Chapter 178.2 - Drunk

178.2 – Drunk

Her gaze wandered, then she opened the cuff of a sock, and gently slipped the sock over Qi Qiqi’s exquisite foot.

Wow, what’s that, it’s so smooth! Xue Qilin’s hands trembled due to nervousness, and she inadvertently touched Qi Qiqi’s lower leg and felt a satiny smooth sensation.

After shaking her head to shake off the distracting thoughts, she slowly pulled up the sock to cover the tempting skin before her eyes little by little, and finally covered the thigh.

“Whew… fina, finally over.”

Xue Qilin breathed a log sigh of relief. While putting the sock on Qi Qiqi’s leg, she swallowed a total of four times and wiped cold sweat off her forehead three times, fearing that Qi Qiqi would wake up and beat her up.

“Hey, this really isn’t a job for I’d recommend!”

Xue Qilin plopped with her but on the floor and complained while wiping the sweat off her forehead.

At this moment —

“– you know, your expression just now was really vulgar. You drooled all over the floor. Hey, you showed me a really nice spectacle.”

A meaningful voice burst into her ears.

“I didn’t drool, okay? Who are — you!”

Xue Qilin suddenly awakened with a start and jumped up. She looked around in a panic.

“I’m here, a, bo, ve, you!”

The voice came from above.

Xue Qilin’s bent backwards exaggeratedly and finally saw a girl sitting on a beam.

The girl appears to be only about seventeen or eighteen years old and is dressed in a short hanfu [1] that has other ethnic elements incorporated.

Her eyes are round, big, and contain a smile, very suitable for a girl with a sweet smile.

The girl’s height lies between that of Qi Qiqi and Xue Qilin and her figure is petite. She has a lovely and child-like face and short hair with slightly curled tips, which sublimates her sweet temperament.

However, the most striking thing about her is her ample bosom.

— baby-faced and big-breasted.

This is probably the description that best encapsulates the girl’s characteristics.

“Little Xue!”

Anyhow, wasn’t she the first to get drunk, drunk to the point of not recognizing one’s family? Why does she look now like nothing happened? Xue Qilin still remembers how the other party had to crawl to the bed to sleep after three cups last night.

“This morning you were as interesting as you always are, Young, An, ces, tor.”

The girl — Xia Xue deliberately emphasized each syllable as she addressed Xue Qilin, which is obviously her being sarcastic.

Xue Qilin took back a few steps and straightened her back, all the while keeping her eyes on Xia Xue.

“Uh… that…”

“What?”

“Hey…” Xue Qilin smiled awkwardly, “Did you see everything?”

“Oh, you’re talking about this? Mhm, I saw it all.”

As Xia Xue spoke, she raised her leg. She didn’t seem to realize that her unguarded action has give Xue Qilin an erotic sight.

Next, she put her right elbow on her knee and propped up her head. At the same time, she bent her lips into an enigmatic smile.

“How very interesting — huh…? Why are you blushing?”

Xia Xue noticed that Xue Qilin blushed abruptly and hurriedly looked away, so she tilted her head and asked.

“It’s, it’s it’s nothing!”

Xue Qilin shook her head with all her might. Xia Xue pouted, dissatisfied.

“Can’t make heads or tails of you.”

“That should be my line!” Xue Qilin rolled her eyes, “What are you doing sitting up there? Looking at the scenery?”

“Oh — do you think there’s any scenery here?”

“Hey, then are you absorbing the essence of the moon?”

“Also not. That said, can you make a bit more reasonable guesses?”

With that, Xia Xue sighed helplessly. Xue Qilin retracted her gaze and spread her hands.

“Then, please behave a bit more reasonably. Instead of sitting on a chair, you jumped onto on a beam to absorb the essence of the sun and moon… Come down and help me put this place in order.”

Gong Tianqing and Shui Yun’er are the ones who put the room in order. Xue Qilin, who dislikes troublesome stuff, doesn’t know much about how to tidy up things.

Therefore, she is helpless about the chaos in this place.

“Don’t want to. Do it yourself.”

“Uwahh, now I’ve really seen it!”

Xue Qilin pretended to be dumbfounded and gave Xia Xue a thumbs up.

“What did you see?”

Xue Qilin grinned and pinched herself in the right cheek.

“A person with skin thicker than the Great Wall.”

“Oh, are you talking about yourself?”

Xia Xue changed her sitting posture disapprovingly, exchanging the positions of her left and right legs. As a result, a large patch of fair skin was revealed.

Upon seeing this, Xue Qilin almost choked. She took a deep breath to pacify her emotions.

“What? It’s important to have self-awareness, Little Xue. You can’t be like this…”

Xue Qilin shook her head regretfully, and then went on to say sternly, “You drank last night. In other words, you are also responsible for making this mess!”

“Hmm, I see. I understand.”

Xia Xue crossed her arms and nodded suddenly.

“You under –”

“Is this really okay?”

“What?”

Xue Qilin blinked, puzzled.

“Didn’t you just ask me why I am sitting up here?”

“Yes, I have asked that. So? Are you going to tell me the reason why?”

Xia Xue made a “mhm” sound and nodded.

“I’m watching a play.”

“Watching a play? What play?”

“The Merak Temple’s Young Ancestor trying to plot against the sleeping Merak Temple’s Temple Master.”

“Ah –?”

What is this gal talking about? Xue Qilin has a blank look on her face.

“Hey, I saw it clearly. Like a pervert, you licked Little Sister Temple Master’s leg and took a bite at it.” Xia Xue nodded to herself, “Mhm, I didn’t expect the Merak Temple’s majestic Young Ancestor to have such interests. Besides, you even shamelessly tried to cover up your crime.

Xia Xue’s words caused a corner of Xue Qilin’s mouth to twitch, and her face darkened. In the end, Xue Qilin couldn’t help but retort, “This is a frame up! A blatant frame up!”

Ticking me off! Xue Qilin jumped up from anger.

“I was asleep, I didn’t mean to!”

“Oh, I see… Anyway…”

Xia Xue glanced at Qi Qiqi and revealed a troubled expression. In an instant, Xue Qilin felt like a pair of devil horns and a pair of small bat wings sprouted on Xia Xue’s head and back respectively and a pitchfork appeared in her hand.

Not, not good! This little devil is up to no good again! There is a little qilin in Xue Qilin’s heart sounding alarm bells.

“Young Ancestor, do you think I should tell Little Sister Temple Master this?”

[1] – hanfu