There are always fairies plotting against me

"Where are you going?" Zhu Nanzhi asked hurriedly.

Mu Qingyue's pace slowed down, and her breathing quickened. Her cold tone seemed to have a strange tone: "I'll just listen at the door.

Zhu Nanzhi's blue eyes narrowed slightly, something was not right.

Mu Qingyue's behavior is too Buddhist, and she's not proactive at all..."

Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind: "Could it be that you are having your period?"

Mu Qingyue paused, and with her back to her junior brother and Nanzhi, the corners of her mouth twitched, as if she was a little helpless.

"I guessed right." A smile flashed in Zhu Nanzhi's eyes: "No wonder she refused to bathe and showed no interest in her husband. It's because she can see but not eat."

"That's the reason, but it's not the main reason." Mu Qingyue said lightly: "I like to stand at the door and listen."

She walked out of the bedroom and gently closed the door, leaving only a shallow gap and a reminder.

"Hurry back to Taichu Peak, and finish the battle quickly."

Lu Jinan and Zhu Nanzhi looked at each other, and saw confusion in each other's eyes.

Prefer to stand at the door and listen?

Is there any difference between listening at the door and listening inside the house?

Senior sister prefers to eavesdrop rather than watch and listen openly?

He leaves the staple food alone but likes to eavesdrop secretly... What kind of weird habit is this?

Lu Jinan remained silent, but Zhu Nanzhi didn't care anymore.

She took a deep breath and once again assumed the role of the saint who had cleansed her original sin. She glared at Lu Jinan with anger in her eyes: "Liar, didn't you say that lust has been eliminated? Why is it still there?!"

Looking into Zhu Nanzhi's eyes, Lu Jinan curled up the corners of his mouth into a strange smile: "Saint Lady, you are too naive. Do you really think that lust has only occupied one place in me!?"

He threw the Saint onto the bed and said, "I'm telling you the truth now. I've actually been controlled by lust for a long time now—and you've been controlled by my power just now."

"No, it's impossible—" the Saint retorted loudly: "I am a Saint, I will not be accused of sin—"

·Um?""

Her expression suddenly changed, and her tone became panicked: "What's going on? Why is it so hot all of a sudden?"

The pure saint twisted her body restlessly, her eyes moist and filled with fear: "What did you do to me?"

"Hmm... Why is my body...

"what is going on?"

“I, I…”

The saint's cheeks were getting redder and redder, and the look in her eyes alternated between fear and desire. She curled her toes, but tried her best to restrain herself and clutched the bed sheet, backing away uneasily: "No, why is this happening——"

"What's wrong with my body?"

"My body—it's become so strange."

Lu Jinan stared blankly at the young lady who was alternating between purity and depravity. While his heart was burning with desire, he was amazed at her acting skills.

What a horse flea.

After adjusting his mood, Lu Jinan caught up with Zhu Nanzhi who was retreating on the bed sheet and chuckled: "That's right,

I told you, lust has already been left in your body. As a saint, you are no longer pure and have been controlled by me!"

"How, how could this happen?" The Saint's voice seemed to carry a hint of tears: "I am a Saint,

It is impossible to be controlled by uncleanness.

No, it's impossible, it's impossible, but I——

Lu Jinan paused as his fingers brushed across her skin and smiled faintly, "You actually understand. Your reaction is the best proof, Lady Saint. I will make you completely fall under my control and become a ball of lint who has abandoned all faith."

The saint opened her red lips slightly, and a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes. What did the last three words of "husband" mean?

How come I've never heard of such a description?

But judging by the meaning of the words, it should mean the kind of woman who only knows that, right?

"No, no—I, the Saint, will never become that kind of woman, no!

There seemed to be more crying in her voice, and in the whispers of resistance, the saint either curled up her body, or clutched the bed sheets, or covered her heart and gasped for breath. Her blue eyes went from closed to open, and then her gaze increasingly rested on Lu Jinan.

"No?" Lu Jinan paused, "But the Saint Maiden doesn't behave like that. Don't you admit it? That's just your nature!"

"No, no, I—" The Saint's voice gradually lowered: "Don't touch me!"

"Okay, then I won't touch her." Lu Jinan calmly let go of the saint.

The saint's red lips moved, her body twisting more and more impatiently, and more and more desire gathered in her clear eyes: "I, I——"

"You what?"

"beg.."

"What do you want?"

"Please help me."

A smile flashed in Lu Jinan's eyes. He leaned forward slowly and looked into the Saint's eyes. The Saint took the initiative to put her arms around his neck and said, "Please."

"Aren't you a saint?" Lu Jinan asked back, "Weren't you very tough just now?"

"I'm sorry—I'm such a saint."

The saint seemed to be begging for forgiveness from the real god: "I shouldn't have said such arrogant words. I was wrong. Please—————"

"You're calling me wrong." Lu Jin stroked her cheek soothingly: "What should you call me?"

"You are the God of the past, present and future. Your love melts the holy mountains, and your power blesses the world.

Please forgive my—"

She raised her head and leaned close to his ear: "Master~"

Lu Jinan paused for a moment and suddenly felt that he was so lucky to have picked up such a young lady in Nanzhuo Territory.

Should it be considered picked up?

It doesn't matter anymore.

Lu Jinan licked his lips and said, "Since you have praised me so much, let me bless you and let you understand that I am the true god of all things in Linze."

Listening to Lu Jinan's voice, there seemed to be love in the saint's blue eyes. She crossed her hands in front of her chest, and her voice was pious and respectful.

