Read Novel Full Chapter 1360: Chapter 87: The Cottage (3)
Chapter 1360: Chapter 87: The Cottage (3)
The temperature of the water in the bath seems not to have decreased over time… The room is filled with mist due to the unknown constant temperature design, gradually becoming more dense.
It feels like stepping into a place shrouded in fog, with only vague shadows seen sticking together at the edge of the bath… Occasionally, strange moaning and gasping sounds are heard.
“Sister Long… My body feels so strange… just like last time…”
It’s like the sensation of drinking a certain lemon tea — once you take a sip, you can’t help but keep sipping, continuously feeling refreshed — and right now, the true dragon of China is in such a state.
At first, the hands were only meant to administer a slight reprisal, but unknowingly they couldn’t stop… The hands seemed out of control, the usage of secret technique becoming increasingly skillful.
It simply couldn’t stop, couldn’t resist…
The feeling of teasing this little butterfly monster was incredibly exquisite.
“Mmm…” The little butterfly monster was already slumped at the edge of the pool, her body weak, her small mouth slightly open, “Sister Long…”
At the same time, two thin, rainbow-colored butterfly wings behind her, in water, were like flower buds, waiting to blossom… gradually spreading.
Long Xiruo found another reason for not stopping, “Oh? It turns out you don’t necessarily have to wait for your own heat cycle, manual activation is possible too? It seems necessary to research this thoroughly.”
But this mysterious powder, even if she wasn’t paying attention, could easily affect her… When the butterfly wings of the little butterfly monster were still in the water, not yet bloomed, powder was already secreted, merging into the water… The true dragon of China soaking in the bath was completely relaxed.
A slight amount of undissolved powder was attached to the true dragon’s skin through the agitation of the water, slowly seeping in — yet such small amounts of element couldn’t be detected by the true dragon.
The attention of the true dragon was mostly focused on the gradually opening colorful wings, subconsciously moving more deliberately, attempting to explore more forbidden areas that would make the buds bloom.
While observing the degree of wing blooming, Long Xiruo suddenly surrounded the little butterfly monster’s body from behind with her arms.
The more sensitive areas, upon touching, increased the speed of powder generation… The wings were not completely unfolded, resembling maple leaves after being touched by frost, looking quite dispirited.
Luo Pianqian’s breathing unknowingly quickened, the whole body lying in the embrace of the true dragon, feeling both ashamed and with inexplicable taste towards the hands of Sister Long committing mischief on her body, gradually slipping into a strange consciousness.
Under warm water, she instinctively tightened her legs… Between the insides of her thighs seemed discomforted, thus continuously rubbing each other, creating small waves in the pool through movement, rendering the water turbid.
“Is it… is it enough, Sister Long… I…” She lifted her head, eyelashes drenched in the humid and warm bathroom, seemingly holding tiny, transparent crystal flakes.
Even her gaze was filled with the water vapor of the place.
“Not enough yet.” Long Xiruo chuckled lightly, while observing the wings’ changes, her lips began to hover near the little butterfly monster’s ear, “I forgot to observe clearly last time, this time witnessing more circumstances… I’m starting to become interested in your unusual change. Really wondering what that girl fed you to make you become like this.”
Only the secret technique of the true dragon, it seemed to have reached an extreme… Though the wings were blooming, they hadn’t achieved perfection. The mysterious powder had been produced yet not in the amount as abundant as the little butterfly monster’s last autonomous heat cycle… The color appeared quite unsatisfactory.
Could it be due to insufficient stimulation?
Long Xiruo pondered for a moment, then directly grabbed the weak arm of the little butterfly monster, whispering, “Next, you try it yourself… Like the method I just used.”
“No… don’t…”
Remaining rationality resisted such proposal which made her heart unknowingly race suddenly upon hearing… Yet her arm couldn’t muster any strength; though verbally objecting, ultimately under the guidance of the true dragon of China, she started to instinctively caress her own body.
The wings that hadn’t fully bloomed for a long time, seemed due to this stimulation, opened a little further.
Long Xiruo paid attention to the changes of these butterfly wings, suddenly reminded of many, many years ago, living in Xuanyuan Palace, waking up at midnight, watching the blooming of night flowers… Her hands suddenly paused.
“It seems someone’s intruded into my inner border!”
The eyes of the true dragon of China suddenly revealed a trace of cold indulgence, and in no time, leapt out of the bath pool… Clothes were a waste of time, she grabbed a towel and wrapped it around directly.
