Taoist Master and the Cat - Chapter 235

Xie Jingyuan just watched silently.

Throughout the day, Xiao Heng stayed by their side. Until they had a big meal in the restaurant at night, and then sent them back to the inn himself, did Xiao Heng leave gracefully.

As night fell, after taking a shower, Gu Jialing fell asleep on the bed, and Xu Shou lay on the ground in his original body, with his ears drooping.

At a certain moment, his ears twitched, as he heard a cat sneak out of the room, scratching the door at the Taoist master’s side.

Thinking of the master’s indulgence to her, Xu Shou ignored it.

In another room, Xie Jingyuan was sitting by the window, facing the night.

When he heard the door being gently scratched, Xie Jingyuan used a spell to open the door without looking back.

After Su Miaomiao got in, the door was closed again. Xie Jingyuan glanced at her, set up a sound-proof enchantment, and asked lightly, “I told you, you can’t change at will when you get here.”

Su Miaomiao came over, jumped into his arms lightly, curled up into a ball habitually, and lazily said, “I like to sleep with you.”

Xie Jingyuan looked at her closed eyes and asked, “Why?”

“You smell good, and I sleep better next to you.”

Xie Jingyuan said, “Really? What kind of smell?”

Su Miaomiao felt that the Taoist master that night was a bit strange. In the past, he cherished words like gold and rarely chatted with her.

But the Taoist master wanted to talk, so Su Miaomiao yawned, raised her head and rubbed against his chest, sniffed and said, “It is the smell of autumn dew.”

Xie Jingyuan frowned. She could not only smell a unique fragrance of natural vegetation from him, but autumn dew. At the corner of the opposite street, a tuft of weeds grew, with a dewdrop hanging on the blade of grass.

Xie Jingyuan stretched out his hand, and the dew quietly flew to his palm. He sniffed it while Su Miaomiao was not paying attention, but found nothing.

“Looking at you today, it seems that you are no longer afraid of Xiao Heng, why?”

Su Miaomiao said with a smile, “Because he was very kind to us, bought me a bunch of things, and he smells good too.”

Xie Jingyuan knowingly asked, “What kind of smell?”

“Jichimu wood.”

“Since he treats you well, why don’t you go to him?”

Su Miaomiao paused, then raised her head blankly.

Xie Jingyuan seemed to smile at her, and looked very kind as he said, “Qingxu Temple is just a small remote temple. If you follow him, you may be able to live a better life.”

Su Miaomiao blinked.

Xie Jingyuan touched her cat’s head for the first time, and said in a low voice, “I think he seems to like you very much, even if he comes to know that you are a demon, he might not care.”

His touch was very light, even more comfortable than that little Taoist Xuan Ling’s.

Su Miaomiao narrowed her eyes and said without thinking, “No, I will follow you.”

Xie Jingyuan paused for a while before asking, “Why? He has more money than me.”

Su Miaomiao lay in his arms and licked his hand, “Because I like you better.”

He was good-looking and smelled good. He could kill her, but he was willing to take her home.

In the mountains and forests before, Su Miaomiao was often frightened, but on the road when Xie Jingyuan locked her in the spirit animal bag, smelling him, she slept very peacefully.

She was a wild cat, and the Taoist master was the first person who was willing to support her.

Su Miaomiao liked the Taoist master and Qingxu Temple, so she didn’t care about Ziyun Palace no matter how good it was, as for Xiao Heng, he was just a well-known rich traveler.

She also liked butterflies passing by, but that didn’t mean she would move to the butterfly’s house.

Xie Jingyuan’s ears were filled with the phrase “like” that she blurted out casually.

Did she know what liking was?

It wasn’t until Su Miaomiao licked his palm, which was wet and warm, that Xie Jingyuan suddenly came back to his senses.

He pressed Su Miaomiao’s cat head.

Su Miaomiao thought that the Taoist master was going to touch her again, so she waited comfortably.

Maybe it was because of observing too much, but Xie Jingyuan actually understood what she meant, paused, and continued.

While he was touching her, Su Miaomiao suddenly turned into a human, threw herself into his arms with a smile, and hugged his neck with both hands.

Xie Jingyuan froze.

Su Miaomiao breathed hot air in his ear, laughed and said, “Taoist Master, it’s so itchy.

She couldn’t control it.

While Su Miaomiao was hanging on him, Xie Jingyuan did nothing.

She pressed against him softly, the feeling was warm and fulfilling.

It had been twenty years since Xie Jingyuan could remember, Su Miaomiao was the first one who liked to pounce on him, and was able to pounce on him smoothly…

For a moment, Xie Jingyuan was unable to define her identity.

However, it didn’t seem to matter what she was.

Xie Jingyuan just needed to make sure that she had no intention of leaving Qingxu Temple to seek refuge with another person.

The night was dark, and the wooden window next to them had been quietly closed at some point, and the room was quiet.

Su Miaomiao originally went to find the Taoist master to sleep. So as she calmed down, she slowly closed her eyes, turned her face to him, and exhaled lightly.

It wasn’t until she fell asleep that Xie Jingyuan lowered his head, looked at her for a while, and pressed his palm against her back.

Xie Jingyuan picked her up and walked to the bed. After sitting down, he put Su Miaomiao near his leg. And when she found a familiar and comfortable sleeping position, Xie Jingyuan also started to cultivate.

In Ziyun Palace where Xiao Heng lived, Taoist masters could get married.

Xiao Heng was the grandson of the temple master of Ziyun Palace, and also a leader of that generation. He was extremely talented and handsome, and there were countless women who wanted to marry him.

Xiao Heng had never been attracted to any woman, until this time when he was traveling and met Su Miaomiao.