Despite Wang Xiao's attempts to engage, Bing Xueli continued to ignore him. Both Wang Xiao and Yin Yue independently reached the conclusion not to tread upon that delicate line until he surpassed her in power.
The unspoken understanding between them hung in the air, a mutual decision to avoid crossing boundaries.
Unaware of the true reason behind Bing Xueli's deanor, Wang Xiao remained in the dark.
He pondered whether the curse of guilt applied to her or not?
If it doesn't, wouldn't he be treading over a living mine?
The rift in their communication persisted, with Wang Xiao sensing that his reference to her as a "madwoman" had deeply unsettled her. Wisely choosing not to further provoke her, he maintained a respectful distance.
As they touched down in her courtyard, the sun dipped low on the horizon, casting a warm glow over the evening.
Bing Xueli walked inside and settled on the couch. With Wang Xiao having little else to do, he gracefully moved to the sa couch, extending his legs and placing his head directly over her thighs.
The softness of her skin yielded under the weight of his head as he used the couch to take a casual nap.
Opening his eyes slightly, his view obstructed by her breasts, he found her engrossed in miscellaneous tasks, careful not to disturb his repose.
It was a privilege that Wang Xiao took pride in, a dynamic he might boast about to i Leiyan (Alia) given the chance.
The fragrance emanating from her skin carried a sense of cleanliness, a evidence to Bing Xueli's ticulous personal care.
She always slled pleasant, a detail not lost on Wang Xiao as he luxuriated in the rare tranquility of the mont.
Wang Xiao's sudden move surprised Bing Xueli as his hands delicately brushed against her hair. "Your hair's quite sothing, Eleanor, they are well maintained," he complinted, unable to resist bringing a few strands to his face, inhaling deeply.
"Mm?" Bing Xueli halted her task, casting a downward glance. "They are," she replied casually before returning to her work.
Wang Xiao, "..."
Yin Yue's voice echoed, [Pftt... Ignored again. Wang Xiao, give up on her. She's purposefully ignoring you and might as well just see you as a child.]
Wang Xiao shrugged it off, 'Let her be. This "child" will one day explore her depths to teach her the pleasures of n.'
Yin Yue remarked, [Quite confident, huh?]
Wang Xiao remained silent, a mysterious smile playing on his lips.
As Wang Xiao leisurely ran his fingers through Bing Xueli's hair, he harbored no concerns about her. It was rely a waiting ga, and at the very least, he didn't need to guard her, given her complete disinterest in n.
While engrossed in this activity, Bing Xueli seed to be contemplating sothing. Eventually, she spoke, "You can go after i Leiyan and Yu Yutong. No need to worry about being stopped by ."
"?" Wang Xiao raised his brows, genuinely puzzled. "I can?"
Bing Xueli responded, "Have I ever restricted you?"
Wang Xiao, deep in contemplation, shook his head. Bing Xueli nodded in satisfaction, resuming her planning, scribbling ideas for the upcoming year on paper.
Wang Xiao couldn't suppress his curiosity. "... Does the thods matter?"
Bing Xueli's pen halted mid-air, the room montarily still. "What kind of thods are you considering?" she inquired, her gaze fixed on the paper sprawled before her.
Wang Xiao nonchalantly shrugged. "Nothing specific. But does it really matter? If it's... a bit... I an..." He hesitated, a subtle hesistation creeping onto his voice as he found himself reluctant to articulate his thoughts so explicitly to a woman.
Bing Xueli shifted her attention from the paper to his face, her eyes locking onto his. "You an what?"
Wang Xiao let out a sigh. "Does it matter whether I employ force or not?" he asked bluntly.
Bing Xueli blinked, a mont of contemplation passing before she responded with indifference, "It doesn't concern . Anything else?"
Wang Xiao was left in stunned silence.
'Is she brain-dead or incapable of understanding?' he mused, deciding to dismiss the thought for now. Perhaps, he could use her seemingly indifferent stance to his advantage in the future.
Then, in the midst of his contemplations, Wang Xiao arrived at what he considered a groundbreaking discovery.
He stood up in surprise. "Do you want to have kids with them, to produce mutants? Is that your secret plan?" he asked, astonishnt evident in his voice.
Bing Xueli, typically composed, couldn't entirely conceal a subtle twitch in her eyes at his proposal. She nodded calmly, stating, "It's a good idea."
Wang Xiao, "..."
Bing Xueli reached out, grabbing his face and guiding his head to rest on her thighs. "Why do you always think I want to harm or extort you in so way?" she inquired, her soft hand delicately placed on his face, a glint of curiosity in her eyes.
Her light blue eyes, cold as ice, fixated on his face as she tilted her head slightly.
Wang Xiao deliberated. "... Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"
Bing Xueli's response was firm. "Truth."
Wang Xiao let out a sigh. "Then hear the lie. I respect you quite a lot, which includes your desire to continue the village. You might consider any ans necessary to achieve that."
Bing Xueli nodded, absorbing his words, before offering her own interpretation. "You an to say, this 'Mad Woman' can go insane to protect her species and would go to any lengths for it? Is that right, Xiao?"
"..."
Wang Xiao closed his eyes, feigning sleep. 'She's still pissed off about it...'
Bing Xueli fell into silence.
Left speechless by his feigned slumber to evade her, dealing with rebellious individuals like him posed a significant challenge for her.
In normal circumstances, erasing mories and sending them to the temple altar for hypnosis would be the solution.
Yet, with Wang Xiao, she had to adapt... and learn to coexist.
Since harming him or losing his trust wasn't an option, given the potential dangers posed by his powers, she found herself in a delicate position.
Unlike them, who could only alter his mories, he had the capability to end their lives — considering he wasn't bound by the curse of guilt.
Over ti, she had learned to tolerate his actions and words, growing accustod to them.
Yet, every now and then, he would manage to stun her anew, reminding everyone why he was Wang Xiao.
His lack of politeness and blunt words could cut through others like knives, and she had to be cautious of the impact his tongue could have.
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