Chapter 668: But... I'm willing, aren't I

"Rustle..."

When Qin Jian woke from his deep sleep, a sensation of extreme, comfortable scraping traveled from his ear canal straight to the tips of his nerves, making his entire scalp tingle and moan.

The faint rustling sound echoed in his ear, and he moved subconsciously, but the object in his ear was instantly withdrawn in a fright.

"Don't move."

The woman patted his head gently, holding a cotton swab in her hand: "I'm cleaning your ears!"

Qin Jian blinked, then obediently turned his head to the side, adjusting the angle of his ear to make it easier for her to work.

"Rustle..."

The rhythm that made his scalp want to howl with pleasure resumed, and Qin Jian felt every cell in his body cheering and leaping with joy.

There was no help for it; ever since reaching a certain level of strength, no filth would remain on his body, so naturally, he would no longer go about cleaning his ears or anything of the sort.

But just as eating satisfies the desire to chew, cleaning one's ears is itself an act of ultimate enjoyment.

"Come, the other side."

Poseixi signaled for Qin Jian to turn over.

As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Jian turned one hundred and eighty degrees without hesitation, quickly presenting his other ear to her hand.

"Is it very comfortable?"

Poseixi couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Qin Jian did not answer her, because the feeling he had at this moment was very strange...

His original position had been facing outward, but now that he had turned over, he was facing inward, so his face was pointed directly at...

A faint, elegant fragrance assaulted his nasal cavity with wild intensity; Qin Jian, who had only just woken up, felt dizzy and was almost intoxicated.

"Rustle... rustle."

Poseixi's movements suddenly stopped, and she did not move again for quite a while.

Qin Jian moved his body and looked upward, but unfortunately, his line of sight was blocked by two orbs.

"What's wrong?" he couldn't help but ask.

"You..."

Poseixi twisted her legs somewhat awkwardly: "Aren't you going to get up yet?"

Clearly, she had also realized how ambiguous their current posture was.

"But I haven't finished enjoying it yet..." Qin Jian pouted.

Poseixi stretched her neck to see Qin Jian, and to let Qin Jian see her.

A look of surprise appeared on her slightly flushed cheeks: "Are you... acting spoiled?"

"I'm not acting spoiled, I'm simply expressing my dissatisfaction with you, Sister, for leaving someone hanging," Qin Jian curled his lip: "It's suffocating, you know?"

"Why does that sound so strange?" Poseixi's expression was odd.

"Then can you satisfy me or not?"

Qin Jian casually poked her smooth lower abdomen, choosing a spot that was very... sensitive.

"Cough, cough!"

Na'er started coughing again.

Qin Jian sheepishly withdrew his hand.

But Poseixi had already been startled by his ultimate move and immediately said: "You... don't poke me, I'll stop cleaning your ears, how about I give you a massage instead?"

"Alright."

Qin Jian knew when to stop, and immediately turned over to lie flat.

Poseixi's expression changed again and again.

It was truly the first time she had seen a man with such thick skin.

"Sigh..."

Poseixi sighed softly, lifted Qin Jian's head, and shifted her position to sit behind his head.

Two hands, cool as soft jade, pressed gently onto Qin Jian's temples and began to knead slowly.

Gradually, she moved to his head, pressing gently on various acupoints, allowing Qin Jian to enjoy a refreshing experience after a slight ache.

"What have you been doing all these years, Sister?"

Qin Jian kept his eyes open, looking upside down at Poseixi's flawless face, and said: "You are proficient in too many things."

"After I reached the level of a 99-level Titled Douluo, apart from maintaining my youthful appearance, there was nothing else I needed to do..."

Poseixi slowly kneaded his shoulders, her strength neither too light nor too heavy, just right.

"Unable to improve my cultivation, unable to cross that threshold to become a god, my only expectation was your arrival..."

"Day after day, year after year, here in the Sea God Hall, even the passage of time slowly became blurred..."

Her gentle eyes were like a lake spanning a thousand years, wrapping Qin Jian completely.

"Until one day, I suddenly wondered, if the person I was waiting for arrived, but I had become someone who only knew how to sit in meditation and cultivate, what would I do?"

Poseixi shook her head and smiled: "This thought made me feel panicked. I couldn't stop thinking about what the person I was waiting for would want me to be like, and what he would need me to do..."

"For the decades that followed, whenever I thought of something, I would go and do it. Whether it was music, chess, calligraphy, painting, or various obscure skills, I dabbled in them all," she smoothed her hair somewhat bashfully, tucking it behind her ear: "It wasn't until ten years ago, when I truly couldn't think of anything else to learn, that I started meditating again..."

An indescribable sense of sorrow enveloped Qin Jian.

"So, you know all these things... because of me?" he said in a low voice.

Poseixi lowered her head, meeting his upturned gaze, and instantly felt Qin Jian's emotions.

She curved her red lips and smiled: "You don't need to feel sad about this, or bear any pressure because of it, because... even if the person I was waiting for wasn't you, I would still have spent my nearly hundred-year life this way."

Qin Jian remained silent.

He knew that Poseixi was merely comforting him, not wanting to use the time she had spent in vain to hold him hostage.

As for him, it only deepened his loathing for the Sea God.

When he truly came into contact with Poseixi, and when he heard that she had waited for a hundred years under the influence of the Sea God, not only did he not feel grateful, but he was instead extremely furious.

To manipulate another person's life like this, even if he is a god, is wrong.

What's more, this person is his own biological daughter!

Are those hidden motives really that important?

Is testing his daughter's choice for her next life really that important?

As a parent, if one is not prepared to unconditionally support a child's own choices, then do not bring them into this world to suffer!

"Big sister..."

Qin Jian suddenly pressed his hand onto Poseixi's: "Don't do these things anymore, I... am unworthy of this."

Poseixi's movements stopped.

She naturally knew why Qin Jian would say this, and she also knew the unbearable pain and distress in his heart.

Regarding this, she was silent for a moment, then revealed a warm, faint smile: "But..."

She withdrew her hand from Qin Jian's palm and continued the massage from before.

"But... I am willing..."

She said in a low voice, with no reluctance or unhappiness on her face.

"The past is already in the past; when I discovered that these things were truly useful, I actually found solace in them instead..."

Poseixi's brows and eyes were as beautiful as a painting, yet as gentle as water.

"It is like a Spirit with nowhere to anchor, drifting for decades, finally finding a place to rest, and she even discovers that she has a purpose for this place of refuge..."

She smiled very contentedly: "To have such an ending is already very good!"

"That is why I want to be your big sister..."

"Because only in this way can I recklessly release the... desire to care for you... that I have suppressed for nearly a hundred years."

"......"

(End of this chapter)