There are always fairies plotting against me

As she spoke, her pair of slender, snow-white arms, like coreless willow branches, were placed on Lu Jinan's shoulders with all her strength.

"Okay, okay." Lu Jinan stroked her back gently: "I will listen to my wife. Whatever my wife says is what I will do." "Hmm—" Zhu Nanzhi, whose eyelids were fighting, felt the yang energy condensed by Lu Jinan because of the fragrance of the blood-melting pill. Her long and slender legs were placed on both sides, and her snow-white and translucent jade toes touched the clothes on the ice layer.

She suddenly tried to open her blue, moist eyes wide and whispered, "What I want most is to make my husband happy..."

Zhu Nanzhi suddenly turned her head to look at Mu Qingyue who was not far away. Her nose twitched slightly, her mouth slightly opened, and after some hesitation she whispered, "Qingyue, help my husband."

Lu Jinan and Mu Qingyue both looked pleased. They really didn't expect Nanzhi to say such words on her own initiative.

"Nanzhi, you should get some sleep first."

Lu Jinan spoke softly, really unwilling to change Nanzhi in this situation of "taking advantage of someone's misfortune".

"Hmm~" Zhu Nanzhi shook her head, her watery and tired eyes looking into Lu Jinan's, and she couldn't help but raise a happy smile at the corner of her mouth: "It's all because my husband is so awesome..."

I really, really like my husband."

"I don't want you to feel bad, so - yes, I won't blame you."

The Saint rubbed Lu Jinan's cheek gently like a well-behaved cat, then turned to look at Mu Qingyue: "Don't you have the courage now?

Or, you, you want to—

Zhu Nanzhi, his eyelids drooping, questioned, "Do you think you can't even compare with a broken sword?"

Mu Qingyue stood up and walked to Zhu Nanzhi, squatting down and looking at her blue eyes which seemed half open. The traces of tears in her red eyes had not yet disappeared.

"My husband is so good—I can't use the ghost certificate, it will make my husband enjoy it more—"

"You are my husband's senior sister, you like him too, right?"

"Don't make me change my mind—"

"To make the husband feel at ease——"

Zhu Nanzhi's voice became lower and lower, her eyelids closed lightly and she fell asleep in Lu Jinan's arms.

Even though she was already a cultivator at the Hedao realm, she still felt...

"My husband is so good, so awesome——"

In the dreamlike sound with a faint smile, Mu Qingyue looked at Lu Jinan: "She fell asleep."

After a pause, she said quietly, "Nanzhi and I have the same idea. Junior brother shouldn't use the ghost certificate.

Junior brother, you should live a happy and comfortable life."

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Chapter 115 "Sister, wait, we're going the wrong way!"

Mu Qingyue's original idea was to wait for the opportunity, and then take over when Nanzhi fell asleep because he could not hold on any longer.

But the hairless girl named "Nanzhi", who was one year younger than herself, persisted longer than expected.

After absorbing the fragrance of the Huagang Rongxue Pill, the junior brother became even more powerful, and Mu Qingyue was surprised that Nanzhi was still so powerful under such circumstances.

Mu Qingyue, who had been "watching" from the side, knew the reason from Nanzhi's reaction: the cold saint was indeed the cold saint.

Because the radical contains water.

Mu Qingyue was still not in a hurry after discovering this, because the rate at which the Yang energy in her junior brother's body was being relieved had slowed down.

So she waited for the right time, but——

I never expected that this opportunity was proposed by Zhu Nanzhi.

When Nanzhi said "Qingyue, help your husband", Mu Qingyue felt her brain go blank for a moment.

Then 'You are a good man' came to mind again.

But this time the idea of ​​'you are a good person' is different from before.

Listening to Nanzhi's tearful words like "I love my husband so much" and "Make my husband happy", Mu Qingyue realized more clearly how deep her love for her junior brother was.

She is very happy.

I was not happy because of Nanzhi’s words, but because I was happy for my junior fellow apprentice.

It is really a very happy thing to be liked by my junior brother~

But no matter how happy she was, Mu Qingyue would not think that she liked her junior brother less than she did because of Zhu Nanzhi's behavior.

Mu Qingyue looked at her junior brother, while Lu Jinan looked at Zhu Nanzhi in his arms.

