The Cold And Aloof Senior Sister Keeps Flirting With Me - Chapter 42

“She’s annoying,” Qi Xianqing said.

The little fox Yan Jue, sitting on the table, twitched an eyelid upon hearing Qi Xianqing’s low, displeased voice.

“I intended to use ‘beauty to serve’ to fool her, but I was counter attacked instead.”

“I expected her to take about ten days to master tracing rubbings, but I didn’t expect her to learn it so quickly,” Qi Xianqing stared out the window, talking to herself.

The little fox had grown again recently, almost a head taller than before, barely managing to reach the table.

Qi Xianqing rested her chin in her hand, puzzled, “She learned it too fast… seven days faster than when I did.”

Isn’t that all thanks to your notes?

Yan Jue lazily swung her two fiery red tails.

Qi Xianqing didn’t know yet that her notes had already been secretly memorized by her.

Qi Xianqing said, “The notes I prepared weren’t even used.”

Yan Jue: “……”

Well then.

So you were expecting me to be grateful, were you?

Qi Xianqing then pulled out the small booklet from the bookshelf with “Yan Jue” written on the cover, ground some ink, and started writing on it.

Spirit Communication Art.

Qi Xianqing frowned slightly, murmuring, “The first move of the Spirit Communication Art is very difficult. If I teach it to her all at once today, she probably won’t remember it.”

“The last time I learned the first move of the Spirit Communication Art, it took me ten days. This time, I’ll give her a month; she shouldn’t finish learning it that fast.”

“If she finishes early, I’ll give her this page of notes.”

Qi Xianqing muttered to herself, “Logically, it shouldn’t be this fast.”

For some reason, Yan Jue couldn’t detect any pride or joy in Qi Xianqing’s tone.

Instead, there was a faint sense of depression.

It was like a top student who had always done well suddenly being overtaken by a dark horse, leading to self doubt.

Yan Jue looked at Qi Xianqing and silently wrinkled her nose.

Qi Xianqing finally snapped back to reality and looked at her, “And there’s you.”

She picked the little fox up and walked towards the bed.

The little fox seemed to sense something and began struggling fiercely as they approached the bedside, letting out whimpering sounds.

Qi Xianqing pinned her to the floor and asked in a deep voice, “Did you do this?”

Yan Jue, lying on the floor, slowly lifted her eyelids.

Before her was a bedpost with a piece missing.

“……”

Yan Jue certainly remembered that bedpost.

Her teeth had been itching that night, and she had been gnawing on it.

Qi Xianqing had already cleaned up the debris on the floor.

But the half-missing bedpost looked as if it could snap at any moment, appearing startling.

Qi Xianqing pressed down on her hindquarters with both hands. Yan Jue felt the terror of being dominated and began to twist her body frantically, emitting whimpering sounds.

Qi Xianqing let go. Yan Jue rolled up and looked up at Qi Xianqing, then started performing an exaggerated head tilt, her face full of confusion.

The little fox spirit doesn’t understand what you’re saying!

Qi Xianqing tapped the little fox’s wet nose, “If you wreck the house again, I won’t give you food.”

Even when lecturing, her voice couldn’t be firm.

Yan Jue couldn’t help but recall Qi Xianqing’s fierce look during the day.

Sometimes, Yan Jue felt that Qi Xianqing must have given all her gentleness to the small animals.

How envious the little fox was.

Yan Jue rolled on the ground, exposing her snow-white belly again, all four black paws pointing to the sky, trying to coax Qi Xianqing into a good mood.

Qi Xianqing pursed her lips.

She was charmed by its cuteness again.

Her soft palm rested on the belly, bringing a wave of comfortable sensation. The little fox squinted its eyes, kicking its legs haphazardly.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard from the other side.

Both Yan Jue and Qi Xianqing looked in that direction at the same time.

A dark figure had appeared at the doorway at some point.

A small wild boar, with light brown fur covered in watermelon like stripes and wearing a cloak woven from dry straw, poked its head out of the door. It saw Qi Xianqing, gave a meek call, and its small ears twitched back and forth.

So familiar…

Yan Jue stared blankly for a moment.

This small wild boar was the same one she saw on the hillside leading to Qiwu Peak, the one sitting next to the mountain god statue!

Qi Xianqing said, “You’re here. Come in.”

The little wild boar walked in with little steps and happily nudged beside Qi Xianqing.

Yan Jue’s face instantly darkened, baring her teeth.

The little wild boar also glanced at her, grunting as if to scold her, revealing its small milk teeth.

Yan Jue felt a heat rise in her chest this thing dared to scold her! Didn’t it know whose territory this was? A black paw shot out to greet it. The little wild boar was slapped, and three red lines instantly appeared on its left cheek. It rolled on the ground in pain, squealing incessantly with its mouth full of milk teeth.

