Fairy, please don't do this!

"It's gone."

After questioning him, Luo Yirao didn't get the information she wanted, so she rolled her eyes and pulled his hand away.

After all that fuss, it turns out their relationship is still the way she knew it.

Isn't this just being taken advantage of for no reason?

The infatuation in Gu Jinzhao's eyes gradually faded, replaced by a crimson blaze of desire. He suddenly pressed the beautiful woman before him down.

"What are you trying to do, you little rascal?"

"Don't tell Auntie, the True Yang Fire has rioted again."

Luo Yirao looked surprised, and her slender hand instinctively pressed against his chest.

Gu Jinzhao's forehead veins bulged, and his aggressive, burning gaze was fixed on her, as if he wanted to devour her whole: "Everything was fine just now... I don't know how it suddenly started!"

Could it be that the "Heavenly Mother Sacred Heart Technique" has stirred up the true yang fire within his body?

Upon hearing this, Luo Yirao's delicate brows furrowed slightly.

It's not impossible.

Because the "Heavenly Mother Sacred Heart Manual" can subtly influence other people's emotions and desires.

Especially just now, in order to extract more information from Gu Jinzhao, she used this technique to its fullest extent.

Gu Jinzhao buried his face in that delicate collarbone, his lips lingering on that snow-white skin, his breath hot, his voice filled with an uncontrollable desire, almost a plea:

"Aunt Luo...can you help me...?"

"no!"

Luo Yirao's cheeks flushed red, a hint of embarrassment and annoyance flashed in her eyes, and she pointed at his brow!

Why not?

Gu Jinzhao's body suddenly stiffened, as if bound by invisible chains. Apart from his eyes being able to move, he couldn't even move a single finger.

Luo Yirao pushed him away, sat up straight, her dark purple lace nightgown slightly disheveled, her full, high breasts heaving: "I already said last time, this is a one-time thing, there will never be a second time!"

That little rascal is really pushing his luck.

If this continues, I'm afraid I'll end up ruining my health sooner or later.

Gu Jinzhao's skin was flushed an unnatural red, and the veins on his forehead throbbed faintly. His breath was as hot as lava: "But... you can't let me be burned alive, can you?"

Having obtained information and aroused desire, he wanted to simply leave?

There's no such thing as a free lunch!

Upon hearing this, Luo Yirao was immediately enraged: "You deserve to be burned to death, you little rascal!"

"Aunt Luo, I feel so bad!"

Gu Jinzhao clenched his teeth, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, his face contorted in pain.

Luo Yirao gritted her teeth, glared at him with a mixture of embarrassment and helplessness, and said, "Auntie must have owed you something in her past life!"

After saying that, he reached out and pushed Gu Jinzhao flat on the bed, making him lie on his back, before taking out an item from his storage ring.

It was a pure white jade pot, about the length of a palm, with a simple yet ingenious design.

The teapot has a round and full body with smooth lines.

The neck of the pot tapers slightly, and its surface is as smooth as a mirror, with a faint mist swirling around it.

Inside, ice crystals seemed to swirl, emanating a chilling, penetrating cold.

Gu Jinzhao's expression immediately turned strange: "What is this?"

Something about this thing doesn't look right at all.

"It is an extremely yin and extremely cold spiritual artifact."

"It is made by refining dozens of ice-related spiritual materials such as Northern Dark Ice, Cold Pool Jade Marrow, and Moon Dew with special methods."

"I only need to incorporate the yin energy in my body into it, and I can help you blend in the most yang and powerful true yang fire."

Luo Yirao's red lips curved slightly, her delicate hand grasping the jade pot, slowly reaching down...

Chapter 335, The Serpentine Beauty Gradually Falls into Depravity (3K)

"Hiss... It's so cold!"

A layer of crystalline frost spread upwards from her lower abdomen, making Gu Jinchao feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

Luo Yirao sat on the bed with her knees bent, the dark purple lace skirt piled up on her sides, revealing the back of her knees covered by scarlet stockings.

"You little rascal, aren't you feeling hot?"

"Is it cool now?"

Her voice was soft and lingering, her slender hands gently cupped together, and wisps of yin energy emanated from her palms.

hum-

In an instant, the surface of the jade pot shimmered with light, and the chill condensing within the spiral patterns intensified, even forming tiny ice crystals.

This is a magical artifact that she specially prepared for Gu Jinzhao.

Don't you tend to start fires all the time?

Then prepare a "fire extinguisher" and see how you still manage to take advantage of the situation.

"It's much better now."

"Does this magical artifact have a name?"

Gu Jinzhao's body tensed up suddenly, then slowly relaxed.

Under the influence of this extremely cold yin energy, the true yang fire within the body was quickly relieved and mixed.

"A heart as pure as ice in a jade pot!"

This was Luo Yirao's first time using this magical artifact, and her movements were slightly clumsy.

Gu Jinchao's expression was strange, and he praised rather insincerely, "A pure heart in a jade pot, what an elegant name!"

However, this purpose is far removed from the noble sentiments symbolized by "Bing Xin" in the poem.

Luo Yirao could easily tell that he was teasing her, but she was not annoyed. Instead, she gently turned her delicate hand, causing the Ice Heart Jade Pot to slowly rotate as well.

As the pot rotates, the cold air spreads like a vortex, as if an icy spring is flowing gently inside.

