After nine lifetimes of reincarnation, the yandere villainous heroine descends.

In that living room, which was as dark as thick ink, the light, like a sharp silver blade, suddenly cleaved through the darkness.

In an instant, warm yellow light spread out like ripples on water, revealing the figures of the two girls in this space without reservation.

Fox White was dressed in a lace-trimmed nightgown, the lace as thin as the morning mist, shimmering with a hazy luster under the light.

It perfectly outlines her slender waist and round, perky hips.

Her full breasts almost burst through the thin veil, rising and falling rhythmically with her soft breathing, each tremor seeming to tantalize one's senses.

She slightly raised her chin, her fox-like eyes hazy and alluring, hiding endless spring passion.

Upon seeing Fifth Shu Shuang across from her, Hu Bai Bai deliberately swayed her waist, her hips rhythmically moving, the curves of which were breathtakingly beautiful.

Such a captivating appearance caused even Fifth Shushuang, a woman herself, to feel a surge of heat rising in her heart the moment she saw him.

Her cheeks burned, and her eyes involuntarily became flustered.

"You slut, you vixen."

Fifth Qinghan cursed viciously in his heart.

Compared to Hu Baibai's boldness and unrestrainedness, Fifth Shushuang maintains her consistent traditional style.

She was still wearing that bright red wedding dress, its fiery red color like a burning flame, passionate yet solemn.

"Giggle giggle..."

Fox White's clear, slightly coquettish laughter echoed like silver bells in the quiet living room.

She noticed that Fifth Book's eyes were darting around, looking like a frightened deer, and she couldn't help but find it amusing.

Immediately, she slowly walked to the sofa.

Her voluptuous body sank lazily into the soft sofa, her legs crossed.

One hand rested casually on the back of the sofa, while the other gently smoothed the hair behind her ear.

"Since you're out, let's sit down and chat."

Fox White parted her red lips slightly.

Upon hearing this, Fifth Shushuang remained silent, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes.

After a while, she slowly walked over and sat down, but deliberately kept a distance from Hu Baibai.

"Look at that cat stealing fish, don't you feel tempted?"

Fox White extended her slender, jade-like finger, pointing to the tightly closed room, a faint smile playing on her lips.

Fifth Shu Shuang subconsciously looked in the direction she was pointing, and the ambiguous sounds she had just overheard instantly flashed through her mind, causing her face to flush red.

But at the same time, a wave of bitterness surged in her heart, leaving her feeling uneasy.

She pressed her lips together, her voice trembling slightly as she said, "I'm tempted, but like you said, I have to follow the rules here."

Upon hearing this, Fox White was slightly taken aback, and then gave her a deep look.

She raised an eyebrow slightly, her smile softening, and said, "You are indeed different from the others."

Upon hearing this, Fifth Shu Shuang gave a bitter, self-deprecating smile.

What makes her different from others? If she didn't deeply love Shen Shuchou, how could a traditional woman tolerate another woman having sex with the man she loves?

Every minute and every second of this torment felt like a dull knife cutting into her heart.

At this moment, she even felt that she was not as good as Fifth Qinghan.

If Fifth Qinghan were to take control of the body, he wouldn't care about any rules and would rush in without hesitation to vent his anger and resentment.

However, Fifth Shushuang knew in her heart that if Fifth Qinghan were to truly take control of her body, the consequences would be uncontrollable.

Moreover... Fifth Shu Shuang also understood that she wasn't the only protagonist in this emotional entanglement.

The emotions in this world are inherently complex. It's not that she's without selfishness; she also longs for Shen Shuchou to belong to her alone.

But what she wanted was lasting selfishness, not just momentary, fleeting pleasure.

She sat on the sofa, her head slightly lowered. The light cast a long shadow of hers, which seemed like an invisible line, filled with her sorrow.

Fox White gazed at her silently, taking her appearance to heart.

In Hu Baibai's eyes, Fifth Shushuang at this moment was like a book that had not yet been fully opened, with every subtle expression hiding an untold story.

"Master, you really are a bad person!"

Fox White silently thought to itself, its tone tinged with a hint of resentment.

In such a scene, anyone else would probably have rushed in long ago.

Although Hu Baibai appeared rational on the surface, and her behavior was merely to maintain stability, she was also filled with bitterness in her heart.

But the appearance of the fifth book at this moment showed her a different kind of rationality.

Fox Bai Bai hides her rationality beneath her charm, using her alluring appearance to conceal the turmoil within her heart.

The fifth book, however, separates reason from madness, using reason to suppress the madness that could erupt at any moment.

"Would you like to hear their stories about their owners?"

Fox White suddenly said, twirling her silver hair behind her ear with her fingertips.

Fifth Shushuang turned her face, her eyelashes casting delicate shadows under her eyes, and finally nodded slightly.

"Let's talk about the little girl inside first."

Fox White curled up on the sofa, a smile playing on her lips. "Her name is Jiang Qianqiu, and she's the first female protagonist in Master's story."

As Hu Baibai parted her red lips slightly, the story about Jiang Qianqiu, like strands of soft silk, slowly began to entwine around Fifth Shushuang's ear.

