After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master-Chapter 109 - Not Painful

Chapter 109: Not Painful

Jiang Huai carried Luo Qingyu back to the room.

Luo Qingyu was placed on the bed, her eyes timidly looking at him. She clutched the sheets, too afraid to utter words of retention, her tears swirling in her eyes but not daring to fall. She knew crying would only annoy Jiang Huai more, so she repeatedly tried to wipe away her tears with the back of her hand, looking pitiful in her efforts.

This made Jiang Huai feel even more like a scoundrel.

He came to the bedside, lifted the blanket, and lay down with Luo Qingyu. Then he reached out, gently pulling Luo Qingyu into his arms, his voice softening.

“I’m not leaving. We’ll sleep together.”

“Brother Jiang Huai… aren’t you angry anymore? Qingyu knows she was wrong…”

“Brother Jiang Huai isn’t angry.”

“Brother Jiang Huai… you were angry just now…” Luo Qingyu’s voice was very small.

“It’s not anger at Qingyu, it’s at myself,” Jiang Huai said as he wrapped his arms around Luo Qingyu, gently patting her back.

“It’s really not anger at Qingyu. I know Qingyu is uneasy and wants to push me to do something. It’s because I was ambiguous with other women that Qingyu felt uneasy, so how could I be angry at Qingyu? If anyone is to blame, it’s me, the scoundrel, for making Qingyu feel wronged.”

“It’s Qingyu’s fault… not Brother Jiang Huai’s fault… Brother Jiang Huai… do whatever you want… kiss whichever woman you want… Qingyu shouldn’t tie down Brother Jiang Huai…”

“You…” Jiang Huai said, pinching her cheek.

“I actually have something I’ve been meaning to tell you.”

“Brother Jiang Huai, please tell me.”

“It’s something I was planning to say, not because of tonight’s events. I’ve thought about it seriously and feel that we should hold our wedding after my cultivation has recovered.”

Luo Qingyu’s body suddenly stiffened.

Previously, while staying at Qingxuan Sect, waiting for Luo Yueguan to return from Tianxuan Sect, she was overjoyed to hear that the wedding was set for the end of the year, staying up all night in excitement.

“After all, getting married is a significant event. Although I say this, it won’t make much difference. I feel that by the end of the year, my cultivation should be mostly recovered, at most by next summer. It’s only a few months’ difference,” Jiang Huai’s fingertips gently pinched her earlobe.

“So I was thinking of setting it on your twentieth birthday. What do you think?”

Luo Qingyu didn’t speak. Jiang Huai looked down at her, and she cautiously met his gaze.

“I’ll listen to Brother Jiang Huai.”

“Why have you suddenly become so obedient?” Jiang Huai looked helplessly into her eyes.

“If you’re unhappy, you need to tell me.”

“I’m not unhappy!” Luo Qingyu shook her head.

“I’ll listen to Brother Jiang Huai.”

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“Really not unhappy?”

“Really not!”

“Then let’s set it for your twentieth birthday. We’ll get married at Qingxuan Sect, and then do you want to move to Tianxuan Sect to live? We can cultivate together, eat well and sleep soundly every day in the courtyard, and if we get bored, we can go down the mountain to explore secret realms. We’ll spend all our days together.”

“Mm-hmm!” Luo Qingyu’s eyes brightened again.

“About Junior Sister Wanwan earlier…”

“Brother Jiang Huai doesn’t need to explain to Qingyu,” Luo Qingyu muttered softly.

“It’s okay for Qingyu.”

“Even though you say it’s okay, you still care, right?” Jiang Huai looked at her with a wry smile.

“It’s indeed my fault, but it was also me who initiated the kiss with her. I also promised to accompany her to Daoji Ancestral Land to look for Core Formation spiritual energy after some time.”

“Then go… it’s okay…” Luo Qingyu’s voice became aggrieved again.

“But if you really want to know who I prefer between Wanwan and Qingyu, I definitely prefer Qingyu more,” Jiang Huai said softly, patting Luo Qingyu’s back.

“Oh…” Luo Qingyu muttered softly, and after a while, she looked up slightly.

“Then… between Qingyu and Aunt Chu, who does Brother Jiang Huai prefer?”

“So you’ve known all along?” Jiang Huai asked.

Luo Qingyu didn’t answer; she just blinked her eyelashes, looking aggrieved at Jiang Huai.

“I used to prefer Aunt Chu.”

“And now?”

“I still prefer Aunt Chu.”

Luo Qingyu began to nuzzle her forehead against Jiang Huai’s chest.

“Brother Jiang Huai is bullying me!”

Jiang Huai hugged Luo Qingyu, laughing and crying at the same time, “After we get married, I will prefer Qingyu more.”

Luo Qingyu stopped fussing, and after a while, she whispered.

“Brother Jiang Huai…”

“Hmm?”

“Qingyu knows she was wrong.”

“Why do you think you’re wrong again?”

“Qingyu shouldn’t have forced Brother Jiang Huai to do bad things to Qingyu, shouldn’t have used it to make Brother Jiang Huai feel guilty, and to tie down Brother Jiang Huai… Qingyu is a fool and a bad child.”

“Who talks about themselves like that? I’ve told you I’m not angry.”

“But Qingyu still doesn’t feel at ease… What if Brother Jiang Huai is secretly angry in his heart but doesn’t tell Qingyu and later secretly resents Qingyu?”

“So what do you think I should do?”