The little butterfly monster suddenly awakened… She fluttered her wings on her back, troubled, and a bit of powder dropped into the bath pool… Without paying attention, she watched Long Xiruo rush out of the bathroom, quickly wrapped herself in a towel, grabbed the two pieces of clothing placed by the pool, and flew out hurriedly flapping her wings.
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In the corridor, the maid holding a bouquet walked alongside Boss Luo, arriving at the door of the living room.
Boss Luo thought for a moment, then casually wiped off the attire from his body, restored to his original appearance… It’s not about what’s too formal, but maintaining dignity among acquaintances is a form of politeness.
With such thoughts, Boss Luo upon restoration to his original appearance, whispered softly to the maid, “Next time wanting to disguise, you’ll have to use the promised card.”
She was reluctant to use such precious things just like that, she mentioned wanting to collect them one by one.
Luo Qiu pushed open the door to the living room, and the magical barrier set up there immediately stopped him and his maid in their tracks. Luo Qiu wasn’t in the habit of barging in uninvited, but when he saw Fafnir, bound within the barrier, and also Teresa, he walked straight into it.
Without breaking it, he simply stepped inside.
Although he didn’t know why the Golden Dragon was tied up here, he guessed it must be related to the blonde young man they encountered in the forest… and probably involved the true dragon of Godly Land as well.
“Miss Teresa seems to have been drained of blood.” The maid, however, seemed more concerned about Teresa beside her—of course, her concern was relative to the Golden Dragon.
Between these two unconscious individuals, the maid made a choice without hesitation, abandoning the Golden Dragon—nothing more.
“Bloodsucking,” Luo Qiu pondered aloud. “Could this have happened after we left?”
“Most likely.”
After inspecting the wound on Teresa’s neck, the maid said, “It could be the doing of some vampire from the Farm… but it’s not definite yet. It might even be that vampire who calls himself Norman, possibly. Naturally, Miss Long might also know something.”
Luo Qiu waved his hand and said, “It’s quite impolite to disturb women while they’re bathing… let’s just wait here.”
The maid whispered, “In that case, I’ll find a vase to arrange these flowers.”
Luo Qiu nodded—after the maid walked away, he instinctively reached out, wanting to touch the wound on Teresa’s neck… but when his fingers almost touched it, he pulled back again.
He looked at his own palm, then shook his head, feeling that sometimes, habits can be more terrifying once they’ve formed… Boss Luo turned around promptly and said to the maid who hadn’t gone far, “We should prepare some tea, right?”
“Of course.” The maid nodded and then headed towards the kitchen.
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Rushing all the way, Long Xiruo slipped to the front of the living room door and suddenly stopped… a sudden unexplained unease made her hesitate for a moment.
She furrowed her brows but eventually pushed the living room door open directly.
Inside the living room, since both the Golden Dragon and Teresa were lying on separate sofas, Boss Luo chose to stand and admire the paintings in the room.
The one who opened the door was not the maid, but the true dragon of Godly Land wrapped in a bath towel with damp hair… this appearance indeed surprised Boss Luo.
Long Xiruo stood frozen in place… unable to come up with any reactions she could make.
“We meet again, Miss Long.” Boss Luo greeted proactively, “I originally intended not to disturb you… but it seems I did after all.”
“What?” The true dragon of Godly Land was stunned and only then realized that the current situation was somewhat unfavorable—she had never anticipated meeting under such conditions.
Wait a minute, when did this merchant come in—doesn’t that mean everything that happened in the bathroom was…?
Thinking of this dreadful possibility, the true dragon of Godly Land just wanted to crawl into a hole… why does this merchant always catch her in her worst moments?
“No… don’t get any weird ideas!!” Long Xiruo, slightly angry, said, “You peeping Tom! Pervert! Damned merchant… you, what are you doing here!”
“I think… at least, for this house, I should be the earlier visitor.” Luo Qiu smiled lightly, “Miss Long seems very wary of me… if it’s because of what happened last time, then I apologize to you once more.”
“Apologize?” Unprompted, the true dragon of Godly Land was able to restrain herself, but once mentioned, the shame level spiked, making her sneer directly: “A fight is a fight… do you think an apology can just clear it away?”
“Then how about I owe you a favor,” Luo Qiu suggested thoughtfully, “As long as it’s a request within the principles of the transaction, I’ll agree to it. Of course, I’ll consider the specific request.”
