Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 92 - 83 Nanzhi: "Husband, I really can’t hold back anymore~

Chapter 92: Chapter 83 Nanzhi: "Husband, I really can’t hold back anymore~

The blue sky and blazing sun, with clouds hanging deep above.

The waterfall cascading down through the mist dispelled much of the noon heat.

Amidst the mountains and fields, birds chirped and cicadas sang.

Climbing up the stairs, Lu Jin’an looked at the back of his Senior Sister ahead, his mind filled with one question: What did Nanzhi and Senior Sister talk about while he was busy?

How did it suddenly turn into "Husband is right," and being encouraged to "go after her"?

He hadn’t even started dealing with the Asura scene seriously, so how did they get along so harmoniously already?

Especially since Senior Sister began considering the ’home-stealing’ Nanzhi...

Putting aside Senior Sister, even Nanzhi was chatting and laughing with her earlier... not that it’s abnormal, but it feels strange when it happens with someone usually sickly affectionate.

It couldn’t possibly be that Nanzhi thinks she can share, right?

Lu Jin’an thought it was absurd.

"Is my luck so good that this problem was resolved so easily? Haha..."

Shaking his head, Lu Jin’an quickened his pace to walk alongside Mu Qingyue: "Senior Sister, are you really telling me to go after her?"

Mu Qingyue tilted her head ’looked’ at him with a glance: "Although Qingmiao Palace’s Forget Love Taoist Skill is ’forgetting love,’ the ’forgetting love’ is most ’deep feelings,’ I don’t know what agreement you have with her, but she just misses you too much."

Saying this, Mu Qingyue slightly smiled, but her tone remained icy and unchanging: "The fact that you and she have been married is known to everyone, her calling you ’husband’ a few more times is within reason.

So, Junior Brother, you don’t need to mind it too much."

Hearing so many words in one go from Senior Sister for the first time, Lu Jin’an felt her palm’s coolness, and helplessly said, "Aren’t I thinking about you?"

Mu Qingyue stopped, turned to face Lu Jin’an: "Junior Brother likes me?"

Lu Jin’an smiled: "You’ve treated me like this, and you won’t let me take responsibility?"

"Mm." Mu Qingyue slightly lowered her head, a blush faintly covering her cheeks, and her cold palm seemed to gain a bit of warmth at that moment.

"It’s really nice... that’s enough..."

"Hm?" Lu Jin’an moved a little closer to Mu Qingyue: "Senior Sister, what did you say?"

"Hm?" Mu Qingyue looked up: "Did I say something?"

"Didn’t you?"

"Junior Brother must have misheard." Mu Qingyue started walking again, and Lu Jin’an glanced at the tightly held hand, his eyes flashing with surprise.

For someone as cold as Senior Sister, how could she sweat so easily?

A simple confession led to such a big reaction... even that night in Jing’an City when she panicked, he didn’t notice her hand sweating.

"She runs really fast." Mu Qingyue spoke again: "She must really be angry with Junior Brother."

Lu Jin’an didn’t say anything, as he truly couldn’t fathom Senior Sister’s thoughts.

Mu Qingyue also remained silent, as they walked side by side, soon returning to Taichu Peak.

Just as they reached the top, they saw Xia Ming staring wide-eyed at Han Wu, and upon hearing footsteps, both turned their heads.

Their gaze simultaneously fell on the hands of Lu Jin’an and Mu Qingyue, one with a big smile, the other with a furious expression.

"Where’s Nanzhi?" Lu Jin’an asked the two girls.

Han Wu turned her head with a huff, while Xia Ming looked at Senior Sister before saying, "She moved into Cuiqing Inn."

Lu Jin’an nodded and then continued forward with Mu Qingyue. Soon, they saw their Master and Palace Master Xiao playing Go under the shade of a verdant tree.

Xiao Yinruo, holding a white stone, glanced at Lu Jin’an and snorted coldly. freewebnøvel.com

Pei Wanyu smiled at her good disciple: "Jin’an, you can do whatever you want, with Master here, she won’t make it difficult for you."

