Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 87 - 78: Contrast is also a major source of color.

Chapter 87: Chapter 78: Contrast is also a major source of color.

"Can you not endure a bit?"

Mu Qingyue, with her slender fingers gripping the ink stick, slightly lowered her head. Her voice remained cold but somehow gave off a sense of ’grievance’.

Would Senior Sister feel aggrieved?

Of course not.

But when the always aloof and unemotional Sword Immortal Mu showed a ’grievance’ side, it inevitably made people feel sympathetic.

Lu Jin’an was no exception. After all, he had known Mu Qingyue since he was ten. Although he didn’t understand Senior Sister’s heart fully, he knew her character somewhat.

Even if he knew that seven out of ten parts of Senior Sister’s ’grievance’ were feigned, he couldn’t help but soften when the cold Sword Immortal acted ’aggrieved’.

Because contrast is a significant source of charm.

Just as Lu Jin’an was about to reach out to pinch her cold little hand and offer some comfort, Mu Qingyue acted as if nothing happened and presented a brush dipped in ink with both hands to him: "Junior Brother, write first."

Lu Jin’an reached out to take the brush from her hand, feeling a bit complicated.

He originally thought that the reticent Senior Sister would not be able to hold her own against Nanzhi in ’silent battles’, yet unexpectedly, she was quite skilled.

Did master teach her?

Or did she learn it somewhere else?

Lu Jin’an dared not inquire further and could only bury himself in transcribing the invitation list from Qingmiao Palace.

Mu Qingyue’s lips quickly curled into a smile, which disappeared just as fast, interrupting Junior Brother’s train of thought to keep his ’softness’ lingering longer.

She turned her head again, seemingly glancing at Zhu Nanzhi, then moved closer to Lu Jin’an, whispering, "I’ll help you check for any typos, Junior Brother."

Lu Jin’an glanced at her eyes covered with a black cloth and said nothing.

So to others watching, Lu Jin’an and Mu Qingyue appeared as closely bonded Daoist partners —the other disciples of Wandao Sect had long regarded them so.

However, within the present ambiance, there lingered a certain strange sentiment that was unspoken.

"Senior Brother must feel like sitting on needles right now, tormented."

Zhao Shize rubbed his hands, and Jiang Wuya frowned, "Why?"

Zhao Shize stuttered, addressing Guan Wen: "Junior Sister, you explain."

With that said, he inconspicuously moved aside; after all, being interrupted during an exciting ’show’ was too vexing.

"Holy Daughter, Holy Daughter..." Han Wu earnestly held onto Zhu Nanzhi’s wrist: "Don’t be impulsive... this is Wandao Sect."

"I know." Zhu Nanzhi glanced back at Han Wu. She, of course, understood the consequences of continuing to make a scene.

Not only would it disgrace herself, but it would disgrace her husband too.

She could tolerate her own disgrace, but not her husband’s. How would the many direct disciples of Wandao Sect feel if they thought their senior brother had poor taste?

The earlier tussle with Mu Qingyue was an impulse upon discovering another woman touching her husband, something everyone could comprehend, but ongoing antics would be unwelcome.

’Senior Brother’s taste is truly poor to fancy such a troublesome woman.’

Zhu Nanzhi would never let such things occur.

Looking at the icy expression on the Holy Daughter’s face, Han Wu unsurely asked, "R-really?"

Zhu Nanzhi smiled slightly, "I’m no fool."

"Oh..." Han Wu released the Holy Daughter’s wrist, casting a sullen glance at Lu Jin’an. All of this was because of this guy... Despite having Senior Sister in the sect, he still flirted with the Holy Daughter.

Although she understood that it wasn’t entirely Lu Jin’an’s fault, as the Holy Daughter’s Sword Servant, she naturally had to stand firmly on her side.

Watching the Holy Daughter’s retreating figure, Han Wu pouted, glancing at the other Wandao Sect members. She felt somewhat reassured upon knowing ’Lu An’s’ real identity.

If he were turned into a sword spirit by the Holy Daughter, and such vast powers clashed, it would invoke a bloody storm within the Cultivation World.

For countless forces would never let go of the opportunity to take advantage and reorganize the power hierarchy.

’Although now the clash has shrunk to a rivalry between the young Holy Daughter and Sword Immortal from the two great factions, still... hmm, men are all fickle, and Wandao Sect’s senior brother is no exception!’

Han Wu thought indignantly, quietly preparing the Communication Compass, ready to summon the Palace Master at the first sign of any developments.

Zhu Nanzhi did not advance directly but first politely asked Guan Wen for a chair, then shifted to sit on her husband’s other side.

Though wanting to maintain the image of the Cold Saintess, she was in no rush at the moment.

Noticing the untouched fruit platter on the table, she reached out, pulling it toward herself, then picked a grape, peeled it, and brought it to Lu Jin’an’s mouth.

"Hus..." Just about to utter something, she recalled the agreement made with her husband in Nanzhuo Domain and altered her speech, "Brother Jin’an, have a grape to quench your thirst~"

Lu Jin’an glanced at Zhu Nanzhi’s gentle smile and opened his mouth to suck in the grape without refusal.

Feeling Zhu Nanzhi intentionally let her soft fingertips brush against his lips, Lu Jin’an couldn’t help but glance at Senior Sister.

It wasn’t because Senior Sister seemed cooler, but it seemed Senior Sister was ’watching’ Zhu Nanzhi’s fingers.

"Envious? You can’t have it!" Zhu Nanzhi guarded the fruit platter with one hand, snorted lightly, then picked up a strawberry with her fingers, placing its tip into Lu Jin’an’s mouth, subsequently putting the remaining half into her own slightly parted cherry lips before picking other fruits.

Mu Qingyue was ’watching’ Zhu Nanzhi’s... fingers.

’Junior Brother’s saliva...’

Mu Qingyue thought silently, her fingers tightening a bit, though not impulsive enough to snatch the fruit platter.

For she knew Zhu Nanzhi had already consummated with Junior Brother, and because Zhu Nanzhi had received everything from Junior Brother, she subconsciously held high tolerance towards these small gestures from Zhu Nanzhi. freewebnσvel.cøm

’Nanzhi is a coldly delicate femme fatale, while Senior Sister is a stoic and obsessive woman.’

Lu Jin’an analyzed silently, recalling that throughout the year and a half in Nanzhuo Domain, his underpants had never gone missing.

Unconsciously, Lu Jin’an thought of a ’saying’: Contrast is also a major source of attraction.

As he pondered, Lu Jin’an suddenly felt a cool, soft touch on his right thigh—Senior Sister’s left hand was kneading his thigh.

The long table had no tablecloth, allowing Zhu Nanzhi to see clearly.

Zhu Nanzhi narrowed her azure eyes slightly, after placing another grape in Lu Jin’an’s mouth, suddenly grabbed Mu Qingyue’s left hand, rolling up her sleeve despite her leaning entirely into husband’s embrace.

The virginity mark was prominent.

Zhu Nanzhi released Mu Qingyue’s hand, confirming that this woman wasn’t the one who took her husband’s first time.

Regarding husband’s Master Pei Wanyu... she wasn’t worried; could that Great Cultivator in the Divine Presence Realm flout moral integrity?

Wandao Sect was certainly not the Joyful Union Sect.

"Hehe." Zhu Nanzhi snorted lightly, speaking in a voice only the three could hear: "Senior Sister Mu, you can only touch, after all."

The Holy Daughter’s taunt was sharp: "After being with Brothe... Brother Jin’an for so long, never sharing a bed—how useless.

Brother Jin’an slept with me for half a year, every day except during monthly events~"

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