Every word and every sentence seemed to be weaving a vivid picture, gradually outlining every detail of Jiang Qianqiu.

An hour passed quietly, and all the stories about Jiang Qianqiu's past, like a gently unfolding dream, fell into the heart of Fifth Shushuang.

"Don't blame her. She's just a blade of grass growing in her master's shadow, easily swayed by the wind."

Fox White added with a smile.

"And what about you?"

Suddenly, Wu Shushuang looked up, her gaze meeting Hu Baibai's amber pupils.

In truth, the most intriguing person to her was the charming and alluring fox spirit Bai Bai.

Upon hearing this, Fox White was slightly taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing in its originally lively eyes.

Immediately, she regained her languid and charming demeanor, a captivating smile playing on her lips, and said leisurely, "Me?... I'm just a fox kept by my master."

When that tall figure carrying the sword case stood firmly in front of him like a majestic mountain peak.

When those broad and warm hands gently lifted her furry body.

From the moment that gentle and soothing voice slowly named her Fox White.

A story long buried deep in her heart, like a gentle stream, flowed softly from Fox White's mouth.

At this moment, she gently put away her usual charming and alluring expression, replacing it with a deep reminiscence immersed in this story.

In this unique story that belongs only to her and Shen Shuchou, Hu Baibai speaks very, very slowly.

She cherishes every detail; she doesn't want to miss a single moment of those past experiences.

Fifth Shu Shuang gazed at Hu Bai Bai's face, only to see her eyes, beneath her eyelashes, ripple with emotion, as if she were drowning in a deep pool of memories.

Even she herself felt as if she were there, experiencing the story firsthand as Hu Baibai narrated it.

The Fifth Qinghan, who had been cursing incessantly in his heart, quietly fell silent at some point.

Time slipped away quietly in the stillness, and I don't know how much time had passed.

Perhaps two hours had passed, or perhaps five or six hours had quietly gone by, until the dark sky outside gradually lost its inky blackness and a faint glimmer of dawn appeared on the horizon. Only then did Fox White slowly stop telling its story.

This is her own story, so she tells it very slowly, recounting every detail, every moment of excitement and twist.

She spent the entire night recounting this seemingly brief story, which was actually the culmination of countless years of accumulation.

As the story came to a close, a bitter feeling welled up in Fox White's lips.

A single tear silently slid down her cheek.

Fifth Shu Shuang noticed that she wiped away her tears very gently, as if she were touching a petal of frost that was about to melt.

With that wipe, it seemed as if she was not only wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but also the thick, inky bitterness in her heart, and the memories woven from complex emotions.

Just then, a sudden "creak!" broke the silence in the living room.

The two women's gazes shot towards the source of the sound like sharp arrows, and Jiang Qianqiu's figure appeared in their field of vision without warning.

Jiang Qianqiu's clothes were disheveled, with only a few strands covering her. A thin shirt draped loosely over her shoulders, revealing one rounded shoulder.

She slightly squeezed her legs together, her posture unconsciously exuding a charming allure as she leaned against the doorframe.

The lingering blush on her face spread down her long, snowy neck to her slightly heaving chest.

The blush was tinged with youthful innocence, like a naive young girl whose veil of worldly affairs had been suddenly lifted from her heart.

In an instant, several gazes met and collided in the air.

Fox White's eyes were full of amusement, Fifth Book Shuang's expression was calm, while Jiang Qianqiu's face was full of shock.

The blush on Jiang Qianqiu's face, which had not yet faded, deepened visibly under the gazes of the onlookers.

"Oh my! Who's this? It's my little Qianqiu! What are you doing out here?"

Fox White's face instantly flashed that signature charming smile again. The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and she looked at Jiang Qianqiu with a playful gaze, teasingly saying.

Jiang Qianqiu was completely stunned. She had planned to leave quietly before dawn, but when she opened the door, she was met with the gazes of the two women.

She, who usually has a short temper, felt utterly ashamed at this moment and wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

"I...I...I'm thirsty, can't I go inside and get some water?"

Jiang Qianqiu stammered, her voice barely audible.

Her lips trembled slightly, their rosy color glistening with moisture, making them even more alluring.

But as soon as she finished speaking, she immediately realized that what she said was really inappropriate.

Sure enough, Hu Baibai, who was in sight, immediately clutched her stomach and laughed so hard on the sofa that she was doubled over. Her laughter was as clear and crisp as a bell.

"Hehehe... Oh dear, little Chiaki, what kind of water are you looking for to drink!"

Fox White laughed and teased.

"Mind your own business!"

Jiang Qianqiu was both embarrassed and annoyed, and couldn't help but stomp her foot.

"Oh dear! Little Chiaki is angry! Come here and let your big sister pinch your little bottom."

Fox White showed no sign of stopping its teasing and continued to joke.

"Fox Whitey!!! I'm going to kill you!"

After being teased by Hu Baibai repeatedly, Jiang Qianqiu instantly reverted to her usual easily angered self.

She glared fiercely at Hu Baibai, her eyes filled with both anger and a touch of girlish coquettishness, before turning away angrily.

In the living room, only Hu Baibai's clear and melodious laughter, like the tinkling of bells, remained.

And that faint, helpless sigh that came from the bedroom!