"This is a gift that your aunt specially prepared for you. Do you like it?"

Gu Jinchao's gaze shifted slightly, involuntarily falling on the beautiful woman before him.

Her voluptuous and beautiful body was still wrapped in that lace strapless nightgown, which lifted her full, round breasts high, like ripe, plump fruits hanging from a branch, ready to fall.

Following her flat stomach downwards, her round, peach-like buttocks pressed against the bed, creating an alluring silhouette.

A pair of plump and slender jade legs were bent and crossed to one side, with the thin heels of amethyst high heels gently pressing against his calves.

That alluring and seductive posture caused the flames that Gu Jinchao had just suppressed with coldness to rise again, and burn even more fiercely.

"Of course... I like it."

"If you like it, that's good!"

Luo Yirao met his burning gaze, her beautiful face still flushed. With a light tap of her fingertips, she slightly increased the speed at which the jade pot spun.

The cold current, as fine as silk threads, swept into the raging true yang fire, beginning to blend and dissipate it.

Gu Jinzhao trembled slightly and couldn't help but ask, "Aunt Luo... could you please remove the restraints on me?"

Luo Yirao looked at him with a half-smile, the Ice Heart Jade Pot in her hand still spinning slowly, while her other hand supported her chin, her eyes full of mockery: "Release the restraints?"

"And then let you, you little rascal, continue to push your luck and do whatever you want?"

Gu Jinzhao coughed lightly, his tone sincere: "I promise... I won't do anything reckless."

"A guarantee?" Luo Yirao raised an eyebrow, her red lips slightly upturned: "Auntie doesn't believe you."

"You said you wouldn't do anything reckless last time, but what happened?"

Gu Jinzhao still wouldn't give up: "This time it's for real. I only want to touch Aunt Luo's legs and feet, I won't touch anything else."

"Oh?" A hint of amusement flashed in Luo Yirao's eyes: "Only touch the legs and feet?"

“Yes.” Gu Jinzhao nodded, his gaze involuntarily falling on the jade-like legs wrapped in crimson silk.

"That's easy."

Luo Yirao's lips curved into a captivating smile, and she actually reached out her slender hand and grabbed his immobile hand.

Her palm was warm and soft, pressed against his cool hand, and her five slender, white fingers squeezed between his fingers and slowly moved towards his thigh.

The soft, silky touch made Gu Jinzhao's heart flutter. His fingertips instinctively wanted to curl and caress it, but he was unable to move because they were restrained: "This... is too much trouble for Aunt Luo."

"It's no trouble at all."

Luo Yirao smiled and took his hand, slowly sliding it down his smooth thigh.

Gu Jinzhao's hand was guided by her, stroking over the rounded outer thigh, across the supple back of the knee, against the firm calf, and finally resting on the bony ankle.

Luo Yirao's movements were extremely slow, allowing him to fully experience the cool and smooth feel of the ice silk stockings and the elasticity of a mature woman's skin.

"Would you like to take off those amethyst heels and touch Auntie's feet?"

Gu Jinchao asked instinctively, "Is that okay?"

"If it's today, then sure!"

Luo Yirao's smile became even more beautiful and alluring. She hooked her slender fingers around the top of her amethyst high heels and gently tugged.

With a soft "tap," the shoes fell onto the carpet beside the bed.

Then she did the same thing again, removing the other amethyst heel.

A pair of jade-like feet, wrapped in crimson silk, were thus exposed to the air.

Her arches were beautiful and delicate, her ankles were slender like porcelain, and her five jade toes were slightly curled under the thin silk, revealing her rounded toenails painted with deep red nail polish.

"Now... you can touch my feet."

Luo Yirao guided his hand and gently stroked it.

The skin on the instep beneath the stockings was smooth and delicate, with clearly visible bone contours. The cool touch was tinged with warmth, like the finest jade.

Immediately, her fingertips guided his fingers, stroking each of his five delicate toes.

The silk stockings are as thin as cicada wings, like a second skin.

Gu Jinzhao could clearly perceive the rounded shape of each toe, its slightly cool body temperature, and the languid and charming demeanor revealed when it was slightly curled up.

"Well--"

At this moment, Luo Yirao gently pressed her index finger against the soft hollow of his sole, and a soft hum escaped her throat.

Gu Jinzhao's breathing suddenly quickened: "I still want to do it myself... Is that okay?"

"greedy."

Luo Yirao gave a slight reproach, her cheeks flushed, but she did not let go.

Instead, she took his hand and slid it back down onto his thigh, then down again, repeating this process.

The Ice Heart Jade Pot continued to operate on the other side, wisps of cold air harmonizing the true yang fire.

A soft, seductive voice suddenly echoed in Gu Jinzhao's mind: "How come this woman is getting more and more alluring!"

"Could it be that the 'Emptiness and Form Zen' has drawn out the seductive charm deep within her heart?"

From the moment she left until now, An Wanxi has been using [False Life] to channel the power of [Emptiness and Color Zen] into Luo Yirao's body.

"Isn't your wife afraid she'll find out?"

Gu Jinchao asked in his sea of ​​consciousness.

To deal with Luo Yirao, that venomous woman, the help of the ghost wife is indispensable, so that the effect can be seen more quickly.

An Wanxi smiled and said, "She's having so much fun with this, how could she possibly notice me?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Jinzhao looked up.