Ha, Karma! – Chapter 45

Our Zhaoqiu is so cute…

After assuming the identity of a flower caretaker, Chu Zhaoqiu went out every day to see Fu Lianxue.

Not only that, but she was also responsible for bringing lunch from home for Fu Lianxue, never letting her go hungry.

When Chu Zhaohua wasn’t home, she would simply pack her own portion and take it to Fu Lianxue’s house to eat with her.

Today was no different.

A milky-white munchkin cat sat on Chu Zhaoqiu’s lap, its tail gently sweeping back and forth.

After a while, it changed position, stood up, and leaned on the edge of the table, staring intently at the dishes on the table, even extending its paw to scratch at the air.

Seeing this, Chu Zhaoqiu slowly extended her chopsticks.

Fu Lianxue didn’t even lift her eyes: “You can’t give it any.”

Chu Zhaoqiu obediently withdrew her chopsticks, lowered her head, and softly said: “Mama said you can’t eat this.”

Baobao tilted its small head up to look at her, letting out a soft “Meow,” its voice delicate and milky.

Chu Zhaoqiu gently said: “You’ll eat cat treats later, you can’t eat these.”

Fu Lianxue couldn’t help but raise her eyes to look at the person across from her.

At this moment, she felt as if she was looking at an extremely doting mother.

Most importantly, it had only been a few days, and her cat was already so close to her!

“Our Young Clan Head Chu truly has pulling power!”

Chu Zhaoqiu smiled as she put Baobao down: “It’s alright.”

Fu Lianxue withdrew her gaze and muttered: “Just like your Shijie…”

Chu Zhaoqiu keenly caught this remark.

She had mentioned her Shijie again.

“It seems my Shijie left a rather good impression on you?”

Fu Lianxue curled her lip: “Not bad.

“I’d say she’s a good person.”

There was once a Charm Demon who told her not to trust humans.

That Charm Demon said that humans all have ulterior motives towards Charm Demons, and therefore, humans only deserve to be toyed with by Charm Demons.

She took it to heart, yet not entirely.

Because she had already met Chu Zhaoqiu at that time.

Although this human didn’t smile much, she was good to her, and didn’t seem to want anything from her. On the contrary, she was the one with ulterior motives.

Later, through this human, she met the Shijie named Ji Hanyan [霁含雁 | Jì Hányàn | Jì- clear sky after rain; Hán – contain/hold; Yàn – wild goose].

Ji-shijie was kind and gentle, spoke softly, was very tender, and also extremely intelligent.

In fact, not only Chu Zhaoqiu liked her, but all the disciples of the Zongmen [宗门 | zōngmén | sect/school] liked her.

Even this little demon had received care from this Shijie.

Once, she nearly exposed herself in front of Tianxuan Zhanglao, but Ji Hanyan helped her hide.

Afterwards, Ji Hanyan also didn’t reveal her existence in front of Chu Zhaoqiu, acting as if nothing had happened.

Ji Hanyan was indeed very good, very approachable.

It was just that she always couldn’t help but mention this name in front of Chu Zhaoqiu, each time with a strange sour feeling in her heart—an emotion difficult to comprehend.

Now, she also brought up Ji Hanyan in front of Chu Zhaoqiu.

“Your Shijie is a good person, you really liked her back then, it’s a pity…”

“A pity what?”

“A pity she ascended early, you two can’t spend more time together anymore.”

Ji Hanyan, a hardworking genius.

Well-educated and sensible, intelligent and bright, she was the glory of the Zongmen.

She attained enlightenment and ascended early, before her Shimei thrust that sword towards the little Charm Demon, she had already undergone a complete transformation, stepping onto the Xiantai [仙臺 | xiāntái | immortal platform/stage].

Chu Zhaoqiu, still a mortal with flesh and blood, naturally had no way to see her again.

Fu Lianxue looked at Chu Zhaoqiu across from her, shaking her head: “I really didn’t expect, after so many years, you still haven’t become an immortal.”

Which of Tianxuan Zhanglao’s two disciples wasn’t highly regarded?

Back then, as long as she quietly followed Chu Zhaoqiu out, she would hear others praising Chu Zhaoqiu, placing high hopes on her.

Tianxuan Zhanglao’s younger disciple would definitely become an immortal in the future, this seemed to have become everyone’s understanding.

A very heavy, suffocating understanding.

But they certainly wouldn’t have expected this.

This disciple, recognized as a genius, remained a mortal to this day.

Her desire to become an immortal had even diminished—she had changed a lot.

Chu Zhaoqiu appeared calm, whether it was hearing about her Shijie or hearing Fu Lianxue’s surprise.

In this world, there were too many unexpected things.

“Let’s not talk about this anymore, let’s eat properly.”

She picked up a piece of meat for Fu Lianxue.

After lunch, Chu Zhaoqiu began to diligently care for the Blue Star Flower.

Fu Lianxue opened a box of cream-filled biscuits as a post-meal snack, eating them one by one.

During her break from performing on stage, she could eat whatever she wanted, very carefree.

She leaned against the study doorway, eating while watching Chu Zhaoqiu.

With nothing else to do, she chatted with Chu Zhaoqiu while eating.

“You are the Young Clan Head, you come over to see me every day, what if someone comes to the house seeking help?”

“I have a cell phone.”

“What if someone comes to the house now, and you can’t get back in time?”

“It’s alright, I’m not the only Demon Hunter in the family.”

“Oh~ then what if your colleagues find out you’re helping a Yaoguai [supernatural being] take care of flowers?”

After Fu Lianxue finished speaking, she saw Chu Zhaoqiu stop what she was doing and look back at her.

“Then, they’ll know?”