Long Xiruo sneered, “Is it valued according to the price that Su Zijun gave you last time… I knew you’re not this kind-hearted, cunning merchant!”
“If Miss Long considers it a very unpleasant memory, I can also erase it for you,” Boss Luo offered a compromise.
“If anything needs erasing, you should erase it yourself!” The true dragon’s voice shot up as she struggled to contain her anger.
Boss Luo, however, said, “That might be difficult because for me… it’s a memory worth preserving… I think I won’t forget Miss Long’s appearance at that time, a crying woman is actually beautiful… if I really forgot, it would become a regret for me.”
“You you you… you’re spouting nonsense!!!”
The true dragon of Godly Land suddenly felt her mind go a little fuzzy. She held her forehead, rubbed it, and steadied herself, “Let’s not talk about this… you still haven’t told me what you’re doing here!”
“I came because I received a request, so I entered,” Boss Luo smiled, “However, I’m unable to divulge the specifics of the request.”
“Hmph, I’m not interested in knowing anyway.” Long Xiruo snorted lightly.
“Sister Long!!”
At this moment, from the end of the corridor, the little butterfly monster with open butterfly wings hurriedly flew over… Long Xiruo turned her head to look, then glanced at Luo Qiu in the living room, then observed the little butterfly monster’s current form… and also took note of her own appearance, feeling somewhat flustered.
“Wait! Don’t come over!! Stop!”
“Eh?”
Originally, she could have stopped—although possessing demonic power akin to an advanced monster, the little butterfly monster was still a fledgling in the demon world. Upon hearing the words, she was stunned… and when she came back to her senses, she couldn’t stop, colliding directly into Long Xiruo.
The true dragon of China reacted swiftly, waving her hand, halting the reckless butterfly monster… and slapping her down.
Whew—!
At long last, Luo Pianqian was kept out of that merchant’s sight, stopping in the corridor.
Who knows if that merchant would go beastly seeing Luo Pianqian’s alluring appearance… This merchant has always shown quite the interest in Luo Pianqian’s bosom,
Finally stopping Luo Pianqian… Feeling a breath of relief, the true dragon of China subconsciously wiped her forehead, but with such big actions, the overloose bath towel slipped from her chest.
She only felt a sudden looseness in her chest, instinctively looking down, and within a fraction of a second, the towel had already slipped entirely to her abdomen.
Time seemed to slow down, everything entering a slow state—as if her mind was operating at high speed, making everything appear incredibly slow before her eyes.
Watching the towel fall bit by bit, the true dragon first opened her mouth slightly, followed by a surge of cold invading her entire body, causing her to shiver. She instinctively reached out to grab the falling towel, while her peripheral vision scanned the living room quickly.
That damned merchant blinked his eyes… clearly having seen everything.
An eruption of emotions—be it shame or annoyance—like a volcano in her heart, and even she couldn’t predict what she would do the next moment, Boss Luo quickly waved his hand.
In the end, the bath towel fell entirely, piling onto the ground, while the true dragon of China was instantly dressed in a black-and-white… maid outfit.
“Wow! Sister Long, you look great in this outfit!” The little butterfly monster sat on the ground, looked up and exclaimed.
The true dragon of China stared blankly at this outfit on her, a surge of heat on her face, but her expression was livid, “Merchant… how many times are you going to humiliate me!!!!”
Seeing this, Boss Luo had no choice but to snap his fingers, and the black and white maid outfit automatically dispersed, replaced by a simple attire… a white shirt paired with jeans.
“Sorry, given the rush, my first response was…” Boss Luo shook his head, “Rest assured, I can make myself forget this moment.”
The finally erupting true dragon of China yelled, her body bursting with the power of a true dragon, vast forces instantly crushing the doorframe, walls, and corridor, she lowered her head, stepping into the living room, her long hair fluttering wildly, “To forget just like… what difference is it from freeloading!! What do you take me for… merchant! Have the guts to turn me into a kid again!! Come on!!!”
The state of the true dragon in front seemed a bit odd… Watching her approach him, her fist, filled with the power of a true dragon, aimed straight at his chest… Boss Luo frowned.
Before she could strike him, he used his power… grabbing her wrist first, whispering, “The Long Miss I know is very gentle… is that better.”
A faint pink mist escaped the surface of the true dragon… only a very faint trace, instantly disappearing into the air.
