Chapter 59

Chapter 59

Xue Zhao was already disoriented, and under the dream's influence, he found it even harder to think clearly.

Having his tail touched and then seeing those embarrassing scenes…

It felt as if he and Xiu Jixin had truly been intimate, yet nothing had actually happened, which inexplicably stirred a sense of frustration within him.

Xue Zhao instinctively turned to Xiu Jixin for comfort and reassurance.

The way to comfort him was to stroke his tail.

Seeing Xue Zhao’s shy yet unconsciously dependent and expectant gaze, Xiu Jixin’s eyes deepened. He pulled Xue Zhao onto his lap.

The hem of Xue Zhao’s sweater dress rode up. Xiu Jixin wrapped an arm around Xue Zhao’s waist, but instead of touching his tail as desired, he kissed him intermittently, his hand moving upwards from Xue Zhao’s side.

Xue Zhao grew a little impatient, gently frowning as he tried to push Xiu Jixin’s hand away, wishing he would only touch his tail.

At that moment, the surrounding mist thinned further, and the sounds from the adjacent bed suddenly intensified.

The crashing noises grew louder, and Xue Zhao heard his own cries and heavy breathing, knowing how intense it was without even looking.

The scent of desire flowing through the mist grew denser, enveloping everything.

And this was Xiu Jixin’s dream, shaped by his will.

Xue Zhao lowered his head, his cheeks flushed, as Xiu Jixin stroked his lower back, his breath caressing his ear: “I want to f*ck you like this.”

Unlike his dream counterpart, Xiu Jixin’s tone was slow and gentle, utterly unlike someone uttering such words.

Xue Zhao’s breathing became ragged, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

Xiu Jixin then spoke in a deep voice, “Why do you love having your tail touched so much?”

Even before entering the dream, one moment Xue Zhao would claim he didn’t like him, the next he’d be so docile when his tail was stroked. Every action seemed to be a deliberate tease, an enticement.

Phrases like “the rabbit is in heat” were merely meant to playfully provoke Xue Zhao.

How could a ghost possibly be in heat?

Most likely, even after acquiring his Ghost Body, he remained unsatisfied and yearned for something more.

If only his body had fully recovered…

Xue Zhao didn’t respond, as if he hadn’t heard Xiu Jixin’s words at all, and simply burrowed deeper into his embrace.

“My tail…” he whined, sounding aggrieved and petulant, “Just a touch…”

Xiu Jixin’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, and he gently pushed Xue Zhao down.

The next instant, the surroundings fell silent and dark.

[Skill “Dream Walking” @#* terminated…]

A faint moonlight barely pierced through the curtains, providing the only light in the room.

Xue Zhao remained dazed for a moment before realizing he had exited the dream.

Immediately afterward, a familiar presence drew near.

Xue Zhao was lifted again, nestling softly in Xiu Jixin’s arms, whimpering a few times in the darkness.

Xiu Jixin rubbed his tail, the pressure somewhat heavy, almost punitive, while softly asking, “Does it feel good?”

The room remained unlit, too dark to see, and Xue Zhao, still seemingly in a dream, answered blankly, “It feels good…”

His tail was completely enveloped by Xiu Jixin’s palm, and his entire body felt warm and utterly content.

Even with the heavy pressure, Xiu Jixin still didn’t hurt him, continuing to rub and stroke for a long time.

Xue Zhao didn’t know when he was put down. He sat on the bed, feeling the cool breeze from the doorway, and his consciousness finally cleared.

Recalling everything that had just happened, he belatedly snatched up the quilt and hastily hid himself beneath it.

Xiu Jixin witnessed this scene but did not intervene.

His own breathing was a little unsteady as he slowly unbuckled his belt.

Xue Zhao curled up in the quilt, his cheeks still flushed, listening to Xiu Jixin’s heavy breathing.

He dared not move, closing his eyes like a quail, trying to pretend he knew nothing.

Not until Xiu Jixin got up and went to the bathroom alone.

Listening to the sound of water from the bathroom, Xue Zhao finally calmed down.

He shifted within the quilt but did not emerge.

Earlier… he had been utterly unreasonable, insisting that Xiu Jixin didn’t like him.

However, he now knew…

Xiu Jixin did like him.

The reason they hadn’t been intimate was because his Ghost Body had only just been cultivated and wasn’t ready yet…

Xue Zhao didn’t want to admit that he cared about such matters. He closed his eyes again and took a few deep breaths, trying to banish the chaotic thoughts from his mind.

However, as he closed his eyes, he inexplicably recalled the scenes he had witnessed in the dream.

Xue Zhao secretly blushed, touched his burning earlobes, and felt a little annoyed.

What was wrong with him? Was it really…

Or was it a lingering side effect from his succubus identity in the previous world?

Xue Zhao was lost in thought when he heard the bathroom door open.

Footsteps approached, and Xiu Jixin returned to the room.

When the lights came on, Xue Zhao realized he had been hiding in the quilt for too long and hadn’t put on his clothes while Xiu Jixin was away.

