Chapter 304: Chapter 167: The More You ’Fight’ Senior Sister, the More You Prove Your Love?_2
"Brother Yang..." Zhao Yunyan softly spoke, "I know Wu Liang is not your match..."
"He’s indeed not." Yang Guan released his hands, chuckled to himself, "But my reputation as the host has been tarnished."
"I believe in Brother Yang..."
"No matter." Yang Guan waved his hand, then took two steps forward and cupped his hands towards the compartment where Lu Jin’an and Mu Qingyue were, loudly expressing his gratitude, interrupting the noisy chatter, and presiding over the continuation of the Immortal Tea Gathering.
Soon, someone else stepped up to spar again; after all, the Immortal Tea Gathering is an opportunity for the cultivators in the Tongsheng Realm present to make a name for themselves.
Concerning one’s own ranking in the Tongsheng Realm, the discussions about Mu Qingyue gradually shifted to exchanges of strength.
Yang Guan looked up at the sky above the canyon, a hint of gloom flashing in his heart.
What a pity...
It’s one thing that Mu Qingyue doesn’t cultivate the Power of Incense, but she even made himself unrelated to this power.
The struggle for Daoist opportunities is akin to a vendetta!
’There’s still a chance to reclaim it.’
He looked back at the stage, needing to win first place at this year’s Immortal Tea Gathering with overwhelming strength!
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"Senior Sister, just now when Yang Guan struck Wu Liang, did Wu Liang say something to him near his ear?"
In the compartment, Lu Jin’an’s large hand had already slipped under the horse-faced skirt into the silk pants and underpants... beyond his control.
Because it was too hot, he just wanted to cool off a bit more.
Mu Qingyue, lying in his arms, trembled slightly and softly said, "Junior Brother, you’re doing this and yet asking such serious questions...
Isn’t Senior Sister’s... uncomfortable?"
"No." Lu Jin’an’s fingers paused, lowering his head, he softly said, "Don’t you think having a conversation like this is quite lewd too?"
"You’re copying me!"
Lu Jin’an responded matter-of-factly, "It’s normal for a Junior Brother to learn from a Senior Sister."
"Then be careful." Mu Qingyue closed her legs tightly, rolled up her left sleeve, her breath slightly hurried, "Don’t let it disappear."
Lu Jin’an looked down at her elbow, the virginity mark particularly noticeable on her fair skin.
"I will be careful."
"Hmm." Mu Qingyue hooked his neck with one hand, then began to answer the previous question, "I was helping Junior Brother earlier... didn’t notice.
If it weren’t for Junior Brother wanting me to kill Wu Liang, I wouldn’t have left him."
Lu Jin’an smiled, "But after you returned, didn’t you also feel it’s nice being admired by thousands?"
"This way, I can tease... Junior Brother." Mu Qingyue arched her foot, her jade toes curling slightly, her embroidered shoe dropped to the floor with a "thud," and her snow-white foot encased in a white Luo Sock came into Lu Jin’an’s view.
Lu Jin’an looked, a smile flickering in his eyes, whether it was the Master’s, Nanzhi’s, or Senior Sister’s feet, he liked them all.
And the reason for his liking was simple, because the response from the jade feet could determine their mood.
Such subtle changes sometimes felt more significant than looking at their flushed faces.
Watching as Senior Sister occasionally curled her toes and then slightly spread them, Lu Jin’an softly said, "Really cool."
"So... Junior Brother can cultivate with me" Seeking Joy Soul Refining Skill"." Mu Qingyue’s fingers uneasily stroked the back of his head, the back of his neck, "My yin energy... it’s all Junior Brother’s, it can enhance your cultivation level."
"Alright." This time, Lu Jin’an did not refuse.
Although cultivating "Seeking Joy Soul Refining Skill" would establish a master-servant relationship, he now knew what Senior Sister wanted.
"Don’t you dislike it?" Lu Jin’an still asked.
"No." Mu Qingyue whispered, "Junior Brother, you can use a bit more strength."
Lu Jin’an used his other hand to embrace her waist, "Don’t move recklessly, I don’t want the virginity mark to disappear right now, so take it easy."
