The owner of the stand saw Song Zhixia picking up a sketchbook and immediately praised, "Miss, you have a good eye. This is the latest batch that I received. The artist's skill is extremely profound. It's only five mid-grade spirit stones."
Song Zhixia took one from the stand, intending to flip through it, but the stand owner stopped her. He looked at Song Zhixia with a suggestive smile and said, "Miss, perhaps you are buying this kind of sketchbook for the first time. These sketchbooks are more suitable for quiet moments at night. It's not quite suitable to read them openly on the street."
Confused, Song Zhixia glanced at the stand owner. Unperturbed, she handed over five mid-grade spirit stones and left with Wei Zhao.
Back in the room, Song Zhixia found her Senior Sister lying on the bed with her eyes closed. She sighed in relief. However, her mind was preoccupied with thoughts of how she would share the bed with her Senior Sister later. Sharing a bed was too embarrassing!
To avoid getting lost in her thoughts, Song Zhixia took out the sketchbook she had just bought from her storage hairpin. Looking at the cover featuring two women, she wondered if the sketchbook was too exquisite.
Nonchalantly, Song Zhixia opened the sketchbook and saw content that widened her pupils. She quickly closed the sketchbook with a snap.
What did she just see? The two women in the sketchbook were kissing with their clothes half off, and one of them had her hand in a suggestive place. Song Zhixia's heart raced, and she sneakily glanced at Song Weizhi lying on the bed. Seeing that Song Weizhi showed no sign of waking up, Song Zhixia breathed a sigh of relief. Her eyes occasionally darted towards the sketchbook, as if something in it attracted her. Song Zhixia pursed her lips and picked up the sketchbook again.
She raised her eyes and looked at Song Weizhi once more, making sure that Song Weizhi hadn't woken up. Then, she carefully continued flipping through the sketchbook. However, as she progressed, her face became redder. The content of the sketchbook became more stimulating, and Song Zhixia, a young girl who had not even confessed her feelings yet, couldn't endure it. She ended up having a nosebleed.
Hearing the commotion from the young girl, Song Weizhi opened her eyes and saw her wiping something in the basin. She walked over and discovered that the little girl had a nosebleed. Concerned, she asked, "Xia Xia, what happened? How did you start bleeding for no reason? What's going on?"
Song Zhixia's complexion worsened when Song Weizhi approached. Now, whenever she saw Song Weizhi, she associated her with the images from the sketchbook. Song Zhixia dared not look into Song Weizhi's eyes. "It's nothing, Senior Sister. Just a wipe and it'll be fine."
Song Weizhi looked at the little girl with suspicion. Thinking that perhaps the little girl had too much internal heat, she noticed the sketchbook on the table. Seeing two beautiful women on the cover, Song Weizhi was curious. "Xia Xia, what's that on your table?" she asked. Approaching, she intended to pick it up.
Frightened, Song Zhixia rushed over and quickly stored the sketchbook in her storage hairpin. She lowered her head and said, "It's nothing special, just an ordinary sketchbook sold in the market. Senior Sister doesn't need to worry about it."
At first, Song Weizhi wasn't too concerned. However, seeing how nervous the little girl was about the sketchbook made her feel that something was amiss. Besides, this was the first time she saw this sketchbook. It was probably bought when Xia Xia and Wei Zhao were shopping earlier. Seeing how the little girl tried to conceal the sketchbook, Song Weizhi decided to discreetly ask Wei Zhao.
Outwardly, Song Weizhi just smiled and said, "What's so mysterious about it? Xia Xia, do you have secrets with your Senior Sister now?"
"It's not like that. Senior Sister, don't talk nonsense. It's nothing." The little girl's peach blossom eyes wandered aimlessly, and she dared not look into Song Weizhi's eyes.
Song Weizhi didn't press further and instructed the little girl to rest in the room while she went out for a while.
Once Song Weizhi left, Song Zhixia heaved a sigh of relief. If her Senior Sister found out that she was reading such books, how would she face anyone in the future?
Song Weizhi went to find Wei Zhao, asking her to take her to the places she and Song Zhixia had visited in the morning. Wei Zhao was puzzled; why did the Mistress want to go out with her instead of with her Dao Companion? Nevertheless, she obediently led Song Weizhi to revisit the places they had been earlier.
Passing by a stand selling sketchbooks, Song Weizhi suspiciously glanced at the corner where some sketchbooks were hidden. She picked up a few sketchbooks, paid with spirit stones, and walked back with Wei Zhao.
On the way back, Song Weizhi thought more and more that something was amiss. How did this resemble the times when she would see illicit DVDs at street stalls before her transmigration?
Song Weizhi simply let Wei Zhao go back on her own and found a place with fewer people. She took out the sketchbook to peruse its contents. Indeed, the front part of the sketchbook seemed decent, featuring two beautiful women sharing an intimate kiss. However, as she flipped through the pages, the style became increasingly inappropriate, with clothes becoming scarcer. So, was the little girl sneaking a look at this behind her back?
Well, it was quite normal. After all, the little girl was of age, and taking a peek wasn't a big deal. As long as it didn't lead to any unhealthy thoughts, Song Weizhi suspected that the little girl might have had a nosebleed from looking at this. However, she decided to pretend not to know. Everyone had their curiosities.
