Transmigrating into the world of Jade Dynasty, I was targeted by the female lead in a reverse romanc

A refreshing yet slightly sweet aroma of wine, mixed with the woman's unique and rich body fragrance, wafted in first.

Xiao Bai leaned against the door frame, holding a small wine jar in one hand. Her eyes were watery and her cheeks were flushed, clearly indicating that she had been drinking again, but her eyes were still relatively clear.

She didn't come in immediately, but stood at the door, her nostrils flaring slightly as if she were carefully discerning the scents in the air. Then, she raised her alluring eyes, her gaze falling on Jiang Xiaochuan, and a half-smile curved her lips.

"Little Chuan Chuan," she drawled, her voice tinged with a drunken languor and a hint of teasing, "what...what do you smell like?"

Jiang Xiaochuan was startled and stopped what he was doing. He subconsciously raised his arm and sniffed himself. He only smelled the fresh scent of soapberry and a little bit of the cool fragrance that Xueqi had left.

He asked in confusion, "What...what smell? I don't see anything."

"No?" Xiaobai tilted her head and stepped in. Her steps were steady, but with a deliberate, graceful rhythm.

She walked up to Jiang Xiaochuan, leaned closer, her nose almost touching his collar, took a deep breath, then stepped back half a step, her eyes even more playful.

"Tsk, such a strong... Lu Xueqi scent, did she marinate you up last night?"

Jiang Xiaochuan's face flushed red again, this time from anger.

"Xiao Bai! What nonsense are you talking about!"

"I'm talking nonsense?" Xiaobai shook the wine jar in her hand and chuckled, "I could smell it even through the door. I'm telling you, Xiao Chuan Chuan, Xue Qi is so... well, so unrestrained, don't you have any thoughts about it?"

"What are you thinking?" Jiang Xiaochuan took a half step back warily, holding the broom horizontally in front of him in a defensive posture. This fox is acting strangely today; he's definitely up to no good again.

Xiao Bai blinked, her body went limp, and she casually sat down on their bed, leaning back against the neatly folded blankets. She patted the spot next to her, her eyes sparkling, and said, "Come here, sit down and let's talk."

"No! Just say what you have to say, you can say it standing here." Jiang Xiaochuan wasn't fooled.

Xiao Bai sighed, seemingly helpless, or perhaps talking to herself: "Sigh, Xueqi really doesn't know how to cherish a woman, making such a mess of things..."

She looked up, her gaze sweeping over Jiang Xiaochuan's slightly tired face (though he wouldn't admit it) and his neck (where there seemed to be faint red marks that hadn't been covered up). Her tone suddenly became half-serious, half-seriously seductive: "Xiaochuan, how about... coming with me? I promise, I won't put you through this, okay?"

Jiang Xiaochuan was both amused and exasperated: "Xiaobai, you're joking, aren't you?"

He knew Xiaobai sometimes said nonsensical things, but today's tone... it sounded a bit...

Xiao Bai didn't reply, she just looked at him, the smile on her lips gradually fading, and something complicated flashed in her eyes.

She lowered her head, pursed her lips, then raised the wine jar, tilted her head back, and took a swig. The clear wine slid down her beautiful jawline and into her collar.

There was a moment of silence in the room, broken only by the rhythmic and distant clanging of swords coming from outside the courtyard.

"Where are Yunzhou and Yueyao?" Jiang Xiaochuan couldn't stand the silence and tried to make conversation.

"I'm tired from playing, time to sleep." Xiao Bai put down the wine jar, casually wiped her mouth with her sleeve, and looked back at him with a hint of scrutiny, and something else. "Su Ru is a good mother, the two kids are easy to take care of."

"Oh..." Jiang Xiaochuan responded, but it was unclear what else he was going to say.

Seeing his helpless expression, Xiaobai suddenly laughed again. This time, the smile carried an indescribable meaning, like self-mockery or some kind of test.

"Looking after these two little rascals is fun, but I'm really getting tired," she said, raising her hand to gently rub her shoulder, her posture languid and alluring.

Jiang Xiaochuan didn't think much of it and went along with her words, saying, "Then you should rest more and not drink so much."

Xiao Bai shook her head, looking at him intently: "Just resting won't help, you need a massage to loosen up your muscles and bones."

"Then... then why don't you have Xueqi massage you?" Jiang Xiaochuan suggested.

"No," Xiaobai drawled, with a hint of coquetry, "I just want you to massage me. Lu Xueqi has a strong hand and doesn't know how to hold back, I'm afraid of getting hurt."

Jiang Xiaochuan hesitated, "But I... I don't know how." This was the truth; his experience in giving massages was limited to the massage he had just received from Lu Xueqi.

"If you don't know how, you can learn."

Xiao Bai had already adjusted her position, rolled over and lay face down on the bed, burying her face in Lu Xueqi's pillow. Her voice came in a muffled tone, carrying an air of undeniable authority.

"Come on, let's start with the shoulders. Hurry up, Chuan Chuan, your godmother is really tired."

Jiang Xiaochuan gripped the broom, caught in a dilemma. She seemed genuinely exhausted, but…

"Hurry up!" Xiaobai urged, twisting her body, her curves even more breathtaking under her thin clothes.

Jiang Xiaochuan walked over slowly, sat down on the edge of the bed, and put down the broom.

He hesitated before reaching out, recalling the movements and force with which Lu Xueqi had massaged his waist earlier, and tentatively placed his hand on Xiaobai's shoulder.

Through the thin fabric, he could feel the warmth and delicate texture of the skin beneath his hands. He composed himself and began to knead it clumsily, not daring to use too much or too little force.

"Hmm..." Xiaobai suddenly let out a very soft, satisfied sigh, the last syllable rising slightly, like a small hook scratching at the tip of one's heart.

Jiang Xiaochuan's hand trembled, and his face felt a little hot.

"Yes, right there... apply a little more pressure..." Xiaobai instructed, her voice growing softer and sweeter, "A little lower... Yes, my lower back is also sore..."

Jiang Xiaochuan steeled himself and moved his palm according to her instructions. His original intention was to help her relax, since Xiaobai had indeed helped them take care of the children quite a bit. However, as he moved, the sounds coming out of Xiaobai's mouth became more and more strange.

At first, it was simple pointing, then it turned into muffled nasal sounds, and then...

"Ah...that's it...Little Chuan Chuan, you're so skillful..."

Xiao Bai turned her head to the side, revealing half of her face flushed red. Her eyes were half-closed, glistening with tears, and her red lips were slightly parted. Her soft moans and sighs were melodious and charming, carrying an indescribable allure that would make anyone who heard them fantasize.

Jiang Xiaochuan's face turned completely red, like a boiled crab. He tried to pull his hand back as if he had been electrocuted, but Xiaobai grabbed it and held it down.

"Don't stop..." Xiaobai grabbed his wrist, guiding his hand to roam across her back and waist, her fingertips even inadvertently brushing against certain more sensitive areas. She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling, her breath sweet as orchids: "So good... a little harder..."

"Xiaobai! Don't, don't make that sound!" Jiang Xiaochuan was both anxious and embarrassed. He tried to pull his hand away, but Xiaobai was quite strong and he couldn't break free.

"What kind of sound?" Xiaobai blinked, looking completely innocent, but the seductive look in her eyes was almost overflowing. "It's because you're making me feel good... um..."

Another soft moan that made one blush and their heart race.

Jiang Xiaochuan felt a chill run down his spine. Just as he was about to struggle free, the door creaked open.

Lu Xueqi stood at the door, carrying Tianya sword. She had obviously just returned from practicing her swordsmanship.