My Girlfriend is a Cold and Aloof Sickly Beauty 144

Chapter 144: Tipsy Xiao Luo

Ever since gaining another soul in her consciousness, whenever Jiang Mei encountered something she didn’t understand, she would discuss it with the other version of herself.

Even while driving, with two souls and double the attention, they could drive and converse simultaneously, and they often did so.

“My younger sister and your younger sister seem to have become… bolder,” she said to Xiao Linghan, carefully choosing her words.

“Love tends to reveal one’s true nature,” Xiao Linghan commented. “And now, for both of them, the most important and stressful period of their lives has temporarily passed. In this world’s terms, a relaxed environment allows them to focus on their inner selves, discovering their preferences and desires.”

She couldn’t help but recall her younger sister also confiding in her, confused about her future.

But unlike Cang Ling’s naiveté and Jiang Xue’s limited experience, Xiao Luo back then genuinely hadn’t known the meaning of life.

Perhaps she had thought that living was just waiting for death.

Destined to die from her illness at a certain age, incurable by the imperial physicians, and because of her illness, unable to go outside, only staying by her mother’s side day after day, waiting for the illness to slowly consume her.

Xiao Luo had indeed thought about learning something, or specializing in a skill she was slightly interested in, but the restrictions placed upon women in that era had made her lose interest.

“…It’s a good thing, after all. If you can’t figure it out yourself, you can either continue observing or just ask the two younger sisters directly,” Xiao Linghan said softly, her thoughts returning to the present. “Or ask A-Xi, who’s around their age and close to them.”

At the mention of Xie Xitong, Jiang Mei’s expression became complicated.

“Let’s not do that.”

For some reason, she was now avoiding any interaction with the little sister next door.

Xiao Linghan, who had originally planned to watch the show unfold, now saw the other version of herself retreating and couldn’t help but provoke her. “It’s just the little sister next door, what’s there to be afraid of talking about?”

Jiang Mei didn’t reply.

“Or are you afraid of her?” Xiao Linghan continued to provoke.

Jiang Mei felt as if a red fox was pacing around her consciousness, occasionally swiping its bushy tail across her face, incredibly arrogant.

“Just a newly adult student, what would I be afraid of her?” she couldn’t help but retort. “It’s just that A-Xi tends to ‘overthink’ and come up with strange ideas recently, especially about relationships…”

“I think you’re overcomplicating things,” Xiao Linghan interrupted. “If you insist that this is just a discussion about ‘why the younger sisters are acting this way,’ no matter how A-Xi tries to change the subject, you can always steer it back, right?”

“Not just in our time, even in the ancient times of your world, there were monks and Taoist priests. If you don’t want the atmosphere to become awkward, just act like an aloof old monk in meditation. Being indifferent is more in line with your intention of ‘dissuading’ her, isn’t it?”

Her tone was serious and sincere, wanting Jiang Mei to think carefully.

Whether to be cold and distant, or to try playing the role of a girlfriend.

She couldn’t do both. Being inconsistent and hesitant would only hurt A-Xi’s feelings more than firmly choosing one approach—although A-Xi, the “troller,” might not care as much as she imagined, what if?

Xiao Linghan disliked the “chasing a wife crematorium” trope. Realizing your regret only after the person you truly love has given up and left, what was the point?

Sensing Jiang Mei’s hesitation, Xiao Linghan didn’t continue, giving her time to consider her words.

On the way home, Xiao Luohan, who had galloped alone and then strolled through the shopping streets with Jiang Xue for two hours, unconsciously fell asleep.

Jiang Xue was also a little tired, but after arriving home, she still woke Xiao Luohan up, asking her to change out of the pants that smelled of horses, so they could wash them together.

Jiang Mei had originally planned to handle the laundry, but someone unexpectedly took over.

“Let me try. This little robot can operate the washing machine and add detergent,” Xiao Linghan said, walking towards her with mechanical steps. “Cang Ling can help with the height.”

Cang Ling hadn’t dispelled her visible form yet, so hearing this, she immediately squatted down and picked up the small robot.

So the task of washing the riding pants was given to them.

Xiao Luohan was still a little drowsy after returning home and wanted to go straight to bed, but it was hot today, and she had been sweating, which made her uncomfortable. In the end, she still went to take a shower.

When she came out, refreshed, Jiang Xue was already sitting at the desk in their room, holding a glass and drinking something.

Hearing the sound, Jiang Xue immediately turned around, holding up the glass for her to see.

“I asked my uncle to make this cocktail. Freshly squeezed grape juice as the base, and the alcohol is also grape-based. I added ice and plain yogurt before shaking it,” she said, taking a sip of the purplish liquid. “It’s not very strong, so my uncle was willing to pour me so much… do you want to try some?”

After a moment of hesitation, Xiao Luohan took the glass and sipped it.

She remembered only having a taste of the wine last time.

Jiang Xue hadn’t drunk much then, but she had quickly become drunk, and she had been very cute when drunk.

Now that they were a couple, she couldn’t help but wonder if A-Xue would become bolder when drunk, and if so, to what extent.

And… what would she herself be like when tipsy?

Thinking this, she took a few more sips before returning the glass, watching as Jiang Xue finished the rest, then went to the bathroom to shower and change.

