After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master-Chapter 165 - Peeking

Chapter 165: Peeking

Jiang Huai realized he was increasingly unable to understand Luo Yueguan’s gaze.

At this moment, Luo Yueguan’s soft, fragrant buttocks were sitting on his back, not giving him any chance to turn over. When he looked back at Luo Yueguan’s eyes, even though he had already agreed to Luo Yueguan’s request, her eyes seemed to hold a hint of loss.

“Aren’t you getting up?” Jiang Huai asked softly.

“I won’t get up... I’ll crush you to death,” Luo Yueguan said, lifting her buttocks slightly and sitting down again.

This childish act left Jiang Huai at a loss for words, and he just stared straight at Luo Yueguan. After a while, Luo Yueguan finally turned to the side.

Jiang Huai estimated the time and looked at Luo Yueguan,

“Haven’t you received a reply from my master yet?”

“Not yet.”

“Didn’t you say it would take about three hours?”

“There’s always some variation. Just wait a little longer. I sent that divine thought to Guangxue Mountain. If your master isn’t at Guangxue Mountain, it’s normal not to receive it. Anyway, we’ll be back at Tianxuan Sect in no more than five days. There’s nothing to worry about.”

Jiang Huai nodded slightly, and it seemed he could only wait quietly. He got up from the bed and walked outside the room. Luo Yueguan, sitting on the bed, gently grabbed the sheets,

“Where are you going?”

“It’s getting dark. I’ll open another room with Wanwan Junior Sister.”

As Jiang Huai said this, he winked at Wen Wanwan, who obediently followed him out the door.

...

Deep into the night.

Luo Yueguan tossed and turned in bed for a long time but couldn’t fall asleep.

Jiang Huai and Wen Wanwan’s room was next door. The guest rooms of Ziyun Pavilion naturally had their own soundproofing spiritual formations, so even if the two made any noise next door, it wouldn’t be heard by others. Luo Yueguan thought it was better not to hear anything, to avoid the annoyance of noise, but the room became so quiet, so quiet, that she couldn’t help but count her heartbeats over and over again.

She didn’t know what was wrong with her.

Perhaps from the moment she saw Jiang Huai, her heartbeat became restless. She couldn’t explain the source of this unease. At some point, she could no longer play the dignified and elegant Luo Yueguan in front of Jiang Huai.

Her heart had been silent for so long, so long, always barren, not a blade of grass growing. But now it seemed as if spring had quietly arrived, and she was searching the barren land for a few small flowers hidden in the cracks of the rocks to show him.

She couldn’t help but be curious about what Jiang Huai and Wen Wanwan were doing. She could guess, but when the images surfaced in her mind, her heart felt an indescribable taste, as if a kitten’s claws were constantly scratching, that curiosity made her want to send out a wisp of divine consciousness to peek at the scene in the next room... Ziyun Pavilion’s spiritual formation could block the voices and prying eyes of seventh realm cultivators, but it couldn’t stop her, an eighth realm cultivator.

A wisp of divine consciousness quietly emerged, trembling cautiously like the antennae of a snail, passing through the walls beyond the formations that blocked everything. She saw the scene in the next room: a girl in white silk pantyhose leaning against the wooden pillar of the room, her delicate hands gently embracing the pillar, her waist sinking slightly, her butt shamelessly tilted up, her whole body’s skin faintly blushing pink.

Although she had expected it, Luo Yueguan’s body couldn’t help but tremble violently, and almost instantly, she wanted to retract her divine consciousness. But for some unclear reason, that wisp of divine consciousness remained in the room, quietly observing everything.

She sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at the small clothes wrapped around her body, her tightly closed legs rubbing together slightly.

...

The next morning.

Jiang Huai woke up very early while Wen Wanwan was still sleeping. Although she tried hard to get up, her body really couldn’t muster any strength. Jiang Huai gently pinched her cheek, “Sleep a little longer, it’s fine. I’ll go pick up Qingyu and Bai Li with Luo Yueguan.”

“No... I should... get up...”

Wen Wanwan struggled to sit up, and Jiang Huai smiled helplessly, “Really, it’s okay. Just rest well.”

Seeing Jiang Huai’s gentle eyes, Wen Wanwan seemed to relax a bit more. She obediently lay back down, clutching the quilt lightly, “Then, then Wanwan will sleep a little longer.” frёewebnoѵēl.com

“Mm-hmm, sleep,” Jiang Huai said as he dressed, leaning in to kiss her forehead gently, then got up and went to the room next door, knocking lightly on the door.

The door was opened by Luo Yueguan with a sliver of spiritual energy. Jiang Huai pushed the door open quickly and closed it behind him. His eyes fell on the bed, and he was slightly startled for a moment.

Because Luo Yueguan was lying on her side on the bed, the quilt not fully covering her body, revealing large patches of snow-white, smooth skin. Her clothes were messily placed at the edge of the bed, and even her undergarments were on the headboard cabinet. Jiang Huai saw her creamy leg extending from under the quilt, and she seemed a bit tired, her eyes half-closed.

“Didn’t sleep well last night?”

Jiang Huai casually asked, and Luo Yueguan’s voice was languid, “Took a long time to fall asleep.”

