Full-Time Magister: The Jade Serpent's Three-Flower Pupil Captures Apas

Chapter 169 Mu Nujiao: Who can lean against the wall?

The next day, early morning.

A ray of sunlight shone through the curtains onto the slightly disheveled blankets.

Song Zhong slowly opened his eyes, feeling the warm and soft beauty beside him; Jiang the Fox's gentleness was intoxicating.

"Little Xu, it's time to get up~"

Song Zhong reached his large hand into the blankets and gently patted it.

"Oh dear, let me sleep a little longer."

Sleeping Beauty, with her golden hair, mumbled something, her small hands weary and weakly patting Song Zhong's chest.

"Snapped!"

Song Zhong snapped his fingers, and a bright red fruit appeared in his hand.

Rare medicinal herb - Nourishing Qi and Blood Jujube.

In an instant, it was refined into a lump of fully ripened, blood-red donkey-hide gelatin, shimmering with precious light.

Song Zhong smiled slightly, took a bite of the blood-red donkey-hide gelatin, and fed it into Jiang Shaoxu's rosy lips.

"Gurgle~"

After a long night of hard work, Jiang Shaoxu's delicate body was nourished, and her face, still damp with sweat, regained some color.

Song Zhong specially cultivated some rare medicinal herbs that could subtly enhance physical strength after exercise.

"Hmm~"

"You big bad guy, I can hardly breathe!"

Nourished by the blood and qi, Jiang Shaoxu opened her beautiful eyes slightly and said with a touch of coquettishness.

"Alright, little Xu, get up now. Our next stop is Mexico."

Song Zhong patted Jiang Shaoxu's smooth, jade-like back, savoring the foxy woman's intoxicating charm.

"You rascal, don't go yet, carry me to take a nice bath~"

Jiang Shaoxu stretched and said lazily, "A beautiful scene is revealed."

Jiang Fox felt uncomfortable all over, with a strange, clingy feeling.

"It's really inconvenient not having a water system."

Song Zhong sighed helplessly. Playing cards with the girls who were secondarily trained in water management, such as Wang Yueqianxun, meant he didn't have to worry about taking a bath.

"And you still say it's all your fault."

Jiang Shaoxu glared at Song Zhong, annoyed. Who told him to play such fancy tricks on his first time?

"Okay, okay, it's my fault. I'll wash it clean now."

With a mischievous grin, Song Zhong lifted the blanket and scooped Jiang Shaoxu up in a princess carry.

A figure flashed by, and the two quickly entered the bathroom.

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After a splashing and a nice bath, it was already seven o'clock.

After washing up, Jiang Shaoxu changed into new clothes.

After tidying himself up, Song Zhong quickly returned to his room with Mu Nujiao.

"Jiaojiao, wake up."

Looking at Mu Nujiao, whose face was streaked with tears, Song Zhong bent down slightly and breathed hot air into her ear.

"Hmph~"

Mu Nujiao let out a soft hum and opened her sleepy, light blue eyes.

"Brother Chung, you're back?"

Mu Nujiao frowned slightly, then relaxed a moment later, turning her head to look at the wall beside her, her expression suggestive.

"Jiaojiao, didn't you sleep very soundly last night?"

Song Zhong felt slightly embarrassed, as if he had been caught red-handed for abandoning Mu Nujiao and having a secret rendezvous with Jiang Shaoxu.

"My darling—Xiao Xu, isn't her charm and flirtatiousness your favorite thing, you fickle radish?"

Mu Nujiao said in a resentful tone, sounding rather jealous.

"What do you mean? Jiaojiao, you were with me first, your seat was before hers."

Song Zhong knew one thing well: at this time, he had to deliberately downplay the presence of the other girls.

Even if a woman says she doesn't care, don't keep being overly affectionate and pushy.

"That's more like it."

Seeing that Song Zhong's attitude was sincere, Mu Nujiao did not continue to argue.

Often, what women really want is an attitude.

If you want to build a vast empire like Brother Cheng, but don't want to get stabbed, how can you do it without a thick skin and a silver tongue?

Of course, the key point is that capital and power can suppress everything, after all, this is the biggest shortcut for men to overcome women.

