My Taoist nun girlfriend is from the Republic of China era, 1942.

Chapter 26 Alluring Vixen

inside the car.

Lu Yuan gripped the steering wheel, looking straight ahead, and asked, "What did you talk about with that internet celebrity?"

“I noticed that the restaurant’s feng shui was off, so I mentioned it to her.”

Chen Xiaomiao recounted what had just happened in detail. Upon hearing this, Lu Yuan's brows furrowed, and his tone became more serious than ever before.

"Do you remember I told you not to let outsiders know that you can tell fortunes?"

“I remember.”

"Then why did you go and provoke her in the first place?"

"We are both members of the Taoist sect..."

In Chen Xiaomiao's simple view, it is only natural for colleagues to help each other.

"That's not OK!"

Lu Yuan's voice suddenly rose.

Chen Xiaomiao trembled from the shout and dared not utter a sound.

She turned her face to the window, watching the neon lights rushing past, feeling as aggrieved as the December rain, both wet and icy.

The two remained silent until they got out of the car and entered the elevator.

The elevator doors closed, and the small space became incredibly quiet and oppressive.

“Lu Yuan…”

Chen Xiaomiao finally couldn't help herself and called out softly and shyly, her tone gentle and sweet, which made Lu Yuan feel helpless.

"I know I was wrong, please don't be angry... Anger hurts the liver, liver fire causes disharmony of the five elements, unrest of the three souls, and heart fire... In short, it's bad for your health."

Lu Yuan was taken aback by Chen Xiaomiao's use of Taoist terminology and sighed, "I'm not angry, really."

Punish me then!

Seeing that Lu Yuan's attitude had softened, Chen Xiaomiao quickly expressed her opinion, her eyes earnest: "When I was a child, if I did something wrong and was punished, if it was my master, he would punish me by making me copy the Tao Te Ching; if it was Sister Xiaozhi, he would spank me... You... you can punish me however you want!"

Lu Yuan rubbed his temples, feeling both amused and exasperated.

An image of Chen Xiaomiao sitting at her desk, biting her pen, copying scriptures with a pained and adorable expression, uncontrollably appeared in my mind.

Then the scene shifts eerily, showing her lying face down on the bed...

Lu Yuan subconsciously looked at Chen Xiaomiao. Although the girl's whole body was covered by loose clothing, there was no trace of her curves.

But as soon as he met those watery, bewitching fox eyes, the image in his mind began to automatically become clear and distinct, and a strange heat surged straight to his lower abdomen!

Lu Yuan shook his head vigorously, forcibly dispelling those romantic thoughts: "I'm really not angry! I'm just worried that what happened today might cause you any trouble."

"Trouble?" Chen Xiaomiao blinked blankly. "Was that female Taoist priest a bad person?"

"I don't know if he's a bad person or not, but a common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime."

Lu Yuan said seriously, "The world is very complicated now. If you show your skills, it will be troublesome if someone with ulterior motives takes notice of you."

"Lu Yuan, I..."

Chen Xiaomiao wanted to continue apologizing, but Lu Yuan raised his hand and gently rubbed her head, interrupting her.

"Alright, go back and get some rest. Don't worry, I'm tall enough to hold up the sky if it falls."

After saying that, Lu Yuan stepped out of the elevator, but Chen Xiaomiao stood there stunned.

She touched the spot where Lu Yuan had rubbed her; the slight warmth of the man's large palm still lingered there.

In the past, Lu Yuan had always maintained a restrained distance from her, occasionally offering a helping hand or a helping hand, but only touching it lightly.

The head pat just now was the first time Lu Yuan had taken the initiative to "touch" her.

Chen Xiaomiao felt her cheeks burning and her heart pounding wildly in her chest. She only snapped out of her daze when the elevator dinged to indicate that it was about to close.

Back inside, the atmosphere was just as usual.

Lu Yuan sat in front of the computer and played games for a while, while Chen Xiaomiao tried out the set of writing implements that Dong Qiyun had given her.

As night deepened, the two washed up and prepared to rest.

Lu Yuan was lying in bed scrolling through his phone after taking a shower. Just as he was starting to feel sleepy, his WeChat suddenly buzzed with a message from Chen Xiaomiao.

