideration…

it might not be such a loss.

Cough, cough, cough…

How could she entertain such a filthy thought!

The Disciple straightened her spine, her voice filled with dignity, “Sect Master, please allow me to alleviate your worries!”

A snap sounded, clear and pleasant like porcelain shattering.

But outside the corridor of the boudoir, there was no porcelain — only a rabbit holding a carrot.

The young woman felt a chill down her back, a chilling sensation as if needles pierced her very bones, bringing an unexplainable sense of dread.

No sound in the winter snow nor from the people themselves.

Li Xuan and a few female Disciples seemed to sense an extremely terrifying and frightening presence, subconsciously holding their breath, silent.

The Disciple who had spoken boldly felt a spine-chilling gaze from behind, quietly peering at her.

As the back of her neck prickled from that gaze, she slowly turned around, stiff.

Facing the small silhouette outside the vermilion gates.

The rabbit held the carrot with both paws, its chubby cheeks moving as it chewed, and despite the small bites on the large carrot showing a seemingly adorable appearance, its eyes gave off a cold and faint aura, coolly standing there like a lone sword bearer.

Expecting a frightening monster behind them — after all, the youth was someone who managed to tame the Central Netherworld Heroic Spirit White Tiger as a mount.

Who would have thought it would be such a small, delicately cute rabbit?