"Fairy..." the scholar gently uttered the words.

The fox spirit laughed more brilliantly, "Ah, today I really struck gold! This island is full of peach blossoms, naturally, it’s Peach Blossom Island, and I’m the owner here."

"Hello!" The scholar nodded gently to her, "I happen to be passing through here, on my way to the capital for the exams. May I stay for one night?"

"Of course you may. Sister loves eating scholars like you, who are so gentle and refined." The fox spirit’s eyes and brows were filled with charm.

"Eat?" The scholar widened his eyes in fright and took a step back.

"You heard wrong. Sister loves taking care of scholars like you, who are so gentle and refined." She covered her mouth with a laugh, full of endless allure.

The scholar properly bowed his head, "Thank you, fairy sister!"

"It’s truly a delight!" She took a breath from the air; she needed to absorb some yang energy.

"May I ask fairy sister, where will I be staying?" The scholar looked around.

She pointed to the ground.

"It’s still chilly in spring, with biting cold winds. Sleeping on the ground will make me sick, and then I won’t be able to make it to the capital for the exams." The scholar slowly shook his head.

The fox spirit merely laughed joyfully, her laugh jingling like silver bells, echoing around.

"I meant, you start a fire here first, to dry your clothes." She gathered some firewood.

As the fire was lit, night had fallen.

Only the stars in the sky were exceptionally bright, and the fire also burned particularly brightly.

"Sit a bit closer!" She looked at him.

The scholar moved closer to the fire, almost burning his eyebrows in the process.

"Pfft..." she laughed again, "Silly, I meant come closer to me, not the fire."

"Being close to the fire helps dry my clothes." He said this with a pure expression.

His eyes, clear as a lake, could drown someone with just one glance.

"Come closer to me; take off your clothes and let me help you dry them!" She smiled, lively and enchanting.

"No!" The scholar shook his head, "Men and women should not touch each other! I’d rather dry them wearing them."

Mu Anhan rested her chin in her hand, tilted her head, and gazed at him.

Look, no one is a natural actor, but when performing, it’s quite worth looking forward to!

She moved a bit closer to him.

"Fairy sister..."

He dared not look at her and moved closer to the fire again.

"Bookworm, do I look good?" She was beautiful, but not seductive, like morning dew, sparkling.

The scholar listened, glanced at the woman near him; she wore no makeup, naturally beautiful, yet exuded endless charm.

"Fairy sister looks so good..." He was truly and utterly mesmerized.

Gu Xiaozhan also thought, if he weren’t the invincible big shot, just a humble scholar, he would still be entranced by her upon meeting.

"Do you like sister?" She laughed, innocent and pure.

"Like." He answered involuntarily.

Their eyes met, even with different identities, the feelings remained the same.

Amidst the starry sky, his eyes held only her.

And hers did too.

Seeing he wasn’t taking the initiative, she let this "fox spirit" exert her magic.

Her soft, boneless hand reached onto his leg, "Do you want to truly feel sister with your hands?"

Before the young scholar’s hand could touch her face, it first encountered her tail behind her, frightening him into a stumble, falling to the ground.