Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 98 - 89: Zhu Nanzhi Facing Xiao Yinruo (5000 Words)

Chapter 98: Chapter 89: Zhu Nanzhi Facing Xiao Yinruo (5000 Words)

The interplay of light and shadow, the afternoon sunlight coincidentally spills over the unforgettably beautiful legs in white silk of Zhu Nanzhi at a mere glance.

Pure white, flawless silk stockings cling to the sweat-dampened fair skin, white with a hint of pink, like plum blossoms in the winter snow.

Amidst the irregular breathing sounds, the toes pointing skyward stretch and curl, tugging the white silk taut and releasing, making it hard for the silk’s purity to remain evident.

From the curled toes up to the straight leg lines, finally to the graceful curve of the hip, it’s like a clear lake where any stone thrown would stir ripples.

Under the halo of light, the flexibility of the Cold Saintess’s delicate body is displayed in its entirety.

"Husband~ I’m so sleepy~"

Zhu Nanzhi’s azure eyes, usually clear, now hold a pool of autumn water, moist and blurred, delight tinged with a bit of fatigue.

She really missed her husband, and her husband also missed her more than expected.

Because her husband tirelessly reciprocated her deep longing.

Making her so dizzy she wanted to drift into sleep.

Lu Jin’an gazed at the Saintess exuding a fallen charm, knowing that his relentless advance was finally showing results, he released her beautiful white silk-clad legs.

"Hmph~" Zhu Nanzhi immediately raised her arms to wrap around Lu Jin’an’s neck, pressing her rosy face to his throat, eyes filled with infatuation: "Husband~ so amazing~"

Lu Jin’an, leaning over, gently stroked her warm and beautiful back, several strands of dark cyan hair stuck messily between his fingers: "Aren’t you as well?"

"I just really missed husband~" Zhu Nanzhi muttered: "Now I feel like I can’t handle it anymore~"

Her voice was low, with a hint of hoarseness.

Lu Jin’an chuckled: "Weren’t you afraid your Master would hear you scream your lungs out?"

"They’re playing chess, how could they mind us?" Zhu Nanzhi took a deep breath, inhaling Lu Jin’an’s scent: "No need to mind them... Ah!"

Zhu Nanzhi bit her lower lip: "Doesn’t husband know how to take a break?"

"Don’t know." Lu Jin’an lifted his hand to smoothen the hair stuck to her cheek: "It’s not just you who missed me, I missed you too."

Just listening to her husband’s sweet nothings, Zhu Nanzhi clung to him all the more tightly, loving the inseparable emotional connection of the moment.

In the half year at the Nanzhuo Domain, though her husband was remarkable, the lack of emotional exchange eventually halved the joy.

Now, with this missing half of joy filled in, Zhu Nanzhi felt every inch of her skin was jubilant, even her Spirit Sea Divine Platform trembled happily, suggesting a breakthrough.

Feeling the spiritual power surge around Zhu Nanzhi before she suppressed it, Lu Jin’an was taken aback.

Could she really break through?

Are you cultivating the Forget Love Path or the Yin-Yang Dao?!

Lu Jin’an looked in disbelief at the charming face beneath him; this Saintess of his cultivating the Forget Love Path... was a bit peculiar.

"Husband~ so great~"

Zhu Nanzhi tilted her rippling upper body back, kissing his lips: "Husband is the best~"

Lu Jin’an took a deep breath: "Why suppress it?"

"A breakthrough is no big deal." Zhu Nanzhi said, planting a kiss, "There’s something more important to do now~"

As she spoke, she twisted her waist slightly, watching her husband’s expression relax, her expression more proud: "I haven’t had enough of husband yet~"

Lu Jin’an looked into her moisture-laden eyes with a trace of fatigue, raising an eyebrow; he had worked so hard, yet this Saintess could still hold on?

Even after over a month of absence, should it be like this?

For this long, he didn’t feel her using any magic to recover... so is it because of her physique?

Lu Jin’an wiped the sweat from his forehead, lowering his head to gently bite her earlobe: "Shall we play something more thrilling?"

Zhu Nanzhi felt a tremor in her heart, instinctively holding him tighter: "Ice? Or something else... I’ll follow husband in everything~"

Looking at the enticingly seductive Cold Saintess, Lu Jin’an felt a bit speechless; even though they had reached Harmonization, she still seemed as if she hadn’t ’broken through.’

Lu Jin’an truly found it hard to understand Zhu Nanzhi’s Forget Love Path.

Who cultivates the Forget Love Path like it’s the Yin-Yang Dao...

Suppressing his inner thoughts, Lu Jin’an continued to speak: "This will be different from before, so I’m telling you in advance, to prepare you."

"I’m listening~" Zhu Nanzhi’s hands roamed his back, eyes half-closed in a look of contentment, as if ’having husband by her side is happiness.’

Lu Jin’an narrowed his gaze, whispering in her left ear: "Ever undergone the Nine Stars Body Tempering?"

Zhu Nanzhi tilted her head, a bit puzzled: "Why is husband bringing up cultivation? I don’t walk the path of Body Cultivation."

She bore the Pristine Immortal Body; just its properties surpassed most body cultivators, making Body Refining unnecessary.

"Then let me refine your body." Lu Jin’an gently caressed her cheek, smiling slightly: "Nine Stars Body Tempering."

"Dao Palace Nine Stars?" Zhu Nanzhi frowned, then suddenly her brow relaxed, her expression becoming even more charmingly shy and coquettish: "Husband, you are so bad."

"Did you also get it from the Dual Cultivation Method?" Lu Jin’an pinched her soft, moist cheek.

"Hmph~ isn’t husband the same?" Zhu Nanzhi’s cheeks flushed more as she twisted her waist: "So naughty~"

"Then shall we try it?"

"I just said... everything is up to husband~" Zhu Nanzhi shyly turned her head to the right.

Lu Jin’an smiled, leaned down to kiss her neck, gradually beginning the preparations.

Zhu Nanzhi bit her lower lip, feeling like a tiny boat amid waves, her eyes moist and dazed, glistening faintly, her white silk-wrapped toes tightening around the sheet.

In a daze, she suddenly seemed to see a figure standing by the window, the sunlight reflecting off silver-white hair, gleaming beautifully like flowing snow.