Chapter 133: Chapter 118: Lifelong Commitment Chapter 133: Chapter 118: Lifelong Commitment “Zhao you big-headed ghost, Zhao Lang!”
Su Xiaoxiao bit her lip, tilting her head to carefully examine Zhao Rong’s face.
He was gently cradling her hand as he tenderly rolled up the white cloth, bandaging her wound.
Su Xiaoxiao’s charming smile was adorable, her beautiful eyes filled with anticipation.
She felt she could never get enough of looking at him, but she wasn’t in a hurry, because she had a lifetime ahead of her.
“Zhao Lang, Zhao Lang…”
The little fox demon softly called out again, her pearly teeth and rosy lips, her eyes watery, her voice soft and gentle.
Yet it carried a bit of a nasal tone, a leftover from her recent tears.
Zhao Rong blinked and looked up.
Seeing her sweetheart looking up at her, Su Xiaoxiao stopped talking, her eyebrows expressing her happiness as she gazed at his face, her eyes as bright as stars.
This was her Zhao Lang.
The only one she wished to spend her life with.
Ever since she was an untransformed little fox, and she found that novel brimming with sentimental love and heartbreaking passion, she’d dreamed of meeting a scholar who would suit her desires and desires her in return, to have a romance all her own.
Fox Clan is passionate.
The sisters in her clan often discussed finding more men in the mortal realm to serve as cultivation cauldrons.
But she didn’t think so. One lover was enough for her.
Just like in the novels, growing old together, faithful until the end.
Perhaps that was why she was unpopular among her peers: fondness for reading, no interest in cultivation, peculiar ideas, and, uh, a face that even the clan elders sighed over…
But she didn’t care, she only cared about the one she cared about caring for her.
Zhao Rong, seeing her smile foolishly without speaking, bent his head again to continue cradling her soft jade fingers, seriously attending to the bandaging.
But from time to time, he frowned, because the wound was too deep, evident from her blood-soaked fingernails.
Zhao Rong was distressed and wondered whether he should go gather some herbs to apply to the wound.
“Zhao Lang, Zhao Lang, my little Zhao Lang~”
The little fox demon called out foolishly again.
Zhao Rong felt a bit embarrassed by her calling, but hearing her soft voice become slightly hoarse from crying, he felt even more heartache.
When they were just friends, he saw her as someone who was bullied, and he might have bullied her, too.
Now… well, he still couldn’t help wanting to tease her, but she had become his own baby now. Only he could tease her, not even she was allowed to tease herself.
With resignation, Zhao Rong said, “Where did you learn to be so cheesy?”
“That’s what they call it in the books… um, what else should I call Zhao Lang… Zhao Brother? Rong Brother? Little Brother Ronger?”
Su Xiaoxiao tilted her little head, tallying options with her jade-like fingers.
When Zhao Rong heard the last name, his eyelids twitched, and he quickly shook his head.
Seeing his reaction, Su Xiaoxiao thought for another moment, her eyes sparkling with sudden insight, though she appeared a bit shy as she tentatively suggested:
“…How about… calling you ‘Husband’ then?”
Su Xiaoxiao looked at him expectantly.
Zhao Rong’s body tensed, not daring to respond.
Then, full of joy, Su Xiaoxiao softly called out, “Husband, Husband~”
Zhao Rong raised his head, his expression serious, “Xiaoxiao, actually, a name is just a label, anything is fine really, maybe we should…”
“Husband, Husband, Husband…”
Su Xiaoxiao repeated, tilting her head and finding the words appealing.
Zhao Rong hurriedly interrupted her, his tone grave, “Let’s stick with Zhao Lang, I think it’s quite good.”
“Didn’t you say it was cheesy?”
Zhao Rong had a full head of black lines, thinking: aren’t the ones you said afterward even cheesier?
