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But at this moment, her cold gaze fell upon the room.

Jiang Xiaochuan's hand was held by Xiaobai and pressed between Xiaobai's waist and hips. Xiaobai's clothes were slightly disheveled. She was lying face down on the bed, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were watery, and she was making those suggestive sounds.

Jiang Xiaochuan froze, his mind going completely blank.

When Xiaobai saw Lu Xueqi, she didn't panic at all. Instead, she curled up a more alluring smile and even deliberately rubbed her cheek against Jiang Xiaochuan's frozen hand.

Lu Xueqi's gaze lingered on their clasped hands for a moment before shifting away. She raised her hand and pressed her temple, looking helplessly like, "Here we go again."

"Xue, Xueqi! It's not what you think!"

Jiang Xiaochuan abruptly pulled his hand back, sprang up from the bed, and hurriedly explained, "It was Xiaobai! She said she felt tired and asked me to massage her, so I... I just..."

Lu Xueqi shook her head, picked up her sword, and walked in, saying calmly, "No need to explain."

Jiang Xiaochuan became even more anxious and hurriedly said, "Really! You have to believe me! I was just massaging her shoulders, and then she..."

"I know." Lu Xueqi interrupted him, looking at Xiaobai with a knowing look and a faint warning in her eyes, "She's just teasing you, it's not the first time."

Jiang Xiaochuan was taken aback and looked at Xiaobai. Xiaobai had already slowly sat up, tidied her slightly disheveled clothes and long hair, and her charming and seductive expression had faded a bit, but the smile in her eyes was even deeper, with a hint of mischievous slyness.

"She said she felt tired and wanted a massage." Jiang Xiaochuan finished speaking, feeling uneasy if he didn't make things clear.

Lu Xueqi leaned Tianya against the wall, walked to the bedside, looked at Xiaobai who looked "I am innocent", and then at Jiang Xiaochuan who was sweating profusely. The corners of her lips curved almost imperceptibly, but she quickly pursed them.

"Okay, I understand."

She turned to Xiaobai, her voice calm and even, and said, "Didn't you want a massage? I'll do it."

Xiao Bai tilted her head, rested her chin on her hand, and looked at Lu Xueqi with a smile: "Okay, I'd love for Xueqi to do it herself."

Lu Xueqi ignored her deliberately drawn-out "sister" and said to Jiang Xiaochuan, "Husband, you can go out first."

"Ah? Oh, okay, okay." Jiang Xiaochuan was overjoyed and nodded hurriedly. He walked out of the room almost as fast as he could, and even thoughtfully (or rather, impatiently) closed the door for them.

Standing outside the door, he could hear faint, exaggerated (he suspected it was intentional) moans and groans coming from inside, along with Lu Xueqi's occasional calm, emotionless questions: "Here?" "How much force?"

Jiang Xiaochuan's face flushed red and then turned pale. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he covered his face and ran quickly to the other side of the yard, squatted down by the bamboo grove, and tried to let the cool breeze dissipate the heat on his face.

Inside the room, Xiaobai lay on the bed, enjoying Lu Xueqi's massage, which was professional but definitely not gentle, and hummed comfortably.

"Hmm...yes, right there...Xueqi, you can use a little more force...ah~"

Lu Xueqi remained expressionless, but increased the pressure on her hand by three points.

"Ouch—be gentle, be gentle!"

Xiao Bai winced in pain, but then laughed again, her voice still as charming as ever.

"But...it feels so good. No wonder Xiao Chuan Chuan likes you massaging him so much. Xue Qi's technique is really...hmm...it's got the essence..."

Lu Xueqi continued working with her hands, her tone indifferent: "Shut up, or get out."

Xiao Bai obediently shut his mouth, but after a while, he couldn't help but speak again, this time in a lower voice, with a hint of teasing: "Xueqi, aren't you really afraid? I almost succeeded just now."

Lu Xueqi's hand, which was pressing on an acupoint on her shoulder blade, paused slightly before returning to normal, even with more steady pressure.

"Give it a try." The three words were cold and aloof, yet carried an undeniable air of authority.

Xiao Bai smiled, a genuine smile this time, tinged with a hint of helplessness and a touch of admiration.

"Fine, fine, I can't take him away from me, and I wouldn't dare to. Can't I just tease him a little?"