Lu Jin’an bowed to the two seniors and then headed straight for Cuiqing Inn.

A sickly affectionate person should be coaxed in time; otherwise, with their thought process, she might overthink unnecessary things, and it wouldn’t be good if she got stuck in a dead end.

"Senior Sister, are you coming?"

"I have matters to attend to." Mu Qingyue shook her head slightly: "Besides, Junior Brother, you should go by yourself."

"Mm."

’Watching’ Lu Jin’an’s departing figure, Mu Qingyue’s hands slightly clenched, would Junior Brother hug and cuddly with Zhu Nanzhi affectionately?

Or would they kiss, or even...

Mu Qingyue looked down at her toes, saying nothing as she walked toward her Xiao Xue Pavilion.

’After all, it’s something that happened before...’

Moreover, letting Junior Brother comfort Zhu Nanzhi doesn’t mean she wants to please Zhu Nanzhi.

Entering her room, Mu Qingyue stood in front of the mirror, raised her right hand to pat her ordinary chest, and then went to the bed to take out the Silk Stockings given by Junior Brother.

"There are no outsiders on Taichu Peak..."

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Lu Jin’an’s scattered thoughts started to clear as he reached the doorstep of Cuiqing Inn, he knocked: "Nanzhi?"

Having thought all the way here and still having no clue about Nanzhi’s strange behavior, he decided to probe through conversation.

Inside, Nanzhi didn’t respond, but let out a "hmm!" to show her presence.

Lu Jin’an pushed the door open and looked inside, where Nanzhi sat with her legs together and hands placed on her knees.

Her dark green hair cascaded down like a waterfall, intertwined with the sunlight entering the room to create a shimmering glow, her classical and graceful face had skin as fair as snow, and her eyes were like a clear spring, exuding an elegant and noble aura, suitable only for observing from afar, not to be played with.

Lu Jin’an’s gaze instinctively moved downwards, noticing that Zhu Nanzhi had, at some point, changed into the blue-white Hezi skirt embroidered with snow waves and cold plum that she often wore in the Nanzhuo Domain.

The somewhat complex dress’ tailoring fit perfectly against her fair skin, revealing a deep, mysterious shadow below her collarbone, her slender waist emphasized her proud figure to the fullest.

Lu Jin’an loved the elegant yet charming appearance she had when wearing the Hezi skirt.

Closing the door casually, he approached the Cold Saintess with a smile: "Nanzhi..."

’Nanzhi? Wife?’

Zhu Nanzhi’s eyes momentarily blurred, as she looked up to see her husband walking toward her, draped in sunlight, appearing dazzling in her eyes.

’Can’t help it...’

"Hus... hus... hus... hus..."

Hearing the rapid and tight call from the suddenly bowing Nanzhi’s lips, a peculiar look flashed in Lu Jin’an’s eyes.

He saw the Holy Daughter sitting upright on the chair, her cheeks reddening, and her hands resting on her knees grabbing onto her dress.

With her rapid breathing, the tassels from her half-rolled dark green hair swayed gently, paired with her watery blue eyes, exuding countless charms.

Lu Jin’an paused his steps, and Zhu Nanzhi, looking up at him with freshly applied lipstick, lightly pursed and parted her lips, revealing her pearly white teeth.

She stood up, opened her arms, and threw herself into the chest of her long-missed husband, wrapping her arms tightly around Lu Jin’an, her slender fingers fiercely clenching onto his back, as if she wished to merge him into her body.

"Nanzhi?" Lu Jin’an called softly, looking down.

Zhu Nanzhi lifted her head, eyes glistening with a hint of softness, tassels swaying as her open lips expressed her innermost thoughts, filled with infinite charm.

"Husband, I’m sorry, I’m sorry..." She spoke rapidly: "I really tried hard to endure, to maintain the image of the Holy Daughter, but, but..."

Zhu Nanzhi clutched his clothes more tightly: "It’s all my husband’s fault, I just couldn’t control myself the moment I saw you come in..."

She tiptoed, leaving kiss marks on his face, then his neck.

"Husband, I really can’t bear it any longer, hurry... hurry~"

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