There’s Something Wrong With These Demonic Women!

Chapter 43: Kiss

Chapter 43: Kiss

"Bang bang bang -"

"Open the door!"

"I'm coming to study!"

Xuan Yin arrived at Lu Xun's door on time and knocked forcefully. After all, with Immortal Miao Feng away these days, she could do as she pleased without worrying about others' feelings.

"Creak -"

The door was opened from inside, and Lu Xun looked at the little demoness standing at the door. Seeing her fearless appearance, he smiled and said, "With your master not around, you're revealing your true nature? Even the strength of your knocks is much greater. You almost broke down the door."

Xuan Yin glanced at the rogue daoist and casually said, "I advise you not to make me angry, or I'll make you beg for mercy on your knees. Move aside! Don't block my path."

Without her Master's restraint, the little demoness was like a wild horse running rampant on Lu Xun's grassland. She pushed the obstructing man aside and walked into the room, plopping down in front of the table.

Why did this little demoness suddenly become so wild?

Lu Xun approached Xuan Yin, picked up a thick book of ancient poetry, and said solemnly, "Today, we have the same goal but a heavier task. You not only have to transcribe the ancient poems but also memorize them."

"…"

"I don't want to memorize."

Xuan Yin resisted with a full face, "I can't do it. It's impossible."

"How do you know if you don't try. Alright, stop bargaining with me. Time waits for no one. Let's start learning now." Lu Xun didn't waste time and began today's lesson directly.

Xuan Yin felt angry in her heart but didn't know what to do. If this were some time ago, she would have started making a scene and even given him a beating. But now, she found it difficult to start a quarrel with him, and she couldn't bring herself to do anything. Her feelings for him were becoming increasingly complex, with hints of attachment and some unexplained affection mixed with desire.

As time slowly passed, Xuan Yin began to transcribe the two ancient poems she had learned that day, still writing the characters crookedly but with utmost earnestness.

"Wife?"

"What is your master doing away?" Lu Xun asked absentmindedly while watching her write.

"I don't know."

"She never tells me or Xuan Shi." Xuan Yin answered softly.

"Oh."

"She might have found a man outside?" Lu Xun shrunk his neck and asked casually, pretending to be nonchalant.

Xuan Yin stopped her brush and looked up at him, staring blankly. She replied earnestly, "My master no longer has desires. She wouldn't have the slightest interest in men."

Lu Xun nodded and slyly looked around, then asked in a low voice, "Wife, what if your master finds a lover?"

The little demoness clenched her lips stubbornly and said, "That won't happen."

"But what if it does?"

"It's just a hypothesis." Lu Xun pursed his lips and asked seriously, "What would you do?"

"I… I…"

Xuan Yin's face showed confusion, and she stammered, "I don't know. I would probably try my best to stop it."

"Oh."

Lu Xun sighed and said meaningfully, "Wife, every living being in this world has the right to pursue happiness. Birds pursue the blue sky, and fish pursue the blue waves. If one day your master does find someone, you should offer your blessings instead of trying to stop her."

As he finished speaking, the audacious Lu Xun slowly reached out and grabbed Xuan Yin's delicate and fair hand gently, saying, "Wife, don't panic. Your husband will…"

Before he could finish his words, Xuan Yin shuddered all over, her beautiful face instantly turning red. She quickly pulled her hand back and scolded, "What are you doing, suddenly grabbing my hand?"

"…"

"So what if I touched your butt and now your hand?" Lu Xun muttered softly.

In an instant, Xuan Yin's face grew even redder, spreading to her neck and ears.

"You… be serious!" She clenched her lips tightly and said in exasperation, "Otherwise, I'll go back."

"Hehehe." Lu Xun grinned playfully, "Alright, alright. I won't tease you anymore. Let's continue copying the poems."

Xuan Yin glared at him fiercely and silently picked up the brush again, copying the two ancient poems seriously.

After a while, she finally finished copying the two poems. Xuan Yin put down the brush, stretched lazily, and her well-endowed chest swelled even more, almost leaving the nearby Lu Xun dumbfounded.

However, halfway through her stretch, Xuan Yin suddenly realized something and hurriedly covered her chest, blushing and glaring at him, "What are you looking at? I'll gouge your eyes out if you keep staring."

Faced with this half-hearted threat, Lu Xun didn't take it seriously at all and asked with a smile, "I noticed that both you and your master's clothes are of good quality. Where did you get them from?"

"None of your business," Xuan Yin retorted with disdain, rolling her eyes at the ambiguous intentions of the troublemaker.

"Just asking," Lu Xun said nonchalantly.

"If you don't want to tell, forget it." Lu Xun didn't mind and picked up the poetry collection, saying leisurely, "Since you don't want to do the recitation, let's review the results from the previous days. I'll ask, and you answer. If you can't answer, I'll punish you."

"Review the results from the previous days?" Xuan Yin's face showed concern, and she hesitated, "I… I've forgotten most of it."

"…"

"You forgot everything?" Lu Xun asked in disbelief.

"Mhm," Xuan Yin bit her lip, sitting properly and looking down at her embroidered shoes, feeling embarrassed.

"Well…"

"That's unavoidable then."

"I can only help you refresh your memory. Give me your hand." Lu Xun took out a thin bamboo stick and said sternly, "I'm going to hit your palm!"

Hearing that he was going to hit her palm, Xuan Yin raised her head in disbelief, her eyes full of incredulity and even a bit of confusion. She asked, "You… You're going to hit my palm? Do you dare to hit my palm?"

"Why not?"

"I've spent so much effort teaching you poetry and literature, but you've forgotten everything you've learned. Shouldn't you be punished for that?" Lu Xun rolled his eyes and said seriously, "Quick, give me your hand."

Facing Lu Xun's sudden seriousness, Xuan Yin's head felt a bit dizzy, perhaps because she still carried too many unforgettable memories of her learning days with Immortal Miao Feng. In panic and unease, she absentmindedly reached out her hand to him, and even instinctively turned her palm upward.

"Wow, quite cooperative, you're a repeat offender, aren't you!" Lu Xun said without further ado, swiftly brandishing the thin bamboo stick toward the palm of the little demoness.

Xuan Yin closed her eyes in fright, and her body trembled slightly.

But what happened next was unexpected; her palm didn't hurt, but instead, he kissed her face.

"Ah—"

"You! You! You!!"