Chapter 340: Chapter 226 Boiling Frog_1
Warm, jade-like softness in his arms. If one could have no stray thoughts, they would have to be a saint! At least, that was what Su Bei believed.
Without any explanation, he silently covered her belly with another top.
His solemn actions were like someone walking out of a certain kind of club after finishing his business, casually tossing a few tissues onto the bed for her to clean herself up...
It was just a pity there wasn’t a cigarette pinched between his fingers. He wasn’t a member either.
Beneath the bright moonlight, Xiao Ruoching’s figure was faintly illuminated. She clutched her arms, wrapped tightly across her chest, her slender, delicate feet curled up, her entire body burning hot.
Xiao Ruoching’s mind was a tangled mess, her thoughts racing with countless possibilities of what was about to happen.
She could even clearly feel Su Bei’s physical reaction.
She couldn’t help but slightly lift her hips...
Has Master’s beastly nature erupted today? Is he planning to... force himself on me?
Seeing Su Bei dejectedly climb off the bed, apparently with no intention of explaining himself, Xiao Ruoching grew anxious.
How could he act like this?
She sat up abruptly, wrapping the brocade quilt tightly around herself like a zongzi, her face so flushed it looked as if blood might drip from it.
"Even if you are... you are my Master, you can’t..."
"Besides, your disciple isn’t ready..."
Her voice trembled slightly, though it was unclear whether from agitation or exhaustion.
And it was quite obvious. Was Su Bei’s behavior right now a classic case of ’hit it and quit it’? Was he just going to run off like that?
It seemed that short of actually going all the way, he had touched everything he shouldn’t have. What was he trying to achieve by staying silent now?
Her graceful figure was wrapped in the quilt, the allure in her eyes and brow undeniably evident. Her devastatingly charming appearance made even Su Bei, who spent his days and nights with her, feel his heart stir at the sight.
"I... I really just wanted to get something... um."
Su Bei’s face flushed, and he turned away. His nose could faintly detect the scent of fragrant sweat mixed with her natural body aroma lingering in the room.
"Let’s just forget about what happened today. Don’t overthink it, Disciple."
"It’s a misunderstanding."
Don’t overthink it? Just forget it??
He’d seen every inch of me, touched everything he shouldn’t have, and was even about to do... *that*, and now he just says let’s forget it??
But the person before her was still her Master, and her feelings towards him... It was like being a mute who had eaten bitter coptis—she couldn’t voice her suffering!
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Ruoching’s chest heaved, stretching the quilt taut. Her beautiful eyes blazed with anger.
"Are you that impatient, Master?"
If he dared to sneak into my bed in the middle of the night today, tomorrow he might dare to bring Mo Li into my room to share my bed!
"Do you really think your disciple is so easy to bully, Master?"
Su Bei remained silent.
Her tone grew noticeably sharper, her voice rising several notches. But seeing Su Bei looking at her with such a serious expression, her voice involuntarily softened again.
Her body tensed instantly, and she began to inch backward.
"How about... I let you look at me too?"
Xiao Ruoching was speechless.
This wasn’t a joke; Su Bei was genuinely considering it.
Wouldn’t it be fair if I let you look back at me?
Su Bei blinked, watching Xiao Ruoching’s expression shift rapidly.
A gust of wind blew past, and she felt an increasing chill across her chest. Her sweat-soaked silk trousers clung uncomfortably to her skin. Her long hair, damp with sweat, felt sticky against her back.
"I absolutely don’t want that!"
He’s my Master, after all.
Finally, she gradually calmed down. Knowing him as she did, he would never stoop to such underhanded acts. There had to be some unspoken reason, some compelling need... like perhaps he absolutely *had* to steal her top for some reason... Yes, Master is probably just a pervert with a simple hobby of collecting tops.
When she saw that the top in his hand was clearly the one she had casually given him a few days ago, she was inwardly astounded.
Could it be that he likes them... used?
At this thought, she couldn’t bring herself to meet his gaze.
"So, Disciple... what do you think we should do?"
Hearing the helplessness in Su Bei’s voice, Xiao Ruoching took a deep breath. Then, as if an idea had struck her, her gaze firmed, and she said decisively, "Then take me with you when you go to the South Wind Ancient Country!"
Su Bei was taken aback for a moment, then gave a wry smile.
Faced with this situation, what could he do?
"Disciple, it’s not a vacation."
The headquarters of those fiends might very well be in the South Wind Ancient Country. If she followed him and something happened to her, what would he do?
Xiao Ruoching’s eyes dimmed instantly. He had rejected her twice in a row.
"You... you despise me!"
Su Bei stepped forward and gently tapped her on the head. "How could I possibly despise you? You’re usually so clever. How can you not understand this?"
"Besides, I won’t be gone for long. I’ll come back as soon as I find the antidote for your Ninth Uncle."
Xiao Ruoching frowned and asked again, "Will Ninth Uncle be going with you then?"
"Ninth Uncle certainly won’t be going."
"What about Mo Li?"
"He won’t either."
"Sword Maiden?"
"She won’t."
"What about Eldest Martial Uncle?"
Su Bei paused.
Su Bei took a deep breath and said, "I am simply going to the South Wind Ancient Country. Even if you come with me, I won’t have much time to spend with you."
"And when things get busy, you won’t even have anyone to bicker with."
Xiao Ruoching immediately retorted, "When Mo Li wasn’t around, didn’t I get along perfectly well with you in Mo City, Master?"
Su Bei sighed and said resignedly, "Suit yourself."