Although the cocktail was smooth, mild, and iced, Xiao Luohan still felt a warmth in her stomach soon after, but since she hadn’t drunk much, this slight warmth was actually quite comfortable.

She couldn’t help but walk towards the bathroom, hesitating for only a few seconds before opening the door and entering.

The frosted glass door of the shower stall was closed, and steam filled the air. Judging by the amount, it should just be warm water, slightly hotter than usual.

Xiao Luohan was relieved, but still worried. After wiping the sink, she sat down and quietly observed Jiang Xue.

Her movements were so light, like a nimble cat, that the sound of the water covered the sound of the opening door and her footsteps.

Jiang Xue was almost done showering when she noticed something in her peripheral vision. Turning around, she saw Xiao Luo sitting on the sink. She turned off the water, opened the door slightly, and asked in surprise, “What’s wrong?”

“I was afraid you would pass out from the alcohol in the hot water, or slip and fall in the shower,” Xiao Luohan explained.

After Jiang Xue got drunk that day, she had specifically searched online for “how to take care of a drunk person,” and one of the points was “prevent them from showering alone.”

“It shouldn’t be that bad, right?” Jiang Xue said, returning to the shower stall and starting to dry herself. “I feel quite clear-headed after drinking.”

This wasn’t a lie, but it was the kind of clear-headedness where she felt like her “mind was floating.”

Jiang Xue quickly changed into her nightdress and, after leaving the shower stall, looked at Xiao Luohan, who was still sitting on the sink, and couldn’t help but ask, “Aren’t you coming down?”

“Haven’t we tried this position before?” Xiao Luohan, however, changed the subject.

“…Tried what?” Jiang Xue suddenly had a bad feeling. “Wait, are you still sober?”

Xiao Luo hadn’t drunk much, but her words didn’t sound right.

“I’m very sober,” Xiao Luohan’s tone was calm. “We can try anything.”

Jiang Xue: ???

She thought about it, then reached out, trying to lift Xiao Luo down.

But Xiao Luohan refused, as if she had taken root on the sink, stubbornly insisting, “We haven’t tried this before!”

Jiang Xue felt that she must be drunk, the kind of drunk where you don’t realize you’re drunk.

Afraid that she would become sleepy when the alcohol took full effect, she quickly leaned in and gave Xiao Luohan two quick pecks. “Okay, we’ve tried it now. Time to go to bed for a nap.”

Xiao Luohan looked reluctant, but still obediently let Jiang Xue help her down and to the bed.

After covering her with the thin blanket, Jiang Xue felt a warm, comfortable drowsiness spreading through her. She closed her eyes, ready to sleep.

But then she felt a pair of hands reaching from behind, exploring and caressing, startling her awake, and she turned over in surprise to face Xiao Luohan. “You—”

“We haven’t tried this either,” Xiao Luohan reminded her, leaning closer, closing her eyes, and nuzzling against her, inhaling softly. “You smell so good.”

Jiang Xue: …

This was bad!

“You smell even better in my dreams, let’s sleep first, okay?” She really wanted to rest, so she could only lie to her girlfriend. “There’s everything in my dreams.”

Xiao Luohan readily agreed, but less than five minutes later, she started touching Jiang Xue again, making her open her eyes. “What is it now?”

“I’m afraid that everything I’m seeing now is a dream.”

“Don’t be ridiculous!” Jiang Xue couldn’t stand hearing this and forced herself to stay awake and comfort her. “Then what do you think I am? A mirage? You’ve felt it many times, haven’t you? I’m a real person! You can hug and kiss me, and I have body heat!”

Seeing Xiao Luohan remain silent, she paused and offered her arm. “Here, bite me, I’ll feel pain, I can scream.”

After saying this, she actually started feeling drowsy. Her “floating brain” was being pulled downwards by something, and if she gave in, she would fall asleep.

But she couldn’t just ignore Xiao Luo, who was suddenly feeling down, and go to sleep.

She saw Xiao Luohan lean closer, but instead of biting her arm, she took her wrist and gently nibbled on her fingertip.

Even though it didn’t actually hurt, Jiang Xue immediately cried out, “Ouch, ouch, ouch!”

“I didn’t bite hard,” Xiao Luohan’s voice was almost a growl.

“But it still hurts!” Jiang Xue played along. “See? You can bite me, I’m not a dream!”

She wanted to pull her finger back, but Xiao Luohan wouldn’t let go, just holding it in her mouth.

Jiang Xue was reminded of Xixi, the white cat, after having catnip. The little creature also liked nibbling on fingers, first A-Xi’s, then hers, and it wouldn’t even let go when her older sister or Cheng Shizhu tried to intervene.

Fine, she would let her hold it, as long as she didn’t bite hard.

She thought for a moment, imitating her own strategy for dealing with the “catnip-high” Xixi, and used her other hand to gently pet Xiao Luohan’s head, her fingers combing through her hair, gently stroking her ears.

It turned out that this method of soothing a cat also worked on Xiao Luo. Under the gentle touch, she gradually loosened her grip, closing her eyes peacefully.

Jiang Xue secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to fall asleep, she felt a sharp sting on the back of her hand.

She opened her eyes in surprise and saw a crescent-shaped bite mark.