Poisoned by Love (Part 2)

As Gan Tang’s heart fluttered, the small figure in her arms slipped away as silently as a fish.

Lu Qiancha had already landed gracefully by the table and was holding a teapot, standing on tiptoe to pour Gan Tang a cup of clear, slightly hot tea.

“There’s no rush…” She held out the teacup, her blue eyes curved into crescents, her smile so sweet and gentle it didn’t seem real. “Gan Tang can take her time to think. Qiancha will be here… obediently waiting for you.”

“Oh, oh, okay.”

Gan Tang’s brain had completely crashed.

She couldn’t tell if she was dreaming.

She subconsciously took the teacup from Lu Qiancha and took a sip—

“Pfft—hot, hot, hot!!” The scalding tea unexpectedly burned her tongue.

Gan Tang’s hand trembled, and half a cup of hot tea spilled out!

The water quickly spread across Lu Qiancha’s simple white robe, leaving a large, dark stain.

“Ugh!” Lu Qiancha picked up the soaked material clinging to her body in confusion.

“My clothes… are dirty now.”

She tilted her head, her tone innocent and bewildered.

“S-Senior Brother, I’m so sorry!”

Gan Tang rushed forward to wipe it off, her fingertips brushing against a patch of warm, soft skin through the thin, soaked fabric.

She recoiled as if burned.

“Gan Tang…” Lu Qiancha tugged at her wet, cold collar, her blue eyes looking at her with a little-animal-like grievance.

“Does Gan Tang have clean… clothes to change into? This one… needs to be washed.”

“Yes, yes, I do!”

Almost desperately, she rummaged through her storage ring and pulled out a brand-new, light pink silk gauze Hanfu robe.

With a flash of spiritual light, the robe floated, shrunk, and transformed into a size that fit Lu Qiancha.

“Senior Brother, change first! Call me when you’re done!”

Like a startled rabbit, Gan Tang thrust the robe into Lu Qiancha’s hands, turned around, and practically fled from the room.

Her back slammed heavily against the cold door.

Her heart was still pounding in her chest.

Senior Brother’s gaze just now, that smile, the soft, innocent dependence that had unintentionally spilled out…

“Really… something like liking someone… Waaah, I haven’t prepared myself mentally yet…”

Gan Tang abruptly covered her burning cheeks and crouched down, her voice squeezing out from between her fingers, filled with sweet shyness and confusion.

“Gan Tang!”

The call from inside the room sounded again, soft and watery.

Gan Tang took a deep breath, forcing herself to appear calm as she pushed open the door. “Senior Brother, what’s wrong…?”

Her words died in her throat.

The scene before her instantly turned Gan Tang into a stone statue.

Under the sunlight, a little blue furball was “wrestling” with a robe—the ties of the light pink Hanfu were tangled around her, trapping Lu Qiancha’s upper body like a net.

A pair of slender arms struggled and twisted in the sleeves, and the robe… was stuck above her waist.

“Ugh~” Lu Qiancha was trapped in the tangled fabric, her voice tinged with a whine. “This thing… is bullying me…”

Gan Tang’s mind went blank!

Blood rushed to the top of her head!

“T-This isn’t how you wear these clothes!” she practically dove forward, scrambling to untangle the head trapped in the complicated ties.

Her fingertips inevitably brushed against sensitive ear tips, causing Lu Qiancha to let out a soft “ugh,” which sent a jolt of tingling numbness through Gan Tang’s fingertips.

Finally, she managed to undo the restraints, straightening the fabric on the small body.

However, as her gaze swept below the waist—

She caught sight of a tender shoot, unique to spring…

“…Senior Brother!”

Gan Tang felt a heat rush to her nose, her voice changing pitch. “Where are… your underpants?!”

The questioned little blue furball shrank back abruptly, her fluffy tail instinctively covering her front, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible: “D-don’t have any that fit… H-haven’t had time to buy any yet…”

The small, flushed face looked like a child caught stealing candy.

Gan Tang took a deep breath, suppressing the surging heat in her heart.

Resigned, she pulled a set of brand-new, pure cotton undergarments from the depths of her storage ring.

“Come on, Senior Brother, lift your leg.
That’s right, very good, very good.
Okay, now you’ve got them on.”

Gan Tang tied the waistband of the underpants, creating a bow, then looked with satisfaction at the somewhat bashful Lu Qiancha before her.

“So cute! As expected of my Senior Brother!”

Gan Tang grinned and reached out to pat Lu Qiancha’s little head.

