After becoming a Taoist partner with my senior sister, my master changed

Chapter 177 Not That Like

"Does Ying'er really like Chuan'er?" After a long time, Xu Hanyi was the first to break the silence.

"Yes." Jiang Wanying responded without hesitation and firmly.

"I just realized that I don't really like Chuan'er that much. Ying'er and Chuan'er should just... stay together happily."

Xu Hanyi tried hard to make her tone sound relaxed, but her slightly trembling voice revealed her complex emotions.

"Master... don't you regret it?" Jiang Wanying stared at Xu Hanyi closely, as if trying to find the answer from her expression.

"As for the other people around Chuan'er, I will help you deal with them."

"Chuan'er is very affectionate. You should keep a close eye on her from now on and don't give her any chance to take advantage of you."

Xu Hanyi did not answer Jiang Wanying's question, but continued talking to himself.

"..."

Jiang Wanying opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say for a moment. She just looked at Xu Hanyi silently, her eyes full of complicated emotions.

"Okay, I'm sorry for what happened before. Go to bed early today. We'll go home tomorrow."

Xu Hanyi rubbed Jiang Wanying's head, then slowly stood up and walked out the door.

"Master!"

Seeing Xu Hanyi about to leave, Jiang Wanying hurriedly grabbed him.

"Is there anything else, Ying'er?"

Xu Hanyi stopped, turned around slowly, looked at Jiang Wanying gently, with a hint of doubt on his face.

"I..." Jiang Wanying opened her lips slightly, wanting to say something but stopping herself, her eyes full of confusion.

"Don't worry, Ying'er. I will keep my word."

Xu Hanyi sighed slightly, a barely perceptible trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, and then he slowly turned and left.

"..."

Jiang Wanying just stared at Xu Hanyi's departing back, and the words that were on the tip of her tongue could not be said.

……

In Lin Chuan's room.

Lin Chuan sat at the table, his hands on his chin, his brows furrowed, staring out the window with a sad face.

When he thought of Xu Hanyi's stubborn character, coupled with his slightly yandere nature, Lin Chuan couldn't help but worry about Jiang Wanying and Qingshu, who he guessed had already fought with Xu Hanyi.

"Qing Shu..."

"I don't know who won between her and Master. I hope neither of them was hurt."

Lin Chuan looked at his weak and pitiful cultivation level, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, feeling as if he was walking on thin ice.

"Why are you sighing, Qin Lang? Are your sisters making you unhappy?"

The gentle words seemed to carry a hint of concern. As soon as they fell, a faint fragrance came to his nose and lingered on the tip of Lin Chuan's nose.

Immediately afterwards, before Lin Chuan could come to his senses, he felt himself tightly embraced by a pair of soft arms, and his whole body was trapped in that soft embrace.

"..."

Lin Chuan was about to break free from Qing Shu's arms, and the subconscious action had just gained momentum when he was immediately stopped by Qing Shu.

Qing Shu tightened her arms slightly and hugged Lin Chuan tighter. She rested her chin lightly on Lin Chuan's shoulder and whispered in his ear:

"If Qin Lang doesn't want the backyard to get into trouble again, let me hold you for a while. I'll leave soon."

When Lin Chuan heard this, his body froze and he sighed helplessly.

"Are you hurt?"

Lin Chuan hesitated for a moment, then asked softly. He tilted his head slightly to check on Qing Shu's condition, his eyes filled with worry.

"Don't worry, it's okay."

Qingshu shook her head gently, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.

"That's good."

Lin Chuan let out a long sigh, and his tense expression finally relaxed a little.

"Why didn't Qin Lang ask me if your master was injured?"

Qingshu tilted her head slightly, looking at Lin Chuan with a questioning look in her eyes, a half-smile on her face.

"..."

Although Lin Chuan really wanted to know, his intuition told him that it would be better not to ask any further questions at this moment.

"Qin Lang is so timid that he can't control the backyard."

As Qing Shu spoke, she stretched out her hand and gently rubbed Lin Chuan's furrowed brow with her fingertips, as if she wanted to smooth out the worry between his brows.

"You don't mind me being so sentimental?"

Lin Chuan raised his eyes, with a hint of complexity and temptation in his eyes, and looked straight at Qing Shu.

"..."

Qing Shu was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "I support Qin Lang no matter what he does." The tone was gentle, but seemed to carry a hint of bravado.

"I want to hear the truth."

Lin Chuan frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on Qing Shu. He didn't want to hear those seemingly magnanimous perfunctory words, he just wanted to know what she really thought in her heart.

Qing Shu lowered her head slightly and bit her lip, as if she was struggling for a moment. Then she raised her eyes, her eyes full of helplessness and affection, and said softly, "Of course I mind, but compared to this, I'm more afraid that Qin Lang will be sad."

There was a hint of bitterness in her voice. Although she spoke the truth, the grievance hidden in her words was clearly palpable, making the atmosphere suddenly become heavy and bitter.

"Silly lady..."

Lin Chuan called out softly, his face filled with emotion. He reached out and gently played with Qing Shu's flowing black hair, his fingers slowly twirling around the inky hair, his movements gentle yet intimate.

"Qin Lang's master is not injured. Almost no one at the same level can hurt her, so Qin Lang can rest assured."

Qingshu tilted her head slightly and looked at Lin Chuan, letting him continue to play with her hair, with a soothing look in her eyes.

"Actually, you don't have to accommodate me too much. I hope you can be happy when you are with me, instead of hiding everything in your heart and bearing it silently." Lin Chuan said softly, his voice full of heartache and sincerity.

"..."

"Okay, I should go now. If I stay any longer, my sisters will probably make Qin Lang unhappy again."

Qing Shu gently pulled away the hair that Lin Chuan was playing with, adjusted the corner of her clothes, then took out a jade pendant engraved with the word "Qing" from the storage space and slowly tied it around Lin Chuan's waist.

"If you miss me, inject your spiritual energy into the jade pendant. I will sense it and come to you immediately."

As soon as she finished speaking, she quickly moved closer to Lin Chuan, and with a hint of shyness and attachment, she gently touched his lips. Then, she flashed and instantly turned into a stream of light, disappearing from Lin Chuan's sight in the blink of an eye.

"..."

The faint fragrance belonging to Qingshu that had been lingering in the room gradually dissipated, leaving only silence.

……

"Achuan."

I don’t know how long it took, but a soft call broke the long silence.

"Senior Sister." Lin Chuan came back to his senses and responded softly.

"What is Achuan thinking about?"

Jiang Wanying tilted her head slightly, her beautiful eyes full of curiosity and concern as she looked at Lin Chuan, trying to find out from his expression why he was so absent-minded just now.

"I'm just thinking about some questions about cultivation. Have you finished talking with Senior Sister?"

"Ah."

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