Chapter 162: A Detailed Discussion of Tactile Sensations
“To Young Master Chen,” the letter began. “It has been over half a year since we last met. Luo Luo, Miss Qingying, and I are all well. Ye Ling’er’s health has also improved, though she remains quiet. Ye Huang has not returned since he left for the Wu Xuan Cave six months ago. This delay is concerning, and Ling’er’s condition remains precarious as long as the poison isn’t cured. I implore you to consider a trip to the Wu Xuan Cave. I am willing to accompany you to investigate and resolve this matter. If you’re interested, please come to Yanxia Province to discuss this further. I await your arrival.”
Chen Yin pondered the letter.
…Although Nan Xiaoxiang’s words made sense, he couldn’t quite trust her motives.
Was she truly going to the Wu Xuan Cave for Ye Ling’er’s sake?
But delaying Ye Huang and Ling’er’s matter wasn’t a good idea either.
If Master was right about the impending crisis, he needed to resolve these minor issues before it arrived.
Ye Huang’s situation. And Shen Li.
…That group had gone completely silent since he had killed several of their members.
For six months, he hadn’t received any news about them.
Perhaps they were afraid to act while he was on Mount Yu. Or maybe they were waiting for the right opportunity.
Either way, staying on the mountain wouldn’t give him any answers.
And being cooped up cultivating might not lead to a breakthrough. Perhaps traveling the world would provide the necessary insights.
After much deliberation, Chen Yin decided to go to Yanxia Province.
Even if that woman had some ulterior motive, he could at least visit Luo Luo and Qingying.
But how was he going to tell Xiang’er? That was the problem.
That little vinegar jar would definitely throw a tantrum if she heard he was leaving again.
Lost in thought, Chen Yin didn’t notice the sun setting.
In the evening, as Xiang’er returned from her cultivation, a delicious aroma wafted from the kitchen.
“Wow, what smells so good?”
She entered the room and was surprised to see a table laden with food.
Kung Pao Chicken, stir-fried pork with peppers, teriyaki chicken, mapo tofu… a feast fit for a king, and two jars of fruit wine beside them.
Yu Xiang wondered if they were expecting guests.
Then, Chen Yin’s arms wrapped around her from behind, his voice soft.
“Little glutton~ Look what I prepared for you~”
“This… why is it so extravagant today?” Xiang’er asked hesitantly. “There’s too much food for just the two of us.”
“I just wanted to spoil you, Xiang’er.”
Chen Yin grinned and pushed her gently towards the table, then started piling food onto her plate.
“Come, come, try this, it’s Senior Brother’s specialty…”
Xiang’er took a few bites, but something felt off. She put down her chopsticks and looked at him suspiciously.
“Be honest, what are you hiding from me?”
“Nothing, I just wanted to reward my hardworking Xiang’er.”
Xiang’er pouted and glared at him playfully.
Chen Yin hesitated for a moment, then chuckled awkwardly.
“Well… there’s a small matter I need to take care of. I have to leave the mountain for a bit…”
Xiang’er stared at him intently.
Chen Yin was a little nervous. If she got jealous and forbade him from leaving, he would be in a difficult position.
But to his surprise, Xiang’er simply said, “Be back soon, and stay safe.”
“Huh?”
Chen Yin was taken aback. “Why aren’t you jealous today?”
“Would you stay even if I was?” she countered.
Chen Yin was speechless.
“Since you’re going anyway, why should I stop you and make you unhappy?”
Xiang’er picked up her chopsticks. “I’m not that unreasonable.”
“As long as you don’t replace me, I won’t hate them.”
Chen Yin held his chopsticks, but he didn’t eat.
“…Are you mad at me, Xiang’er?”
“No.” She blinked. “I was just wondering… are they pretty?”
“Well… yes, they are.”
“Prettier than me?”
“…”
Chen Yin didn’t know how to answer this loaded question. After a long hesitation, he finally said, “They’re pretty in different ways.”
“But I haven’t even met them yet.”
Xiang’er said softly, “Invite them to Mount Yu sometime. I’ll personally cook a feast for them.”
Chen Yin couldn’t help but glance at her.
…Was this a declaration of her position as the main wife?
Was Xiang’er already thinking so far ahead?
Although her tone was light and casual, he still sensed a hint of sadness in her eyes.
“Are you sure you won’t be sad, Xiang’er?”
“I will.” She looked at him with clear eyes. “But I want Senior Brother to be happy.”
