There are always fairies plotting against me

Zhu Nanzhi took a deep breath and adjusted her mentality. She moved her hips to the edge of the bed, raised her white silk feet higher, and gently clamped the edge of her husband's clothes on his chest and pulled it aside.

The thin white silk reveals her lovely jade toes. The movement of lifting her clothes stretches her stockings, and her toes curl into a crescent shape, adding a bit of sexiness and charm.

Lu Jinan put down his hands, and the last piece of lining slid to the floor, leaving Zhu Nanzhi with no cover at all.

"Whoo~"

Having accomplished her mission, Zhu Nanzhi breathed a sigh of relief. After lowering her trembling white silk legs, she smiled at Lu Jinan and said, "Husband, please take off your shoes yourself."

"Row."

Lu Jinan bent down and took off his boots without refusing, but as he stood up, he felt soft hair brushing against his shoulders and coming into his sight as he stood up.

When I looked up, Zhu Nanzhi was already kneeling beside the bed, looking straight ahead with her watery blue eyes.

She looked up: "Senior Sister Mu just measured it, right?"

"Yeah." Lu Jinan did not deny it.

"Humph!" Zhu Nanzhi snorted softly: "I want one too, and——"

She extended her hand and leaned forward, her lipstick, which had faded from kissing her face and neck, left a mark like proof.

Zhu Nanzhi looked up at Lu Jinan, who was a little surprised, with an extremely touching smile on her lips.

"I can do better!"

Chapter 87 White Silk Shoulder

“Ahem…”

In the bedroom where mottled light and shadow interweave, the dark green hair floats gently like flowing clouds when dusk and night interweave, the jade tassels jingle, and the half-tied long hair gradually loosens as it sways.

Amidst the intermittent sound of light coughing, Zhu Nanzhi's long hair was slightly messy and draped over her shoulders. She leaned forward slightly, and the neckline of her skirt formed a small wrinkle. Between her alluring fair skin, the edge of her light blue suspender dress could be faintly seen.

rustle.-.

Amid the sound of clothes rubbing against her skin, Zhu Nanzhi used her free left hand to hook the long gown she was wearing off her shoulders, and the light blue straps of the camisole top appeared in the air and in Lu Jinan's sight.

Zhu Nanzhi's right hand, which could not be fully clenched, dropped down, and the long gown naturally slid onto the bed.

As if her right hand was feeling a little tired, she raised her left hand this time.

Lu Jinan's breathing did not slow down as he looked down at her.

Amidst the intertwined sounds of breathing, Zhu Nanzhi's beautiful white silk legs, kneeling on the bed under her long skirt, made an ups and downs rubbing sound, which was audible in the silent bedroom, like the most pleasant music.

Lu Jinan's lips moved. He originally wanted to savor Nanzhi's white silk jade feet.

For example, holding it with your hands, or rubbing it with this pair of jade feet..."

But Nanzhi gave him a bigger surprise first.

I guess Nanzhi doesn't know there are other uses for jade feet.'

Lu Jinan thought silently that his senior sister was just helping him, but Nanzhi directly left a kiss mark.

The yandere's desire to win...

But soon, he put these thoughts behind his mind, because he couldn't take his eyes off Nanzhi's speechless face, especially when he thought of her identity as the Holy Maiden of Qingmiao Palace... A strange feeling of excitement spread in his heart.

He raised his hand, touched Nanzhi's dark blue hair, and then rubbed it hard.

Until the tassels fall and the long hair spreads out, it becomes a messy and disheveled style.

Zhu Nanzhi raised her eyes, but there was no blame in her watery eyes, instead there was a sense of joy.

Do I look more like a fallen and cold fairy now?

And more importantly, my husband is willing to interact more with me at this time.

Her eyebrows were curved, as if she wanted to smile at her husband, but she was in such a state that she couldn't even smile.

So she reached behind her back and tried to untie her skirt.

But at this moment, my husband reached out and pinched the collar of the skirt, and pulled it down directly without caring that the little hook on the back of the skirt was still hooked together.

"Hmm." Zhu Nanzhi put down his hands and clearly felt that his chest was slightly deformed, followed by a "tight" sound.

