Swing the sword at the future female devil

Chapter 322 Xie Cangling's Numerical Charm

Xie Cangling's soft body pressed close to Duan Huaige, her head lowered as she held a silk scarf, gently stroking Duan Huaige's thigh. The girl's clean and pleasant hair fragrance filled Duan Huaige's nostrils, and when he lowered his head, he saw the girl's porcelain-white neck, which, combined with the just-right blush on her cheeks, made him unconsciously lose a little composure.

No, sis, can you wipe that area?
Although Xiao Xie deliberately avoided a certain place, the more he deliberately avoided it, the more ambiguous it seemed.

This can't go on! Otherwise, I'll be completely socially awkward in front of this innocent, blank-slate-like guy!

"It's alright, Cangling, it's nothing." Duan Huaige reached out to take the scarf, but found that he had unknowingly grasped Xie Cangling's small hand.

Duan Huaige: ?

This doesn't seem right. It feels like Cangling, the little darling, put her hand in my palm.

Impossible, absolutely impossible! Cang Ling is so innocent and kind, how could she possibly do this to me!
Xiao Xie raised her small face slightly, her eyes filled with a hint of guilt and grievance after doing something wrong: "I'm sorry, Huai Ge, I was clumsy and made you all dirty."

"How about you take it off and I wash it for you in a bit?"

"no, I'm fine."

"Huaige, are you afraid I'll ruin your clothes?" Xiao Xie lowered her eyes and said sadly, "I'll be very careful. If you're really worried, I... I can ask someone else to wash them."

"Cangling, you've misunderstood. That's not what I meant." Duan Huaige quickly said, "Okay, you can help me wash up when we get back."

Xie Cangling looked up, her eyes filled with joy: "Thank you, Huai Ge. To express my apology, I will punish myself with three drinks."

As she spoke, she picked up the wine glass in front of her, filled three glasses in turn, drank the first glass in one gulp, and then turned the glass upside down to indicate that she had no wine left.

She downed the second cup in one gulp, but the pungent liquor still made her cough uncontrollably. Seeing that she was about to drink a third cup in one go, Duan Huaige stopped her:
"Alright, alright, Cangling, I'm not angry with you. You should stop drinking."

He tried to snatch the wine glass from the socially anxious boy's hand. Xie Cangling's eyes flashed with a sly smile of triumph. He pretended to accidentally spill all the wine in the glass on his collar during the struggle, and the wine slowly flowed down his delicate collarbone, meandering deeper into the valley.

"ah…"

Duan Huaige quickly put down his wine glass, grabbed a silk scarf, and was about to wipe the socially anxious boy's collar, but after wiping it a couple of times, he suddenly felt something was wrong and froze on the spot, unable to move.

Oh no... It's so soft... Is this a place I can wipe? People might misunderstand, right? At least Xiao Jiang is watching!
Xie Cangling looked at Duan Huaige with a pitiful expression, gently reached out and grasped the back of Duan Huaige's hand, timidly uttering two words:

"Huai Ge, it's so chilly~"

This series of actions almost brought the other party's protective instincts to their peak. Duan Huaige continued to wipe the wine residue off the girl's collar with a pained expression, no longer caring about anything ambiguous.

She's just my dear sister! What's there to misunderstand when a brother wipes his sister's face?!

If anyone misunderstands, it means she's viewing our platonic relationship through tinted glasses!
"Snap—" Little Jiang's eyes widened as she snapped another string from the new guzheng with her little hand.

No, Cangling, you really came... Who taught you to play like this!

Jiang Xiyu's vision went black, and she felt utterly hopeless about this world... This is not what we agreed on!
Yan Qiuxi said she was dancing behind a screen, but in reality, the shadow perfectly showcased her curves, and the hazy, ethereal beauty only made people more excited... Xie Cangling said she didn't drink and wouldn't persuade Duan Huaige to drink, but then, with the aroma of tea wafting through the air, she not only threw herself into his arms, but even made Duan Huaige...

She looked down at the guzheng in front of her, unable to figure out what her music could possibly evoke in Duan Huaige.

Damn it, I should have been the one to feed the wine... If all else fails, I could have danced the screen dance behind the screen... Why did I have to be chosen for this accompaniment task!

Jiang Xiyu forced herself to calm down, constantly convincing herself that her best friend was just working hard for the virginity-protecting scheme, and that whether it was Yan Qiuxi or Cang Ling, they were just acting!
Yes, it's all acting! My best friend would never betray me!
Be patient, Xiao Jiang, be patient!

Jiang Xiyu, whose turtle-like nature had suddenly become apparent, successfully comforted herself once again. After resetting her strings, she continued to focus intently on playing the piano, seemingly trying to distract herself from her two best friends' amazing performance.

Yan Wang jumped around behind the screen for a long time, feeling quite pleased with herself. After all, this ingenious move of using feints to suppress realities not only gave Duan Huaige a feast for the eyes but also left her with no reason to accuse her—putting everything else aside, just tell me, didn't you see my clothes?

I really want to see Huai Ge's expression right now, it must be very interesting, right? Yan Qiuxi thought to herself, and took advantage of a break in her movement to secretly peek through the gap between the screens.

Then she saw Xie Cangling, under the guise of expressing gratitude, personally feed Duan Huaige wine.

Because she was feeding him sideways, Xie Cangling deliberately placed her slender, pale fingers on the rim of the glass. When Duan Huaige's lips touched the glass to drink, they would kiss the socially awkward girl's delicate fingers. This ambiguous gesture, under the guise of Xie's usual innocent and kind persona, seemed to be veiled by an extra layer of secrecy. Her gaze, filled with anticipation, fixed on Duan Huaige.
Yan Qiuxi: ?

An unexpected opponent has appeared... No, Jiang Xiyu, how can you say that Xie Cangling, a class with no stats, has no stats?
My girlfriend danced so hard for so long, and now she's just become part of your play?

Where is Jiang Xiyu? Where is Jiang Xiyu? Please help her... Oh, she's hiding in her turtle shell. Oh, then it's alright.

It seems I'll have to take action! Yan Qiuxi sighed. Qingmei, a bottom-tier profession, is indeed unsuitable for the current top-tier competitive environment. I can only watch as I descend like a divine weapon to wipe out the tea horde.

If we don't go all out, we might really be defeated by you!
Turn the situation around!
She winked at the backup dancers around her, preparing to unleash her ultimate move as agreed.

As the backup dancers moved a row of screens aside, Yan Qiuxi, who had been completely hiding behind the screens and dancing lightly, began to shift her movements from feigned to real. Her slender, fair hands touched the screen, and she looked back with her crane-like neck. Her waist curved into an arc that was difficult for clouds to reach. The thin veil on her shoulders slipped down a bit with each breath, revealing a cinnabar mole on her fair skin.

She lifted her leg and hooked it back against the wooden frame, the gold-trimmed skirt flowing down like water, her jade-colored calves forming a breathtaking arc.

Jiang Xiyu: ?

I beg you, please stop jumping! Yan Qiuxi! Do you really want to force me to kneel down and die in front of you?!

(End of this chapter)