65 Smack
Ice freezing three feet deep is not the work of a single cold day; a mountain built from accumulated earth is not the work of a moment.
Qin Ren also knew that the reason a knot in one’s heart becomes a knot is because it is not so easily untied.
Let’s take it slow…
He looked at Luo Yao beside him. The little girl happened to be stealing a glance at her too. As soon as their eyes met, she blushed in a fluster, turned her head away, and the little hand stuffed in Qin Ren’s palm moved uncomfortably.
“What’s wrong?” Qin Ren smiled.
“Nothing.”
Luo Yao looked at the tips of her feet. Her little leather shoes were always polished shiny by Qin Ren. She tried to see if she could see Qin Ren’s reflection in them.
After trying for a while, it seemed she couldn’t. Luo Yao still spoke in a small, hesitant voice, a little nervous, both worried and very embarrassed.
“Qin Ren…”
“Hm?”
“Am I going to have a baby now?”
“Cough… cough cough!”
Qin Ren choked on the air and pulled her to a place a little further from the passersby.
“What nonsense are you talking about? Watch your words and actions, Luo! Do you want me to be locked up like Yu Ling’er?”
Yu Ling’er was out in a month or so. If Qin Ren went in, it would be a matter of years.
But to be fair, after saying this, Qin Ren also reflected that his reaction shouldn’t have been so big.
After all, Luo Yao was, at the very least, eighteen years and many months old. At most, she was an old hag. Faced with this sudden “Yao-speak,” he himself should not have been the one to feel guilty first.
“I saw it on TV.”
Luo Yao’s hand-holding turned into a shy hug around his arm.
“The people on TV… after they kiss, they have a baby…”
“I told you to watch less of that kind of TV series. It’s unhealthy!”
Qin Ren knew that in many domestic TV series, one scene would be two people kissing, and the next would be a black screen. A few episodes later, the woman’s belly would be big.
As for what happened during the black screen, a certain Pixiu was obviously unaware.
“I kissed you just now…”
Luo Yao said vaguely, her voice so small it was almost inaudible.
“…Have any other girls kissed you…”
“They have.”
“Who?” Luo Yao was immediately unhappy.
“Cheng Siyun, my ex-girlfriend.”
“Oh, that one.”
The High Immortal referred to her contemptuously as “that one,” because Cheng Siyun was in the past. It was an old matter.
“She can’t kiss you anymore in the future.”
Luo Yao reminded Qin Ren, and then thought of the two big-chested random women at home.
“No one else can kiss you in the future either.”
“You’re trying to monopolize me?” Qin Ren thought of some of the current IT tycoons.
“Not break you.”
Luo Yao was thinking of something else. It felt very cruel. Sometimes a kick or a step was enough. Breaking it would definitely be more painful than her bleeding.
“Anyway, if you let anyone else kiss you, I’ll… I’ll eat vinegar for you to see.”
“Alright, received.”
Eating vinegar was good. Qin Ren loved to see her eat vinegar.
For a beautiful little girl like her, the only way to eat vinegar was to act cute. Girls are animals that are born to act cute. That kind of tender, soft, and charming appearance, softly lying in his arms and humming, no one would not feel healed.
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Actually, the word “healing” has many meanings.
Letting a vinegar-eating Pixiu act cute in his arms is a kind of healing. Relaxing after a long period of physical and mental fatigue is also a kind of healing.
While Qin Ren was taking Luo Yao to ride high, the new snake in the house was letting out a long, soft moan in the bathroom.
“Ah—so comfortable…”
The rushing water soaked her waterfall-like hair. The naked Yu Ling’er and her naked disciple stood together under the showerhead. Water droplets slid smoothly down their delicate, porcelain-white skin, like dewdrops on a lotus leaf.
“Master, you didn’t shower at the police station?”
“No. They told me to, but I wouldn’t. I was disgusted.”
Without spiritual energy, it didn’t mean that a snake clan cultivator’s body would get dirty as easily as a mortal’s. Yu Ling’er, like Yu Yourong, also meditated and did breathing exercises every day. No matter what, she was much cleaner than an ordinary mortal.
“Master, turn around.”
“Oh… Eek!”
Yu Ling’er felt a chill on her back. Her disciple’s hand had suddenly become cool and slippery. She couldn’t help but turn around.
“What is that? Yourong, what are you doing?”
“Don’t move.”
Yu Yourong turned her slightly panicked master back around.
“This is called body wash. It’s the Earth equivalent of bath beans. I bought the rose-scented one, the same as Master’s own scent.”