It wasn't that the skirt was torn, but that ripples were forming.

Lu Jinan licked his lips. Although he was wearing a tank top, it still couldn't hide his weight, which was second only to his master's. Zhu Nanzhi still raised her eyes and gave him a charming look, as if to say, "My husband is so bad."

After her skirt slipped off, she raised her knees one by one and stretched her long legs out from the skirt.

The beautiful legs wrapped in pure white stockings are slightly tense because of kneeling, outlining the perfect plumpness and fleshiness.

White stockings are very challenging for leg shape, but for Nanzhi, it is not necessary.

No one is more suitable for white silk than her.

"Don't like it?" Lu Jinan chuckled and pinched her cheeks, causing her cheeks to become a little more sunken.

Zhu Nanzhi let out a long sigh and gently opened her rosy lips: "No, it's just that my husband never teased me like this before."

"Of course I don't dare." Lu Jinan sat down on the bed, raised his arm and put his arm around her shoulders, his big hand sinking into her clothes: "Think about what you did to me, so my vigilance is still useful."

"Hmph~" Zhu Nanzhi leaned softly into his arms, "Do you dare to do that now, my husband?"

"Of course." Lu Jinan turned over and pushed her down on the bed: "This is Taichu Peak."

The implication is that it doesn't matter if you poison someone, because someone will stop you.

"I didn't intend to do that~" Zhu Nanzhi raised her hands and hooked them around Lu Jinan's neck: "This time, I just want to be thought of well by my husband——··-

"Do you miss me, my husband?"

Lu Jinan didn't say anything, but responded directly by stepping forward and taking action.

Zhu Nanzhi's beautiful eyes widened instantly, as if she was screaming, but no sound came out as she covered her mouth subconsciously.

The slender and well-proportioned white silk legs are stretched taut. The white silk that is stretched tight by sweat reveals the redness and luster of the skin, which is extremely beautiful.

Lu Jinan leaned over, buried his face in her fragrant neck, and whispered softly: "I miss you too."

Zhu Nanzhi's expression instantly transformed into a pool of gentle spring water: "I miss you more than ever, my husband. Do you feel it?"

"It's clear as day."

Lu Jinan propped himself up with his arms and looked down at Zhu Nanzhi's blushing cheeks: "But I'm curious, where did you learn that just now?"

Zhu Nanzhi smiled shyly and said, "I read some dual cultivation techniques in the Qingmiao Palace's library and memorized them."

"Is there such a method in Qingmiao Palace?" Lu Jinan asked as he lifted up her clothes.

"Well, yes." Zhu Nanzhi's voice was intermittent: "Because, because of entering the world, and lust is also a kind of emotion, so..."

"I see." Lu Jinan nodded: "Then——"

"Husband!" Zhu Nanzhi glared at him, "Can you please stop talking? I miss you so much."

"Okay." Lu Jinan straightened up, grabbed her white silk ankles, lifted them up and held them in front of him.

Looking closely, because the thin white silk was soaked with sweat, the lines on the soles of the feet, which were white with a hint of red, were obvious, and interwoven with the white silk stuck to the soles of the feet to form a wonderful and sexy pattern.

"So beautiful." Lu Jinan couldn't help but praise again.

Zhu Nanzhi shyly turned her eyes away and muttered softly, "There are so many beautiful places on my body, why does my husband only like to look at my feet? I really don't understand..."

Because of shyness, the ten cute and delicate jade toes curled up, but it seemed more like they were seducing Lu Jinan.

Lu Jinan's breathing was hot. Zhu Nanzhi glanced at her and then struggled with her legs: "Husband, you are not allowed to kiss me."

"Hmm?" Lu Jinan glanced at her: "What's wrong?"

"dirty-"

"You are a fairy." Lu Jinan smiled and was about to continue speaking, but Zhu Nanzhi continued to struggle and said, "I just won't allow you to—————·It's very strange."

"Okay." Lu Jinan did not force it. There would be plenty of time to do bolder things in the future.

His gaze passed over Nanzhi's moist white silk feet, moved up along the graceful curve of her legs, and finally stopped at the edge of the over-the-knee white silk socks with light patterns.

