I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

"Why don't you have some too?"

Yan Ziming was busy preparing breakfast and didn't notice Liu Mengxian's body approaching and wrapping around her waist.

This embrace reminded Yan Ziming of the bone-melting intimacy he shared with Liu Mengxian yesterday, and his body trembled involuntarily.

"No, I'm still more interested in that..."

"Open your mouth."

"Huh? Hmm..."

Distracted by the soft, fragrant breath Liu Mengxian exhaled, Yan Ziming shifted her body slightly and unconsciously opened her mouth.

Another round object entered her mouth, and Yan Ziming gently bit down, a sweet taste flowing out of her mouth.

Realizing that it was Liu Mengxian feeding her lotus seeds, Yan Ziming's pretty face flushed slightly. She felt the sweet taste in her mouth flow into her heart and whispered:

"Hmm... Xian'er, you can eat by yourself, don't worry about me..."

"One more, please."

As if not wanting Yan Ziming to say such a thing, Liu Mengxian stuffed another one into her mouth.

This time, Yan Ziming didn't say anything tactless and carefully savored the thoughtful gift Liu Mengxian had given him.

"My lord is busy in the kitchen, how can I just stand by and watch?"

Liu Mengxian gently blew a breath into her ear, and Yan Ziming felt her body begin to heat up.

If this continues, it's definitely going to be the same old routine of climaxing every morning. Yan Ziming became increasingly uncomfortable and said, blushing, "..."

"I've always said you can just call me Mo'er, so why are you thinking of..., Xian'er?"

Upon closer examination, it's not impossible. After all, Liu Mengxian is new to human affairs, and it's inevitable that she would develop a taste for pleasure, just as Yan Zimo did in the past.

Yesterday's intimacy with Liu Mengxian and Mu Mu had already exhausted her energy; if she were to do it again, she wouldn't be able to straighten her back today.

However, she didn't want to spoil Liu Mengxian's fun. So what if she couldn't straighten her back? At worst, she would just have to lie down for a day.

"If you want, I don't mind, but you should take care of your health first."

Liu Mengxian smiled gently and reached out to massage Yan Ziming's waist, her palm glowing softly.

With this massage, Yan Ziming's aches and pains in her waist were relieved, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of weariness, her eyes becoming hazy.

"Mo'er, do you know what the lotus seeds symbolize?"

Liu Mengxian's gentle question brought Yan Ziming back to his senses, and without thinking, he asked, "What is the meaning behind it?"

"Lotus seeds, also known as 'pity seeds,' symbolize affection for a beloved person, therefore..."

What Yan Ziming couldn't see was a hint of mischief in Liu Mengxian's eyes, "Don't let me down..."

After saying that, she picked up a lotus seed and put it into Yan Ziming's mouth.

"Well?!"

Following Liu Mengxian's words, what flowed through Yan Ziming's voice this time was no longer the sweet taste of lotus seeds, but the deep love from the person behind him.

Like soft, flowing black hair, even if it breaks, it will still cling tightly to her body...

Caught off guard, Yan Ziming was flirted with again, leaving him feeling annoyed.

Xian'er is a complete novice when it comes to matters of the bedroom, so how come her flirting skills are even better than mine?

I'll have to learn from her later... uh, no, she's already reformed and turned over a new leaf. If I flirt with her again, I'll probably get cut into three pieces.

but......

"How can I let you be the only one showing off?"

Unwilling to remain passive, Yan Ziming snapped back to reality when Liu Mengxian tried to put another lotus seed in her mouth. She kissed Liu Mengxian's lips, biting the lotus seed in her mouth in the process...

I have received your affection.

Then please accept mine, Fairy...

Liu Mengxian's body stiffened slightly before she was also captivated by the tender emotions, unable to resist holding Yan Ziming's fingers and pressing them against her body.

Time itself has been swayed by it.

Sizzle...

The smell of burning.

