Quick Wear: The Heirless Boss Wants to Get Close to Her Every Day

Chapter 522 Spoiled Flower Fairy vs. Aloof Buddhist Monk (21)

After Shen Shuyi finished lunch and was about to go back to her room to rest, someone knocked on the courtyard gate.

She and Wuchen had just settled here and hadn't interacted with anyone, so the person knocking on the door must be the scholar next door.

"I'll open the door."

Shen Shuyi had a good impression of the scholar; after all, he was a literary genius, and she had great respect for scholars.

It really was Zheng Xuan.

She smiled and asked, "Young Master Zheng, what brings you here?"

“Miss Shen, I’ve made quite a few mung bean cakes. I’d like to send some to you and the master to try.”

Looking at the crystal-clear, appetizing mung bean cake, Shen Shuyi quickly accepted it, saying, "Thank you so much, Young Master Zheng. I don't know how to thank you enough."

"No need to be so polite. I'm just doing my duty as a host. Miss Shen, are you from out of town?"

Shen Shuyi and Zheng Xuan chatted and laughed in the courtyard for a while, when suddenly she heard that the favorability rating had changed.

+5!

Shen Shuyi secretly raised her eyebrows, then spoke to Zheng Xuan again, even inviting him to sit down at the stone table in the courtyard to chat about the scenery of various places.

+8!

+11!

+12!

[Congratulations, host! The favorability rating between you and the target Wuchen has exceeded 66%!]
Shen Shuyi suppressed her joy and saw Zheng Xuan to the door.

So even Master Wuchen gets jealous.

During this time, Wuchen didn't say a word, but his eyes darkened considerably, and there was even a dark glint in them.

An inexplicable emotion made his heart clench, and even breathing felt painful.

Was the little flower fairy smiling so sweetly at the scholar because she wanted to absorb his life essence?
She's gone completely mad, and she still wants to go astray!
The red mark between Wuchen's brows was faintly visible. He silently recited the Heart-Cleansing Mantra in his heart. The more he suppressed it, the more violently his inner demons surged.

Even more so, the inner demons wanted to take the opportunity to seize control of the body.

Shen Shuyi seemed oblivious to Wuchen's emotional fluctuations. She had a very happy day and even boiled a large tub of water for a bath in the evening.

Flower petals were scattered in the large wooden tub. Shen Shuyi unbuttoned her dress and entered the tub, the sound of splashing water reaching Wuchen's ears.

Wuchen's room was right next to the bathroom, and when he closed his eyes to meditate, the sound of water made it impossible for him to concentrate.

Shen Shuyi took a relaxing bath, thinking about what to eat tomorrow.

Why don't we go catch some fish by the river? Zheng Xuan refused to accept the gold, so she caught a few more fish to give him as a return gift.

The bathroom was filled with the fragrance of flowers. The woman had snow-white skin and held a flower in the water in her small hand, blowing on it.

Just as she remembered to get dressed and leave the bathroom, a sly glint flashed in her eyes.

"what--"

With a loud "bang," a delicate cry rang out. Wuchen instantly stood up and went to the bathroom door, where he knocked.

"Miss Shen, what's wrong?"

Shen Shuyi cried out in pain, "Master, I feel demonic energy surging around me, my head is throbbing unbearably, and I've even fallen down. Can you come in and help me?"

With a creak, the wooden bathroom door was pushed open.

The scene before me was pristine white; the young girl had just bathed, and her body was tinged with a faint pinkish-white.

He quickly turned around. "Miss Shen, please put your clothes back on, or turn back into your original form."

Wuchen's mind was filled with images of the little flower fairy who had fallen to the ground, with her long, fair legs, flowing black hair, slightly upturned lips, and weak breathing.

"Master." Shen Shuyi felt the demonic power surging around her and fainted with her eyes closed.

She closed her eyes and felt herself being lifted up horizontally, the other person's chest warm and reliable.

Wuchen carried her back to the inner room and immediately regulated her breathing to suppress the urge to go into qi deviation.

