After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master-Chapter 118 - Discipline You

Chapter 118: Discipline You

Jiang Huai ran fast.

But he is a first-level Qi Refining practitioner, Jiang Huai Jr., while Luo Yueguan is an eighth realm Mahayana cultivator. With just a thought, strands of spiritual energy turned into a spiritual rope and wrapped Jiang Huai back.

Jiang Huai was tightly bound by the rope, Luo Yueguan sat with her legs crossed, arms folded across her chest, and glanced at him with a cheek still flushed.

“Who allowed you to pinch?”

As she spoke, she lifted her leg, the foot rising higher and higher until it touched Jiang Huai’s chest. Jiang Huai couldn’t move, looking at the embarrassed Luo Yueguan in front of him, he heard her say.

“Did you really think I couldn’t discipline you?”

“I’m wrong.”

Jiang Huai never struggles when he shouldn’t, and when admitting a mistake, he should be proactive. Unfortunately, Luo Yueguan didn’t seem to be so easy to talk to.

Her toes poked his chest several times, muttering, “I let you pinch my earlobe, I let you pinch my earlobe...”

But her toes weren’t really forceful, poking his chest ticklishly, and because she was lifting her leg like this, her skirt fell down a lot, revealing her long legs that seemed to glow in the dim light.

Jiang Huai really didn’t dare to look any longer.

He knew his willpower well enough; every time he talked about pure love, his desires could shatter his will in minutes. Now, bound by the spiritual rope and unable to move, Luo Yueguan was not satisfied with just poking his chest with her little foot. She lifted her leg even higher, her toes twisting gently like silverfish, then clamped Jiang Huai’s ear.

“Hmph.”

Luo Yueguan’s cheeks involuntarily revealed a touch of girlish charm.

Jiang Huai looked into Luo Yueguan’s eyes and suddenly paused, then burst into laughter.

“What are you laughing at?!”

Luo Yueguan suddenly became like a cat whose tail was stepped on, her cheeks flushed a light red.

“Nothing, I just suddenly realized... Aunt Luo also has moments of childishness.”

“You’re the child!”

Luo Yueguan hastily retracted her leg, crossing them again, but her eyes held a stubborn defiance. Jiang Huai looked down and saw that the spiritual rope on his body had been untied. He sighed helplessly.

“Isn’t this just saying Aunt Luo is cute?”

Luo Yueguan quickly concealed her previous coquettishness, then looked at him with disdain and contempt.

“You think those tricks you use to amuse little girls work on me?”

Jiang Huai sat down, looking at her helplessly.

“What tricks do I have for amusing little girls?”

“Then how did you coax Qingyu to want to be around you every day?”

“I just gave her some candy.”

As he spoke, Jiang Huai took out a handful of candies and placed them in front of Luo Yueguan, who turned her face away.

“I don’t like sweets.”

But as soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Huai had already torn open a pineapple-flavored lollipop and brought it to Luo Yueguan’s red lips. Luo Yueguan hesitated for a moment, then gently took it in her mouth.

“Eating something sweet occasionally is good for the mood.”

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Jiang Huai said, also unwrapping a lychee-flavored lollipop and popping it into his mouth.

From the slight pleasure in Luo Yueguan’s eyebrows, she might not really dislike sweets.

“Did you make the candy yourself? I’ve never had this kind of candy before.”

“Yep.”

“Every day, you neglect cultivation and ponder useless things...”

Luo Yueguan started nagging again, and perhaps only at times like this did Jiang Huai feel that she was like an elder.

He couldn’t help but laugh.

“In my view, cultivation is not only about cultivating one’s abilities but also one’s heart. Cultivating abilities is one aspect, but if you have to exhaust yourself and suffer unnecessarily for it, then when your heart is full of holes, it won’t be easy to mend.”

“Desires are always endless. Whether you cultivate to the ninth realm, the tenth realm, even if your cultivation reaches the heavens and you can decide the life and death of thousands with a single thought, what’s the point? If the heart can’t find peace, then high cultivation is meaningless. But if the heart is fulfilled and at ease, even if the cultivation isn’t that profound, you can live transparently and happily.”

“Laziness is laziness.” Luo Yueguan replied disdainfully.

“Then do you think I’m in a state to cultivate now?”

Jiang Huai sighed helplessly, “Or is Aunt Luo now at the eighth realm, able to look down on the entire Yuelan Continent, and her heart is at peace every day?”

Luo Yueguan’s eyes dodged a bit, “Of course, what’s there for me to be uneasy about? It’s just you, a little devil, who never gives me peace of mind.”

“You’re just being unreasonable.”

Jiang Huai placed the earlier handful of candies on Luo Yueguan’s tightly closed legs, “For you.”

“Keep them for yourself, I’m not interested.”

“I made a lot at once, and I can’t finish them. If they’re left for too long, they might go bad, so help me eat some.”

Luo Yueguan then reluctantly collected all the candies. The sweet taste of the candy in her mouth seemed to improve her mood significantly.

She suddenly thought of something and smiled.

“Speaking of which, I thought of something.”

“Tell me.”

