There are always fairies plotting against me

Mu Qingyue's voice seemed to be even colder: "Why didn't I listen to your nonsense when I was with Nanzhi?

Are you hesitating because you don't like Senior Sister?"

Mu Qingyue pursed her lips and said, "Or am I not as attractive as Nanzhi?"

"I'm sad that you're like this."

"Sorry." Lu Jinan said quickly: "It's not that I don't like Senior Sister——"

As he spoke, Lu Jinan felt that he had indeed talked too much, so he stopped talking nonsense and put his hands on Mu Qingyue's slender waist.

He tried his best to calm the yang energy surging in his body, and he was very cautious because he knew he couldn't hurt his senior sister at this time.

However, at this moment, the senior sister suddenly turned around and opened her cherry lips: "die~"

Just one word and Lu Jinan's heart was no longer stable.

Then, he felt that Mu Qingyue seemed to sink a little, and Lu Jinan's face changed: "Senior Sister, wait, that's not right!"

Mu Qingyue pursed her lips and said nothing. She turned around to look at Lu Jinan's changing expression, and tried hard to curl the corners of her mouth into a smug smile.

Lu Jinan's lips moved, and he stammered, unable to speak.

Mu Qingyue took a deep breath and said, "Junior brother, it's right.

You understand the principles of alchemy, so you naturally know some pharmacology, so you should know how to best absorb the medicinal properties."

After she finished speaking, Mu Qingyue bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth. This was the first surprise she gave to her junior brother.

The moon sets and the sun rises.

Zhu Nanzhi, curled up between layers of clothes, gradually opened her eyes.

The characteristics of the Immortal Body allowed her to recover well after a night's sleep.

Although the aches and pains throughout my body were still there, it was no longer as difficult as it was yesterday when even lifting my arm was difficult.

Kichi 11

She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes gently, and the scenes of last night came to her mind, including the last words asking Senior Sister Mu for help.

Zhu Nanzhi slowly sat up with her hands supporting her clothes on the ice, staring blankly at the white skirt rolled up to her waist.

Because asking Senior Sister Mu for help yesterday was a decision made after much hesitation, she didn't feel too much in her heart at the moment.

But in the end, Mu Qingyue took advantage of her husband.

But there was no other way at the time—

Evidence from the afterlife?

Swords should be used to kill people, why steal your husband?

The yin energy hidden in the sword?

Hehe.—···Does it have the same Yin fragrance as ours?

My husband deserves to be loved by the soft, warm and yin energy!

Listen... Senior Sister Mu is quite cold, right?

Never mind, even though this and that have happened, I have to make it big.'

Zhu Nanzhi was lost in thought when she felt a dark shadow appear in her sight. She looked up and a sweet smile immediately appeared on her pretty face: "Husband~"

Lu Jinan, who had changed his clothes, squatted in front of Zhu Nanzhi and took out a bottle of sweet spring water from his storage space: "Are you thirsty?"

"Hmm~" She raised her head slightly: "Husband, please feed me~"

"Okay." Lu Jinan squatted beside her, pinched her cheeks affectionately, and then brought the bottle to her mouth.

Zhu Nanzhi drank water while looking at her husband's expression. Although her husband had a smile on his face, she keenly noticed that something was wrong with his mood.

Not like sad or angry, but a mixture of emotions.

What happened?

Are you unhappy with Senior Sister Mu?

It shouldn't be——

Thinking about this, Zhu Nanzhi drank water while looking for Mu Qingyue, and soon found Mu Qingyue on the ice surface covered with clothes not far away.

Senior Sister Mu was lying down, but on her side.

Her face has become a lot redder, but there's a strange sense of discomfort in her expression, huh?

Zhu Nanzhi blinked. This expression was a bit strange.

Shouldn't it hurt?

Why such a strange expression?

Zhu Nanzhi's pupils moved rapidly out of curiosity, and soon she found a touch of bright red on the clothes not far away. Doesn't she treasure it?

This thought flashed through Zhu Nanzhi's mind, and he also wondered if Senior Sister Mu had a poor physical condition, so her expression looked uncomfortable?

So, after drinking half a bottle of water, she turned to look at Lu Jinan and asked softly, "Husband, what happened to Senior Sister Mu?"

Lu Jinan's eyes twitched, and the absurdity of yesterday suddenly came to his mind. He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Zhu Nanzhi became more and more curious, hugged Lu Jinan and whispered, "My husband, tell me, are you still afraid that I will be angry at this time?"

"No." Lu Jinan shook his head, his eyes somewhat helpless: "How should I put this?"

"What? What?" Zhu Nanzhi couldn't help but pinch her husband's collar and gently shake it. "Husband, please don't keep me in suspense, okay?"

"Well - I took the wrong way." Lu Jinan said with some difficulty.

Zhu Nanzhi was stunned for a moment: "Wrong way?"

She raised her eyebrows, looked at Lu Jinan, then looked at Mu Qingyue. After glancing back and forth a few times, there seemed to be some understanding in her deep blue eyes.

The saint who is so eloquent is not stupid.

So she stared at Lu Jinan with wide eyes, then quickly turned her head and stared at Mu Qingyue.

My husband has experience, so he can't be wrong, so it must be Senior Sister Mu - that's not right, with my husband around, how could she be wrong?

Then, Zhu Nanzhi suddenly turned her head to look at her husband, and the delicate earrings on her earlobes fell on her cheeks.

"Husband?" She looked at Lu Jinan with eyes full of curiosity and confusion: "How could it be wrong?"