“Ugh…”

Lu Qiancha frowned slightly, feeling the sensation of the soft fabric.

She reached out and poked Gan Tang’s arm.

“Hmm? What’s wrong, Senior Brother?”

Gan Tang looked down, and saw Lu Qiancha point to her back, then softly say, “Tail… uncomfortable.”

Gan Tang followed Lu Qiancha’s finger, nodding in understanding.

She reached out, gently lifted the skirt, and moved the elastic band of the underpants down a bit, leaving a small gap for the fluffy tail.

“All done!”

Gan Tang clapped her hands in satisfaction.

She surveyed the little wolf loli before her, the light pink dress, the small triangular ears, and the large blue tail wagging non-stop behind her—it was all too cute!

However, as Gan Tang looked her up and down, she felt like something was missing.

Inadvertently, Gan Tang’s eyes landed on Lu Qiancha’s fair little feet.

She suddenly realized what it was: no shoes and socks! No wonder something was off.

So Gan Tang’s fingertips trembled as she rummaged for a moment, finally selecting a pair of fine silk Western-style stockings from the Western Regions—milky white, flowing with a delicate, smooth luster under the sunlight.

Then Gan Tang turned her attention to Lu Qiancha’s small feet.

“Come on, Senior Brother, lift your foot.”

“Mm.”

Lu Qiancha obediently lifted her small foot, watching as the white silk covered her pink, delicate toes, slowly covering her sole, then slowly sliding from her calf to her thigh.

“One’s on! Lift the other foot.”

Gan Tang called out. Then her gaze gradually focused on Lu Qiancha’s fair little foot, then slowly shifted to the little wolf cub’s paw.

‘Why are Senior Brother’s hands paws, but not her feet? That’s so weird.’

Gan Tang tilted her head, reaching out to pinch Lu Qiancha’s paw.

It was soft and a little furry, very nice to pinch.

Then she pinched Lu Qiancha’s small foot, which was also soft, but felt completely different from her paw.

“Ugh…”

Lu Qiancha purred softly, feeling a tickle on her foot…

Gan Tang gently poked the arch of Lu Qiancha’s foot.

“Ugh-hm…” Lu Qiancha made a weak moaning sound, her pink toes all curling up.

At this moment, a glint flashed in Gan Tang’s eyes, and a mischievous thought suddenly sprouted in her heart.

‘Hmph! This is the price for making your gentle and cute junior sister chop trees all alone!’

Her fingertips once again moved toward the curled, incredibly sensitive arch—and tickled it lightly.

But at that moment, Gan Tang suddenly heard a cry of shame and anger—”Gan Tang!”

Caught off guard, smack—a soft foot landed directly on Gan Tang’s cheek!

The delicate scent of vanilla mixed with Lu Qiancha’s unique warm and sweet body fragrance instantly enveloped Gan Tang’s nose…

The scent instantly reminded Gan Tang of the time she had kissed Lu Qiancha’s cheek… On a whim, she stuck out her tongue and licked it very quickly, very lightly—mmm, it really was vanilla-flavored.

The warm, wet sensation was clearly imprinted on the sole of Lu Qiancha’s foot.

“Eeeeek!!!”

An unprecedented burst of intense stimulation shot through Lu Qiancha like electricity, causing her ankle to jerk violently, throwing her off balance.

Bang—!

She fell squarely on her backside onto the hard, cold floor.

The sharp pain and violent impact on her vulnerable tailbone caused the psychological trauma she had suffered at Wan Shuang’s hands to erupt again.

In a moment of disorientation, tears as big as beans rolled down her cheeks.

“Senior Brother!”

Gan Tang was scared out of her wits.

She rushed over to lift the fallen Lu Qiancha back onto the bed.

Looking at her reddened eyes and the tears clinging to her eyelashes, she guiltily asked, “Are you okay, Senior Brother?”

“Am not okay!”

Hearing Gan Tang’s voice, Lu Qiancha instantly exploded.

She stood up, reached out with her paw, and pointed shakily at Gan Tang, so angry that she couldn’t even form a complete sentence.

“Y-y-you… pervert!”

Seeing this, Gan Tang’s knees went weak from guilt.

She knelt on the ground, shrinking with her head bowed, and said, “Senior Brother, I was wrong, I’ll never do it again!”

Just then, Xun Xue, who had finished the residency procedures, pushed open the door and entered the room.

Looking at the bristling, crying little blue furball and Gan Tang kneeling on the floor, her voice was full of shock and confusion, “What in the world is going on here?”