The Junior Sister Isn't Flirtatious At All; It's All Their Fault for Being Too Seductive - Chapter 15
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- Chapter 15 - Ambiguity
Wait, no. That hand-squeezing gesture was a bit intimate, wasn’t it? Jiang Luoyue froze, especially after seeing Wan’er’s little expression. She quickly withdrew her hand.
Gu Wangfeng’s expression was no longer as consistently aloof as before; the look in his eyes when he gazed at Jiang Luoyue was full of tenderness.
He was slightly confused as to why Jiang Luoyue had pulled her hand away, but when he saw Wan’er, he immediately understood.
Luoyue is being shy, and Wan’er is still a child. I shouldn’t set a bad example.
Yet, Jiang Luoyue had been so bold as to ride on him just a moment ago, and now she wouldn’t even let him touch her. Thinking of this, Gu Wangfeng cleared his throat awkwardly twice.
“Wan’er, is it good? I’ll try some too.” Gu Wangfeng picked up a tea bowl and took a small sip.
He had tried this method of brewing tea before. Having lived in the Grand Void Realm for over a thousand years, he felt obliged to try some novel things.
“It’s not bad,” Gu Wangfeng said. However, from the moment he drank the tea until he put the bowl down, his gaze remained fixed on Jiang Luoyue.
“Affection Value has increased. After replenishing the points owed to the System, the Host can also receive five Substitute Talismans, ten Spiritual Qi Pills, and two hundred Spirit Stones,” the System’s voice announced in a timely manner.
“Host is truly amazing! Although you met Gu Wangfeng the latest, the Affection Value contributed is higher than the previous two,” the System said excitedly.
“What exactly did I do in the dream you wove?” Jiang Luoyue asked curiously. If it was just simple “activities,” could it have such a great effect?
“Of course, it was the kind of game Gu Wangfeng likes,” the System stammered, reluctant to elaborate.
Wan’er’s eyes darted back and forth between the two of them, constantly spinning. Realizing that Master and Older Sister Jiang had something to discuss, he quickly and obediently said, “I’ll go clean up the tea set.”
Then, Wan’er scampered away.
Gu Wangfeng looked at Jiang Luoyue. “Are you in pain? Do you need a restoration pill?”
Although he wasn’t an alchemist, having lived for a thousand years, he could still refine basic medicinal pills.
Jiang Luoyue’s eyes widened. Was this something the aloof Gu Wangfeng would say? She quickly waved her hand. “No need. I’m fine.”
“Oh,” Gu Wangfeng said.
But why did Jiang Luoyue feel a hint of disappointment in his voice?
“What’s wrong with you?” Jiang Luoyue asked.
The System had already told her it was the Soul-Devouring Curse, but since Gu Wangfeng hadn’t mentioned it, she had to pretend she didn’t know.
“I was afflicted by the Soul-Devouring Curse, and that is precisely why I have been secluding myself in the Grand Void Realm,” Gu Wangfeng said, proceeding to explain what the Soul-Devouring Curse was.
“You are already at the Great Ascension stage of cultivation. Can’t you break this curse?” Jiang Luoyue wondered.
“My Master said it is a celestial punishment I’ve carried since birth. Perhaps it’s retribution for a sin in a past life,” Gu Wangfeng’s face rarely showed such an expression of loss and confusion.
What enormous sin would one have to commit to endure such suffering? Jiang Luoyue was shocked, and she secretly asked the System internally.
“Apologies, Host. Access denied. Information cannot be retrieved,” the System’s voice became unusually cold. It had previously spoken with intonation and emotion.
Jiang Luoyue knew that the order of the cultivation world was maintained by the Heavenly Dao; even the most formidable individuals could not transcend this order. Perhaps there truly was some secret that they were not meant to know.
Perhaps because of the dream woven by the System, Gu Wangfeng was no longer so distant toward Jiang Luoyue.
It was as if a person who had been perpetually frozen suddenly came to life.
When soaking in the Spirit Spring, Gu Wangfeng no longer kept his eyes closed and remained silent the entire time.
