Chapter 132 - Kisses
Chapter 132: Kisses
Above the sea of clouds, the mist swirled, obscuring the view beyond two or three meters.
Their bodies were tightly enveloped in the fog, and Jiang Huai suspected that if they weren’t outside but in a room, Wen Wanwan’s body might have already been pressed beneath him.
Or perhaps, it would be Wen Wanwan pressing him down.
The usually calm and tender Wen Wanwan seemed to grow bolder when they were alone, and the most important reason for this was that Jiang Huai had not rejected her, so her courage grew bit by bit.
Jiang Huai even suspected that if he made some excessive request at this moment, Wen Wanwan might agree... But after all, they were out in broad daylight, and he felt it necessary to consider the girl’s modesty.
The campfire burned in the mist, hazy and indistinct. When the fire died down, Jiang Huai threw two sweet potatoes into the embers. The bench in the pavilion was long enough for him to lie down and take a nap. At the moment, his head rested on Wen Wanwan’s legs, and her hands were gently massaging his head.
Jiang Huai didn’t fall asleep but chatted softly with Wen Wanwan about her past.
Wen Wanwan, like him, was originally an ordinary child from the secular world, bought by a cultivator responsible for seeking disciples with potential from ordinary families. For large sects like theirs, there were always cultivators tasked with finding potential disciples. After all, for just a few hundred silver taels, they could buy an outer disciple. Outer disciples didn’t require much resource investment, and if they achieved something later on, it would be a boon for the sect.
Wen Wanwan and Wen Fufu were brought to the mountain gate at a young age. Wen Wanwan was found to have a decent talent for cultivation, and although her sister had some talent as well, she was plagued by a mysterious vein condition that left her bedridden almost every day, weak and frail. She was originally going to be expelled from the Tianxuan Sect, but the kind-hearted elder sister Wen Wanwan had met previously in the outer sect arranged for the two sisters to sleep together. Although nothing more was done, Wen Wanwan was especially grateful.
As for their parents in the secular world, Wen Wanwan and Wen Fufu had long forgotten their faces, and even if they remembered, they would not seek them out again. Disciples taken to the mountain gate were considered to have severed ties with the mundane world.
Wen Wanwan’s previous life was very dull, without any friends, and she focused on her cultivation. She didn’t have many stories to tell, and most conversations would eventually turn to her sister, who loved to read all sorts of strange books, especially those written by an author named Ah Mumu...