Palm to palm, half an hour passed, and this time no matter how much pure yang energy he channeled, he could not calm the little flower demon's condition.

Shen Shuyi felt terrible. "Master, let it go."

"Wait a little longer. The demonic energy within you is too chaotic. If this continues, you will explode and die." Shen Shuyi lowered her hands and fell into Wuchen's arms. "Master, please go. Don't worry about me. It's all my own fault."

"You don't need to waste your energy saving me."

"Don't move." Wuchen placed his hands on her shoulders, trying to straighten her up so he could continue channeling his vital energy into her.

Shen Shuyi stared intently into his eyes. "Master, this won't work. If you really want to save me, you should know that only the dual cultivation method can thoroughly inject pure yang essence into my body."

"Otherwise, you'll just be hanging on by a thread, and your magic power will be completely depleted."

"I know you don't want to, so I don't want to be a burden to you."

Wuchen seemed not to hear her words, and kept pressing his warm palms against her back, continuously channeling his vital energy into her.

"Listen to me, follow the vital energy that I am giving you to guide and unblock your pathways."

Shen Shuyi felt the surging energy throughout her body; this man was courting death!
Her face was flushed, her eyes were glistening with tears, and her voice was low and hoarse, "Master, please stop!"

Seeing that he wouldn't stop, Shen Shuyi forcibly interrupted her cultivation, and the sudden reversal of her vital energy caused her to faint in Wuchen's arms.

Wuchen instinctively hugged her. The girl in his arms was burning hot, breathing rapidly, and limp and weak.

She raised her arms and wrapped them around his neck, calling out sweetly.

"Master, I feel so hot!"

Shen Shuyi hugged Wuchen and climbed onto him, her hot breath tickling his ear.

Wuchen closed his eyes and silently murmured, "Amitabha."

Suddenly, all the words were silenced by the girl's lips.

Shen Shuyi kissed Wuchen's lips, then pounced on him, sitting her legs on his waist.

Her kiss was like a bewitching force, rushing headlong into everything, trying to silence all the man's words of resistance.

Wuchen's hand supported her waist, and his hand, which was wrapped around her neck, rubbed the skin on her waist until it turned red.

Their breaths mingled, and the spoiled little flower fairy suddenly became extremely gentle, lightly kissing his cheek and then returning to his lips.

Before long, she was too weak to continue and lay on Wuchen's chest.

Listening to his rapid heartbeat.

He muttered, "Master, your heartbeat is so loud."

Wuchen's breathing changed, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he looked away from the little flower fairy.

Until I heard her steady breathing.

Wuchen looked down at the girl in his arms. She had already closed her eyes and was now completely asleep.

To save her, we must cultivate together.
You must have intimate contact with the little flower fairy, kiss her, and even sleep with your neck intertwined like a mortal couple.
Wuchen's body stiffened, and his eyes grew increasingly deep.

Shen Shuyi opened her eyes immediately after Wuchen left, her eyes clear and no longer hazy.

She threw off the covers, transformed back into a vine, and "whoosh," escaped through the window.

Before she could even leave the courtyard, she was enveloped in a golden light, followed by the sound of a man's steady footsteps.

"Miss Shen, where are you going?"

Shen Shuyi turned around and calmly transformed into human form. "I just came out to absorb the essence of the sun and moon and cultivate."

"Really?" Wuchen walked towards her.

Shen Shuyi lowered her head. "Don't you know very well whether it's really Master Wuchen or not?"

"Staying here is just waiting to die. Do I look like the kind of demon who resigns himself to fate?"

She suddenly raised her head, her eyes resolute. "I said I would return to Buzhou Mountain to avenge myself!"

"So, if you're unwilling to help me with dual cultivation, then I'll go find someone else or a demon."

His gaze, devoid of dust, sorrow, or joy, fell upon her face. The thought of the little flower fairy being intimate with others caused a secret pang of pain in his heart.

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(End of this chapter)