This day, Jiang Luoyue, as usual, had her entire body submerged in the Spirit Spring, with only her head exposed.
Just as she was feeling drowsy, Gu Wangfeng’s chest suddenly pressed against her back. Perhaps because he had been soaking in the Spirit Spring for a long time, his body was very warm.
Due to his naturally aloof temperament, Jiang Luoyue had overlooked the fact that he was actually a tall and well-built man.
Gu Wangfeng stretched out his arms, completely encompassing her in his embrace.
Jiang Luoyue jolted in alarm. She tried to turn around but was held fast by Gu Wangfeng’s hand on her shoulder; she couldn’t move.
“Just stay like this,” Gu Wangfeng’s voice was low and sensual. He lowered his head, rubbing his chin against the hollow of her neck. That wasn’t enough; he then kissed her neck.
Jiang Luoyue flinched and drew her neck in. Gu Wangfeng frowned in displeasure.
Sensing the man’s cold pressure behind her, Jiang Luoyue quickly explained. She reached up and scratched her neck. “It tickles.”
Gu Wangfeng’s frown eased. “Then I’ll kiss a little harder.” With that, he firmly sucked on her neck.
Jiang Luoyue tried hard not to pull her neck away. Although he was kissing her forcefully, the hot breath he exhaled sprayed onto her sensitive neck, making her want to laugh.
“Luoyue… I really wish you could stay in the Grand Void Realm with me forever,” Gu Wangfeng held her tightly, his voice muffled.
“I’m sorry, but there are people waiting for me outside,” Jiang Luoyue said. She hadn’t forgotten Jiang Luoxing and Yue Wenqiu, and she also wanted to avenge the original owner.
Besides, if she had to stay bored in the Grand Void Realm every day, watching peach blossoms bloom and fall, she would die of boredom.
Gu Wangfeng had learned about her past through her memories and had also seen Jiang Luoxing and Yue Wenqiu. He knew he couldn’t selfishly keep Jiang Luoyue locked by his side.
Perhaps it was because he had endured a thousand years of solitude, and with someone suddenly barging into his life, he was momentarily unwilling to let go.
“Sixty-six days will be over soon; your spiritual roots are almost completely refined,” Gu Wangfeng tried his best to keep his tone neutral, but Jiang Luoyue still detected a hint of sadness.
“Perhaps, I can come and find you,” Jiang Luoyue mused. “With your high cultivation, imbuing your spiritual power onto the broken branch to allow me free passage shouldn’t be too difficult, right?”
Gu Wangfeng was silent for a moment, and then a jade token appeared in his hand. “If you wish to come, use this jade token.”
Jiang Luoyue’s hand, soaking in the pool, reached for the jade token, the water on her hand dampening it. Her fair, unadorned hand cradled the jade token, truly a case of skin like jade.
“Thank you.” Jiang Luoyue turned her head and smiled at him.
Gu Wangfeng saw her look back at him and assumed she would kiss him. Not receiving the kiss he wanted, he felt a little downcast.
Jiang Luoyue placed one hand on Gu Wangfeng’s taut, muscular arm. She couldn’t help it; his arm was stretched across her front and holding her so tightly that her chest was pressed right against his forearm. She felt quite embarrassed.
She had never expected that the most aloof and inaccessible of the three men would turn out to be the most clingy—so mushy. He didn’t seem like a cultivator of a thousand years; he was clearly a sweet, affectionate puppy.
Jiang Luoyue couldn’t help but let out a burst of laughter.
“What are you laughing at?” Gu Wangfeng asked.
Jiang Luoyue didn’t answer. She finally couldn’t hold it in and laughed heartily.
Gu Wangfeng, resigned, had no choice but to lift her out of the Spirit Spring. It was a gentle, bridal-style carry. Jiang Luoyue wrapped her arms around his neck.
Although he could have dried her with spiritual power, Gu Wangfeng chose to patiently dry her whole body with his own hands, thus concluding their Spirit Spring ritual for the day.