“Oh, oh… wait, ow~ it tickles… Yourong, don’t…”
“Get used to it slowly. Master, don’t move.”
“It’s so strange… Yourong, how about we forget it? I won’t use this…”
Yu Ling’er still wasn’t used to it. Her gourd-like, voluptuous body twisted and turned. Her bee-like, willow-like waist couldn’t help but dodge Yu Yourong’s hand. The full, peach-like curve below her waist also swayed provocatively, making Yu Yourong’s delicate brows furrow. She suddenly got angry.
“I told you not to move!”
“Ah!”
Smack—
A crisp slap echoed in the bathroom. Yu Ling’er’s body trembled. She covered her bottom with both hands and bit her lip, turning back to glare at her expressionless, unfilial disciple.
“Yu Yourong!”
“I’m sorry, Master.”
“You’re rebelling!”
“I was wrong, Master.”
It wasn’t the first time she had rebelled, nor was it the first time she was wrong. Yu Yourong skillfully apologized while turning her master’s body back around again. After lathering up, she let her wash her own front.
“See, Master? Once the bubbles come out, you can just rinse it off after a while. But don’t use too much.”
“Why?”
“It’s not necessary. And you have to be frugal.”
Speaking of this, Yu Yourong’s gaze, which had just been angered by her master, softened slightly.
“Ge… he… works very hard to earn money…”
?
Ge?
Yu Ling’er looked at her disciple in a daze.
“Who is your ge?”
“…”
Yu Ling’er pondered for a moment.
“Ge is Qin Ren. It’s inconvenient for my identity, so I’m his younger sister.”
“That’s true… we are undocumented.”
The meaning of “inconvenient identity,” Yu Ling’er had roughly understood in the station. She turned to mutter to herself.
“You’ve acknowledged him as your older brother. Then he’s also your senior brother…”
“?”
Yu Yourong was stunned. Where was this stupid master’s mind going?
But Yu Ling’er was seriously considering it.
“My Flowing Cloud Sect stopped accepting male disciples long ago in the Dharma-ending Age. I never expected that in my generation as Sect Master, we would make an exception because of the matter of ascension. It’s truly lamentable…”
“Ge is ge, not some senior brother.”
Yu Yourong couldn’t be bothered with her. She squeezed out some more cool stuff and rubbed it on Yu Ling’er’s head.
“Again?”
“Close your eyes. Are they closed?”
“They’re closed…”
Her tall disciple was 1.7 meters, a little taller than her master, so washing her hair wouldn’t be too tiring.
“This is called shampoo. It’s similar to body wash, but it’s specifically for washing hair. You have to keep them separate. And also, be careful not to let it get into…”
“Hey! Yourong, my eyes… my eyes…”
“…”
She got it in her eyes before she could even finish her sentence. Yu Yourong finally knew what the online experience of “blood pressure rising” was.
Smack—
And so, after washing her eyes, another crisp sound echoed in the bathroom.
“I told you to close your eyes!”
“Yu Yourong! This isn’t the sect!”
As the head of the sect, Yu Ling’er also had a temper.
“This is your… your senior brother’s territory. Are you going to continue to be so mischievous in the future? What kind of behavior is this!”
“If you don’t listen, you get a spanking. That’s the behavior here.”
Yu Yourong used the Pixiu as a logical example and also reminded her master with a sentence the Pixiu had once said.
“Now that you’ve entered the Qin family’s door, you must follow the Qin family’s rules. If I don’t spank you, does Master want to be spanked by Ge?”
“…”
That was absolutely not allowed. That would truly be improper.
The people of this world were already improper enough. The streets were full of bare-chested women, and from time to time, you would encounter a few with the vibe of the Acacia Sect, absolute vixens. Yu Ling’er had also gradually adapted after wandering the streets for a few days, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t resistant to it at all.
“Yourong…”
“Speak.”
And so, after silently letting Yu Yourong finish washing her hair, she thought of something she had wanted to say as soon as she entered the door, but hadn’t.
“I saw just now… Yourong, your clothes…”
The T-shirt was acceptable. What Yu Ling’er was mainly concerned about was the denim shorts.
“Our Flowing Cloud Sect is a righteous and upright sect. What you’re wearing… isn’t it a bit too lewd…”
“…”
Smack—
Translator’s Notes
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Monopolize / Break (垄断 / 弄断): A pun. Luo Yao mishears “lǒngduàn” (垄断, to monopolize) as the similar-sounding “nòng duàn” (弄断, to break).
