Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me
Chapter 172 - 113 Nanzhi was crying, "Qingyue, please help husband."_2

Chapter 172: Chapter 113 Nanzhi was crying, "Qingyue, please help husband."_2

Not stopping the junior brother and Zhu Nanzhi from their daytime indulgence, now even taking the initiative to let Nanzhi go first...

Doing all this is not because of ’mother’, nor because of Nanzhi... Mu Qingyue knows her own heart: it’s all for the junior brother.

But this doesn’t mean she’ll yield in every way...

Mu Qingyue’s lips curled into a peculiar smile, those who laugh last don’t always laugh best.

She folded her hands behind her back, quietly waiting for the moment to give the junior brother the first ’surprise’ of the day.

Mu Qingyue could ’see’ from Zhu Nanzhi’s expression that this time, she probably won’t last as long as she did at Cuiqing Inn on Taichu Peak.

Because the junior brother was very hot, because her yin energy was not enough now.

The supreme yang power unleashed by the Purple Phoenix Blood Ginseng of three thousand years, combined with the strength of the Gang Melting Blood Pill, is not something easily dispelled.

Zhu Nanzhi is only twenty-one, and she had already given her purest extreme yin qi to the junior brother during her first time in the Nanzhuo Domain, so even though her yin energy is still dense, it’s definitely less than it was the first time.

So at this moment, she certainly cannot suppress the scorching and deeply penetrating junior brother.

And after Zhu Nanzhi reduced some of the fire in the junior brother, it would be her turn...

’Those who fancy the junior brother, it’s not just you.’

Mu Qingyue lightly licked her cherry lips, not in a hurry at this moment.

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On the icy layer laid out by clothing, Lu Jin’an grasped a Luo Sock in his hand, his gaze involuntarily drawn to the pair of pure white, smooth legs before him, polished like milk, and the delicate, graceful, jade feet.

The snow feet beneath the Innate White Silk Holy Body glistened like condensed milk, with skin more translucent and tender than ivory, extraordinarily smooth and delicate.

This was undoubtedly a treasure, so he held onto what belonged to both Nanzhi and himself.

A faint aroma of floral essence mixed with a slight sweat scent filled his nostrils, as if fresh petals were crushed with a hint of honey, making Lu Jin’an unable to part his love from this snow foot.

Zhu Nanzhi’s moist gaze glanced at the right foot played with by her husband, a sense of shame almost overwhelming her mind.

’Why does my husband like playing with my feet～and his attention is entirely captivated, unmoving.’

Thinking of this, she couldn’t help curling her row of plump, pearly toes, the arches exuding a fragrant grace.

This small movement revealed a deadly elegance and allure, thoroughly igniting the flames within Lu Jin’an’s heart.

With increasingly rapid breaths, Lu Jin’an held Nanzhi’s jade foot down, somewhat aggressively sealing her enticing red lips.

The white dress piled around the waist like clouds, Zhu Nanzhi, with blurry eyes, only felt her husband’s face swaying back and forth in front of her, with no room for extra thoughts.

Mu Qingyue moved a bit closer to the junior brother and Zhu Nanzhi, quietly sitting by leaning against the ice wall, with only the breath at the tip of her nose indicating her inner unrest.

The potency of the Gang Melting Blood Pill was originally stronger than many sixth-grade elixirs, and now coupled with the three-thousand-year-old Purple Phoenix Blood Ginseng and the mature Heart-Clearing Four-Leaf Fruit, the supreme yang qi emanating from the junior brother was even more overwhelming.

Even though they were in an ice cavern, they couldn’t feel much coolness.

The Netherworld Validation sword from the Netherworld was inserted into the ice wall, still storing the yin qi within, not used because there was a better source of yin energy.

Yet as time passed, the melodic yin energy remained, but the source was gradually becoming unsustainable.

The straight and slender legs, perhaps from perspiration, revealed a light, creamy pink over their porcelain white, glossy surface.

In a daze, Zhu Nanzhi felt herself unable to suppress her husband’s supreme yang qi, it was too fierce.

’I clearly have a Pristine Immortal Body.’

Her hands weakly functioning, Zhu Nanzhi thought in a daze, recalling how her master had warned her not to reveal her physique before having enough power, because the Pristine Immortal Body is the top-ranked perfect cauldron.

The top-ranked perfect cauldron is naturally rich in yin energy, making it the most suitable physique for dual cultivation.

But now Zhu Nanzhi felt as if she was having her yin replenished for yang...even though her husband hadn’t done so.

’Am I too weak?’

Her slender fingers couldn’t help but clench her clothing, recalling the time with her husband during their first wedding night in the Nanzhuo Domain.

The extreme yin qi was most intense the first time, but she used it all to ’poison’ her husband in the Tongsheng Realm.

If those extreme yin qi hadn’t been wasted, perhaps she could withstand her husband’s supreme yang power now?

Zhu Nanzhi thought, but she didn’t regret it... The experiences in the Nanzhuo Domain were precious memories for both herself and her husband.

Moreover, upon marrying yet not consummating with her husband, is that what being a wife should mean?

Clearly, it isn’t.

Thus, Zhu Nanzhi had no regrets.

But now, as time moved on, she genuinely felt overwhelmed.

It felt as though a tranquil stream was brought to a boil, continuously spilling onto the shore.

Zhu Nanzhi turned her head to look at Mu Qingyue, feeling the white-haired Sword Immortal with blindfolded eyes blurred in her vision.

What to do? What to do? What to do?

Although a lot of supreme yang power from the Gang Melting Blood Pill had been dissipated, it was still not enough.

Especially in the current situation, her husband empowered by the drug’s effects made her both revered and terrified.

’I, by myself, can’t make my husband happy...’

At some point, such a thought blossomed in Zhu Nanzhi’s mind.

If her husband wasn’t happy, would he show a hint of regret even when cherished deeply?

Zhu Nanzhi didn’t like her husband being unhappy; otherwise, she would be unhappy too.

Should I ask Senior Mu for help?