Chapter 111.1 : The Fragrant Boudoir (Part 1)
At this moment, the Lu sisters wished they could bury their heads straight into the ground. Fortunately, Shui Qianrou only felt a trace of surprise and did not think deeply about the source of the scent.
After all, though she was older, she too only possessed theoretical knowledge in this regard and had never personally experienced such matters.
Chu Ge, on the other hand, was nowhere near as nervous as the two sisters. Instead, he watched with great interest the graceful, swaying figure of Shui Qianrou as she walked.
Being stared at so openly by Chu Ge, even someone as gentle and composed as Shui Qianrou felt somewhat uneasy. She could only shift her attention toward her disciples.
"You two—have you completed today's cultivation?"
Hearing this, the sisters' little faces instantly fell.
Knowing that Shui Qianrou had returned, they were well aware that there was no longer any chance to do anything else.
"The ring your senior brother gave you is extraordinary in its effects. Go back and study its mysteries carefully. Do not disappoint your senior brother's goodwill."
Shui Qianrou continued her admonishment.
These two girls had dared to 'sneak an attack' while she was away. Though she wasn't angry, she still intended to give them a small lesson—so they would understand that some things must first be tasted by one's master before disciples can have their turn.
"We understand."
The sisters could only nod obediently. Reluctantly, they left Chu Ge's side and returned to cultivate.
Before leaving, they couldn't help but look back again and again, their pitiful little gazes truly enough to soften anyone's heart.
Chu Ge merely smiled without saying a word as he watched all this.
Only after the two disciples had completely gone did Shui Qianrou notice the inexplicable smile on Chu Ge's face.
"Hmph! What are you smiling at? You seduced my two disciples, and I haven't even settled that account with you yet!"
Shui Qianrou shot him an annoyed glare, though its lethality was close to zero—instead, it was filled with resentment and faint grievance.
"Hehe. If I seduced two junior sisters and you want to settle accounts with me… then if I were to seduce you, dear Martial Aunt—how would you calculate that debt?"
Chu Ge stepped forward, staring straight into the beautiful martial uncle's eyes, clear as rippling autumn water, his intent unmistakably aggressive.
Caught off guard by Chu Ge's sudden boldness, Shui Qianrou flushed visibly, the redness spreading across her face at a speed discernible to the naked eye.
"Y-you… you bad boy! Completely shameless!"
She hurriedly cast a subtle glance around her surroundings.
Only after confirming that the two disciples were already far away and that there were no attendants on the peak did she finally relax a little.
Her heart pounding like a drum, Shui Qianrou felt that Chu Ge was standing far too close.
So close that the scorching warmth of his breath brushed against her face with every exhale, stirring an unbearable sense of羞燥 within her heart.
Observing this beautiful, alluring, full-figured martial uncle at such close range, Chu Ge once again couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Shui Qianrou's appearance might not be the most striking among the women he had seen.
Whether it was his master Luo Huangjun, his martial aunt Dantai Jinglian, or his "cheap" elder sister Ying Qingjue, purely in terms of looks, all of them surpassed Shui Qianrou by a margin.
But the mature aura that radiated from Shui Qianrou's very bones was utterly unique among all the women Chu Ge had encountered so far.
Even compared to women who were already married, she likely surpassed them.
And her lush, ripe figure was perfectly shaped to hit every point a man loved.
At this very moment, just by lowering his gaze, Chu Ge could glimpse the snowy, tantalizing depths hidden beneath her robes.
Such unrestrained scrutiny naturally did not escape Shui Qianrou's notice, especially since all her attention was fixed on Chu Ge.
As shame bloomed in her heart, a trace of pride and sweetness also quietly arose.
That her charm could so thoroughly captivate the man she admired filled Shui Qianrou with indescribable delight.
Still, she did not forget the propriety she ought to maintain. Pretending to be angry, she said, "You brat—have you truly become so lawless?"
Though she said so, she made no move whatsoever to evade Chu Ge's gaze.
Chu Ge naturally perceived everything clearly, yet he did not rush matters. Instead, he deliberately eased off.
He took two steps back, voluntarily withdrawing from the intensely ambiguous distance, and spoke with solemn seriousness:
"Martial Aunt, I came today because there's something I wish to ask for your help with."
Seeing Chu Ge adopt such an attitude, Shui Qianrou's heart skipped a beat.