Qi Xianqing patted Yan Jue’s head, “Alright, stop bullying it.”

Then Yan Jue hid under the bed. As expected, this woman had attracted other animals besides her fox. She wondered who she had been staying with during those seven days she was gone!

Qi Xianqing seemed to pour a cup of milk for the little wild boar. The little wild boar was eagerly nudging in the bowl, and the entire room was filled with lapping sounds.

Yan Jue was furious. Her small ears stood up, her mouth opened, and she began gnawing on Qi Xianqing’s quilt.

“……”

By the time Yan Jue realized what she was doing, the soft brocade quilt had already been torn!

The originally clean light blue brocade quilt had a corner ripped open, the cotton stuffing flying out, leaving a complete mess.

Cold sweat broke out all over Yan Jue’s body. She suddenly noticed that the sound of drinking milk in the room had stopped at some unknown point.

The little wild boar seemed to have left.

A set of footsteps suddenly sounded outside the gauze curtain. Yan Jue’s fur instantly stood on end.

Qi Xianqing walked over and lifted the gauze curtain.

She had somehow taken off her outer robe. Her thin inner garment was slightly open, faintly revealing her graceful silhouette. She smelled of fragrance, apparently a light, elegant, and cool plum blossom scent. Her crow feather like long hair draped over her shoulders, faintly carrying the moisture of water.

Qi Xianqing looked at the gnawed up quilt, her hand holding the curtain suspended in the air: “……”

Yan Jue lowered her head, retreating backward little by little. She might as well find a chance to sneak away. She had just ruined Qi Xianqing’s bedpost, and now she had chewed up Qi Xianqing’s quilt.

Qi Xianqing said, “Little fox baby.”

Yan Jue: “Jee?!”

Qi Xianqing asked, “Tell me, do you deserve a spanking?”

The light was dim. Qi Xianqing’s gaze seemed almost tangible. Yan Jue’s eyes darted around, her two tails tucked behind her, not daring to look directly into the girl’s dark peach blossom eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, Qi Xianqing finally sighed and leaned over to hug her, “Forget it, not tonight.”

She blew out the bedside lamp, and the surroundings plunged into darkness.

The girl’s body was warm and soft, carrying an indefinable hint of intoxicating sweetness.

Yan Jue felt her heart thumping thump-thump-thump, so fast it felt like it would leap out of her chest. Her skin, starting from her cheeks, began to burn.

Qi Xianqing held her from behind, her soft palm stroking the fox’s belly inch by inch. Yan Jue felt like her whole body was melting.

Qi Xianqing said, “Sometimes I think my little fox baby is very much like a human. Why do you think that is?”

In the darkness, her voice was very light, with a slight nasal sound.

Yan Jue curled up her body, subconsciously wanting to struggle.

But the instinct of a canid made her bury her head in Qi Xianqing’s embrace.

This kind of person…

Will she one day hold an immortal sword and plunge it into her chest?

Sometimes, Yan Jue held onto a sliver of hope: maybe at that time, Qi Xianqing wouldn’t be like this.

But she knew that the novel’s plot would not change. As a cannon fodder character, she had no right to interfere with the relationship between the male and female protagonists.

The night was silent. After stroking her for a while, Qi Xianqing lay down, curling around her.

“You saved my life. How could I possibly like someone else, hmm? How many times do I have to say it?”

Spiritual beasts’ bodies are very clean.

Because all things in heaven and earth can cultivate, a spiritual beast of a certain cultivation level can use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to wash away all filth.

Even lying on the bed, the little fox smelled fragrant, carrying the milky scent of a young cub all over her body.

After Qi Xianqing finished coaxing her, Yan Jue felt inexplicably better. She stretched out her four paws and somewhat awkwardly shrunk toward the corner of the bed.

Qi Xianqing curved her lips and pulled her back into her embrace.

For some reason, the scent of the little fox made her feel safe.

Qi Xianqing really liked sleeping with the little fox.

Yan Jue closed her eyes. Her heart beat as if it would burst from her chest. She waited a long time, finally waiting until Qi Xianqing fell asleep. Her paws gripped the bed, afraid of waking Qi Xianqing, and she quietly crawled out.

As Yan Jue left the room, the whole fox felt unwell. She even stumbled on the threshold and nearly fell.

……

Yan Jue walked out and quickly headed toward her own Shuiyun Sect direction.

She unknowingly arrived at the hillside leading to the Shuiyun Sect again.

Yan Jue suddenly noticed something and stopped walking.

The little wild boar from before was squatting next to the mountain god statue.