Playing with Fire

“Alright!”

Luo Bingning’s eyes crinkled with amusement. As she raised her hand, a faint shimmer flashed from her storage ring, and a delicate porcelain spoon settled into her palm.

She leaned forward slightly, slowly dipping the small spoon into the soup. With a gentle scoop, she brought it to Zhang Xiaocha’s lips, speaking softly, “Here, eat up~”

Zhang Xiaocha’s head shot up.

She stared at Luo Bingning, her large, dark eyes wide with astonishment, long lashes trembling with surprise.

[How is Senior Sister so strange today…]
[First, she smiled at Chacha, and now she’s even feeding me…]
[Hiss—]
[Could Senior Sister have eaten something unclean…]
[Is she possessed!?]

Hearing the thoughts echo in her mind, Luo Bingning’s cheeks flushed with a faint blush. Her brows furrowed slightly as she chided softly, “What are you thinking about so intently…?”

“If you don’t eat it, then I’ll eat it myself…”

She made to bring the porcelain spoon to her own mouth.

Zhang Xiaocha’s expression turned frantic. “Ah… no…”

“Actually…”

“Actually, I wanted to say that Senior Sister, you’re so nice~”

“Hehe~”

She then bit down on the porcelain spoon, which was moving away from her, grumbling inwardly.

[How strange… Weren’t things fine just before…]
[Why is she suddenly angry again…]
[Her mood shifted faster than Chacha could even help someone undress…]

As the chattering thoughts resumed, Luo Bingning glared exasperatedly at Zhang Xiaocha before her.

Zhang Xiaocha lowered her head, obediently sipping the meat soup. A flicker of slyness quickly crossed her autumn-water-like eyes as her mind raced with wild thoughts. “Hehe~”

[Although I’m not sure what’s wrong with Senior Sister, I can clearly feel her attitude towards Chacha is much better now.]
[So…]
[If Chacha takes advantage of this moment to raise her Disgust Value, the effect will definitely be excellent! Maybe I can fill it up in one go! Then, Chacha can finally go home~]

Her eyes sparkled, her small mouth completely stuffed with the meat soup, a few trickles of broth slipping down the corners of her lips.

[Hehe~]
[Moreover, ever since Senior Sister bullied Chacha that day, her Disgust Value has been dropping like crazy, leaving only 50 points left for me…]

Just as she was about to speak and provoke, she felt a cool, icy touch on her chin. It gently caressed her, a sensation that was surprisingly pleasant. “Mmm~”

She moaned instinctively.

“Don’t move! You’re so old, yet you still let food spill from your mouth.”

Luo Bingning took out a handkerchief embroidered with a phoenix pattern and gently wiped her mouth.

[Oh, right…]
[I haven’t finished the meat soup yet… hehe~]
[Then the Disgust Value will just have to wait for Chacha a little longer…]
[Hehe~]

Suppressing the urge to earn Disgust Value, Zhang Xiaocha clung to the porcelain spoon, sipping the meat soup spoon after tiny spoon.

[Mmm~]
[So delicious~ hehe~]

The soft, sweet thoughts echoed in Luo Bingning’s mind. A doting smile played on her lips.

As the mutton soup in the bowl neared its end, Zhang Xiaocha’s dark eyes darted around. Her small head spun with frantic thoughts. “Mmm…”

[What should I use to raise Senior Sister’s Disgust Value now?]

There was nothing else around.

[It seems Chacha will have to tackle Senior Sister’s Disgust Value from the root!]

As if a thought had struck her, her eyes brightened. She lowered her head, gently swallowing the last spoonful of mutton soup. “Hehe~ It’s decided, it’s you! Go, my good Second Senior Sister, Mu Xi!”

She tilted her head slightly, looking at Luo Bingning, who was close by. Her small face was faintly flushed, her eyes filled with hope, and her voice held a hint of coyness. “Eh? Senior Sister, why are you being so nice to me today?”

“After spending all these days together, do you also think I am very suitable to be your co-cultivation partner?”

“Hehe~”

With that, Zhang Xiaocha slowly leaned her face closer, feigning a flirtatious air. She pressed her small nose into Luo Bingning’s cascading hair, gently inhaling its fragrance. “In that case, why don’t you just forget about Mu Xi, Senior Sister? She’s not even as pretty as Chacha~”

Enduring the discomfort in her body, she raised her wrist, pointing her thumb at herself with a “smug” expression.

[Mmm…]
[This scent…]
[No matter how I smell it, it really does seem like the delicious food Chacha ate in her dream back then…]
[But, I remember that food was clearly soft and had a lot of liquid…]
[Back then, Chacha was almost full from drinking it…]
[How could it smell so similar to Senior Sister’s hair?]

The sweet, soft thoughts, tinged with curiosity, echoed in Luo Bingning’s spiritual sea. This caused the blush on her face to deepen, even her neck acquiring a faint pink hue.

She lowered her head, a hint of guilt in her expression.

Ambiguous memories replayed like a revolving lantern in her mind, and a flicker of desire flashed in her eyes.

She secretly glanced at the flawless profile beside her, her throat bobbing slightly as a thought climbed into her heart. ‘It’s been almost three days since I touched Little Tea, hasn’t it…’

Her breathing became slightly hurried.

Upon realizing what she was thinking, her expression froze. ‘What… what am I thinking…’

Having received no reply for a while, Zhang Xiaocha found it strange. She glanced at Senior Sister beside her, only to see her with her head bowed, lost in thought.

Her autumn-water-like eyes spun playfully in their sockets. As if something had occurred to her, her eyes sparkled, and she unconsciously puffed out her chest, laughing heartily in her mind.

[Hahahaha~ Senior Sister must be utterly stunned~]
[She completely didn’t expect Chacha, who was obedient just a second ago, to start provoking her and even touch her hair!]
[Everyone knows Senior Sister hates Chacha’s touch the most, especially her hair!]
[Not to mention this co-cultivation matter! In this Jade Maiden Sect, who doesn’t know that Luo Bingning only co-cultivates with Mu Xi?]
[Hahahaha~ Come on!]
[Resent me, Chacha! Hate me, Chacha! Scourge me fiercely, Chacha~]
[Hahahaha~ Raising Disgust Value is just a piece of cake, isn’t it?!]

The sweet thoughts, brimming with pride, made Luo Bingning’s delicate body tremble slightly. She murmured inwardly, ‘Fiercely… scourge Chacha?’

Ambiguous memories instantly surged back like a tide, swirling wantonly in her mind. Her throat bobbed as she slowly placed the bowl and spoon by the bedside.

She lifted her head, revealing eyes that had been deeply hidden by the dark strands across her forehead.

Her eyes, originally clear, captivating, and shimmering like autumn waters, were now deeply bloodshot. Her breathing was rapid, and her chest rose and fell violently.

Zhang Xiaocha nodded slightly, meeting Luo Bingning’s bloodshot eyes directly. Her heart swelled with pure joy!

[Hahahahaaha~]
[Yes! Just like that!]
[Be furious!]
[Resent me!]
[These measly Disgust Value points are nothing but a piece of cake for Chacha, aren’t they?!]
[Hahahahaaha~]