There are always fairies plotting against me

Lu Jinan obediently moved his hand away. Zhu Nanzhi pursed her lips, leaned back, supported his calves with both hands, and then slowly stretched out her snow-white feet wrapped in pure white stockings.

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Chapter 255 "I can't hold on any longer~" and Aunt Ruo want to gain experience

On the soft couch in Fuyaoju's bedroom, although Zhu Nanzhi did not walk, her snow-white feet wrapped in pure white stockings made a series of "sisi" sounds.

There was a hint of a smile on her delicate face with a little makeup on. When her sky-blue eyes quietly swept across Lu Jinan's face covered by a tank top, mist quietly filled the air.

Zhu Nanzhi sat calmly on Lu Jinan's calves. It seemed that because Lu Jinan couldn't see, her shyness was reduced a lot. Her long and slender legs, porcelain white and translucent with an alluring pink hue, were covered in thin white silk. Their purity was filled with an indescribable extreme temptation.

The beautiful jade feet also hidden in the white silk are like clasped hands, and the two beautifully curved soles outline an arc-like curve. Through the thin stockings, the attractive blue veins of the arch of the foot are faintly visible, and the flawless heels are white with pink, like goose eggs.

It wasn't the first time she had done something like this, but it was the first time she had done it in a condescending manner.

This feeling is a bit similar to the feeling when she wanted to refine her husband into a sword spirit, which brought her a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction that her husband could only be toyed with by her.

At least at this moment, her husband was like her natal sword spirit, and could only listen to her and let her control him.

"Sir Saint, weren't you very proud just now?"

Zhu Nanzhi suddenly sighed softly: "How come you are being played around by this Saint Lady now?"

Listening to Zhu Nanzhi's voice, Lu Jinan felt amused. Before, it was the game of the fallen saint, and now it was the game of the defeated and captured saint?

He didn't say anything, so Zhu Nanzhi used some force: "I'm asking you a question! You have no right to remain silent now!"

In Lu Jinan's opinion, the force she used was not force, but more like a more comfortable massage.

Although he couldn't see anything now, Lu Jinan could feel Zhu Nanzhi's movements: similar to putting his hands together, his ten silkworm-like toes were also as soft and delicate as fingers.

Cooperate with me?

Just cooperate with her, after all, Nanzhi is so interested.

"You think you can make me surrender by doing this?"

"This Saint is so beautiful, can't I even use my beauty to seduce you?" Zhu Nanzhi suddenly bent down, showing off her flexibility as she reached out and peeled off the camisole covering Lu Jinan's face. Then she straightened up again, "Aren't you lustful? Just be secretly happy that this Saint is using such targeted tactics."

Lu Jinan looked up, his breathing slightly rapid.

But he saw Zhu Nanzhi's arms crossed and her elbows hugging each other, which further highlighted her already well-developed fair curves, especially the deep shadows in her gentle figure, which made Lu Jinan unable to take his eyes off her.

"truth."

Lu Jinan couldn't help but sigh, it was indeed a pure immortal body, the skin was so white without a single blemish.

However, Nanzhi's white is different from senior sister's cold white. Nanzhi's white is like warm jade, suitable for playing with in the palm of your hand.

After all, it's almost the beginning of winter, so it must be very cold hugging my senior sister...

After Lu Jinan took a lingering look, his gaze moved upwards. Her soft dark blue long hair was tied up with a silver butterfly hairpin, and the wings of the silver butterfly danced with her movements. Her slender neck as white as jade showed sexiness in every breath.

Gu Chang's willow-shaped eyebrows look delicate and elegant, and his eyes are like blue gems, shining brightly in the flickering candlelight.

A straight nose, cherry-colored lips that were silent, and a faint scent like orchids.

At this moment, the entire bed was filled with Zhu Nanzhi's fragrance like plum blossoms and the faint smell of hormones.

"Lord Saint Son, you're still not firm at all, and you're already praising me?"

Zhu Nanzhi looked at Lu Jinan with a smile: "Are you not being stubborn anymore?"

"Why am I being so stubborn?" Lu Jinan smiled and said, "I can praise you, but that doesn't prove anything."

"I see. This honey trap isn't enough, is it?"

Lu Jinan nodded frankly: "I haven't tasted anything yet, and you want me to give in?"

"I'm going to step on you~" Zhu Nanzhi said as she stretched out her white silk jade feet in front of Lu Jinan, as if she was going to step on him in the next second.

Lu Jinan looked at the soles of her feet, which were white with a hint of pink, under her stockings. The white silk seemed to be stuck to the soles of her feet, and the delicate lines on the soles of her feet were clearly visible.

His Adam's apple rolled a few times. No matter how many times he looked at it, he could never get enough of the snow-white feet in white silk.

