There are always fairies plotting against me

Why only touch the legs?

Zhu Nanzhi's red lips moved: "But———mm!"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Jinan's hand once again moved up to her slender waist before stopping.

He laughed: "What do you want to say?"

Zhu Nanzhi felt that her husband now looked more like a wild beast than when she first arrived at Taichu Peak. Was it because of the influence of the extremely yang energy?

But... I really like my husband's aggressive look.

She hooked her arm around Lu Jinan's neck and leaned close to his ear: "Woof woof!"

Nanzhi's gentle voice with a hint of teasing was like a flame in winter, which completely ignited Lu Jinan's already hot body at this moment.

Now that she was in the cave and snow mountain, Zhu Nanzhi, who had not been shy with her husband for a few days, seemed to have temporarily forgotten her fear of her husband's body. The longing for her husband that she had not seen for a few days was ignited together with her husband.

The coat embroidered with cloud patterns became a cushion on the ice. Zhu Nanzhi supported her body with her elbows. The thin summer coat could not dispel the coldness of the ice, and her husband's scorching yang energy came from the front.

In this way, her soft yet curvy body twisted like a beautiful snake, and her blue eyes were full of mist and a dazed look of obsession.

"Husband~" Zhu Nanzhi's breath was as sweet as orchid, and her voice was as melodious and graceful as a woman who finally found a way out.

Mu Qingyue, who was not far away, clenched her hands and "looked" at Zhu Nanzhi's raised head. Her chin and beautiful white neck seemed to be connected in a straight line, with shallow blood vessels faintly visible. Under her round shoulders, her collarbone seemed more delicate and obvious because of her tense body, as if it could hold a small fish.

The long dark blue hair cascaded down, swaying gently like soft water plants in the water.

Between the strands of soft hair, the waist is slightly arched, revealing a smooth back and delicate bones.

A sentence suddenly popped up in Mu Qingyue’s mind: Beauty lies in the bones, not in the skin.

Zhu Nanzhi is very beautiful, and at this moment, she and her junior brother... show even more beautiful charm.

She would be lying if she said she wasn't jealous, but watching from such a close distance, it was more of a wonderful feeling.

This scene made her feel a hint of warmth from her cold body, and she couldn't help but tighten her long legs under the horse-face skirt.

Mu Qingyue pursed her lips and looked at the mixed expression on Zhu Nanzhi's beautiful face, which made her look even more charming under such circumstances.

She knew she was not angry - not only because she had seen Zhu Nanzhi and her husband, but also because she was numb from her "mother".

Over the years, it had become a habit for "Mother" to flirt with her junior brother in front of her, and she had unknowingly developed a habit of remaining calm.

Until Zhu Nanzhi appeared—.——-I did feel angry, but not much.

He did not stop his junior brother and Zhu Nanzhi from making a public announcement, and now he even took the initiative to let Nanzhi go first—"

She did all this not because of "Mother" nor because of Nanzhi—Mu Qingyue knew her own heart:

It’s all for my junior fellow apprentice.

But this doesn't mean she will tolerate everything.

A strange smile appeared on Mu Qingyue's lips. The one who laughs last is not the one who laughs the best.

She put her hands behind her back, quietly waiting for the opportunity to give her junior fellow apprentice the first "surprise" of the day.

Mu Qingyue could tell from Zhu Nanzhi's expression that this time she would definitely not last as long as she did in Cuiqing Residence on Taichu Peak.

Because the teacher is very hot, and because she is not Yin enough now,

The extreme yang power in the Huagang Rongxue Pill, stimulated by the medicinal properties of the three thousand year old Purple Rhythm Phoenix Blood Ginseng, cannot be easily dissolved.

Zhu Nanzhi was only twenty-one years old, and he had given the purest Yin energy from his first experience to his junior brother back in Nanzhuoyu, so even though the Yin energy was still strong, it was certainly not as strong as the first time.

So at this moment, she definitely couldn't suppress her junior brother who was so passionate and aggressive.

After Zhu Nanzhi had calmed down his junior brother's anger, it was his turn.

You're not the only one who's interested in Junior Brother.'

Mu Qingyue licked her cherry lips lightly, not in a hurry at the moment.