Chu Zhaoqiu’s expression was composed.

So what if they know, and so what if they don’t?

She lived her life, following her heart, why should she listen to others’ dictates?

Seeing this, Fu Lianxue’s eyes curved into a smile: “No problem, very good, I wholeheartedly approve.”

Chu Zhaoqiu gave a gentle smile, helped her arrange the Blue Star Flower, then went to the bathroom to wash her hands. After coming out, while drying her hands, she said: “There’s no need to take it out tonight. When you eat dinner, just water it then.

“I’ve already prepared the watering can for you, and filled it with the right amount of water. You just need to empty the watering can when the time comes.”

Fu Lianxue nodded in agreement.

In the next second, her eyes curved again, and she said with a charming smile: “Our Young Clan Head has worked so hard, how should I thank you?”

Chu Zhaoqiu instantly recalled her previous method of thanks, turning her head to avoid her gaze: “No need, as long as you like it.”

Fu Lianxue loved seeing her like this.

Teasing someone who was shy was so much fun!

“That won’t do, you helped me, I must thank you, otherwise it would be too impolite.”

As Fu Lianxue spoke, she leaned closer, her movements soft and boneless.

“I’ll treat you to a biscuit~”

Chu Zhaoqiu parted her lips, about to speak, when she saw Fu Lianxue pull out a biscuit and put it in her own mouth.

Then, biting the biscuit, she turned to face her, her eyes hinting for her to not be polite.

Chu Zhaoqiu suddenly forgot what she was going to say.

The Charm Demon before her had charming, alluring eyes, beautiful eyes that were extremely captivating, always making people unsure of what to do with her.

She couldn’t eat it, but she couldn’t not eat it either…

Chu Zhaoqiu hesitated for a long while.

Fu Lianxue couldn’t wait any longer, furrowing her brows as she urged her to hurry up.

Only then did Chu Zhaoqiu make her next move—she reached out towards the biscuit in Fu Lianxue’s hand, preparing to pull one out.

“I’ll just eat one myself.”

Fu Lianxue: “?”

She immediately grabbed Chu Zhaoqiu’s hand, her head moving closer.

Chu Zhaoqiu: “…”

Her ears reddening, she lifted her other hand—preparing to break off a piece to eat.

Fu Lianxue: “??”

She immediately grabbed her other hand and poked her lips with the biscuit she was biting.

Not giving her any way out.

Chu Zhaoqiu: “…”

No way to retreat, no way to escape.

She had no choice but to open her mouth and obediently bite the other end.

This was the first time she shared a biscuit with someone she liked…

The matter didn’t end there, because Fu Lianxue was clearly not a well-behaved Yaoguai.

Chu Zhaoqiu heard a faint “snap.”

The biscuit was bitten off.

The biscuit began to shorten, bit by bit.

The distance between them shortened accordingly, little by little.

Finally, the two were so close that with just a slight lean forward, they could kiss each other’s lips.

A familiar scene.

A familiarly accelerating heartbeat.

Chu Zhaoqiu once again didn’t know how to react.

Liking Fu Lianxue always made her seem like a clueless fool in front of her.

“Snap.”

The final snapping sound.

—Fu Lianxue left.

Chu Zhaoqiu saw the cunning smile in her eyes as she left, like an unfathomable fox.

Fu Lianxue gazed at the flushed face before her, extremely satisfied.

She raised her hand, gently caressing Chu Zhaoqiu’s burning ear tips, and softly said: “Our Zhaoqiu is so cute…”

Just a slight tease and her face flushed crimson, her heartbeat racing.

She seemed to perpetually anticipate her kissing her.

Could there be anything more interesting in the world than this?

Chu Zhaoqiu pursed her lips, all the embarrassment in her eyes finally turning into a helpless sigh.

“Lianxue, stop messing around.”

Fu Lianxue raised an eyebrow: “I’m going to.”

Seeing this, Chu Zhaoqiu said: “Do you know the story of the boy who cried wolf?”

It might work once or twice, but the third time, no one would be fooled.

She always deliberately teased her, but never satisfied her. She was well aware of her tactics, and one day she would get used to them and become calm.

Fu Lianxue nonchalantly pulled out a biscuit: “We’ll talk about it then~”

She put the biscuit in her mouth, smiled, and turned to leave.

Chu Zhaoqiu watched her back, shaking her head.

Baobao, who had been running around, stopped at Chu Zhaoqiu’s feet and looked up at her.

Chu Zhaoqiu looked down at her, then softly said:

“Your mother…is a little bit bad.”

In the days that followed, Fu Lianxue continued to tease Chu Zhaoqiu with great relish.

This was a mischievous pleasure unique to her, and she would never tire of it.

Chu Zhaoqiu would also play along, but over time, she learned to handle it calmly.

She knew that Fu Lianxue would never give her any “advantages.”

Fu Lianxue also noticed this.

Chu Zhaoqiu was becoming more and more composed in the face of her teasing.

She seemed certain that she would never actually kiss her.

“Chu Zhaoqiu, this isn’t fun anymore,” she sat in the study chair, complaining childishly, “Your face isn’t as red as before, and you’re much calmer!”

Chu Zhaoqiu didn’t speak, continuing to tend to the Blue Star Flower with a smile.

Fu Lianxue asked: “Are you immune to my seduction now? Nothing I do works anymore?”

Chu Zhaoqiu hummed in agreement.

Then, she heard Fu Lianxue’s voice suddenly draw closer: “Oh? What about this?”

She turned around, puzzled, and found Fu Lianxue standing behind her, looking at her with a smile.

In the next second, Fu Lianxue took a step closer—she kissed her lips.

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