It was too late to emerge now, and he didn’t even know where his rabbit doll had been tossed.

“Why are you still hiding?”

Xiu Jixin approached, grabbed a corner of the quilt, and was about to pull it back.

Xue Zhao quickly stopped him, pushing his hand away through the quilt, then quickly shrinking back.

Then, a faint voice emerged from beneath the quilt: “Clothes…”

Xiu Jixin glanced around, picked up the rabbit doll that had been left aside, and put on the clothes he had taken off.

Xue Zhao slowly and reluctantly emerged from the quilt.

His silver hair was a bit disheveled, and one of his ears was slightly askew. His cheeks were still flushed, and he looked cautiously at Xiu Jixin.

Xiu Jixin pulled back the quilt and reached out to embrace him.

Xue Zhao still looked timid, lowering his head and remaining quiet for a while, finally relaxing a little and slowly leaning into the familiar embrace.

Xiu Jixin stroked his hair, lowering his gaze and saying, “Are you behaving now?”

Xue Zhao buried his face and said nothing, pretending not to hear.

After a while, he slowly raised his head and whispered, “I want to watch TV…”

Xiu Jixin responded, “Shall I join you?”

Xue Zhao hesitated for a moment, then nodded gently.

He looked very well-behaved, and whether he was feeling wronged, throwing tantrums, or asking for his tail to be touched, he still seemed to be alluring.

Xiu Jixin couldn’t help but lean in and kiss Xue Zhao’s cheek, then carried him to the living room.

[System]: Host, is everything going smoothly?

The system came back online, calmly sending a message.

It skillfully opened the panel and glanced at the various data.

[Emotion Score]: 101 points

It seems that the Emotion Score for a single NPC has no upper limit…

The data was increasing too quickly, and it often increased when the system was blocked, making it impossible to analyze.

Xue Zhao hummed in response, quietly answering the system.

At this moment, several messages suddenly popped up on the panel.

[New Side Quest has been issued!]

[Quest Details]: Any NPC, Emotion Score exceeds 60 points

[Quest Reward]: Villain Value +10

[Current Villain Value]: 75

[Quest Completed!]

[New Side Quest has been issued!]

[Quest Details]: Any NPC, Emotion Score exceeds 90 points

[Quest Reward]: Villain Value +10

[Current Villain Value]: 85

[Quest Completed!]

[New Main Quest has been issued!]

[Quest Details]: Make a human willingly prepare materials for strengthening your Ghost Body

[Quest Reward]: Villain Value +50

[Current Villain Value]: 95

Three quests were issued at once, and two Side Quests had already been completed directly.

The system carefully studied the last Main Quest: “Strengthening the Ghost Body? Let me see what materials are needed…”

“That,” Xue Zhao stammered, “it seems like it’s already…”

After leaving the dream earlier, Xiu Jixin had touched his tail for a long time and mentioned this in passing.

Because Xue Zhao’s Soul Body was inherently weak, even if he cultivated a Ghost Body with essence blood, it would still be very weak.

Xiu Jixin said that he had set up formations throughout the house, which would continuously gather soul power for Xue Zhao’s Ghost Body.

It would only be considered “nurtured” after two days, when the second talisman was used.

The system was very surprised: “Really!?”

It checked its database and found that strengthening the Ghost Body indeed required setting up formations or drawing talismans, and combining the two would make it faster.

[System]: Then the Main Quest can also be completed!

With such smooth progress, the system, for once, praised Xiu Jixin a couple of times.

[System]: It seems he doesn’t have memories of the previous world, but he still likes the Host very much.

Xue Zhao remained silent, his earlobes slightly red.

He really couldn’t bring himself to say it, that Xiu Jixin was helping him strengthen his Ghost Body for, for…

The system didn’t ask further; regardless of the process, the goal was achieved.

It then flipped through the completed historical quests, feeling a subtle complexity of emotions.

The quests in this world were inherently much easier than before.

Xue Zhao didn’t need to search for clues everywhere, nor did he have to fear being discovered; he just needed to focus on improving his strength.

And the more Emotion Score obtained from NPCs, the higher the accumulated life value, and the stronger the ghost’s soul power.

Currently, it seemed that as long as Xue Zhao stayed by Xiu Jixin’s side, he wouldn’t have to exert much effort to be “nurtured” into a future “evil ghost” or “great villain.”

While the system felt subtly complex, it also had some concerns.

Xiu Jixin was one of the future protagonists; would this affect the official plot of the world?

But then it thought, if it was afraid of being affected, the quest should have stated in advance that important characters should not be approached.

Since the quest was progressing normally, there was no problem.

The system was relieved and closed the quest information.

While Xue Zhao was free, it brought up another matter.

[System]: I’ve checked, the appearance of the Ghost Body does not affect the mind of the Soul Body. If the Host feels something is wrong, it should be due to the Item spirit.

This is a common situation among Item spirits, and it is also related to one’s own personality and habits.

For example, a ghost who doesn’t like to go out, if attached to a stone pillar, will become increasingly isolated and gloomy.