The sock cuff has slipped down a bit, revealing a tiny red mark. The sock cuff that has moved downwards not only protects the rosy and tender skin, but also slightly indents the thigh flesh.

White silk meat ah ——

Lu Jinan leaned down, not giving Zhu Nanzhi a chance to react, so Nanzhi had to put her tight calves on his shoulders.

"Husband~" Zhu Nanzhi's eyes were misty and her delicate body trembled slightly.

She had been looking forward to a different experience with her husband, but when the time came, she couldn't help but feel shy, and her legs struggled slightly to put them down.

Lu Jinan looked into her eyes and said, "Just cooperate with me and don't move."

“Hmm…

Zhu Nanzhi's watery eyes were sparkling, and she looked like an adorable girl waiting to be picked.

Lu Jinan reached out and stroked her cheek. He wanted to train the yandere saint into someone he admired, so he couldn't miss any opportunity.

Whether in bed or out of bed, she must be completely conquered.

He patted her thigh, allowing her well-proportioned long legs to gradually relax as Nanzhi's thoughts turned into a river.

Bend your knees slightly, and Lu Jinan will carry your calves up completely.

Chapter 88 "You actually fell in love with your own apprentice!?"

Rustle, rustle..—.

The village with tree shadows is mottled in the sunlight.

Xiao Yinruo placed another piece, looked at the promising situation on the chessboard, reached out to take the teacup and took a sip: "You can't win."

Xiao Yinruo, who had known Pei Wanyu for many years and finally managed to defeat her once, was in a good mood. He looked at Pei Wanyu sitting opposite him with a smile: "It's not like your level at all——"

The voice gradually faded, and Xiao Yinruo couldn't help but frown: "You are so absent-minded, what are you thinking about?"

"Nothing." Pei Wanyu's wandering gaze focused a little: "I just feel a little hot."

"Hot?" Xiao Yinruo tucked her hair behind her ears and said, "A great God in the Realm feels hot?"

"My heart is warm." Pei Wanyu rubbed the chess piece, and her eyes lightly swept across the direction of Cuiqingju.

Originally she wouldn't think too much about it, but Xiao Yinruo's words "entered the bridal chamber" made her unable to help but take another look at Cuiqingju.

After releasing just a little bit of soul power, he heard strange noises.

So she couldn't help but release her spiritual sense to look over, and she saw what Bai Rixuan was doing.

Pei Suoyu wanted to withdraw his spiritual consciousness, but seeing that his good disciple had become a great man, he was reluctant to leave.

While hesitating, he saw Zhu Nanzhi stammering and unable to speak. Is this girl so bold?

Pei Suoyu was surprised and speechless at the same time because Qingyue was still in the room and no one knew what she was doing!

Look at others, then look at yourself!

Pei Wanyu really wanted to drag Mu Qingyue to take a look, and then question her: "Look at what you have been protecting for all these years!"

but--.

Pei Suohao just thought so. After all, it was the result of his protecting his good disciple. Otherwise, if he just cast a spell, Qingyue would hear it.

Reluctantly shaking her head, Pei Wanyu admitted defeat: "You've never beaten me, so I'll let you win this time."

Xiao Yinruo felt that Pei Suoyu's words were full of hidden meaning, but she didn't think much about it: "It's obvious that you have no children to leave behind, and you still want me to do it?"

"Um··...."

Pei Wanyu snorted softly, stood up and slowly lay down on the beauty couch on the side, her eyes slightly narrowed.

She could see the sweaty face of her good disciple and could feel how strong his desire was.

Exactly the same as Zhu Nanzhi...both of them can't wait to rub the other into their bodies.

Pei Suoyu glanced at Xiao Yinruo. Aren't women who follow the path of forgetfulness all pure and unselfish? Otherwise, Xiao Yinruo would not have been able to remain a virgin for so many years.

But how could this girl Zhu Nanzhi look like a pure and innocent person at all?

If you don’t know, you might think that Jinan and Nanzhi in the room are from the Hehuan Sect.

"You've been acting strange since just now." Xiao Yinruo frowned and looked at Pei Wanyu: "What's on your mind?"