“Brother Jiang Huai… punish Qingyu…” Luo Qingyu’s face rubbed against Jiang Huai’s chest.

“Then Qingyu will be severely punished.”

“It seems Brother Jiang Huai is still a little angry…”

Luo Qingyu quietly lifted the blanket, her body kneeling on the bed. She bit her lip, slowly lifting her skirt, and looked back at Jiang Huai.

“Brother Jiang Huai… go ahead.”

“But why does this look like a reward for Qingyu?”

“Then, Brother Jiang Huai can… can…”

“Can what?”

“Can… punish Qingyu like this…” Luo Qingyu’s waist sank a little further.

……

Jiang Huai started making breakfast in the kitchen.

Meanwhile, Luo Yueguan opened the bedroom door. Inside, Luo Qingyu was clutching the blanket, only her little head showing. When she saw Luo Yueguan, her cheeks immediately buried into the blanket.

Luo Yueguan’s nose twitched, sensing a strange scent in the air. It seemed reasonable; a man and a woman were alone in a room, and last night, Luo Qingyu’s voice was so tender that she had heard it for a long time.

“Keep the fallen flowers safe,” Luo Yueguan said softly, but Luo Qingyu buried her face even deeper.

“No, there’s nothing…”

“Hmm? How can there be nothing?”

Luo Yueguan was surprised. Although some women might not have any signs their first time, it was still a very low probability event. Luo Yueguan approached Luo Qingyu, but when she used her spiritual energy to examine Luo Qingyu’s body, she suddenly realized that Luo Qingyu was still intact.

“What did you do last night?”

Luo Yueguan clearly remembered hearing Luo Qingyu softly cry out in pain, followed by tender sounds, but Luo Qingyu’s face was still buried in the blanket, stammering.

“We didn’t do anything…”

“If you didn’t do anything, how come I heard you cry out in pain?”

“No, mother, please don’t ask anymore…”

Luo Qingyu’s cheeks became increasingly flushed with embarrassment. Luo Yueguan glanced at her.

“You can’t even talk to your mother about it?”

“It’s so embarrassing…”

Luo Qingyu’s little face completely buried itself in the quilt. She wrapped herself tightly with it as Luo Yueguan stood up and headed to the kitchen to confront Jiang Huai with accusations.

……

“What did you do to Qingyu last night?” Luo Yueguan crossed her arms and approached Jiang Huai from behind.

Jiang Huai’s body stiffened, and he began to speak incoherently.

“I didn’t do anything…”

“Then why was Qingyu crying out in pain and asking you to slow down?” The moment Luo Yueguan asked this question, she suddenly realized what the two of them had been doing in the room last night.

The next second, she was hopping mad, storming over to Jiang Huai and thumping him on the forehead.

“Is this how you bully my daughter?! You scoundrel!”

Jiang Huai held his head, looking back at Luo Yueguan with a wronged expression.

“How did I bully her?”

“You shameless, perverted, lowlife, beast!”

Luo Yueguan was both embarrassed and annoyed. Jiang Huai grabbed her wrist.

“H-hey, I didn’t bully her, okay?”

“Then you coax my daughter to do such excessive, outrageous things with you?!”

“It wasn’t me coaxing her…” Jiang Huai looked at Luo Yueguan with a wronged face.

“Besides… how is that bullying Qingyu? She didn’t say she felt wronged…”

Luo Yueguan’s chest heaved with her breaths.

“You just wait, I’m going to complain to your master about you, you scoundrel, for satisfying your own desires, not wanting to lose your vital essence and be discovered by her. You even came up with such despicable, lowly, shameless, ***, outrageous methods! Just you wait!”

“No, be reasonable… It really wasn’t me coaxing Qingyu…”

“You still dare to argue? Qingyu is so innocent…”

“Forget it.”

Jiang Huai chose to shut up, “I’ve said it wasn’t me bullying her. If it’s consensual, how can it be considered bullying?”

Luo Yueguan wanted to say more, but Jiang Huai stuffed a piece of fried yogurt into her mouth.

“Calm down, Qingyu isn’t wronged, so why are you taking it so hard?”

After that, Jiang Huai ignored Luo Yueguan and turned back to the room. Luo Qingyu was still curled up in the quilt. Seeing Jiang Huai come in, she poked her little head out. Jiang Huai came closer and pinched her tender little face.

“Does it still hurt?”

“It stopped hurting a long time ago.”

Luo Qingyu blinked, “And… it felt good. Can you… punish Qingyu again tonight?”

“Your mother wants to kill me.”

Jiang Huai replied with a wry smile, lifted the quilt, and took Luo Qingyu’s clothes to dress her. Luo Qingyu’s body was bare. Jiang Huai had bathed her again last night. He carefully dressed her, suddenly realizing that at this moment, he didn’t feel awkward at all. Luo Qingyu sat obediently like a doll waiting to be dressed, everything so harmonious and natural, as if they were an old married couple.

Luo Qingyu squinted her eyes, obediently raising her arms, enjoying the time Jiang Huai spent dressing her.

The light from outside the window streamed in, falling on the girl’s clear and snowy collarbone. Jiang Huai glanced at her cheeks inadvertently, her eyelashes casting shadows in the light.

His heart felt as light and soft as feathers.

He realized many things. He knew Luo Qingyu wasn’t a fool and understood everything. She was just indulging him and pretending to be confused.

He reached out and pinched Luo Qingyu’s face. She looked at him innocently, then her lips curled up slightly, revealing shallow dimples.