On the ice layer covered with clothes, Lu Jinan held a ball of silk stockings in his hands, and his eyes couldn't help but look at the pair of snow-white and smooth long legs bent in front of him, as if washed by milk, and a pair of snow-white jade feet with slender and soft lines and delicate and small shape.

The snow-white feet under the innate white silk holy body are like condensed milk, and the snow-white skin that is more transparent and smoother than ivory is soft and tender.

This was undoubtedly a pair of treasures, so he held these two treasures that belonged to Nanzhi, but also to him. A faint scent of fat mixed with a hint of sweat filled his nose, like crushed flowers with a little honey added.

Lu Jinan couldn't let go of this snow-white foot.

Zhu Nanzhi's watery eyes looked past her right foot being played with by her husband, and the shame in her heart almost made her lose her mind.

Why does my husband like to play with my feet? And his attention is attracted to them and he can't move.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but curl up her round and smooth pink toes, forming fragrant toe pits.

The small movement showed a fatal elegance and temptation, which completely ignited the fire in Lu Jinan's heart.

Lu Jinan's breathing became more and more rapid, so he held Nanzhi's jade feet and moved them down, blocking her seductive red lips a little roughly.

The white dress piled up to her waist like a cloud. Zhu Nanzhi's eyes were dazed and she could only feel her husband's face swaying back and forth in front of her. She could not have any extra thoughts at all.

Mu Qingyue moved closer to her junior brother and Zhu Nanzhi, and sat quietly against the ice wall. Only the breathing at the tip of her nose revealed the restlessness in her heart.

The medicinal properties of Huagang Rongxue Pill are stronger than many sixth-grade pills. Now, with the addition of the three thousand year old Purple Phoenix Blood Ginseng and the mature Qingxin Four-Leaf Fruit, the extremely yang energy emanating from the junior brother is even more violent.

Although I was in an ice cave, I didn't feel much coolness.

The long sword Mingzheng from the ancient underworld was inserted into the ice wall, and the extremely yin energy in it was still stored. The reason why it was not used was because there was a better source of yin energy.

But as time went by, the yin energy of the melodious cry still existed, but its source gradually became weaker.

Her straight, slender legs with exquisite lines may be due to sweating, but her porcelain-white skin has a light pink color.

Zhu Nanzhi, who seemed to be about to fall asleep in a trance, found that she could hardly suppress her husband's yang energy, which was too fierce.

I clearly have a pure immortal body.'

Zhu Nanzhi, with his hands weak, was thinking absentmindedly, and he still remembered that his master once said that one should not reveal his physical condition before having sufficient strength, because the Immortal Body of Immortality was the number one cauldron.

The Dinglu, ranked first, naturally has sufficient Yin energy and is the most suitable physique for dual cultivation.

But now Zhu Nanzhi felt like her yin was being taken to replenish her yang - even though her husband clearly didn't do that.

Am I too weak?

Her slender fingers couldn't help but tighten her clothes, and she couldn't help but think of the time when she first spent her wedding night with her husband in Nanzhuoyu.

The most intense yin energy was the first time, but she used it all to "poison" her husband who was in the Saint Realm.

If I hadn't wasted that extremely yin energy, I should be able to withstand my husband's extremely yang power at this moment, right?

Zhu Nanzhi thought about it, but did not regret it. Nan Zhuoyu's experiences were precious treasures for herself and her husband.

Moreover, after getting married, she didn't spend the wedding night with her husband. Is that what a wife should do?

Obviously not.

So Zhu Nanzhi did not regret it.

But now as time goes by, I really feel I can’t take it anymore.

It was as if the calm stream in the ancient well had been boiled, and it spread all the way to the shore.

Zhu Nanzhi turned his head to look at Mu Qingyue, and felt that the blindfolded white-haired swordsman had become blurred in his sight.

what to do? what to do? what to do?

Although the extreme yang power of the Huagang Rongxue Pill was dissolved a lot, it was still not enough.

Especially in this situation, her husband, who was blessed by the medicine, made her admire him immensely and fear him immensely.

I can’t make my partner happy by myself—

I don’t know when this idea came into Zhu Nanzhi’s heart.

If your husband is unhappy, will he look regretful even if he is loved by you?

Zhu Nanzhi didn't want her husband to be unhappy, otherwise she would be unhappy too.

Ask Senior Sister Mu for help?