Su Xiaoxiao glanced at Zhao Rong, lifted her uninjured jade hand but suddenly stopped halfway, rubbing it vigorously against her body before carefully stretching it out again, gently touching Zhao Rong’s face, earnestly saying:
“Even though right now Zhao Lang and I just have mutual affections and haven’t met each other’s families, I already belong to you. I’m not in a hurry, I can always wait, and it’s fine even if Zhao Lang doesn’t give me a formal status…”
Upon hearing this, Zhao Rong’s eyebrows raised slightly.
Huh, considering this, he could tell her about Qing Jun; she seems to be suggesting she could accept another woman. Well, that means he didn’t have to worry about her side anymore. But as for Qing Jun… that seemed a bit challenging…
Zhao Rong’s thoughts raced.
But before he could rejoice, Su Xiaoxiao’s next words made him catch his breath.
“In books, it’s normal for a man and woman to love each other without any formal status, because they only have eyes for each other, and that’s enough. I’m willing to accept that too, after all, I am a Fox Demon. But… if Zhao Rong could give me a status, I would be very happy.”
Oh, you silly girl, you still want to have him all to yourself.
No, I need to do some ideological work on this girl. The thoughts corrupted by those romance novels are too outdated. I need to update her with the universally accepted values of this world. Ah, the Three Obediences and Four Virtues are so good; even I have started following the local customs.
Zhao Rong opened his mouth, but before he could speak, he was suddenly interrupted.
Su Xiaoxiao saw the strange expression on her lover’s face and became a bit suspicious.
She said with a brilliant smile:
“Zhao Rong, do you have other women?”
Zhao Rong saw her expression and really wanted to nod, but then he noticed her bandaged hand was tightly clenched into a fist.
“It’s alright, Zhao Rong… Just tell me the truth.”
Zhao Rong lowered his head to look.
He saw that the thick white cloth he had wrapped around her hand was once again soaked in red, the stain growing larger.
Zhao Rong licked his lips.
“Silly girl, what are you thinking about? Right now, you’re the only woman for me,”
Well, in a certain sense, that was indeed true…
Su Xiaoxiao’s clenched fist relaxed, and those large fox eyes narrowed into crescents once again.
Zhao Rong breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself that was a close one.
Could it be that Xiaoxiao is a hidden yandere? Nah, probably not, otherwise she would’ve done more than just running off alone this afternoon; she would’ve knocked me out and devoured me alive…
“Zhao Rong, once we get to Du You City, I’ll take you to meet my great-grandmother. She’s my only kin. Once she learns Xiaoxiao has found a good man to entrust my life to, she will definitely be very happy.”
Zhao Rong casually responded, helping her to remove the bloodstained cloth, took some clean water to wash the wound, and rewrapped it with fresh cloth.
“Zhao Rong, what about your family? You have never really talked to me in detail about them.”
“My mother passed away three years ago. As for my father, my mother said he was in his hometown in the Southern Tranquility State… No, that’s it.”
“Oh, then I will accompany you to find your uncle in the future.”
Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes, the corners of his mouth subtly lifted, but he said nothing.
The flames danced with crackling sounds.
The woman’s natural beauty was utterly enchanting as her gaze rested entirely upon the man who was seriously wrapping her injury with lowered head.
He occupied her heart.
Zhao Rong let out a breath and put aside the task at hand.
When he looked up, he met Su Xiaoxiao’s gaze.
Su Xiaoxiao slowly closed her eyes and tilted her delicate chin upwards willingly.
The beauty’s forehead and fine brows, teeth like strung shells, lips like petals, eyelashes trembling faintly.
Zhao Rong’s pupils contracted, his breathing became rapid, and after a moment’s gaze, he leaned forward.
there was the scent of delicate fragrances, soft jade in his embrace, and the sweet taste on their lips.
The feeling of petals was warm and moist.
The flavor of dew as sweet.
By the side of the flickering campfire,
This kiss sealed a lifetime of love.
PS: Sorry, brothers, I’m not feeling very well, the next update is at dawn.