Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

Inside Lin Mo's bedroom.

The air was thick with moisture.

He stepped out of the bathtub and casually grabbed a loose bathrobe.

The straps were loosely tied, and water droplets rolled down his firm chest muscles.

Lin Mo lay down on the spacious canopy bed and let out a long breath.

For the past two weeks, we've been training during the day and practicing shooting at night.

If it weren't for the Dragon Elephant Suppressing Prison Technique and the Dragon and Phoenix Auspiciousness Technique complementing each other...

His stamina far surpasses that of ordinary people; even an iron body would probably have fallen apart long ago.

My blood and energy have been becoming increasingly abundant lately, but...

Lin Mo closed his eyes, and his consciousness sank into the void once again.

The purple crystal that sealed the white-haired, red-eyed witch Luo Xue still stood silently.

The surface cracks didn't expand even slightly.

The sealing progress is stuck at the final 0.01%.

Lin Mo clicked his tongue in annoyance.

In the past two weeks, he tried using the Qi and blood of the Dragon Elephant Suppressing Prison Technique to infuse it, and he also tried using the Hegemony Point to smash it.

He even secretly took it out and punched it a few more times when no one was around.

But this thing is like it's made of titanium alloy, it just won't break no matter what.

The crack showed no signs of widening at all.

Furthermore, the master of the Divine Craftsman's Workshop cannot be found, so the forging of divine weapons cannot be unlocked.

Lin Mo felt as if a wad of waterlogged cotton was stuck in his heart, unable to go up or down, feeling extremely suffocated.

"Never mind, let's go to sleep."

Frustrated, Lin Mo withdrew from the void and rolled over on the bed.

However, at that moment...

rustle……

A series of very light, hesitant footsteps suddenly rang out in the courtyard.

His footsteps were halting and hesitant, seemingly filled with hesitation and entanglement.

Followed by.

buckle -

There was a light knock on the door twice.

The sound was so faint that Lin Mo wouldn't have been able to hear it at all if his hearing hadn't been so exceptional.

Lin Mo opened his eyes, raising his eyebrows slightly.

Who could it be so late?

Qin Ruxue returned to the military camp, while Chu Mengyao and Fengniang were exhausted from checking the accounts today.

Xia Man'er swung a hammer all day, and is probably sleeping soundly right now.

Who else could it be?

"Lin, Lin Mo...are you resting?"

As I was pondering this, a woman's voice came from outside the door.

Her voice was soft and gentle, with a hint of timidity.

Eighth Sister-in-law?

Lin Mo sat up.

He recognized the voice just by listening to it.

Eighth Sister-in-law Xu Wenya.

Of all the women in the manor, she was definitely the one with the least presence.

She has a gentle and reserved personality and rarely speaks.

When everyone gathered together, she would always sit in the corner, head down, quietly embroidering.

When they met, they would just blush and say hello before quickly walking away.

I've never contacted him first.

What's wrong with you today? Why are you knocking on my door in the middle of the night?

Has something urgent happened?

Lin Mo rolled over and got out of bed.

Outside.

Xu Wenya stood on the steps, shivering in the night wind.

She was too nervous.

This dress was her most treasured dowry, originally intended for her to wear to her husband on their wedding night.

But now, she's wearing it, running to her brother-in-law's door in the middle of the night.

Wenya felt her face burning hot.

She gripped the thin veil tightly with both hands, her toes curling nervously inside her embroidered shoes.

I had no idea where to put my hands and feet.

Just thinking about how the door would open in a moment, and how I'd have to face Lin Mo in this embarrassing state, and even have to ask him for it...

"No, no...it's too embarrassing..."

Wenya's psychological defenses completely collapsed.

Her inherent timidity and sense of shame ultimately overwhelmed the courage to "take the initiative."

Xu Wenya suddenly turned around, covered her burning face with her hands, and prepared to flee.

however.

squeak-

The door behind them was pulled open from the inside.

"Eighth Sister-in-law?"

Lin Mo's voice came from behind.

Xu Wenya's body stiffened, and her feet were frozen in place.

He was like a block of wood.

Leaving is not an option.

Staying is not an option either.

Lin Mo stepped out of the threshold and walked around to Xu Wenya's front.

His gaze fell.

My mind went blank.

I love it!

Is this still the same Eighth Sister-in-law who sits on her embroidered stool all day long and doesn't even dare to speak loudly?!

Has she been possessed by some vixen?

At that moment, Xu Wenya was so beautiful that he was breathless.

She was only covered by a nearly transparent light blue veil.

The moonlight filtered through her thin gauze dress, outlining her fair and rounded figure in a way that was both visible and hidden.

The strapless bra underneath was too small to contain her astonishing size.

A large portion of the snow-white substance throbbed restlessly in the air.

Even worse, the skirt had been altered to be extremely short, barely covering the top of the buttocks.

Two long, straight legs gleamed in the moonlight, making her skin appear even more delicate and alluring.

top.

This is absolutely amazing!

Lin Mo's Adam's apple bobbed wildly.

Xu Wenya stood outside the door, nervously twisting the hem of her clothes with her fingers.

She bit her lower lip hard with her pearly teeth.

Her gentle, pretty face was so red it looked like it was about to bleed.

She had already noticed Lin Mo's extremely aggressive gaze.

That gaze was like a brand burning red.

Wherever it lands, it burns painfully.

Xu Wenya instinctively raised her hand, wanting to cover her chest.

With her other hand, she desperately pulled down the pitifully short hem of her skirt.

They wanted to cover up the spring light that was about to burst forth.

But he had only raised his hand halfway.

It stopped abruptly again.

Since I'm already dressed up, I'm already here.

If we cover it up now, wouldn't it make us look even more of a joke?

Xu Wenya bit her lower lip and slowly lowered her hands.

Then he let that large expanse of alluring white skin be exposed to Lin Mo's eyes.

"Eighth Sister-in-law, what brings you here so late?"

Lin Mo forcibly pulled his gaze away from that deep ravine.

He stared into Xu Wenya's eyes.

Wenya hurriedly looked away.

They didn't dare to look each other in the eye.

The ten thousand opening lines I had prepared in my head had all turned into a jumbled mess.

All those words she had rehearsed countless times in her mind, such as "Husband, take me" and "Ya'er wants to serve you," were now completely forgotten.

"I...I..."

Xu Wenya stammered.

With nowhere to put her hands, she could only grip the hem of her gauze dress tightly.

"I just... I just wanted to learn how to cook a few new dishes recently..."

"So, so I wanted to ask you if you have any favorite dishes..."

As soon as the words left her mouth, Xu Wenya wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

What a lame excuse!

Dressed like this in the middle of the night, you come here asking people what dishes they like to eat?!

Lin Mo was also stunned.

He looked at Xu Wenya, who was so embarrassed she was practically bleeding, and his lips twitched involuntarily.

"My favorite dishes?"

Lin Mo pretended not to understand her embarrassment and took a step closer.

Xu Wenya instinctively stepped back, but bumped into a pillar behind her, leaving her with nowhere to retreat.

"Don't the cooks and ladies in the manor already know what I like to eat?"

"Braised pork knuckle, steamed sea bass, and Auntie Pang's stir-fried pork kidneys..."

"Don't you already know all this?"

As Lin Mo spoke, he placed his hands on either side of Xu Wenya, encircling her in his embrace.

"My eighth sister-in-law, dressed so scantily in the middle of the night, came knocking on my door... just to ask this?"