“I don’t need to be your whole world. It’s enough that you’re mine.”
“I’ll learn a few more dishes while you’re gone. I’ll cook them for you when you get back.” She smiled faintly.
Chen Yin leaned down and kissed her forehead softly.
…Xiang’er wasn’t as fragile as he had imagined.
Her jealousy was just a way to get his attention, not a true tantrum.
“Let’s eat. I can’t finish all this food by myself.”
“You have to finish everything before you can leave.” Xiang’er said with a smile.
Chen Yin immediately started eating, devouring the food with gusto.
Ever since his near-death experience, his appetite had become insatiable.
Xiang’er, as usual, sat beside him, watching him eat with a smile.
“By the way, are they… well-endowed?”
Chen Yin looked at her, his cheeks bulging with food.
“Did you…” Xiang’er blushed slightly. “Did you… do that with them…?”
Chen Yin’s lips twitched nervously.
“Well, no, not really.”
“I see.” Xiang’er seemed relieved, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly.
“Then… Xiang’er’s body is the most comfortable, right?”
Chen Yin: “…?”
Did I just hear something strange?
“I-I’m quite confident in my figure.”
Xiang’er lowered her head shyly and whispered, “I don’t think they could be better than me, right?”
Chen Yin thought about it seriously.
Luo Luo was still a child, so there was no comparison.
But Qingying’s figure was undeniably top-tier.
Tall and slender, with long, shapely legs that could make any man’s head turn, her curves were accentuated by tight-fitting clothes.
As for Nan Xiaoxiang, although her beauty was breathtaking, her figure was just average…
Wait, why was he even thinking about her?
He shook his head, dispelling those inappropriate thoughts, and ruffled Xiang’er’s hair. “Don’t worry.”
“Our Xiang’er is the most beautiful. There’s no need to compare yourself to others.”
“That’s good…”
Xiang’er seemed relieved, her gaze lingering on her own chest.
After a moment, she puffed out her chest and patted her cheeks.
“Still room for improvement. I have to work harder!”
Girls are so harsh on themselves when it comes to their figures. Chen Yin couldn’t help but marvel.
Not just Xiang’er, but Senior Sister as well.
He had often seen Shen Shuanglian sneaking in some exercise amidst her busy schedule.
And whenever he caught her, she would blush and try to hide it.
In the end, he would always end up carrying her to bed, “inspecting” the results of her training.
She was indeed well-maintained, her body soft and supple.
“Xiang’er, your figure is already perfect. There’s no need to be so hard on yourself.”
“No way!” She pouted. “If I slack off, my figure will get worse. My legs will get thicker, I’ll get a belly, my skin will get rough, and my breasts will sag…”
As she spoke, she suddenly panicked and grabbed her head. “Ah! No! I have to do more exercises tomorrow! I can’t let myself become ugly!”
“…Why are you so obsessed with this?”
Chen Yin was speechless. He couldn’t understand a girl’s mind.
“If I become ugly, Senior Brother will dislike me…”
Xiang’er’s eyes filled with tears, as if she was about to cry.
“That won’t happen! Do I look like such a shallow person?”
“No, it’s not okay!”
She said stubbornly, “Every girl wants to be the most beautiful in the eyes of the person they love.”
…At least, she didn’t want to lose to other women. She didn’t say that out loud.
But she had made up her mind.
Chen Yin felt a mixture of emotions. Touched, amused, and slightly exasperated.
He quickly finished his meal, then looked up at her seriously.
“Speaking of exercise, I know a way to make Xiang’er’s breasts even bigger.”
“Eh? Really?”
“Of course. I have a secret technique. Guaranteed to work.”
Xiang’er blushed. She knew he was up to no good.
“Bad Senior Brother… they can’t get any bigger. It’ll be hard to find clothes that fit…” She fidgeted with her fingers.
“And… didn’t Senior Brother say…”
“That Xiang’er’s… feel very good…”
She unconsciously touched her chest, as if trying to draw his attention.
Her ample bosom rose and fell with each breath, a sight that was hard for Chen Yin to ignore.
And with her flushed cheeks and shy, expectant gaze…
Chen Yin took a deep breath.
He couldn’t resist.
“That won’t do.”
“Senior Brother has a bad memory. I’ve already forgotten how they feel.”
He lifted her into his arms and carried her towards the bedroom.
“Tonight, you’ll have to remind me.”
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