“Do you believe that if I dual cultivated with you, the probability of Chu Xianning dual cultivating with you would be seventy percent?”

Luo Yueguan looked at Jiang Huai with a smile, but Jiang Huai’s expression remained unchanged, and he just nodded.

“Then she would expel me from the sect or leave the Eastern Region herself because she wouldn’t know how to face what comes next.”

“That’s still sleeping together.” Luo Yueguan pouted slightly.

“All these years, what I wanted was never Master’s body, but her heart.”

“Keep pretending, keep pretending. You like Chu Xianning just because she’s beautiful.”

“Then with so many beautiful women in the world, should I like every one I see?”

“Isn’t that what you do?”

“Aunt Luo is also very beautiful, so should I like you too?”

Jiang Huai also looked at Luo Yueguan with a smile, leaving her speechless and glaring at him unhappily.

“Who’s prettier, me or your master?”

“Why does Aunt Luo insist on asking questions that are sure to be humiliating for me to answer?”

“You have no conscience.”

Luo Yueguan unhappily lifted her leg and kicked Jiang Huai in the chest, saying annoyed, “Get lost.”

Jiang Huai stood up and walked out of the bamboo forest.

It wasn’t until he was far away that Luo Yueguan took out the colorful candies and began to wonder what flavors they might be.

Eighteen candies in total, she decided to eat two a day, one in the morning and one in the evening.

......

Jiang Huai returned to the courtyard.

At this moment, Luo Qingyu was teaching Bai Li to play Go. Bai Li sat by the board, scratching her head in confusion. She was always impatient and not a person with much patience. Asking her to play Go calmly was too much for her.

Jiang Huai took out a box of Ludo he had bought from the system store out of boredom, “How about we play this?”

After a simple explanation of the rules, Bai Li curiously threw the dice and quickly started playing happily. Jiang Huai never liked brain-consuming intellectual activities, so he was also quite interested in Ludo. Only Luo Qingyu’s eyes showed a hint of boredom, but she hid it well, shifting her body closer to Jiang Huai, sticking to his side. Then, no matter how boring it was, it didn’t matter anymore.

“What were you whispering about with mother just now, Brother Jiang Huai?”

“It’s nothing much. Your mother was asking about my marriage plans, and I told her it’s set for your twentieth birthday,” Jiang Huai casually replied.

Luo Qingyu tossed the dice, watching them spin before suddenly turning her head and softly saying.

“If Brother Jiang Huai wishes to postpone the wedding... it’s also fine by me.”

“Shall we set it for when Qingyu turns twenty-two?”

Luo Qingyu’s eyes instantly filled with a deep, grievous look, but she suddenly realized that Jiang Huai was staring at her intently, his eyes brimming with amusement, and so that touch of sorrow couldn’t be reined in.

“Brother Jiang Huai is bullying me...”

Luo Qingyu wrapped her arms around his and began to act coquettishly, her chest nearly squishing into a pancake. Jiang Huai laughed helplessly.

“Just kidding, let’s keep it at twenty.”

“Actually, twenty-one is also fine...” Luo Qingyu muttered under her breath.

“Really?”

“Really.”

“Really, really fine?” Jiang Huai stared at Luo Qingyu.

Luo Qingyu shifted her gaze away guiltily, and after a second or two, she finally murmured softly.

“Not true... Qingyu doesn’t want to wait until twenty-one to get married.”

“That’s what I’m saying. Sometimes it’s okay to tell me your true feelings. I won’t get angry,” Jiang Huai said as he reached out and gently pinched Luo Qingyu’s face.

“Qingyu knows she was wrong...”

Luo Qingyu whispered very softly, then leaned her cheek close to Jiang Huai’s ear, her lips barely moving.

“Tonight... Brother Jiang Huai, please punish Qingyu properly?”

“You, huh.” Jiang Huai turned his head, drew closer, and suddenly kissed her lightly on the lips.

Luo Qingyu was taken aback, her cheeks almost instantly flushed with a rosy hue.

Jiang Huai gazed at her blushing face.

The previous claim of indifference was false, a strategic retreat.

But the current blush was genuine.

There was still more than a year until Luo Qingyu turned twenty, and Jiang Huai was in no rush. He believed that in this year, they would come to be honest with each other. He would gradually see the real Luo Qingyu and would also try to teach her... that there was no need to put on an act because he liked her.

“Why did you suddenly... kiss me?”

“It’s a reward.”

“A reward... for what?”

“For Qingyu telling the truth.”

“What... Qingyu rarely lies...”

Luo Qingyu seemed to suddenly realize something, but as she tried to ponder the meaning of Jiang Huai’s words, he drew close again, his fingertips gently lifting her chin, and his lips once more kissed hers. This time, it wasn’t a brief peck. Luo Qingyu’s heartbeat quickened, and her mind lost the ability to think.

When their lips parted, a hint of glistening moisture lingered on the corners of Luo Qingyu’s mouth. Jiang Huai was about to reach for a handkerchief to wipe it clean, but she had already licked her lips clean with her tongue.

She leaned limply against Jiang Huai, saying nothing more.