The pure saint fell into the saint of desire.

The belief has completely changed from the Way of Forgetfulness to the Way of Present Peace.

"You are the greatest!"

Author: Returning to the familiar field of daily life, please subscribe, monthly ticket, recommendation ticket is also OK~

Chapter 125 "Wash it clean and don't let me smell other people's scent."

When the saint fell, she showed another side that was completely opposite to her purity - this side was also the side that Nanzhi only showed in bed.

Different from the holy and cold figure of more than a year ago, the current Saint of Qingmiao Palace has not only become more plump and mature, but also has a temperament that is more gorgeous than cold.

She is graceful and elegant, and every gesture can arouse the desires hidden in the heart of the Holy Son of Wandao Sect. She is extremely charming and attractive.

In the bedroom of the flying boat cabin, when a pair of smooth and tender arms gradually slid down from Lu Jinan's shoulders,

Nanzhi's voice was gradually replaced by shallow breathing.

Nanzhi's cheeks flushed red, her white nose wings twitched slightly, her snow-white and delicate jaw lifted slightly, her red lips parted slightly, full of obsession: "Amazing~"

Her skin, as white as cream and snow, was covered with a layer of pink luster, her body was slender and well-proportioned, and her exquisite curves and beauty seemed not to be of this world.

Lu Jinan hid the heat in his eyes, took the slender foot with slightly curled toes and tense arch from his shoulder, held it in his hand and played with it gently.

His eyes swept across her slender, tight calves and plump, delicate long legs. Regret flashed in Lu Jinan's eyes as he lay down beside her and held her in his arms.

It would have been better if the saint had worn white silk just now.

Lu Jinan's big hand passed through her armpit and caressed her while he thought silently.

But regret is regret, but I don't regret it much.

After all, time is limited, and it is not a pleasant thing to interrupt the process and give the saint white silk.

Nanzhi, resting her head in her arms, curled up her sweaty legs, her grape-like toes slightly spread and hooked on the bed sheet, expressing her comfort like a cat.

"Husband~" Nanzhi's voice was soft and greasy: "I feel so comfortable-"

Lu Jinan lowered his head and covered her red lips: "Me too."

"Hee~" Zhu Nanzhi stretched out her hands and hooked them around his neck: "Does my imitation look good?"

"You're a genius." Lu Jinan praised sincerely, "I can't find a single fault with you."

Zhu Nanzhi's expression became happier, and she turned sideways and put his arm into her arms more intimately: "I am very smart~"

Lu Jinan felt the palm and back of his hand clamped by her thighs. Just as he was about to praise her again, Nanzhi looked up and asked, "Have we passed Jing'an City now?"

"Anything you want to buy?"

"Hmm!" Zhu Nanzhi nodded quickly: "Buy stockings---" "-I just found out that my husband actually wants to see me wearing white stockings, right?"

"So I want to buy a few more pairs to wear~" Nanzhi's eyes flashed with shame: "My husband tore one, and I will buy a new one, okay?"

"Okay." Lu Jinan agreed immediately: "But now we have passed Jing'an City - don't worry about the stockings, I will buy them for you."

"My husband is so nice~" Zhu Nanzhi buried her head in his neck and took a deep sniff, her blue eyes full of fascination.

Hanhan’s husband is the best. I feel a sense of accomplishment that I made him what he is today.

Thinking about it, she finally recovered and looked towards the door, calling softly, "Senior Sister Qingyue?"

"Uh-huh!"

There was a sound like someone falling on the floor at the door, and then the door was kicked open by a jade foot wearing black embroidered shoes.

Lu Jinan quickly hugged Nanzhi and sat up to look over. At this time, Mu Qingyue sat down on the floor at the door.

Support your body with your hands behind your back.

Under the black cloth covering his eyes, his cheeks were as red as blood.

"My legs are weak." Mu Qingyue adjusted her rapid breathing, slowly stood up and said quickly, "Please put on your clothes."

After saying that, he walked out with somewhat messy steps.

"What's she doing—" Zhu Nanzhi really couldn't understand Mu Qingyue's thoughts: "Why do I feel like she's even more—blushing than when she was in the ice cave?"

"Hmm..." Lu Jinan pondered. Senior sister's face was indeed redder than when they were watching openly in the cave.

She likes to peek at this tune?

Is it so weird?

Confused, Lu Jinan said to Zhu Nanzhi, "Shall I carry you and take a quick shower?"

"No~" Zhu Nanzhi snorted softly: "I'm going home soon anyway, I'll wash it when I get back--"

Let me stay with your husband's scent for a while longer, okay?"

Lu Jinan felt that Nanzhi was becoming more and more coquettish and perverted.

"As you wish." Lu Jinan kissed her forehead, thinking that Nanzhi, who was still wet with sweat, would look different in clean clothes.

"Will you wash it, sir?"

"I'll go back and take a shower too." Lu Jinan smiled and said, "Qingyi Palace is quite big."

"That's right, my husband's clothes haven't been taken off cleanly, but——" Nanzhi's eyes rolled, and her delicate body slowly moved down: "I still need to wash them a little~"

Lu Jin soothed Zhu Nanzhi's head: "You——

Zhu Nanzhi couldn't respond.

After a while, she raised her head playfully: "It's all right now~"

As she spoke, she retreated under the bed, took out new clothes with great self-control and began to put them on one by one.

"It's really hard to wear it when it's sticky with sweat~"