There are always fairies plotting against me

After a pause, she added: "Oh~ I'm definitely not invincible in front of my husband~"

As she spoke, the cold saint lowered her eyes slightly, looking like a shy girl.

But coupled with her temperament as Lu Jin'an's "wife", there is an inexplicable temptation between the two.

Lu Jinan suppressed his impulse and said directly: "I will wash alone, you two should take a walk.

Time to take a shower and go to bed early!"

He thought, Master is treating him to watermelon tonight, and maybe Master can even enjoy the fruit himself.

So he cleared the tableware and walked towards the kitchen: "Don't follow me."

Seeing that their husband (junior brother) had made up his mind, Zhu Nanzhi and Mu Qingyue did not try to stop him.

Zhu Nanzhi looked at Mu Qingyue, then walked towards Qingyi Palace.

I'll take a bath first, then warm the bed for my husband—————-Hehe.'

She put her hands behind her back and skipped forward happily.

Mu Qingyue looked at her back, then lowered her head to look at her outfit, thinking that she couldn't waste today's outfit.

"It's summer now, what I need is a 'cold bed'————"

She patted her chest while muttering to herself, "No, I have to wait a little longer, but I can't let Nanzhi succeed again.

Mu Qingyue walked straight towards her junior brother's Fuyao Residence. She was fully confident that her junior brother and Zhu Nanzhi would not discover that she was hiding in the house.

Before Lu Jinan walked into the kitchen with the tray in his hand, four girls led by Qiu Ye blocked his way.

"Son of God, there's no need to steal my work~" Qiu Ye said crisply, "Just go and rest~"

Just as Lu Jinan was about to speak, Xia Ming chirped, "The deputy sect leader is looking for you!"

Lu Jinan subconsciously looked back, and the bowl and chopsticks in his hands were snatched away by four girls, and he did see his master walking over.

Bang~

The kitchen door was closed. Lu Jinan smiled helplessly, then turned to look at Pei Suoyu and asked, "Master,

Didn't you go for a walk with Palace Master Xiao?"

"No rush~" Pei Wanyu thought of Xiao Yinruo, who had made an excuse to go back to sleep. She stood in front of her good disciple and reached out to touch her cheek. Her voice was apologetic: "Good morning, Master will not accompany you tonight."

Lu Jinan was stunned for a moment, then said, "Do you want to reminisce with Palace Master Xiao?"

"Yeah." Pei Wanyu nodded. She had to find out tonight why Xiao Yinruo was hooking up with her disciple!

"Bao Shu——"

"It's okay." Lu Jinan smiled and said, "Master, just focus on your own things. I'm a very good disciple."

Pei Wanyu glared at him, feeling a bit happy about her good disciple's understanding, but also a bit worried that she still had a long way to go before she could become a rebellious disciple.

Thinking about it, she suddenly raised her hand to hook down the shoulder strap of her light long skirt, then took Lu Jinan's head into her left bosom, gently stroked the back of his head and whispered: "My disciple is so good~"

As she spoke, she looked down at her already skilled disciple, her eyes softened as she murmured, "But, sometimes you can try not to be obedient for a while~"

Lu Jinan listened and kept it in mind, but did not take any action.

Being obedient or not, being rebellious or not, he actually knows his own limits deep down.

The right way to savor this delicious dish of Master’s is to savor it slowly and over time.

Chapter 104 "You are just a despicable person who only cares about Junior Brother's looks and desires his body."

Fuyao Residence.

Candlelight lit up in the bedroom at night. Mu Qingyue stood in front of Lu Jinan's wardrobe, looking calmly at the neatly stacked clothes inside.

Aside from the Wan Dao Sect's standard robes, all other casual attire exuded a hint of 'mother's' scent.

She stretched out her fingers and rubbed it gently, thinking that her "mother" clearly liked it, but she kept pushing her "daughter" forward -

After closing the wardrobe, Mu Qingyue came to the bed again. The sheets were not as smooth as before, and there were some signs of drying on the wrinkles.