What pure immortal body? It is obviously the innate white silk holy body.

"I won't fulfill your wish and won't step on you!" Zhu Nanzhi observed Lu Jinan's expression and slowly retracted her lotus feet.

My husband really has a weird obsession with feet. They’re not edible—”

Although it was indeed clean and fragrant, Zhu Nanzhi felt inexplicably ashamed whenever she imagined that scene.

Moreover, she really didn't like her husband doing that - it felt like she was stepping on her husband.

However, it is nice to tease your husband verbally.

Thinking of this, Zhu Nanzhi smiled faintly, and her toes drew circles on Lu Jinan's chest: "Sir, are you disappointed?"

Lu Jinan watched Zhu Nanzhi's every move, and his eyes softened a little.

Compared to the cold and pure Nanzhi when they first met, Nanzhi has now not only become more mature in figure, but also has a more gorgeous temperament. She is graceful and elegant, and her every move is pure and sexy, which seems to be able to arouse the desires hidden deep in his heart.

"So this is the punishment from the Saint?" Lu Jinan said, and he raised his hand involuntarily to hold her sexy ankle, feeling the silkiness and delicacy of the white silk.

"Don't move your hands." Zhu Nanzhi slapped his hand away: "You need to understand your current position."

Lu Jinan looked at her with a mixture of laughter and tears: "Then hurry up and start the torture. I'll be waiting."

Zhu Nanzhi rolled her eyes at him: "So calm?"

Lu Jinan smiled but said nothing.

Zhu Nanzhi hummed softly, and as her hips slowly left Lu Jinan's calves, she lifted the hem of her pleated skirt to her thighs with both hands.

Then Lu Jinan saw the hollow edge of the white stockings, and a suspender as wide as a little finger disappeared into the skirt along the white jade-like thighs.

Suspenders?

Lu Jinan's eyes lit up, it was obviously the white suspender stocking that he had given her.

"So beautiful," Lu Jinan said. At this time, he also realized that this pleated skirt was a type of culottes, which had previously hidden the pair of white silk legs tightly.

As for underwear, they are of course also worn, and they are the type of underwear that has been sold in major stores.

"When did you buy it?" Lu Jinan asked curiously.

Zhu Nanzhi's eyes instantly turned resentful: "I found it in my husband's closet."

Lu Jinan immediately understood that these were underwear made by Qiu Qingtang, and were specially placed in his closet for them.

"Qiu Qingtang made it herself." Lu Jinan explained, "I work with her, and she personally prepares the goods for me, so I don't have to buy them from outside."

"Hmph~" Zhu Nanzhi was satisfied with this explanation: "Husband, can't you do it?"

"I'm busy." Lu Jinan shook his head: "Just treat her as a tool. After all, this is the deal between her and me."

"Is that so———" Zhu Nanzhi nodded, her voice becoming soft and charming again: "Does it look good?"

"It looks good." Lu Jinan nodded decisively. Of course, the hazy and translucent ones look good.

Under the candlelight, the graceful and exquisite curves of the body are looming, yet seem to be visible at a glance.

"You can only watch!" Zhu Nanzhi looked at him with a half-smile: "Is it very uncomfortable? If you give in, this Saint Lady might be able to make it easier for you."

Lu Jinan smiled noncommittally: "You can torture me, but this level of torture doesn't have much impact on me."

Zhu Nanzhi bit her lower lip lightly, twisting her slender waist as her body passed over Lu Jinan's thighs. After bending her knees on the bed on either side, she said, "Are you really not sure if you should beg for mercy now?"

Lu Jinan shook his head decisively, and he really wanted to see what other tricks Nanzhi could come up with.

"Don't regret it!"

As Zhu Nanzhi spoke, she took off her pleated skirt and lifted one leg at a time with an elegant and sexy movement.

After throwing the pleated skirt onto the bed beside her, Zhu Nanzhi glanced at Lu Jinan shyly. She really didn't understand why her husband and Qiu Qingtang would cooperate in wearing such shy clothes.

But this kind of underwear is very popular in the market——·—·

Zhu Nanzhi pursed her lips, then gently hooked her underwear.

Lu Jinan's eyes immediately shifted away from the red marks left by the white stockings on her plump, round thighs: "You -"

"How about this?" Zhu Nanzhi looked down at Lu Jinan, a hint of teasing in his eyes as he sipped the food briefly. "It's hard to bear, isn't it?"

Lu Jinan raised his eyebrows and finally understood what "punishment" the saint wanted to impose.

Just like how he made his senior sister surrender, he tested her again and again, making her unable to bear it and say words like "I was wrong" in person.

But the difference between Nanzhi and her senior sister is that Nanzhi is simply acting out a role in the scene, because there is no force in her words.

