Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 88 - 79: The ’Possessive’ Desire of the Sickly Cute is Both an Advantage and a Weakness

Chapter 88: Chapter 79: The ’Possessive’ Desire of the Sickly Cute is Both an Advantage and a Weakness

Zhu Nanzhi’s attack did not stop.

She continued in a voice that only three people could hear: "Besides, I have seamlessly accommodated everything of my husband, without wasting a single bit...

I’m suddenly a little curious, what has Senior Mu been doing all these years, hmm?"

As she spoke, Zhu Nanzhi sneaked a glance at Lu Jin’an, who was focused on transcribing invitations, without any panic in her heart.

She kept her attacks within a controllable range, and although her husband was outstanding, he was still a man.

So her husband definitely wouldn’t mind this level of jealousy.

Therefore, by taking the opportunity to attack Mu Qingyue on this basis, perhaps this renowned cold female sword fairy could be broken.

Hopefully, to the point of turning away in anger!

"Senior Mu." Zhu Nanzhi leaned slightly on her husband’s shoulder, allowing him to feel the softness under the clothes he hadn’t touched for over a month: "Do you know how ’tolerant’ my husband is?"

Listening to Zhu Nanzhi’s voice, Mu Qingyue silently pulled down her sleeve, tempted to throw a junior brother’s underpants at her, but she held back.

After all, if the junior brother found out, she could never sneak in and cherish it again.

So, this matter must remain undiscovered.

So ignoring is best... anyway, she already knew about the bridal chamber with Zhu Nanzhi, and after so many days, she could be calm now.

Seeing that Mu Qingyue was unshaken and fiddling with the ink stick, Zhu Nanzhi’s azure eyes twinkled, and she whispered to Lu Jin’an in a sweet, shy tone: "Brother Jin’an~ I still can’t forget that night of playing with ice and fire~

I clearly remember, Brother Jin’an teasing me on one side, speaking softly, then coldly pushing in slowly..."

Crack!

Mu Qingyue directly crushed the ink stick in her hand, and bits of black ink splattered onto her pure white clothing.

She could bear the fact that the junior brother and Zhu Nanzhi had a bridal chamber, but couldn’t tolerate Zhu Nanzhi revealing the details!

Just listening, the scene seemed to unfold right before her eyes, making Mu Qingyue extremely angry.

Zhu Nanzhi appropriately stopped, blushing a bit shy for speaking such boudoir matters in front of her husband.

But the effect was good.

Not just for Mu Jianxian, but also for her husband.

Zhu Nanzhi glanced down slightly, her eyes glowing moistly, as she moved closer to Lu Jin’an and softly breathed: "Brother Jin’an misses me too, doesn’t he~"

Her right hand lightly touched Lu Jin’an’s thigh, the soft pads of her fingers like a cat’s paw, gently scratching and teasing, then her fingernails, white with a hint of pink, seemed to unintentionally lift the raised hem of his clothes, lightly laughing.

Lu Jin’an’s breathing quickened, his restraint not as strong since returning to the sect, and with the Master and Senior Sister’s occasional teasing, his desire had accumulated quite a bit.

Especially in the past two days, he indeed wanted to taste all of Nanzhi, so just Zhu Nanzhi’s verbal teasing was enough to make his little brain run wild.

"Nanzhi." Lu Jin’an, in a steady voice, grabbed Nanzhi’s hand: "Don’t fool around."

"I’ll listen to Brother Jin’an~" Zhu Nanzhi slightly raised her head, her eyes full of unhidden yearning, then tightened her grip on Lu Jin’an’s hand, cocking her head towards Mu Qingyue: "Senior Mu, as a sword fairy, can’t even control your strength?"

Mu Qingyue slightly loosened her hand, the broken bits of the ink stick falling to the tabletop, she didn’t take out underpants but turned slightly to reach out her fair hands towards Zhu Nanzhi.