She paused, the deliberate coquettishness in her voice fading, revealing a hint of genuine languor, "But seriously, Xueqi, don't be so tense. That Biyao... I've heard she's no pushover. The more nervous you are, the worse it sometimes will be..."

"I know what I'm doing." Lu Xueqi interrupted her, finished the massage, straightened up, took the cloth next to her to wipe her hands, and said, "I'm done, you can leave now."

Xiaobai sat up, stretched her shoulders, and felt much more relaxed. Looking at Lu Xueqi's still aloof profile, she suddenly leaned closer, lowered her voice, and said in a volume only the two of them could hear, "Xueqi, sometimes I think, if I had been like you back in Donghai, or even earlier, throwing myself at him without a second thought, clinging to him tightly, would I be sleeping next to him now, cooking noodles for him in the morning...?"

"There are no ifs." Lu Xueqi turned around, looking directly at Xiaobai with clear and calm eyes, yet with a resolute force. "Now, and in the future, it will only be me."

Xiao Bai paused for a moment, then chuckled, shook his head, put on his outer robe, picked up the wine jar, and swayed as he walked out.

"Yeah, there are no 'what ifs,' so I guess I'll just have to be a friend who freeloads on food and drinks and occasionally teases your little husband to keep him entertained."

As she reached the door, she turned back and winked at Lu Xueqi, "Thanks, Xueqi, that was a great massage. I'll definitely come back to you next time."

Lu Xueqi ignored her.

Xiao Bai laughed heartily, pushed open the door, and went out. In the courtyard, Jiang Xiaochuan was still squatting by the bamboo grove, pretending to study the bamboo. Xiao Bai walked over and gently kicked his bottom with her toe: "Come on, Xiaochuan, snap out of it! Your wife is calling you in for dinner!"

Jiang Xiaochuan jumped up in fright, turned around and saw it was Xiaobai. Then he looked at the closed door behind her, his face turned red, and he stammered, "Did you...done it?"

"Finished," Xiaobai stretched, revealing her curves, which made Jiang Xiaochuan quickly look away. "Your wife's skills are good, but her grip is a bit too strong, but..."

She leaned closer to Jiang Xiaochuan, her warm breath, tinged with the smell of alcohol, brushing against his ear, and whispered, "Not as good as yours... um, it feels good."

After saying that, before Jiang Xiaochuan could react, she laughed loudly, picked up the wine jar, and staggered back to her room.

Jiang Xiaochuan stood there, his face so hot it could fry an egg. He took a few deep breaths before pushing open the door and going inside.

Lu Xueqi had already tidied the bed and opened the window to let in some fresh air. She was taking food out of the food box—two simple dishes and a soup: stir-fried bamboo shoots, steamed vegetables with cured meat, and a small bowl of chicken soup that had been kept warm. When she saw him come in, she looked up at his still flushed cheeks, said nothing, and simply said, "Eat."

"Oh." Jiang Xiaochuan obediently sat down, picked up his chopsticks, and ate in silence, occasionally stealing a glance at Lu Xueqi. She looked normal, chewing slowly, as if the embarrassing scene in the room had never happened.

Jiang Xiaochuan's initial unease gradually subsided, but he felt a strange emptiness. He took a bite of rice and mumbled, "Xueqi, you...you're not angry, are you?"

Lu Xueqi picked up a slice of bamboo shoot and put it in his bowl, saying, "Why are you angry?"

"Well... Xiaobai always..." Jiang Xiaochuan didn't know how to describe it.

"I know what kind of person she is," Lu Xueqi said calmly. "You know her too, it doesn't matter."

He knew that Xueqi trusted him, and this trust made him feel at ease, yet also a little ashamed.

"I just... was afraid you'd misunderstand," he said softly.

Lu Xueqi raised her eyes, looked at him for a moment, and suddenly asked, "If I really misunderstood, what will you do?"

"Huh?" Jiang Xiaochuan was taken aback, then puffed out his chest. "Then I'll explain until you believe me, or... or you can punish me, however you want!"

A hint of a smile flashed across Lu Xueqi's eyes. She gave a soft "hmm" and stopped talking, continuing to eat.

The dinner table fell silent for a moment, with only the soft sounds of chewing, yet the atmosphere was inexplicably harmonious and warm.