Nanzhi's beautiful hair, which was in deep sleep, was almost completely spread out, flowing between her head and the gaps between her hair, like a water lily on the water, with a subtle and charming fragrance.

Her eyes were lightly red, inexplicably filled with a hint of tenderness and shyness. Sometimes, as her thighs and lower abdomen twitched, she instinctively let out a slight hum of dependence.

A pair of arms, like boneless snakes, were draped over his shoulders, the mass in his chest rising and falling with each breath.

Two fair and beautiful slender legs stretched out from both sides, with symmetrical and straight lines, exquisite and graceful, tender and soft soles of the feet stretched straight, but ten pink pearls were tightly curled up.

Although there is no white silk covering the skin, it still has a delicate luster in the pink and shiny fragrance of sweat.

Her shallow warm breath hit Lu Jinan's neck, making him stroke her beautiful back again.

Just as Mu Qingyue was surprised, Lu Jinan was also surprised.

Because at the beginning he really didn't intend to use this incident to make Nanzhi unable to bear it and cry out for mercy, and then take the initiative to "ask for help" from his senior sister.

Making Nanzhi cry was an unexpected event.

However, it was indeed his fault that the superiors did not pay attention to Nanzhi's expression.

The extremely yang power brought by the fragrance of the Huagang Rongxue Pill made him feel the "coldness" of the cold saint. The feeling that could only be understood but not described made him forget everything else in an instant.

"A man made of water~"

Senior Sister's gentle voice made Lu Jinan look up, and he saw Mu Qingyue kneeling in front of him, holding his cheeks with both hands: "Junior Brother, you are finally willing to look at me?"

Senior sister's hands were colder than usual, and the unique feminine yin energy contained in them made Lu Jinan feel that the temperature on his face had dropped a little.

"Am I right?" Mu Qingyue tilted her head: "My evaluation of Nanzhi."

Lu Jinan looked at the black cloth covering her eyes and smiled: "Indeed."

"Then—" Mu Qingyue leaned forward slightly. "Could it be that Junior Brother, because he thinks Nanzhi is so kind and made her cry, he doesn't dare to do anything to me out of guilt, and then uses the Netherworld Certificate to dissolve the remaining Yang energy in his body?"

Lu Jinan looked down at Nanzhi who was sleeping soundly, took out some clean clothes from the storage space and placed them on the ice, then gently placed the beauty in his arms on it.

After covering her with a coat, he looked at Mu Qingyue and said, "No."

He smiled slightly and said, “I know what I want.

Lu Jinan reached out and grasped Mu Qingyue's wrist, pulling her into his arms. "Senior Sister, you've tasted me already, do you think I'll let you go?"

His idea is very simple: if you are a scumbag, you should be clear about it. Why should you waver and make everyone uncomfortable?

It’s not like you can’t marry multiple wives here.

It’s just that the women around me are all extraordinary, so I need to use some methods to increase the feelings between us.

Mu Qingyue rested her right hand on his chest: "Junior brother, do you want all of them?"

Lu Jinan, with a burning gaze, approached her pink lips: "Who do you think I will give up?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he kissed his senior sister on the lips. While guiding his senior sister who had only kissed once before, he placed his left hand in front of her belly and gradually pulled out the hem of the embroidered shirt tucked into the horse-faced skirt.

The hot big hand covered the cold belly of the senior sister, and Mu Qingyue's body tensed for a moment.

Lu Jinan opened his eyes, but unfortunately he couldn't look at his senior sister because of the black cloth between them, and their lips parted.

Listening to his senior sister's shallow and rapid breathing, Lu Jinan still could not feel any warmth from her skin.

Her natural ice-attribute spiritual power and excessive blood loss caused her body temperature to drop even further.

Mu Qingyue opened her cherry lips slightly, her voice still cold: "Continue."

"Senior Sister." Lu Jinan rubbed her little hand: "Do you really want to give it here?"

"We need to neutralize the Yang energy in my junior brother's body." Mu Qingyue stood up slowly, and her slender fingers untied the laces of her black horse-faced skirt. The calf-length skirt was gently piled on the ice surface.

The silk trousers embroidered with snow-white golden flowers came into Lu Jinan's sight.

"I need my junior brother now too." Mu Qingyue knelt in front of Lu Jinan again: "I've lost a lot of blood."

