"T-Tail?"
Chen Ye’s mind went blank. When did he suddenly have a tail?!
Could it be...
Had that Golden Furred Ball secretly given him a dog’s tail while he was unconscious?
No wonder her behavior was off today, always avoiding his gaze, as if she had done something shameful.
Chen Ye’s face displayed a complex range of expressions as he instinctively touched his tailbone.
The empty feeling brought him immediate relief.
"True Inheritor Bai, where do I have a tail?" Chen Ye said serenely.
Bai Susu’s face darkened, clenching her teeth as she said:
"Nonsense! That day, you were wagging it energetically, shaking it back and forth."
Especially when she used the Yangquan of the Mao Family to heal Chen Ye.
The stimulation from the spring water made the tail even more active!
Chen Ye realized something was wrong.
He looked at Bai Susu’s flushed, charming face and began to guess.
No way!
Chen Ye’s vision darkened.
What on earth did he go through in the past three days?!
"True Inheritor Bai... this, isn’t this inappropriate..."
Chen Ye was shocked beyond measure.
To wag a tail and beg for mercy...
Thankfully Bai Susu could think of such a term; how could he, Chen Ye, wag his tail begging in front of a mere ball?
Back then, even in front of Sister Qingzhu, he had never been this undignified.
"Shut up."
Bai Susu interrupted impatiently, her eyes flashing a dangerous glint.
She tapped her toes, letting her boots slip off her feet.
The golden-haired girl, bare in her white cotton socks, stepped onto the cold floor and walked step by step to the bedside.
Her lips curled up slightly:
"I’m not interested in hearing your explanations."
Chen Ye leaned against the headboard, Bai Susu’s dominance rendering him immobile — though he could struggle, he definitely wouldn’t fight Bai Susu to death over this...
In short,
he could only watch helplessly as that foot wrapped in a white cotton sock lifted up.
"You!" Chen Ye’s face darkened.
"Humiliation, isn’t it? Shame and anger?"
Bai Susu’s malicious smile appeared, her cheeks clearly flushed, yet she became even more aggressive,
"Weren’t you lively a few days ago? Why today... Ah, not bad, seeing the master, you’re still wagging your tail and begging."
Chen Ye’s whole body stiffened, he said coldly: "True Inheritor Bai, I ask you to stop!"
"Tsk, such a stubborn mouth."
Bai Susu slightly crushed with her toe, sighing lightly,
"But the body doesn’t lie. Well then... I’ll reluctantly, take good care of you."
...
Anyway.
It was only until late at night that Bai Susu left satisfied.
Finally, she left a remark for Chen Ye:
"If you don’t behave in the future, don’t blame me for calling your two disciples over to watch you perform with your tail straight up..."
Damn it!
This was a blatant threat!
"Ha..." he laughed self-mockingly.
He thought of the little white fox.
Remembering how he used to hang it upside down, teasing it with the Vine King’s tendrils, watching its ashamed and struggling appearance was merely amusing.
Now with the tables turned, he became the one being toyed with.
This empathic humiliation filled him with mixed emotions.
Both a raging anger towards Bai Susu and a guilt for his past actions.
"But actually, it’s not that bad... Surely the little white fox felt the same, I should bully the little fox even harder in the future..."
Chen Ye thought calmly.
Is it really necessary to feel guilt for bullying a little fox?
Besides, if he doesn’t bully it, how will it know that he, Chen Ye, is its master!
As for Bai Susu,
he must get revenge in the future!
"Knock, knock." The door was gently tapped.
"Master?" It was Zhiwei’s voice.
Chen Ye pulled the quilt over himself.
"...Come in." He forcefully suppressed his emotions, trying to make his voice sound calm.
The door opened, and Zhiwei came in carrying a steaming bowl of Spirit Porridge.
She saw beads of sweat on her master’s forehead and couldn’t help furrowing her brows slightly: "Master, are you... in pain again?"
"It’s nothing."
Chen Ye turned his gaze away, avoiding eye contact with her, fearing that this incredibly attentive disciple would discern anything out of place.
Zhiwei silently placed the porridge by the bed yet didn’t leave.
She felt strange,
like her master was hiding something.
Zhiwei hesitated for a moment and said softly, "Just now... did the True Inheritor Bai come?"
Chen Ye’s heart tightened: "Hmm, how did you know?"
Zhiwei gave her master a puzzled glance: "True Inheritor Bai just walked out, didn’t she?"
She couldn’t help but sneak another glance at her master, seeing him wrapped in blankets, looked more and more suspicious.
Chen Ye hadn’t expected Bai Susu to be so bold and replied steadily, "We owe Bai Susu for helping with my healing, and today she came to see me knowing I had woken."
"Oh..."
Zhiwei responded, suppressing her inner worries.
Bringing the Spirit Porridge over, feeding it to her master personally,
"Let Zhiwei serve you, Master, so you can rest easily."
The gentleness of his disciple was in stark contrast to that scoundrel Bai Susu.
For some reason, Chen Ye felt an inexplicable sense of guilt towards his disciple:
"Thank you, Zhiwei..."
His disciple slightly bowed her eyes: "It’s no trouble. I just fear... that you’re suffering in silence, not wanting to worry me, always keeping it to yourself."
What does that mean, suffering?
Chen Ye couldn’t help but recall just now.
This was like he was an abused woman, but honestly, was he really at a loss here?
He took a bite of the Spirit Porridge his disciple fed him, discontentedly saying, "How could your master suffer?"
Zhiwei covered her mouth with a light chuckle, somewhat helpless: "Master, I just mean like now when you’re injured and trying to bear it..."
She meant simply that, and nothing more.
On hearing this, Chen Ye paused, looking into Zhiwei’s clear and pure eyes, and much of the turmoil caused by Bai Susu faded away.