"Wish Nanzhi—

Mu Qingyue had a very sensitive nose. Even after a day had passed, she could still smell the elegant fragrance like plum blossoms that belonged only to Zhu Nanzhi.

Apart from that, there is a faint hint of the junior brother's flavor - didn't the junior brother sleep in the bed last night?

Or do you take a shower before going to bed?

Mu Qingyue thought about it, squatted down and went to the bed to sniff gently. Oh, the black and gold horse-faced skirt was like a blooming water lily on the floor.

"Junior brother -"

The smell was strongest by the bed. Mu Qingyue leaned forward and put her cheek close to it, inhaling it fiercely. She felt her brain suddenly fall into a state of blankness.

Mu Qingyue arched her face left and right, lost in thought, thinking how nice it would be if her junior brother would let her wash the dishes.

Of course, she didn't intend to keep it as a treasure, she just wanted to wash it in another way.————-Huh?

Mu Qingyue paused for a moment, and suddenly thought of an important thing: Why didn't she take the opportunity to kiss her junior brother on the mouth when they were in the kitchen?

Why kiss first?

"It's okay, it's all a kiss."

Mu Qingyue buried her face in the bed sheet again, and then squatted motionless beside the bed, with only the faint sound of her shallow breathing being heard.

"Junior brother -"

"What are you doing?"

Mu Qingyue was lost in thought when suddenly a voice full of surprise and suspicion came from the bedroom door.

Mu Qingyue's body stiffened, and then she slowly stood up. Except for the redness on her cheeks, everything else was consistent with the character of a cold and aloof swordsman.

She looked at Zhu Nanzhi at the door, feeling like she was caught cheating in bed!

It was clearly me who did it first, and the Saintess of Qingmiao Palace was the third party.

"Why are you here?" Mu Qingyue asked calmly.

Zhu Nanzhi looked at the blindfolded swordsman with blushing cheeks, and there was still a look of surprise and doubt in his eyes.

Originally, I wanted to go directly to Qingyi Palace to take a bath, but then I remembered that the bed sheets had not been changed yet, so I turned around and went to my husband's Fuyao Residence to change the bed sheets first.

After all, in this way, I can lie down comfortably after taking a shower and warm the bed for my husband.

When she came over and saw that the candlelight was already on in the bedroom, she thought that her husband had returned, so she quietly came over to give him a surprise.

In the end, my husband didn’t see it, but he saw Senior Sister Mu burying her face in the unchanged bed sheets. I don’t know what she was doing?

Smell the sheets?

What's so good about the smell of the sheets that my husband and I lay on last night without taking a shower?

And Mu Qingyue is not like this kind of person—

Oh ~

Zhu Nanzhi's eyes lit up: "I know!"

Mu Qingyue clenched her hands and said subconsciously: "I didn't—"

"You are crying, right?" Zhu Nanzhi looked at Mu Qingyue with a smug look on his face: "Although this is not Cuiqingju, it is my husband's bedroom, and it witnessed the aftertaste of my husband and me——————

So you came here and looked at this bed sheet and thought, 'It should have been me and my junior brother,' and then you couldn't help but squat beside the bed and cry. Hum~ Am I right?"

Mu Qingyue's slightly opened lips moved, and she felt that her brain could not keep up with Zhu Nanzhi's thoughts for a while.

I was clearly just inhaling the scent of my junior fellow apprentice...

If I wanted to cry, I would have cried outside the window of Cuiqingju yesterday. Why would I have to wait until now?

Mu Qingyue's chest heaved a few times. She turned her head, pursed her lips and said nothing.

Seeing her reaction, Zhu Nanzhi's smile grew even brighter: "Looks like I guessed it right?"

Mu Qingyue turned around and looked at Zhu Nanzhi: "You guessed wrong."

"Is that so?" Zhu Nanzhi nodded, pretending to agree with her reason and walked to the bed: "Move aside, I'll change the sheets first."

As he spoke, he quickly changed the bedding.

She had done this many times in Nanzhuo Domain, so she was already familiar with this little thing.

"Where's the new one?"

After stacking the old ones on the stool, Zhu Nanzhi washed his hands with spiritual power and asked.