Chen Xiaomiao: Lu Yuan, the iron pipe for showering isn't working.

Lu Yuan: The valve core might be stuck. I'll get someone to fix it tomorrow. Don't mess with it. Come to my room to wash.

A moment later, the door was pushed open a crack, and Chen Xiaomiao, carrying a change of clothes, peeked in shyly, her face flushed. "Come in."

"I...I'll just borrow it for a moment."

Chen Xiaomiao quickly slipped in, then ran into the bathroom with her head down.

Lu Yuan got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom, but his thoughts remained unsettled.

Just the thought of Chen Xiaomiao taking a shower in my room makes my mind start to go haywire.

He went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of beer, opened the cap, and took a big gulp, letting the cold liquid slide down his throat to suppress the burning sensation in his heart.

"what--!"

Suddenly, a short gasp came from the bathroom!

Lu Yuan's mind went blank for a moment, and his first thought was that Chen Xiaomiao had slipped and fallen.

He didn't even have time to put down the wine bottle in his hand before he darted into the bedroom!
"Xiao Miao, you didn't..."

The urgent inquiry came to an abrupt end.

The bathroom was filled with steam, and under the warm yellow light, Chen Xiaomiao stood blankly in the shower area.

The sudden downpour of water from above left her nowhere to hide, drenching her from head to toe!
Her thin clothes were completely soaked, clinging tightly to her young body, as if they had turned into a layer of translucent skin, clearly outlining the girl's youthful curves.

Her foxy eyes became even more alluring and seductive in the misty air, with tiny water droplets clinging to her long eyelashes, trembling gently as she blinked unconsciously.

As the door was pushed open, she mechanically turned her head, her clear pupils reflecting Lu Yuan's stunned figure, her face filled with a blank and embarrassed expression.

Time seemed to freeze.

The two locked eyes across the misty air. Lu Yuan felt a surge of heat rush to his head, his fingers tightened around the bottle, and his Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably.

After a good ten seconds, he suddenly turned around and shouted, "Twist that silver handle next to you, to the left!"

Lu Yuan usually uses the overhead shower, while Chen Xiaomiao has only ever used the small shower head so far, and she had no idea what was going on.

He walked out of the bedroom again and slammed the door shut.

After a long while, Chen Xiaomiao finally responded from the bathroom in a voice barely audible: "I...I know."

After a long while, the bedroom door was reopened.

Chen Xiaomiao had already changed into dry pajamas, her hair wrapped in a towel, revealing her smooth forehead and slender neck.

Her skin, freshly soaked in hot water, was fair and rosy, as tender and smooth as a peeled lychee.

As she passed by Lu Yuan, the refreshing scent of his usual shower gel wafted from her, mingling with her own subtle body fragrance, lingering in the air.

"that……"

Lu Yuan wanted to say something more, such as "Are you alright?" or "Go to sleep early."

But Chen Xiaomiao ignored her and ran back to her room with her head down, closing the door tightly with a "click".

Lu Yuan re-entered his bedroom. The bathroom was still steamy, and a rich fragrance wafted over him—the same scent that had lingered on Chen Xiaomiao earlier.

The familiar scent acted like the strongest catalyst, instantly amplifying the images lingering in Lu Yuan's mind frame by frame!
It keeps playing on repeat, I can't get it out of my head...

The next morning.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was subtly awkward.

Chen Xiaomiao lowered her head and sipped her porridge, not daring to look at Lu Yuan the whole time.

Lu Yuan, however, acted as if nothing had happened, wolfing down his steamed bun.

"Um... I have to go to my grandparents' house again today. I'll be back tonight. Will you be okay at home?"

"Yes, don't worry, I can take care of myself!"

"Okay, call me if you need anything."

Lu Yuan gave a brief explanation, quickly finished his breakfast, and left.

Chen Xiaomiao, who was home alone, started cleaning as usual. After cleaning the living room and study, she took a trash bag and went into Lu Yuan's bedroom to change the trash can bag.

But when she squatted down, she suddenly froze.

The trash can, which usually contains only one or two empty water bottles, had several crumpled white paper balls in it today.

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