After a pause, she looked at Mu Qingyue again: "Have you had your period?"

Female cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation also have menstruation like ordinary people, but fortunately, menstruation also lasts for the same period as ordinary people and will disappear when they reach a certain age.

This is the same as the mating season of monsters, both are the rules of heaven.

Zhu Nanzhi thought that Mu Qingyue was only one year older than him, so she was not yet at the age where her menstruation would stop, so this was the only possibility.

"No." Mu Qingyue, who was not asleep, spoke softly at this time. Her voice was still cold, but it was mixed with some gasps of cold air: "I did it on purpose."

"Ah?" Zhu Nanzhi's eyes widened: "Why? Do you have to make yourself uncomfortable? My husband is so powerful, how could he..."

"Yes!" Mu Qingyue bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, and forced a smile with some difficulty: "Neither you nor I got it the first time, but, I got it again, right?"

Zhu Nanzhi opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but————-What Mu Qingyue said made so much sense.

"Hey—" Mu Qingyue chuckled softly, "I'm slightly better."

"you--"

Zhu Nanzhi puffed up her cheeks angrily: "How could you—that's not right!"

As she was talking, she looked at Lu Jinan as if she remembered something, and tapped her mouth with her index finger: "My husband, am I the first one?"

"Yes." Lu Jinan nodded.

Zhu Nanzhi smiled again: "That's good~"

Then she turned her head to look at Mu Qingyue again and asked curiously, "I'm curious about what you're thinking. Shouldn't there be something more important? Is it just to get first place?"

"You don't understand." Mu Qingyue said in a low voice.

Zhu Nanzhi rolled his eyes at her speechlessly: "Weirdo, right, husband?"

Lu Jinan didn't say anything, but he actually thought the same thing in his heart.

Senior Sister's behavior is really strange. She is self-conscious about her figure and even deliberately said that the medicinal properties are better absorbed.

Lu Jinan really didn't understand what Senior Sister was thinking.

Zhu Nanzhi looked at Lu Jinan with a gleam in her eyes and pursed her lips involuntarily.

Since Senior Sister Mu can do it, I can do it too, right?

"No, it must be possible!"

A determination flashed in Zhu Nanzhi's azure eyes. She was her husband's wife, how could she fall behind others?

Lu Jinan, noticing something was wrong with Nanzhi's eyes, quickly stood up and said, "Let's take a break and then leave. Don't waste any more time."

"Oh~" Zhu Nanzhi snorted lightly. There were plenty of opportunities anyway, so there was no need to rush.

And now I really can't bear it.

Lu Jinan breathed a sigh of relief, walked over to Mu Qingyue and squatted down, his eyes complicated: "Senior Sister, how about casting a spell to restore your body?"

"No." Mu Qingyue refused: "Feel it for a while longer."

Lu Jinan helplessly reached out and stroked his senior sister's cold face. He opened his mouth, but really didn't know where to start.

Chapter 116 The Cold Saint Wants to Role-Play

The morning light gradually appeared.

The bonfire in the clearing in the woods gradually dimmed. Lu Jinan, who had finished his morning exercise, moved his limbs, and there was a faint sound of bones moving.

He turned his head to look at the big tree not far away. The saint with a stunning appearance was sitting on the branch, shaking her legs slightly. Her white Confucian skirt embroidered with winter plum prints seemed to come alive and sparkled.

The saint girl shook her calves and brows in deep thought, and unintentionally exuded the unique cold temperament of the Forgetful Way.

Lu Jinan glanced at the scroll in her hand. He knew without hesitation that she was definitely painting herself, but she didn't know which stroke made her dissatisfied.

Thinking of this, Lu Jinan turned his head and looked at the cold figure sitting cross-legged under another tree.

The senior sister changed her clothes, but she was still wearing an embroidered shirt and a horse-faced skirt, and with her silver hair tied up in a ponytail, she had a cold air that kept strangers away.

He couldn't help but look at it twice more because of regret.

Although my relationship with my senior sister was being deliberately advanced by her, I didn't see anything except the part below the waist that day.

In addition, he took the wrong road, so Lu Jinan felt strange.

This order... is indeed very strange.

Especially my senior sister is concerned about small breasts, because small breasts can also be cute.

As he was thinking about it, Lu Jinan saw his senior sister's cheeks suddenly turn red and a muffled groan came from the tip of her nose.

He hurried over: "Senior Sister?"

Mu Qingyue tilted her head back slightly and seemed to move her hips: "It's okay, I just feel a little uncomfortable."

Lu Jinan couldn't help but reach out and ruffle her bangs with a little force, but Mu Qingyue didn't move and just tilted her head back.

But his breathing seemed to be a little faster.

"You asked for this, didn't you?"

Zhu Nanzhi put away the scroll and jumped down from the tree branch. With her pure immortal body, she was no longer in any danger after more than a day of rest.

After landing, she rolled her eyes at Mu Qingyue and snorted coldly, "You have a good way to go, but you insist on taking it—----you deserve to suffer!"

Mu Qingyue said lightly: "You are envious."

"I won't!" Zhu Nanzhi put the scroll into the tassel, put his hands on his hips, and raised his chin slightly: "Number of times,

I’m way ahead!”

Mu Qingyue didn't say anything, but just raised her hips, as if to say "I can still feel my junior brother now."

Zhu Nanzhi understood what Mu Qingyue meant, so she rolled her eyes at her and placed her right hand on her lower abdomen.

A silly smile appeared on his face: "Who isn't?"