"Ah! I forgot I'm still heating the pan! Turn off the heat, turn off the heat!"

After working for a while, Yan Ziming turned off the fire, but the lotus seeds inside had turned into a black paste, and the pot that had been with her for many years was no longer usable.

The two exchanged a helpless glance, then smiled at each other.

"Let's eat like this, we won't make breakfast yet."

"As you wish..."

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P.S.: The Xian'er side story that all you perverts have been waiting for will be posted in the group tonight. Those who want to read it can check it out (lol).

30. New Plans

Breakfast should be a happy meal, but something unpleasant happened.

Halfway through the meal, Xi, the useless creature who had been silently inside Yan Ziming's body, reported something to Yan Ziming.

[Hey, isn't Mo Xin acting a little strange?]

Hmm...that's true.

Speaking of this issue, Yan Ziming has to recall the earth-shattering breakthrough he made in Tibet.

Although Yan Ziming successfully broke through at that time, and Mo Xin also benefited greatly from that sublimation, the reality was not as expected.

Mo Xin did not break through to the ninth rank as a result.

For some time afterward, and continuing to this day, she has only been awake a few times, and the few times she has been awake, she has quickly fallen back asleep.

Considering that Mo Xin had been asleep for a period of time when she broke through to the seventh and eighth levels last time, it should be the same this time.

Moreover, she was attempting to break through to the special level of the ninth rank this time, so Yan Ziming didn't take it too seriously, thinking it was a normal phenomenon, and waited until now.

For a life form like Mo Xin, Yan Ziming was unsure how long it would take for her to break through to the ninth rank.

She felt that even if it took three months, it wouldn't be too difficult for people to accept, but as time went on, she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

As for Mo Xin, Liu Mengxian was probably the most qualified to speak on the matter, so Yan Zimo asked Liu Mengxian, who was sitting in front of her:

"Um... Xian'er, I want to talk to you about something, it's about Mo Xin..."

"Xin'er?"

Liu Mengxian ate a lotus seed. She cared quite a bit about her daughter, Mo Xin, after all, she was the fruit of her and Yan Ziming's love.

"Hmm, Xian'er, how long do you think it will take for Mo Xin to break through to the ninth rank?"

"It can take anywhere from one month to six months."

"Hmm... I'll let you see it with your own eyes."

Mo Xin's slumber was within the timeframe Liu Mengxian described, but Yan Ziming still felt it was better to be on the safe side, so he summoned Lei Qie and placed it on the table.

This divine weapon, which has accompanied Yan Ziming on his journey for nearly ten years, is now almost transparent inside, radiating bursts of light that flicker like stage lights.

Judging from its appearance, Raiqie was undoubtedly in a state of activation, but Yan Zimo was certain that he had no control over the matter what it was doing.

There is no other possibility than Mo Xin controlling it.

"So...is there a problem?"

Yan Ziming asked Liu Mengxian in a low voice.

She couldn't see anything more, but Liu Mengxian might, because she was the omnipotent Soul Heaven.

However, Liu Mengxian couldn't see anything either—no, she couldn't see anything unusual. She was certain that Mo Xin was indeed trying to break through.

And this timeframe is fast approaching.

However, Liu Mengxian always felt that something was different.

Although she was the creator of Mo Xin, it was also the first time she had created such a life form, so her understanding of it was not very clear.

She also felt somewhat unfamiliar with Mo Xin's situation.

However, even if there are differences, they should be developing in a positive direction and there shouldn't be any major problems.

"Just leave it like this, and we should have an answer in about ten days."

Only after Liu Mengxian said this did Yan Ziming feel at ease.

To be honest, Yan Ziming had missed her a little after not seeing her for so long.

"Is there still about two weeks left...?"

Yan Ziming turned his head to look out the window, watching the clouds drift and gather in the sky, and time seemed to pass very slowly.

I eagerly await the day you break through to the ninth rank; I'll personally throw you a grand party...