Long Xiruo, who had returned to her senses, looked at her captured wrist, meeting the merchant… Luo Qiu’s clear gaze, bewildered, suddenly exerted force to fling away Boss Luo’s hand.
“Just take what I said before as unsaid.” Long Xiruo suddenly became expressionless, “Nothing happened.”
“As long as you’re okay.” Luo Qiu nodded.
“Didn’t you say earlier that you would agree to my demands?” She lowered her head, suddenly asking.
Luo Qiu seriously replied, “Are you making it now.”
Long Xiruo lifted her head, staring into Luo Qiu’s eyes, opened her mouth and then coldly snorted, “…Wishful thinking! This demand, once I’ve thought it through, will definitely bleed you dry, just wait!”
“Then… please go easy on me.” Boss Luo nodded with a smile.
“Humph.”
The true dragon lightly hummed and strode out of the living room, pulling up the small butterfly monster who was peeking out from the corridor.
“Sister Long, where are we going, I haven’t even greeted the boss!”
“To change clothes! Didn’t say you couldn’t greet him!” Long Xiruo mumbled, “Do you really want him to see you completely!”
The little butterfly monster thought for a moment, “But… when I first broke out of my cocoon, the boss already saw.”
“Such a sinful beast indeed…” The true dragon face turned briefly, pondering sending her back immediately was impossible…
Mumbling as such, they went into an empty room to change clothes.
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When the maid returned with a tea tray, Boss Luo was standing quietly looking at his hand, unmoving.
“Master, just now… Master”
Luo Qiu still gazed at his hand, slowly said, “You Ye, I lost… I couldn’t hold back.”
Only to see Luo Qiu slowly raise his hand, clutching his face, his gaze vaguely chaotic, “When I see her, I really feel the impulse to immediately seize this radiant soul…”
The sound of porcelain shattering suddenly rang out.
A gentle force collided directly into Luo Qiu’s embrace, the maid already clasping onto Luo Qiu’s figure.
“Please don’t… transform into the previous owner, Master.”
She raised her head, revealing an unprecedentedly flustered expression.
Hearing this, Luo Qiu relaxed his tightly clasped fingers slightly… He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then calmly exhaled.
“Seems, I’ve been pushing myself too hard…” Luo Qiu, reopening his eyes, returned to tranquility, “I’ve made you worry… it’s alright now.”
“Really.” For the first time, she lacked her usual confidence.
“As long as, you are always by my side.” Luo Qiu lowered his head, kissed her.
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In the room, having changed back to her original clothes, Long Xiruo adjusted her attire before the mirror.
——This is indeed a memory worth preserving.
——I think I will never forget Miss Long’s appearance at that moment,
——If I truly forget, it would become a regret for me.
Pa—!
The true dragon of China slapped her face with force… the action scared the little butterfly monster, the hard-earned clasp of her bra suddenly snapped.
“Sister Long?”
“There’s a mosquito!” Long Xiruo responded indifferently, then turned around, “What, do I look like someone who easily gets angry?”
Didn’t she just get angry… The little butterfly monster pursed her lips, staying quiet.
Long Xiruo sighed, then came to Luo Pianqian’s back, “Let me help you.”
“Eh heh heh…” Luo Pianqian stuck her tongue out, then suddenly chimed, “Sister Long, do you really dislike the boss… Why do you always argue whenever meeting him?”
Long Xiruo opened her mouth, pondered, “Perhaps, it’s out of fear.”
“Fear?” Luo Pianqian said in surprise, “But the boss is so nice, not scary at all?”
“That’s exactly what’s most terrifying.”
The true dragon of China sighed, “Even I, sometimes fear myself… I’m afraid someday I might lose control. If the true dragon of China lost it, who in China could possibly stop it? Much less that guy… If he loses control, could you imagine, what would become of our world…”
“The boss… He definitely won’t!” The little butterfly monster, without her bra on, turned suddenly, “Absolutely not!!”
Seeing the child near tears, shaking her head, “You’re big-chested, whatever you say is right, alright… Can you put on your clothes before speaking!”
“Oh…” Luo Pianqian pouted in response.
Long Xiruo shook her head, thinking if it could be that simple, it would be best… reaching out to continue fastening Luo Pianqian’s bra strap.
The true dragon suddenly spoke, “No wonder this is so hard to clasp!! Your bust has grown again! No milk tomorrow!”
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