Xue Zhao’s Soul Body was weak, and he was pure and timid, which had some similarities with the rabbit doll. Even if he cultivated a Ghost Body so quickly, it was still possible that he accidentally merged with some of its characteristics.

In short, what would affect him were the “doll” and the “rabbit.”

The system analyzed that being influenced by the “doll” might make him well-behaved and quiet, liking to be held and accompanied.

Being influenced by the “rabbit” would mean acquiring some animalistic habits.

Xue Zhao was uneasy: “…animalistic habits?”

So, was it really possible for him to… go into heat?

This was simply unimaginable for a plant…

[System]: Yes, I have compiled some information.

The system sent a lot of information in one breath, all about rabbits, including their characteristics, behaviors, and so on.

Xue Zhao only glanced at it, not in the mood to read it carefully.

“Actually, there’s no need to worry too much, it’s not a big problem,” the system comforted. “The Ghost Body has already been cultivated and is being strengthened, so it won’t continue to merge with the Item spirit.”

Even if there were some effects, they should be minor.

This relieved Xue Zhao’s anxiety, and he hummed in response.

The TV show was still playing, but he was distracted, unconsciously hugging Xiu Jixin tighter.

Noticing Xue Zhao’s unusual behavior, Xiu Jixin asked in a low voice, “What’s wrong?”

Xue Zhao looked up, his eyes strangely bewildered and aggrieved.

Xiu Jixin stroked his silver hair, unable to resist leaning in for a kiss.

Xue Zhao suddenly became unhappy and pushed him away forcefully: “No…”

They had already done many intimate things tonight, so Xiu Jixin didn’t mind, patiently coaxing, “Okay, no kissing.”

Xue Zhao was reluctantly appeased, leaning in his arms, turning his head to continue watching TV.

—

Before going to bed, Xue Zhao transformed once, maintaining his Ghost Body.

The sweater he was wearing was really not suitable for sleeping, so Xiu Jixin found him a set of his own, temporarily as pajamas.

Xue Zhao hid under the quilt to change, the rabbit doll lay bare on the pillow, and all the clothes were neatly folded and put into the closet.

It was almost dawn, and Xue Zhao crawled out of the quilt, yawning sleepily.

The lights in the room were turned off, and Xiu Jixin held him as they lay down, gently stroking his silver hair: “Sleep.”

Xue Zhao leaned in his arms and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

The curtains were tightly drawn, almost no light penetrated, and the room was dimly lit.

In a daze, Xue Zhao had a dream.

It wasn’t a dream created by using skills, but a real dream.

He dreamed that he was covered in fur, sometimes a rabbit doll, sometimes a real rabbit.

But Xue Zhao had never seen a real rabbit with his own eyes, so all the “real rabbits” in his dreams looked similar to the rabbit doll.

Before long, Xiu Jixin appeared in the dream again, and he himself transformed from a “real rabbit” into a human, like shapeshifting.

Xiu Jixin affectionately held him, saying he liked him very much and wanted him to give birth to little rabbits for him.

Xue Zhao wanted to refuse, he wasn’t a real rabbit, how could he give birth to little rabbits…

But he couldn’t speak in the dream, instead, he nodded and agreed.

The subsequent scenes were somewhat chaotic; Xue Zhao couldn’t see clearly, nor did he know what was happening.

Until the dream ended, he opened his eyes and stared blankly at the dark ceiling.

—

It was already eight in the evening when Xiu Jixin returned to his residence.

He carried a paper bag and unlocked the door to enter the house.

The living room was empty and dark; only the bedroom light was on. Xue Zhao didn’t come out to watch TV as usual.

“Xue Zhao?”

The room was quiet with no response, but the presence of his Soul Body was there.

Xiu Jixin walked into the room and saw the quilt piled up in a corner, moving slightly.

He put down the bag in his hand, approached, and slowly pulled back the quilt.

Xue Zhao was indeed hidden inside, looking somewhat anxious and nervous.

Xiu Jixin picked him up and touched his slightly flushed cheeks: “What are you doing?”

Without the quilt, Xue Zhao appeared even more uneasy, instinctively burrowing into Xiu Jixin’s arms.

“Why are you only just back…” he stammered, “I, I…”

“What’s wrong?” Xiu Jixin asked patiently, “Are you feeling unwell somewhere?”

Xue Zhao shook his head, then hesitated and nodded.

His eyes were a little flustered and uncertain, and he said aggrievedly, “My stomach doesn’t feel well…”

Xiu Jixin held him, reaching his hand under his clothes, feeling his smooth and tender skin.

Xue Zhao’s face turned even redder. He let him touch for a while, then whispered, “Did you feel it?”

Xiu Jixin leaned in to kiss him, half-coaxing, “Feel what?”

Xue Zhao raised his eyes and slowly replied, “I think… I’m pregnant with your baby.”

Xiu Jixin’s breath hitched, and he softly repeated, “Mine?”

Author’s note:

Xue Bao: o(/// ^ ///)o It’s yours

Xiu: What are you playing at now?