Lu Jinan smiled and said, "I don't know who will give up first."

Zhu Nanzhi's "punishment" was obviously a double-edged sword, but Lu Jinan already had experience in dealing with it, so he was not afraid at all.

"Still being stubborn!" Zhu Nanzhi glared at Lu Jinan, and the leg flesh where the white silk and snow-white skin met showed even more sexiness in the red marks left by the tightening.

"Who is being stubborn?" Lu Jinan looked at her fair, rosy, and snow-white skin with a smile.

The fragrance seems to become stronger at the tip of the nose.

Zhu Nanzhi's beautiful legs trembled slightly, her pearl-like toes curled slightly in her stockings, and the blush on her cheeks was like peach blossoms in March.

"How dare you challenge this Saint?" Zhu Nanzhi gritted her teeth and looked at Lu Jinan.

"Then give it a try." Lu Jinan looked at Zhu Nanzhi leisurely. The gradually blooming Zhu Nanzhi looked gorgeous and colorful against the backdrop of the white silk suspenders.

Zhu Nanzhi's eyes flickered, but she still insisted on trying it out briefly. She didn't believe that her husband could hold back forever.

"If you just surrender, this Saint will reward you. Otherwise, I will make you suffer forever."

Zhu Nanzhi looked down at Lu Jinan, her face was covered with two red clouds, and she was breathing gently through her nose. She bent down, and her warm breath like orchid touched Lu Jinan's face, carrying the unmistakable sweet scent of Nanzhi.

Lu Jinan was tempted, but he suppressed his thoughts: "That's it?"

Zhu Nanzhi raised her head slightly, her delicate nose almost touching the tip of Lu Jinan's nose, her soft breath could be heard, carrying with it a warm and tender feeling that could melt people.

"Do you know that you look really hateful right now?" Zhu Nanzhi looked into Lu Jinan's eyes and said, "It makes me want to bite you."

Before Lu Jinan could speak, Zhu Nanzhi's lips blocked his mouth, as if glued to him.

Lu Jinan subconsciously wanted to raise his hands, but after thinking about it, he held back.

Zhu Nanzhi's slender waist tensed, and she looked at him with some resentment, then kissed Lu Jinan's ears, cheeks and neck, following her light taste.

Lu Jinan closed his eyes, and his breathing became rapid involuntarily, especially when he felt her heavy weight, the fire in his body was constantly aroused.

He spoke in a low voice, "Is this all the Saint Lady can do?"

Zhu Nanzhi exhaled with a trembling breath, and a pair of arms as smooth as lotus roots gently wrapped around Lu Jinan's neck. Her face was flushed. Although she didn't say anything, her pleasant voice was like a kitten's paw, scratching Lu Jinan's heart.

Lu Jinan lightly grasped the bed sheet with both hands, and saw Zhu Nanzhi suddenly raised her right hand again and slowly took off the silver butterfly hairpin that was holding up her long hair.

The smooth hair is scattered gorgeously, flowing and changing with the swaying of the head, which is extremely charming.

"Son of God, sir, are you still not begging for mercy?"

Zhu Nanzhi looked at Lu Jinan with rippling eyes, and said in a soft and gentle voice, "Why do I feel like you can't hold on any longer?"

As she spoke, she stared at Lu Jinan motionlessly, with a hint of expectation in her eyes.

Lu Jinan exhaled lightly: "Although I am lustful, but——"

"But what?" Zhu Nanzhi looked like she was about to cry: "Can't you just cooperate with me? It's so hard for me to hold on!"

"I think the Saint Lady hasn't used up all her abilities yet. I can still hold on a little longer." Lu Jinan chuckled and continued to insist.

Zhu Nanzhi bit her lower lip lightly, her breath was slightly shaken, her snow-white and delicate jaw was slightly raised, and her red lips opened slightly: "You -"

She pursed her lips again, and her misty eyes seemed to tell her that she was the first to give in.

But her expression at the moment seemed a little stubborn, so she tried again without saying a word to make Lu Jinan beg for mercy first.

Lu Jinan just looked at her, watching her toes curled slightly, her thighs trembling, and her hesitant look as if she wanted to say something.

Then, Zhu Nanzhi lowered her head, her dark blue hair half covering her delicate figure, and she seemed to be hesitating about something.

Lu Jinan chuckled, raised his right hand and stroked her cheek, and said slowly: "Now, I like you the most."

Zhu Nanzhi bit her lower lip lightly, gradually bent down and pressed against his chest: "I'm not happy, I lost to my husband again~"

He was taken advantage of by just a few words.

"Don't you just want to hear me beg for mercy like this?" Lu Jinan gently stroked her silky back.

"Why add 'now'?"