Mu Qingyue observed her actions and pointed at the wardrobe: "The drawer at the bottom of the wardrobe."

"Thank you~" Zhu Nanzhi came to the wardrobe and frowned slightly as soon as he opened the door.

The scent emanating from the wardrobe was very similar to that of Senior Pei.

Just like the wardrobe in the bedroom of the country house in Nanzhuoyu, but the wardrobe there is the fragrance of my own body.

Of course, it is not intentionally hidden in the closet to emit fragrance, but the fragrance on the washed clothes.

Zhu Nanzhi asked while holding the bed sheet, "Could it be that Senior Pei is washing my husband's clothes?"

Mu Qingyue didn't say anything. When she occasionally came out of seclusion, she had only seen her "mother" wash clothes for her junior brother, but had never seen her wash bed sheets.

"Akiba, right?"

After Mu Qingyue finished speaking, she looked at the sheets gradually spreading out on the bed.

She had thought about smelling her junior brother's bed sheets before, but she was worried about scaring him, and she had more important things to do, so she never put it into action.

"What about you?" Zhu Nanzhi asked curiously, "I heard from my master that Mu Jianxian of the Wandao Sect is a crazy cultivator who often goes into seclusion. Is that true?"

"Ok.

Zhu Nanzhi turned around and glanced at Mu Qingyue: "I also heard that you basically don't participate in various martial arts competitions among young people?"

"Yes." Mu Qingyue sat on the empty stool and took the changed bedding: "Junior brother must be the first."

After a pause, she added, "But now, I may not be a match for my junior brother."

"Wouldn't he be unhappy if you treated him like this before?" Zhu Nanzhi asked back.

Mu Qingyue said calmly: "As long as I am in seclusion, it will be fine."

"Nothing can compare to a cultivator's retreat after achieving enlightenment—is that so?" Zhu Nanzhi, having made the bed, turned and looked at Mu Qingyue. "If that's the case, how did you get the name Mu Jianxian?"

"Training." Mu Qingyue's fingers dug into the folded sheets, accurately finding the corner where the scent of her junior brother remained. "I'm not stupid. I understand that mere seclusion without training won't do. Then people would call me 'Sword Immortal'."

"Has Senior Sister Mu ever killed the Demon King?" Zhu Nanzhi asked curiously.

"Yeah." Mu Qingyue nodded: "Eleven or twelve - I forgot."

"Then why hasn't Senior Sister Mu passed the tribulation yet?" Zhu Nanzhi asked curiously, "You are one year older than me, aren't you?"

"I'm a little different." Mu Qingyue shook her head: "I've had more important things to do in the past year."

"What's the matter?" Zhu Nanzhi became even more curious.

Mu Qingyue pursed her lips and said nothing.

Zhu Nanzhi's eyes rolled, and she walked over to sit next to Mu Qingyue. "Then why do you like my husband? Is it just because we grew up together?"

Mu Qingyue shook her head: "Over the years, Junior Brother and I haven't spent much time together, how could we have fallen in love?"

"You fell in love at first sight too?" Zhu Nanzhi's eyes lit up: "Hey~ are you so discerning?"

Mu Qingyue turned her head and looked at Zhu Nanzhi: "No, you are just attracted to me because of my beauty, it's not love at first sight.

You are just a despicable person who only cares about Junior Brother's looks and desires his body!"

"Nonsense!" Zhu Nanzhi glared at her and retorted, "I like you because I like you. Even if I was attracted by your looks, it's my husband's looks. I wouldn't even look at anyone else—

Isn't my husband's appearance a part of who he is?"

She spoke very quickly: "Later, I learned about my husband's identity, strength, talent, and character. This shows that I have good vision."

Mu Qingyue listened quietly to Zhu Nanzhi's voice. After she finally finished speaking for a long time, she said calmly, "It still can't change the fact that you look at Junior Brother's appearance.

"Who am I telling all this to?" Zhu Nanzhi looked at her speechlessly: "Don't I like my husband enough?"

"I didn't deny your feelings for my junior brother." Mu Qingyue gently pinched the bed sheet, her voice still flat.