Song Weizhi bought many spirit fruits and similar snacks on her way back. These items were not only delicious but also enhanced spiritual qi, making them a favorite snack among cultivators.
Upon returning to the room, Song Weizhi saw the little girl sitting on a stool, lost in thought. She only looked back when she heard the door opening.
Walking over, Song Weizhi touched the little girl's hair and placed the purchased spirit fruits on the table. "Bought some tasty snacks for Xia Xia. Want to try them?"
Song Zhixia glanced at Song Weizhi and blushed slightly. "Thank you, Senior Sister," she said and began eating the spirit fruits.
Watching the little girl enjoy the food, Song Weizhi felt delighted. She looked like a cute little bunny. Seeing a strand of hair blocking Xia Xia's eyes, Song Weizhi gently lifted it, securing it behind her ear. Her fingertips brushed against Xia Xia's earlobe, creating a blush.
Noticing Song Zhixia's red ears, Song Weizhi couldn't resist and pinched them a few times, prompting a playful protest from the little girl. "Senior Sister, you're pinching my ears again."
Song Weizhi raised an eyebrow, teasing, "Xia Xia can pinch back if she wants. I'm not that petty." Knowing Song Zhixia's personality, she doubted the little girl would actually do it. She playfully moved her stool closer, presenting her ears to Xia Xia, attempting to tease her.
Song Zhixia's blush on her ears had not faded. Remembering the sketchbook she had just seen, which depicted two people in disarray embracing while touching each other's ears, Song Zhixia's heart unexpectedly quickened. She looked at Senior Sister's ears right in front of her and, feeling a bit mischievous, actually touched them. The touch was soft.
Feeling a bit shy and fearing that Senior Sister might get upset for touching her ears, Song Zhixia cautiously observed Senior Sister's expression while touching. Seeing the undiminished smile on Senior Sister's face, she finally relaxed.
After gently touching a few times, Song Zhixia reluctantly withdrew her hand. The illustrations in the sketchbook should be something only Dao Companions could do. She and Senior Sister had touched each other's ears and even shared a kiss. Did that mean their relationship as Dao Companions was getting closer?
Song Weizhi didn't expect her shy little girl to actually touch her ears. She smiled, and rubbed the head of her little girl, thinking that her courage seemed to have grown.
However, when it came to sleeping at night, the little girl became shy again. Song Weizhi had already taken off almost everything, leaving only the undergarment, preparing to lie down. However, her little girl, who was still neatly dressed, stood by the bed.
Smiling, Song Weizhi looked at her, "Xia Xia, aren't you planning to sleep? Do you want to stand all night?"
Standing by the bed, Song Zhixia was a bit at a loss, her voice carrying a hint of grievance, "Senior Sister~"
"Alright, I won't tease you. Senior Sister is not a wolf. I won't eat Xia Xia." Song Weizhi smiled, pulling the hand of her little girl.
Song Zhixia pursed her lips, thinking if she were to take it like what she saw in the sketchbook, could she be eaten up? Song Zhixia quickly dismissed these miscellaneous thoughts, Senior Sister was such an upright person; she wouldn't do anything like that.
Seeing her little girl still standing there in a daze, Song Weizhi stood up as well, walked to her little girl, raised an eyebrow, and said with a smile, "Xia Xia, are you planning to let Senior Sister help you undress? Then Senior Sister is here."
Song Zhixia's blush intensified, quickly took a step back, and said, "No need, Senior Sister. I can do it myself." Saying this, she neatly put away her outer clothes.
"Inside or outside, Xia Xia?"
"Inside." Song Zhixia said and quickly got into bed, pulled up the quilt to cover her face, leaving only a pair of peach blossom eyes peeking out, secretly watching Song Weizhi.
Song Weizhi lifted the corner of the quilt on the other side and lay down, looking at the pair of eyes that her little girl exposed, and smiled. Her little girl was indeed too cute.
Using spiritual qi, Song Weizhi extinguished the lamp placed on the table not far away. The room instantly darkened.
Song Zhixia stiffened, not daring to move recklessly. In her mind, there were alternating images of the sketchbook she had seen during the day and her Senior Sister. Her heart was beating wildly.
After calming herself down, Song Zhixia took advantage of the darkness, mustering up the courage to ask, "Senior Sister, have you ever slept in the same bed with someone else before?"
Song Weizhi thought about it; indeed, she hadn't. In the previous life, although she was also a niece, she didn't like sharing a bed with others. Therefore, her little girl Xia Xia was the first.
"No, Xia Xia is the first."
Hearing Senior Sister say this, Song Zhixia felt unexpectedly happy. The curvature of her lips grew, indicating that Senior Sister was indeed special to her.
Feeling a bit nervous, Song Zhixia continued, "Senior Sister, can you hold me while sleeping? I seem to have trouble falling asleep in a new place." It wasn't that Song Zhixia really couldn't sleep; she just wanted to test where Senior Sister's bottom line was.
The author has something to say: Song Zhixia: Nervously wanting to know Senior Sister's bottom line~
Song Weizhi: I told you earlier, that I have no bottom line for you at all