“Insomnia? Because of inner demons?”

As he asked, Jiang Huai shifted his gaze elsewhere, no longer looking at Luo Yueguan on the bed. Luo Yueguan sat up, and the quilt slid off her, exposing her porcelain skin to the bright light. She even stretched and yawned, and Jiang Huai didn’t dare to turn his head, but the scene was already quite awkward.

The mother-in-law was not wearing a stitch, just waking from a deep sleep, and the son-in-law was sitting by her side. Although he had already looked away, if he hadn’t pinched his thigh just now, his eyes might have naturally wandered over to her.

Luo Yueguan began to put on her intimate clothing, but after a moment, she suddenly laughed lightly, “It’s not that, just that my body was unbearably hot, and I had to fiddle with my fingertips for a while.”

Her eyes looked at Jiang Huai’s profile, and his face seemed to show a bit of blushing. He pretended to be composed, “You don’t have to tell me these things.”

“It was you who asked, so I told you.”

Jiang Huai was momentarily unable to retort, wanting to glare at Luo Yueguan, but he didn’t dare to turn his head. Luo Yueguan sat on the bed, laughing so hard she shook, put on a light purple dress, and sat at the edge of the bed. She took out two different skirts from her storage ring and looked at Jiang Huai, “Help Aunt Luo see which one looks better?”

Jiang Huai slowly turned his head.

Luo Yueguan had already put on her intimate clothes, covering her chest and waist, hiding her skin. Jiang Huai hesitated for a moment, then chose the light purple, elegant skirt for her. Luo Yueguan naturally sat up and put it on. After putting on the skirt, she went to the dressing mirror, gave Jiang Huai a charming look back,

“I heard from Qingyu that you can braid hair.”

Jiang Huai stood up and went behind her, picking up a wooden comb to comb Luo Yueguan’s hair. Her hair was already smooth and soft, and it didn’t matter whether it was combed or not. Jiang Huai carefully braided her hair and inserted a wooden hairpin. Luo Yueguan looked at herself in the mirror,

“I like this hairpin.”

“I’ll give it to you then,” Jiang Huai said casually, as it was just something he had casually bought from the system store.

“Where’s your Junior Sister Wen Wanwan?”

“She stayed up too late last night. When she woke up, I told her to get some more sleep,” Jiang Huai casually replied.

Luo Yueguan was just asking for the sake of it.

Last night, her spirit had almost spied for nearly two hours, witnessing Wen Wanwan’s body being played with until she was too weak to muster any strength. At that time, Luo Yueguan’s body was also trembling occasionally, her drool nearly soaking the bedsheets.

“You really should learn some restraint,” Luo Yueguan chided with a glance.

Jiang Huai scratched his head, unable to refute Luo Yueguan’s words. Although Wen Wanwan seemed to have a hidden succubus trait, it appeared he was the one who was greedy and lacked restraint. Holding Wen Wanwan’s soft and fragrant body, he always wanted to be even closer to her.

Wen Wanwan never refused, always obediently accommodating, even often tempting him with all kinds of play he liked... She was willing to try everything with Jiang Huai, so Jiang Huai Jr. was easily wrapped around her finger, and they often stayed up very late into the night together.

Luo Yueguan and Jiang Huai walked out of the room together, with Jiang Huai standing beside Luo Yueguan, who had already switched to her public demeanor—graceful and composed, her slender waist standing firm.

Below Ziyun Pavilion, not far from the grassy area in front, a group of elders was already waiting.

Not many cultivators could enter the Immortal Spirit Secret Realm, with only about a dozen slots available per region. Luo Yueguan had secured two spots for Luo Qingyu and Bai Li. In total, there were only about forty cultivators entering the Immortal Spirit Secret Realm this time. Among these forty, some might become the new Seventh or Eighth Realm in a few hundred years.

Luo Yueguan and Jiang Huai stood still, quietly waiting for the Immortal Spirit Secret Realm to open. After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the heavens and earth showed signs of change, the space in front began to distort, and a vortex appeared. A group of cultivators was gradually expelled from it, and Jiang Huai curiously watched them—most of their cultivation levels were around the Divine Transformation stage.

The Immortal Spirit Secret Realm contained a vast amount of spiritual energy, and the flow of time was more than ten times slower than the outside world. With countless opportunities, it could be called the most abundant treasure trove of the Eastern Region. These cultivators had their fortunes, so stepping into the Divine Transformation stage was not surprising.

Before long, Jiang Huai saw Luo Qingyu. She was dressed in a black gown, untainted by dust, her hair neatly arranged. Her figure seemed to have grown taller than half a month ago, shedding some of her youthful greenness and looking more like Luo Yueguan now.

Jiang Huai also quickly spotted Bai Li. Bai Li was still wearing that black cheongsam, her petite and cute figure contrasted by the huge dark sword floating behind her, nearly as tall as she was.

Seeing that both were unharmed, Jiang Huai breathed a sigh of relief. Luo Qingyu soon spotted Luo Yueguan and Jiang Huai in the crowd and ran over to them. Jiang Huai opened his arms, and in the next instant, Luo Qingyu’s soft body crashed into his embrace.