What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

The Knight had a great time staying at Zhang's house for so long.

But now, he can't help but start to rethink certain issues.

Before completing the task An Chen gave her, before Jiu Ge finds happiness...

Will I live to see that day?

Before that time, could you be sure you could control yourself and maintain your personality?

What's even more ridiculous is that the Knight already knew this.

I am not a living person.

At least not a fully-fledged living person.

He is not a god, spirit, or monster; his final destination is unknown.

The Knight believed that the only path forward was back to death.

Chapter 296 Foot Fetish (Seeking monthly votes and subscriptions)

That night, Jiuge slept very nervously.

"An Chen, do I really not feel cold all over?"

She checked the time on her phone and sat up straight in bed.

"No." An Chen rubbed his eyes and looked at Jiu Ge, who was sitting next to him in a daze.

Honestly, Jiuge was on her phone late at night.

The screen light shone on her pale face, which was indeed quite jarring.

"Can't you sleep?" An Chen yawned and sat up.

He pressed the switch on the bedside lamp and touched Jiuge's arm.

It's still warm, not cold.

Jiuge opened her phone but didn't do anything.

She just stared at her phone screen, resting her chin on her hand in a daze.

“Zhang has already been informed, so you don’t need to worry about Yi Yuan. As for the cooling down, since it hasn’t happened yet, there shouldn’t be any problems.” With that, An Chen gave Jiu Ge a quick kiss on the cheek.

“No…” Jiuge shook her head.

What she was worried about wasn't such a narrow-minded thing.

"What is that?" An Chen was a little confused.

Aside from these two points, what else is there to worry about?

Are you worried he'll become neither human nor ghost? Or are you worried he'll go to the underworld and never come out?

Or are you worried that Zhang Zhidong and Awu aren't capable enough? Can't they find enough spiritual guides?

"I was wondering... why hasn't it turned into ice yet?" Jiu Ge's tone changed abruptly, and the style of their conversation instantly shifted.

"Huh?" An Chen was stunned.

What is this and what is this?

Nobody wants to turn into ice.

"At first, I thought it was dangerous to turn into ice," Jiuge said, lowering her head as she tried to explain.

"But then I thought, I can ask the Frog Doctor to make another bracelet, and we can even make them for couples." She licked her lips and smiled at An Chen.

An Chen remained silent.

“And now that it’s frozen, it’ll be easier for me to go to the Underworld with you. I’m worried about you being alone; I can protect you.” Jiuge shook her phone, her expression wistful.

“Actually, there’s no rush. This bracelet is very useful. Even without it, it would take me a very long time to become neither human nor ghost. So it’s okay if we’re not in a hurry to find the spirit messenger. We can just wait until the next Ghost Festival.” An Chen stroked his chin.

How wonderful would it be to go down there for our one-year anniversary?

This is something that others couldn't achieve even after accumulating good karma for several lifetimes.

“You didn’t say whether you would take me or not.” Jiuge discovered the blind spot.

"I will definitely bring it if I can," An Chen replied immediately.

"Can I bring it?..." Jiuge pouted in dissatisfaction.

As expected, I still have to rely on myself to turn into ice.

otherwise……

Therefore, she still needs to visit Yi Yuan more often, touch him more often, and forcefully transmit the information in the cold.

“I can definitely bring her.” An Chen stopped teasing Jiu Ge.

Meng Ninghua also said she would have a solution.

"Mm." Jiuge nodded.

She stretched out her long, snow-white legs and touched them with her hand.

“?” An Chen was shocked.

"Are you trying to seduce me?" He blinked.

"No, I just wanted to empathize with you," Jiu Ge denied An Chen's question.

Since An Chen likes it, there must be a reason for it.

But touching legs is only something that feels novel at the very beginning.

As time went on, Jiuge became too lazy to touch back when An Chen touched her.

This situation of having one's legs touched without one's consent has been going on for several months.

“…” An Chen fell silent again.

That sounds a bit perverted, doesn't it?

"It's a good thing you're not so cold now, otherwise with the temperature dropping so drastically, even five or six blankets might not be enough for me." Jiuge removed her hand from her smooth leg.

As if nothing had happened, she skillfully changed the subject.

Jiuge also realized that what she had just said was a bit abnormal.

Fortunately, she is no longer the person she was back then, and she is not so straightforward that she doesn't even know how to change the subject.

"So don't even think about trying to make yourself cold." An Chen's gaze shifted from Jiu Ge's legs, and he sighed.

"Otherwise... you might see me frozen to death and turned into a ghost next to you the next day," he retorted expressionlessly.

"It's cold, and I'm so cold, are you still willing to sleep in the same room with me?" Jiuge was shocked.

They'd rather freeze to death than leave my side!

This is true love!

"...Would you be willing to sleep in separate beds?" An Chen glanced at Jiu Ge.

He knew a lot about Jiuge.

If it were really cold, Jiuge would probably just cover herself with five blankets, wrap herself up like a dumpling, and sleep on one side.

“I’m not willing.” Jiuge nodded thoughtfully.

An Chen's rhetorical question was indeed very skillful.

She couldn't find a reason to refute it.

However, if An Chen is really freezing, Jiu Ge will definitely go to sleep somewhere else on her own.

She couldn't bear to lose An Chen.

"Hmm, but there's no chance anyway. Even if you're frozen, there's always Doctor Frog." An Chen couldn't help but start teasing Jiu Ge.

"..." This time, Jiuge was speechless.

Put down your phone and turn off the bedside lamp.

She snorted and slowly moved her foot onto An Chen's body.

"I'm not a foot fetishist." An Chen felt the stirring of Jiu Ge's feet on his leg.

"I know! I misunderstood!" Jiuge couldn't help but loudly defend herself.

That dream wasn't something she could control either.

Jiuge never imagined she would have such a dream, say such things in her sleep, and even leave a hickey on Anchen while she was asleep.

Ultimately, it's all Su Zhi's fault for constantly explaining strange things to him.

"Hmm." An Chen nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

But the next second, he reached his hand under the covers and stroked Jiuge's instep.

"Whoa! What are you doing?" Jiuge screamed.

"Listen to me," An Chen said calmly, without batting an eye.

"I wanted to know if I was as perverted as you were in your dream, so I tried it out." He moved his hand back and put his arm around Jiuge's shoulder.

“Try…” Jiuge muttered.

She still felt like she had been indirectly taken advantage of.

"Are you using this as an excuse to take advantage of me?" She stared intently at the outline of An Chen's face in the darkness.

The more Jiuge thought about it, the more she felt that this was indeed the case.

"No, let me explain." An Chen squinted and turned his head to look at Jiu Ge.

"If you don't believe me, you can touch the back of my foot and try." He paused, still unable to find an explanation.

"I'm not a pervert, I'm not a foot fetishist." Jiuge shook her head rapidly.

"Well, I didn't take advantage of you, nor did I want to." An Chen started talking nonsense.

“Then you…” Jiuge hesitated.