Senior Sister Mu’s most pure and profound yin energy is still there.

But let my husband and Senior Sister Mu

Like a small boat in a storm, Zhu Nanzhi looked at Lu Jinan, whose handsome face was flushed. She saw that her husband was frowning, as if he was completely dominated by the medicinal fragrance and yang energy of the Huagang Rongxue Pill.

"My dear, it's very uncomfortable, isn't it?"

'But I—

Just thinking about this, the sickly saint felt a surge of sadness in her heart.

It was because I couldn't handle it right now, and it was also because of my own weakness——

The two emotions intertwined, and my nose felt sore and I started crying involuntarily.

But as if she was afraid of being seen by her husband, she bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth to prevent herself from crying out loud, but her sobbing reaction was also very loud.

Lu Jinan paused, his expression changed slightly, and he quickly pulled away and was about to hug Zhu Nanzhi.

Zhu Nanzhi raised her hand tremblingly and touched Lu Jinan's hot cheek, calling out in a sobbing, hoarse voice: "Husband~"

Lu Jinan stared at Nanzhi, whose brows showed signs of fatigue.

The joy in the crying saint's eyes could not be concealed, nor could the self-blame and fear, which made me feel pity for her.

Feeling distressed, Lu Jinan quickly kissed her forehead: "Nanzhi, I'm sorry, I——"

"My husband, that's right..." Zhu Nanzhi sniffed, "It's me who's useless..."

"No, don't think too much." Lu Jinan quickly comforted: "This is not your fault at all—"

Zhu Nanzhi couldn't listen at all. She just looked at Lu Jinan's involuntarily furrowed brows with a slightly blurred vision and felt his hot cheeks with her hands.

"It's just that I'm useless—"

"No." Lu Jinan quickly interrupted her: "It's just because of the special circumstances and the evidence of the afterlife.

At first I thought—”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed it at the certificate of the underworld again, intending to take it away again.

Zhu Nanzhi bit her lower lip while watching this scene, and her expression that had stopped her crying was once again filled with a trace of sadness that made her want to cry.

Started crying again.

Lu Jinan's expression brightened. He quickly straightened up and sat down, hugging Nanzhi in his arms and gently stroking her back, which was as smooth and delicate as silk. "Don't cry."

Zhu Nanzhi buried her head in Lu Jinan's neck in a daze, sobbing softly: "My husband, am I really useless?

There's no way I can let my husband—"

"Don't talk nonsense." Lu Jinan gently stroked her cheek and wiped away the tears on her face.

At this moment, the Saint's hair was a little messy, and her fine black hair was stained on her snow-white cheeks, pointed jaw, and jade neck.

The fragrant sweat gives the skin a different kind of radiance.

There was just an indelible weariness between her brows, her eyes slightly red as she sobbed softly, giving people a sense of fragile beauty.

Lu Jinan took a deep breath and said softly, "It's just that the situation now is special. Think about when we were at Taichu Peak, right?"

"But, but I'm so tired and sore right now—"

Zhu Nanzhi let her husband hold her cheeks, and said in a low voice: "My husband is still..."

"It's okay, there's still the evidence." Lu Jinan kissed her red lips, which seemed a little dry due to dehydration: "We didn't have to use this method from the beginning."

"The rest of me is—"

"No!" Zhu Nanzhi shook her head, and her hoarse voice became louder: "My husband clearly doesn't need a ghost certificate, he clearly doesn't need it—"

My husband has a wife, but he still needs to use other methods. This only shows that I am useless and cannot make my husband happy—..."

Lu Jinan opened his mouth and said, "I'm just borrowing Yin Qi, I'm not doing anything to the Ming Certificate. This is different."

"Same!" Nanzhi, exhausted and weeping, felt like she could fall asleep at any moment, insisting on this point: "The Dark Certificate is just a sword, a cold, hard, broken sword. I, I will never lose to a sword."

"I want my husband to be comfortable and happy—but I feel uncomfortable holding the funeral certificate—"

"I won't hold that sword." Lu Jinan followed Nanzhi's words and said softly, distressed: "You should get some sleep first."

"No - my husband, you will definitely use the Yin energy in the ghost certificate"

Zhu Nanzhi rested her forehead against his, mumbling with a hint of sobs, "I—I want to make you happy."