Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 116 - 95 Lu Jin’an: "I don’t drink alcohol.
Chapter 116: Chapter 95 Lu Jin’an: "I don’t drink alcohol.
"With Qingyue and Nanzhi, when those two girls sit together, you can’t focus on anything else."
Pei Wanyu softly spoke, "That’s why I called you over, so you can see other things. After all, it’s your first time seeing such a grand occasion, isn’t it?"
With the scent of his Master’s fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose, Lu Jin’an responded with a "Hmm," then lowered his head to look at the dark purple outer garment covering his legs.
He hadn’t noticed before, but now discovered that the back of the outer garment seemed to be embroidered with a bird using black thread.
Although only a part of a flapping black wing was visible, Lu Jin’an had already imagined a more majestic image of his Master.
Lu Jin’an glanced around at the guests present, withdrew his hands from under his Master’s robe, and softly said, "The Demon Clan hasn’t arrived yet."
Among the Yunding Hundred Clans, many had glorious pasts, but only the Demon Clan sustained their glory the longest.
Although now their territory is much smaller than before, no one denies that they are still the strongest clan.
In the long history of Yunding Continent, there were tribes that posed a threat to the Demon Clan’s status, but these threats were all eliminated by them.
Now the Demon Clan’s animosity towards the Human Clan stems from this: the existence of the Human Clan has already threatened the Demon Clan’s status.
When the Human Clan first emerged, they survived by relying on other clans, living between a rock and a hard place.
Fifty thousand years ago, the Human Clan was established, but in the wars against the Alien Race, they were cannon fodder, the vanguard.
Twenty thousand years ago, during the Hundred Clans’ wars, the Human Clan rose to power.
Now, the Human Clan ranks among the top five of the Hundred Clans.
To the Demon Clan, the Human Clan is now a threat to their status, hence the Two Realms Pass stands as a barrier, irreconcilable as fire and water.
"No worries if they come," Pei Wanyu softly said, "It’s fine if they don’t come to make things harmonious."
Lu Jin’an responded with a "Hmm," then saw his Master’s gaze indicating the fruit platter with the grapes. Lu Jin’an picked a grape, slowly peeled a bit of the skin, and presented it to his Master.
In such a public setting, he couldn’t directly feed the grape to his Master’s rosy lips.
Pei Wanyu smiled gently and took the grape, "Disciple, you’re so obedient~"
Opposite, Mu Qingyue slightly furrowed her brows, ’Mother’ seemed less and less restrained in her affection toward Junior Brother.
Beside her, Zhu Nanzhi bit her silver teeth in secret. Although she knew Senior Pei was just her husband’s Master, Senior Pei was a woman—a very beautiful one at that.
’He has to serve her by her side; it would be better if I were the one feeding him.’
Zhu Nanzhi gently bit her lip, lightly caressing her own belly with her right hand. She initially thought if her husband sat next to her, she could sneak a touch.
Or let him pinch her little belly to sway a bit, her husband would certainly find it interesting.
After all, when she woke up and bathed this morning, she’d intentionally slowed down her nutrient absorption with spiritual power—of course, while controlling it to not get pregnant.
This way of seducing her husband was quite fun ~
Sadly, she couldn’t play now.
Zhu Nanzhi sighed softly, such a pity.
Mu Qingyue turned her ’gaze’ to Zhu Nanzhi’s little actions, furrowing her brows deeper, "What are you doing?"
Zhu Nanzhi blinked and immediately got interested, moved closer to Mu Qingyue, and whispered, "Yesterday, my husband’s..."
At that point, she paused, then picked up the purple sand pot from the table and poured tea into a cup until it almost overflowed.
"So much~" Zhu Nanzhi blushed and giggled shyly, "I didn’t waste a drop, and now I feel full."
As she spoke, she sighed again, regretting that she fell asleep last night, or else she could have carefully cleaned her husband.
Mu Qingyue, being secretly affectionate, naturally understood Zhu Nanzhi’s tea-pouring metaphor. She felt angry, but mostly speechless.
This woman, except when she’s silent, doesn’t resemble the Holy Daughter of Qingmiao Palace at all.
"You’re quite bold," Mu Qingyue coldly said.
Zhu Nanzhi gave a light snort, "I’m only like this with my husband, and only showing off to you."
She then raised her hands and bent three fingers, indicating seven times to Mu Qingyue.
Mu Qingyue immediately understood that she meant Junior Brother, not Zhu Nanzhi.
Zhu Nanzhi continued, "Fifteen..."
Then she blinked those moist azure eyes at Mu Qingyue, "Senior Mu’s Junior Jin’an is amazing."
Mu Qingyue instinctively grasped the ’Morning and Dusk’ scabbard at her side, exuding a chilling coldness like an iceberg.
Zhu Nanzhi is a good person, but also a mischievous one.
If she wanted to speak, she did, and she intentionally emphasized ’Senior Mu’s Junior Jin’an’. So infuriating.
"Senior Mu, don’t get impulsive." Zhu Nanzhi patted her cold hand, "Not suitable here."
Mu Qingyue took a deep breath, "Just wait, there will be a time for you to regret."
"Okay~" Zhu Nanzhi pursed her lips and returned to her table, noticing her Master’s gaze. She turned and smiled gently, "Master, what’s wrong?"
Xiao Yinruo looked at her disciple’s pink cheeks revealing unhideable spring in her eyes, and helplessly reminded, "Watch out; there will be a time you cry."
Zhu Nanzhi didn’t take it seriously, thinking yesterday she cried already...
Xiao Yinruo looked across at Lu Jin’an, who was diligently peeling a pomelo for Wanyu, and found the scene amusing.
This kid is all gentlemanly in public, but in bed... pah!
Xiao Yinruo quickly dismissed the glimpses of last night’s Cuiqing Inn bedroom scene from his mind and refocused his thoughts.
This kid still had such a slightly childish side...
Xiao Yinruo set his eyes on Pei Wanyu’s face, and at that moment, Pei Wanyu was also looking at Lu Jin’an with great interest, a clear contrast to her earlier dignity.