"Jiaojiao, I'll carry you to take a nice bath~"

After calming down the slight jealousy in her heart, Song Zhong picked her up in his arms amidst Mu Nujiao's exclamation.

He turned and strode into the bathroom.

White mist billows and waves roll, another swan bath!

Black swans and white swans sleep neck to neck, slowly converging into a rotating heart shape resembling a yin-yang symbol.

It wasn't until exactly eight o'clock that everything finally came to a stop.

"Brother Zhong, you're so mean! You always bully me!"

Mu Nujiao had a rosy face and exuded a delicate fragrance, like a rare orchid in a secluded valley.

"Jiaojiao, do you like it when I bully you like this?"

Song Zhong lowered his head slightly and kissed the infinitely shy Mu Nujiao.

"I like it~"

Mu Nujiao's voice was barely audible; the person who had been begging for mercy and calling for her father while leaning against the wall was the one who had been doing so.

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Those waves of tsunamis, capable of engulfing all living beings, almost condemned her to eternal damnation.

Even now, Mu Nujiao's legs are still a little weak.

"Alright, it's almost eight o'clock. Let's get ready; we need to wait for our advisor at the lobby entrance."

Song Zhong patted Mu Nujiao's shoulder and quickly helped her put on all her clothes.

Mu Nujiao was waited on hand and foot the entire time.

In just ten minutes, the two went from being unserious to dressed formally.

"Crunch~"

The gate opened, and Song Zhong held Mu Nujiao's small hand, with Jiang Shaoxu beside him.

He walked to the end of the corridor and knocked on Mu Ningxue's door.

The group of one man and three women formed a striking sight as they quickly arrived at the entrance of the National Team's main hall.

Having ordered takeout in advance, Song Zhong quickly finished preparing breakfast and ate with Mu Ningxue and the other two women while waiting for others.

A short while later, Ai Jiangtu, Mo Fan, and others also arrived in the hall.

Good morning, mentor.

Good morning, Mr. Song.

Ai Jiangtu, Mo Fan, and the others greeted each other and sat down on the sofa.

The members of the National Government whispered among themselves as they awaited the arrival of Grand Master Feng Li.

Time quickly came to nine o'clock.

Outside the gate, four middle-aged figures walked in together, the leader being none other than Grand Master Feng Li with tiger-head tattoos.

"Councilor Song, Mu Ningxue, Xiao Ai, not bad, your performance this time has brought honor to China."

Upon meeting, Feng Li immediately praised the National Government staff, noting that this surprise attack had caused quite a stir internationally.

This made them, the mentors, feel proud.

"It's a piece of cake. Anyway, the Venice Water Festival is just a few months away. We'll just crush them."

Song Zhong leaned back, feeling extremely comfortable surrounded by beautiful women on both sides.

"This is your spoils of war - the Darklord's Cloak. Remember, never confront a military-style mage directly next time."

Feng Li opened a brown storage container and took out a large black cloak.

"I'll definitely do it next time." Song Zhong's attitude was extremely perfunctory.

This black cloak, resembling bat wings, exudes an extremely pure and intense aura of darkness, making one appear like a night warrior!

The two shadow mages in the group stared wide-eyed at the sight of the Dark Lord's Cloak.

Mo Fan and Guan Yu both had expectant expressions on their faces.

Song Zhong accepted the Dark Noble Cloak, and Feng Li looked helplessly at everyone, saying in a deep voice:

"Your next training destination is Mexico. Before that, let's have a friendly sparring session within the team."

Given that you have two substitute members, you may challenge the regular members.

Upon hearing this, the people in the Nationalist government were immediately in an uproar. Apart from a few who remained calm, the rest couldn't help but start having their own thoughts.

Jiang Shaoxu, Mu Ningxue, Mu Nujiao, Ai Jiangtu, and Mo Fan can be considered the team's main fighting force.

Naturally, no one would choose them out of curiosity. Apart from the healing mage Nan Rongni, the only other candidates would be Jiang Yu, Zhao Manyan, and others.

This is also the thought of Guan Yu, Lu Yilin, and other people at the bottom of the rankings.

Of course, there is another female official member who is the weakest, Mu Tingying.

The Nationalist Party team is a small society; the idea of ​​chivalry and pity for women is far less important than a bright future.

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