Her two index fingers measured the length, and her left thumb and index finger measured the width.

"Is it right?" Mu Qingyue’s voice grew colder: "I measured it myself."

The smile vanished from Zhu Nanzhi’s face, and juice from the strawberry she pinched splashed onto her light blue dress.

Because she hadn’t touched it before.

During the half year of sharing the same bed with her husband, every night she led him to bed, then undressed him until he pressed on her.

Every night was like this.

So she only knew her husband’s tolerance in one way.

Of course, Zhu Nanzhi wanted to know more about her husband in various ways, but when he wouldn’t cooperate, she had no way.

So hearing that Mu Qingyue had actually measured it by hand, she was suddenly furious.

She hadn’t even used her hands, so how could she?

Zhu Nanzhi’s breathing instantly became urgent, her azure pupils full of sharp... jealousy.

And sensing Zhu Nanzhi’s devouring gaze, Mu Qingyue was further surprised; this woman had clearly ’eaten’ the junior brother, how could she still be jealous of me just because I stroked him?

What goes on in this woman’s head?

But strange as it was, Mu Qingyue didn’t let the opportunity pass, coldly speaking: "Agitated?" ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

She continued to mimic the hand gesture: "Silk threads break easily, easy to eat clean~"

Speaking, she extended her tender pink tongue to lick her lips, as if wanting Zhu Nanzhi to know how indulged she was then.

Zhu Nanzhi’s look grew fiercer, never having tasted it herself!

Feeling Zhu Nanzhi’s overwhelming presence like tidal waves, Mu Qingyue slightly furrowed her brows, her indistinct sword intent had silently clashed with Zhu Nanzhi’s Dao Domain.

Mu Qingyue still couldn’t comprehend why Zhu Nanzhi was so angry, but regardless, at this moment, the one in a fluster was the other party.

Thinking, Mu Qingyue’s mouth curved into a faint smile as she placed her right hand near Lu Jin’an’s belly, hesitating a moment just about to mimic Zhu Nanzhi’s earlier detail description when she discerned Zhu Nanzhi reaching for the Zhanming Scabbard beside her.

Going to fight again?

Mu Qingyue slightly restrained her smile, but then heard Zhu Nanzhi let go of the scabbard, followed by a nasal intake... crying?

Zhu Nanzhi wasn’t crying, merely her eyes were somewhat red.

Wanting to draw her sword again, she still restrained her impulse, deciding to change tactics.

But about tactics aside, she truly felt uncomfortable and wronged.

Her reddened eyes slightly lowered as she leaned against Lu Jin’an’s shoulder, clenching his left hand in silence.

Mu Qingyue lightly bit her cherry lips, unsure if Zhu Nanzhi’s tears were real or fake.

Judging by earlier aggressive actions, Zhu Nanzhi wasn’t this kind of person.

Moreover!

’I wasn’t this aggrieved just because you had the junior brother!’

Mu Qingyue bit her lip slightly, unable to think of what to say when she felt the junior brother’s big hand grasp her cold one, her expression startled.

Then she felt him writing ’it’s okay’ in her palm.

Mu Qingyue responded with a soft "hmm", ’seeing’ her junior brother smiling at her, she glanced at Zhu Nanzhi without speaking while tidying the ink stick fragments on the table.

Lu Jin’an tilted his head towards Zhu Nanzhi, her red-rimmed eyes making the cold Saintess seem pitifully lovely.

Senior Sister didn’t understand Nanzhi’s grievance because she didn’t know Nanzhi was a yandere.

But he understood clearly: the yandere’s ’possessiveness’ was both her strength and weakness.

He pulled out the handkerchief from Nanzhuo Domain she had given him before they departed, using it to wipe the sticky strawberry juice from her hand: "Sorry."

Zhu Nanzhi looked at the handkerchief, then up at his profile, and finally at the Water Cloud Crown on his head.

She quietly spoke: "Is my husband apologizing for Senior Mu?"