After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly 'Repay' Their Gratitude-Chapter 132 - "Sacred Maiden, Could It Be That You’re Feeling Something?"

“Hmm~ Is the young master’s face... turning red?”

Across the table, the snow-white fox maiden licked her lips slightly, her enchanting smile tinged with mischief.

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It had to be said, dealing with fox demons was truly exhausting... no, draining.

At this moment,

He Ange sat in the Sacred Maiden’s chambers, across from the snow-white fox maiden at her table, feeling an unbearable tension.

Beside him was his so-called “girlfriend,” Xia Ranyue.

Yet now, He Ange found himself at the mercy of his “girlfriend’s sister.”

The situation was excruciating. He Ange couldn’t make a sound, nor could he let his expression betray his discomfort.

He had to do something.

“Sacred Maiden, this wine is indeed sweet and delightful,” He Ange said with an awkward smile.

Xia Zhiyue watched the youth feign composure, feeling a surge of conquest. She knew that, despite He Ange’s reserved demeanor, his body wouldn’t lie.

However...

Was He Ange worth such teasing?

And if she were to reward him, was he truly deserving of such a reward?

Pondering this, Xia Zhiyue hesitated, her under-the-table advances momentarily slowing.

But when she noticed the faint blush on He Ange’s face and the subtle intoxication in his expression, her resolve solidified—making such a refined and extraordinary youth blush, even with just her foot, was absolutely worth it.

The sheer thrill of teasing He Ange, of seeing his composed demeanor falter, was reward enough. Thinking back to the day’s events, when He Ange had stood tall and commanding at the clan meeting, even making the formidable Elder Xuanque kneel before him, Xia Zhiyue felt a rush of excitement. Her enchanting eyes gleamed with a seductive light.

Such a handsome, capable, and intriguing youth, one who could be teased yet remained dignified...

If she could win his heart and make him submit at her feet, it would be the pinnacle of her life.

“If Mr. He enjoys it, why not have another cup?”

The Sacred Maiden’s smile was breathtaking as she leaned back in her chair, pouring more wine for He Ange.

But beneath the table, Xia Zhiyue was far from idle. Her foot continued its subtle advances, testing He Ange’s limits and trying to make him lose his composure.

Last time, He Ange had made Xia Zhiyue feel something she’d never experienced before.

This time, Xia Zhiyue wanted to return the favor. She wanted to see He Ange lose control, to let go of his resistance, and to submit entirely.

Moreover,

The thought of her sister, Xia Ranyue, sitting right beside He Ange while she teased her sister’s boyfriend beneath the table...

The sheer audacity of it filled Xia Zhiyue with a thrilling sense of rebellion.

The snow-white fox maiden smiled gracefully, her cheeks slightly flushed, her nine tails swaying behind her.

Meanwhile,

Xia Ranyue noticed something was off about Xia Zhiyue. Though she had no idea what was happening beneath the table, she could tell her sister seemed unusually excited.

Was it just a glass of wine?

Why was her sister so thrilled?

Feeling uneasy, Xia Ranyue leaned closer to He Ange, whispering softly:

“Ange, shouldn’t we take this opportunity to discuss the matter with my sister?”

Though Xia Zhiyue’s excitement annoyed her, Xia Ranyue was willing to compromise if it meant securing the token. If a simple glass of wine could make her sister happy enough to hand over the token, it was a small price to pay.

Besides, once they had the token, Xia Ranyue and He Ange could leave the Fox Clan, leaving Xia Zhiyue behind in the secret realm.

And if Xia Zhiyue wanted to feel smug for one night, Xia Ranyue could tolerate it.

Heh~

Thinking this, the fox princess smiled slyly, confident she had her sister cornered.

“Indeed, it’s time to get down to business...” He Ange murmured.

He smiled faintly, his breathing slightly uneven. But as he glanced at Xia Zhiyue, a hint of mischief flickered in his eyes.

He was done playing along.

He Ange controlled his expression, maintaining his silence.

But that didn’t mean he would sit idly by.

This was just the beginning of his counterattack.

“Hmm...?”

Xia Zhiyue noticed the sudden change in He Ange’s demeanor. He seemed to have stopped resisting, allowing her to continue her teasing. Her enchanting eyes showed a hint of surprise as she intensified her efforts.

Yet no matter how she tried, He Ange’s face remained stoic, betraying no sign of discomfort.

This frustrated Xia Zhiyue. She wanted to see He Ange blush, to squirm, to falter. But if he gave her no reaction, she began to doubt herself. As someone inexperienced in such matters, she wasn’t sure what would make He Ange lose his composure.

In theory...

Xia Zhiyue believed He Ange should be enjoying this.

So why wasn’t he reacting?

Was she using the wrong technique?

Was it supposed to be pressure instead of a squeeze?

In just a few minutes, Xia Zhiyue had tried countless methods she’d read about, using her flexible body to experiment with different ways to tease He Ange.

But He Ange, having endured far more intense experiences with An Luo Yi, found Xia Zhiyue’s attempts easy to withstand.

Frustrated,

Xia Zhiyue found herself at a loss. Her desire to conquer He Ange clashed with her growing sense of inadequacy as a fox demon.

At that moment, He Ange spoke:

“Sacred Maiden, shall we discuss the matter of the token?”

“Token? Hmph, you still—”

Xia Zhiyue raised an eyebrow, ready to tease He Ange further. But before she could finish, a sudden sensation beneath the table made her gasp:

“Ah—?!”

She clapped a hand over her mouth, her body jerking forward as she leaned onto the table.

After a long pause, Xia Zhiyue lifted her head, her enchanting eyes filled with shock and indignation as she glared at He Ange. Her lips trembled, her teeth clenched, her expression a mix of humiliation and fury.

Xia Zhiyue looked as if she wanted to tear the white-robed youth apart. Yet, the unexpected pleasure coursing through her body left her unable to retaliate.

Beneath the table,

He Ange had turned the tables, using her own tactics against her.

The unprecedented sensation left Xia Zhiyue blushing, her body trembling uncontrollably.

He Ange’s skill far surpassed Xia Zhiyue’s. Without even looking, he had pinpointed the right spot, his calm gaze fixed on the snow-white fox maiden across the table.

Xia Zhiyue’s body betrayed her.

Though she refused to admit it, her reactions were undeniable. Unlike An Luo Yi, who required extended foreplay, Xia Zhiyue was far more sensitive, succumbing quickly to He Ange’s touch.

Now, Xia Zhiyue was caught in a conflict between her body and mind.

Her body wanted more, but her mind resisted.

The only way to escape was to stand up and leave, denying He Ange any further access.

But leaving would mean admitting defeat.

To be bested by a mere human youth with just a few simple moves?

That would be utterly humiliating!

Xia Zhiyue had never realized how vulnerable she was in such a situation.

Meanwhile, the white-robed youth’s clear eyes held a faint smile. Compared to An Luo Yi’s stoic resistance, fox demons were far easier to handle. It was like tackling a high school exam after acing a college entrance test.

He smiled slyly, picking up a cup of wine and placing it in front of the trembling fox maiden.

He tapped the table lightly, signaling Xia Zhiyue to look at him—

“Sacred Maiden.”

“Now, about the token—shall we proceed?”