Chapter 47: Tang San: I'm about to be scared into wetting myself by you

The infant is Tang San, and the woman is the mutated Dogtail Grass Xiao Cao.

Thud…… thud……

Suddenly, a knocking sound came from outside the door!

Xiao Cao heard the knocking, a joy flashed across her beautiful face, she gently patted the infant in her arms, and said:

Kiddo, it must be your dad Tang Hao returning from hunting; let's go greet him together.

Immediately, Xiao Cao held the newborn Tang San, who was just a few days old, came to the wooden door, and slowly opened it.

Creak—!

With a creak, the door slowly swung open.

However, when Xiao Cao saw the person outside clearly, her expression changed instantly, she stepped back two paces, warily eyeing the visitor, and demanded:

"Who are you?"

"Haha!" Qianxunji gave a slight smile, produced his signature smile, and spoke gently:

"Hello, I am a friend of Tang Hao, passing by to pay him a visit."

At the same time, Qianxunji sized up Xiao Cao before him.

Height about 1.72 meters, delicate oval face, very beautiful, and appearing quite graceful.

Her snow-white neck is slender and pure white; its great evil even surpasses Liu Er Long.

It seems this kid Tang San won't go hungry; what fortune.

Slender willow waist, long beautiful legs pure and flawless.

A simple green long dress reveals her perfect figure without doubt.

On the green long dress, a few drops of water can still be seen.

Beautiful, strong, resolute, tenacious.

This is Xiao Cao's first impression of Qianxunji.

At the same time, using his clairvoyance to gaze at Xiao Cao, he instantly saw her true form: a hundred-thousand-year Dogtail Grass.

But it is a mutated Dogtail Grass.

No wonder she could become a hundred-thousand-year spirit beast; a perfect mutation.

In the instant Qianxunji was sizing up Xiao Cao, Xiao Cao was also sizing up Qianxunji.

Clad in a golden robe, his features are exquisitely handsome and sharply defined, his stature tall, his muscles taut.

He gives an impression of nobility, yet his gaze fixed upon one carries a demonic quality.

Xiao Cao felt that if her eyes met those demonic eyes, lingering too long might cause her to succumb.

Xiao Cao's delicate body trembled; she hastily averted her gaze, gave a faint smile, and said:

"Please come in and sit; may I ask your name?"

"Cao the thief!"

Qianxunji's indifferent voice sounded, and then he sat on the stool inside the house.

"Huh?"

Xiao Cao let out a soft 'huh', seeing two people standing outside the door.

One black, one gold—two figures, looking somewhat strange.

Thus, Xiao Cao looked at Qianxunji and asked:

"Cao the thief, are they your friends? May I invite them in to join us?"

Qianxunji waved his hand; from the moment he saw Xiao Cao, he had decided—this Cao the thief was his to claim.

Thus he glared at the two, and said indifferently:

"These two are simply too unsightly to behold—one effeminate, the other ugly; I feared they'd frighten you, so I didn't let them in."

Besides Ju Dou Luo and Gui Douluo being left outside the door, Tangyuehua was also left outside at a distance.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Cao smiled and said:

"Guests are welcome; please all come in and sit."

Ju Dou Luo and Gui Douluo, hearing this, turned their gazes toward Qianxunji, and seeing his icy stare, they hastily said:

"No thanks, we suddenly have business; we'll take our leave."

Having said that, the two didn't wait for Xiao Cao's response, directly took Tangyuehua behind them and left the house's vicinity, hiding in the surrounding forest.

Upon reaching the forest, Tangyuehua looked at Ju Dou Luo and Gui Douluo and couldn't help but ask:

"As subordinates of His Holiness the Pope Qianxunji, why aren't you constantly by his side, instead staying so far away?"

Ju Dou Luo, hearing this, raised his head, made an orchid finger gesture, and said:

"Our Pope's power is terrifying; bringing us two is just for show—there's no need for us to protect him; he could protect us two just as well."

"As for why we left, haven't you noticed? That Xiao Cao is so beautiful, moreover possessing a lovable aura; today this Cao the thief, our Pope His Holiness the Pope will surely claim."

Tangyuehua: "……"

……

Inside the wooden house!

Qianxunji sat on the stool, hands resting on the wooden table, smiling as he looked at Xiao Cao standing before him, and said with a smile:

Xiao Cao, why aren't you sitting? Hurry up and sit down!

Xiao Cao, being looked at by Qianxunji's demonic, sharp eyes, felt somewhat uneasy; she thus gave a faint smile and said:

"Cao the thief, I'll brew you a cup of tea!"

Having said that, Xiao Cao placed Tang San in the cradle, turned around, brewed a cup of tea, and handed it to Qianxunji with both hands.

Qianxunji looked meaningfully at the offered tea, glanced at the pair of jade hands beside the cup, then reached out and took the teacup.

But his hands held Xiao Cao's delicate little hands.

Soft, white, elastic, slightly cool!

In an instant, Qianxunji fell in love with this pair of small hands.

Xiao Cao saw this, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, she gave an embarrassed smile and said:

"Cao thief, you've taken hold of my hand—this is rather abrupt."

"Abrupt?" Qianxunji didn't let go, his fingers rubbed Xiao Cao's hand, and said:

"Tang Hao is my brother, you are his wife, a brother's wife—that makes you my wife. Since he's not here now, I will take good care of you."

"Look how icy cold your hands are; I naturally ought to warm them up."

Hearing this, Xiao Cao's face turned a bit cold, and she said coldly:

"Cao thief, you're unworthy of being Tang Hao's brother."

"Ha ha… ha ha…" Qianxunji laughed, then with a strong pull he drew Xiao Cao's frail body into his embrace and held her tightly.

"Mmm… so fragrant!" Qianxunji embraced Xiao Cao, inhaled near her snow‑white neck, and felt a tempting milky fragrance fill his entire nasal cavity.

Very pleasant!

"Cao thief, let go of me!" Xiao Cao, held by Qianxunji, strained to push her hands apart.

But she felt Qianxunji's big hand like unyielding steel, holding her fast in his arms; no matter how she struggled, she could not break free even a bit.

"Waa… waa… waa…"

At that moment, a baby's cry rang out from inside the house, growing more urgent.

Seeing this, Xiao Cao hurriedly said:

"My baby is hungry; he wants milk!"

"Hehe!" Qianxunji gave a light smile, glanced at the baby beside him, and his cold voice sounded:

"Tang San, if you dare cry again, I'll make sure you never be able to have children!"

As soon as his words fell, the baby's crying stopped abruptly, and even the cradle didn't move a bit.

Seeing this, Qianxunji could already be certain that Tang San this guy had crossed over.

And the baby before him was Tang San,

The baby's body housed an adult's soul.

Seeing Tang San not move at all, Xiao Cao's face filled with worry, and she scolded:

"Cao thief, you've frightened my child."

"Smack!"

Qianxunji directly slapped Xiao Cao's buttocks and said:

"Although my voice was icy cold just now, my tone wasn't harsh—how could a newborn just a few days old be frightened by me?"

"Xiao Cao, don't you find this strange?"

(End of chapter)