Lu Jinan understood what his senior sister meant: there are both yin and yang energies in the human body, but men have more yang energy and women have more yin energy.

Qi is Yang, blood is Yin, and blood generates Qi.

Therefore, the senior sister, who lost too much blood and suffered from qi deficiency in order to ripen the Qingxin Four-Leaf Fruit, lacked yang energy in her body and was unable to maintain a normal balance of yin and yang.

She lacks yang energy, while Lu Jinan has excess yang energy.

Lu Jinan raised his hand and put his arm around Mu Qingyue's waist. Senior sister didn't say anything, so why should he be so pretentious?

But since it’s the first time, I have to take care of my senior sister’s emotions.

He suppressed the urge caused by the Yang energy running wild in his body, and slowly moved his hands up to pass over his senior sister's slender waist. He thought that if his senior sister asked about her small breasts, he would respond with "very cute".

As this thought flashed through his mind, Lu Jinan's hands, which were sliding across her icy skin, suddenly stopped.

It wasn't that he didn't want to go up, but Mu Qingyue pinched his wrist.

Lu Jinan looked at her expression and asked, "Senior Sister?"

"No." Mu Qingyue said lightly: "Not now."

Lu Jinan said softly: "I can't——"

Before he finished speaking, Mu Qingyue, who was still kneeling, turned around, leaned down with her back to Lu Jinan, and supported her arms on her clothes on the ice.

The hem of the shirt was gathered a little above the waist, and two cute dimples appeared in Lu Jinan's eyes. Going further up... the bellyband was no longer visible.

Her long silver hair, tied into a high ponytail, fell from one shoulder. Mu Qingyue's cold voice echoed slowly, "I've been watching you the whole time, so there's no need for that."

As she spoke, she turned around and glanced at Lu Jinan: "Also, Junior Brother borrowed the Saint Qingleng's————"

So it’s OK.”

Looking at Mu Qingyue's stretched silk pants, Lu Jinan wondered if his senior sister, who usually looked normal, was so self-conscious about her small breasts?

Although he was thinking about it, Lu Jinan didn't say anything more.

If my senior sister doesn’t want to, then I will take care of her feelings.

Just take it one step at a time.

"I understand." Lu Jinan took a deep breath and gradually stretched out his hands.

Mu Qingyue's legs are soft, slender and long from the thighs to the ankles. Although they are not as plump and fleshy as Nanzhi's, they are definitely not as thin as bamboo poles.

Mu Qingyue's legs fit her tall figure perfectly, and every part of them is in perfect proportion. They appear extremely straight, and the muscle lines are so delicate and prominent.

Lu Jinan's fingers moved down along her tight calves, and he took off the last embroidered shoes and silk stockings, and her icy white feet as white as mutton-fat jade came into his sight.

Because of the kneeling posture, the snow-white toes, like peeled onions, were put together and gathered together like a row of bright grape beads.

The lines on the soles of the feet are even more delicate and soft, revealing an attractive whiteness.

Lu Jinan couldn't help but reach out and hold the jade feet of his senior sister whom he saw for the first time. With his senior sister's physique, her body could be considered as pure as ice and jade.

As if feeling a little itchy, Mu Qingyue couldn't help but curl up her toes and turned back to "look" at Lu Jinan.

I couldn't help but ask, "Junior brother, do you like feet so much?"

She had noticed before that her junior brother did the same to Nanzhi, staring at her soft and white feet non-stop, and now he was doing the same to her.

Why, can't your feet look better?

I was so shy thinking about what my junior brother would say, but in the end he just looked at my feet?

"Woolen cloth-----.""

Lu Jinan put down his senior sister's tender jade feet with a little embarrassment: "I just want to get to know you better, senior sister?"

"We can slowly understand it later." Mu Qingyue lowered her head: "Now that Senior Sister is injured, don't you know what to do quickly?"

Lu Jinan's eyes moved online, and his body exploded again because his senior sister Xue Zu had diverted some of his attention.

But he still had his rationality and knew that he must not hurt his senior sister at this moment. After all, his senior sister was still very weak after bleeding and ripening the Qingxin Four-Leaf Fruit.

"Sister, why don't you lie down?"

"Junior brother——"