"But, it’s nice..." Mu Qingyue pursed her cherry lips and fell silent.
"Be good." Lu Jin’an glanced at the slightly disheveled clothes of Senior Sister’s upper body, the hand around her waist involuntarily moved up a little.
But the next second, it was blocked by Senior Sister’s elbow.
A hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes, "Senior Sister, being like this, you’re still so watchful?"
"It’s a secret." Mu Qingyue protected the pink pearl tail in front of her chest, "Not now."
"Not even a touch?"
"No."
"Alright then." Lu Jin’an once more embraced her waist, but this time he pulled her clothes out from the skirt and directly caressed her icy, delicate waist.
’No dudou.’
Lu Jin’an didn’t feel the ties of a dudou, his curiosity grew.
Logically speaking, even cute little cherries would wear a dudou, so no way it means they don’t have a larger dudou size, right?
Indeed, even if Senior Sister untied a possible breast wrap, could she really be bigger than Master?
Master was indeed the grandest gentle comforter he’d seen... Even Palace Master Xiao was slightly below her.
Even Nanzhi, there’s a coconut size gap between her and Master.
Lu Jin’an wanted to move his hand upward to see if he could discover any traces of a breast wrap, and looking at the slightly rapid-breathing Senior Sister, he decided to do it.
And at this time, Senior Sister’s tightened arms relaxed a bit, so he quietly but quickly moved up again.
Then, his fingers touched a soft piece of cloth.
Not a breast wrap... if it were, it couldn’t be so loose.
So, is Senior Sister truly ’self-conscious’ about having a small chest?
Lu Jin’an pondered, not noticing the slight smile at the corner of Mu Qingyue’s mouth.
Surprise, it’s only a joy if it surprises...
She tightened her legs.
Lu Jin’an felt it, so he didn’t dwell much on the issue of Senior Sister’s chest, instead taking out a Communication Compass to contact Jiang Wuya.
Of course, without visual contact.
"Saint Heir, do you have any instructions?"
Lu Jin’an looked at Senior Sister’s mischievous moving hand, calmly saying, "You can try to investigate the relation between Wuji Demon Sect and Yang Guan... you can figure it out yourself."
Saying this, he briefly recounted the matter regarding Wu Liang, keeping his voice consistently calm.
Mu Qingyue held onto her ’Ming Staff’, thinking that Junior Brother’s body wasn’t as calm as his voice.
’It’s a pity Qingmiao Palace is too far, can’t use the Communication Compass directly, otherwise show Nanzhi every day.’
’And Aunt Ruo, would she peek in the meantime?’
Thinking this, she couldn’t help curling her toes a bit more, just the thought of Aunt Ruo’s reaction made her feel a subtle excitement.
"Senior Sister?" Lu Jin’an turned, surprised, looking at Mu Qingyue; he hadn’t done anything extra, so how come she was so... happy?
Lu Jin’an ended the contact with Jiang Wuya, then joked with a smile, "Did you think of something? Why so... hmm?"
He glanced at the table, where Qiu Qingtang lay, this fox spirit still hadn’t awakened.
"A happy thing." Mu Qingyue’s tense body gradually relaxed, "Junior Brother likes those older than you, right?"
Lu Jin’an pondered for a few seconds before speaking, "Feelings like this depend on fate..."
"Get to the point."
"Indeed!" Lu Jin’an nodded, "I like older sisters!"
"Does my mother count as a sister too?"
"Older, older sister!" Lu Jin’an earnestly said, "A mature older sister."
"Because older sisters take care of people?"
"That’s part of it."
"But..." Mu Qingyue shifted her position, "I can’t cook, never washed clothes, can’t paint, nor tailor..."
"I like Senior Sister." Lu Jin’an withdrew his hand; although he grew up with Senior Sister, he didn’t really understand her, but now, the cool and reticent Senior Sister... is very endearing.
"Can you prove it?"
Lu Jin’an leaned in to give her a kiss on the lips, but Mu Qingyue shook her head, looking ’down’ at the hand that played mischief earlier.
Lu Jin’an looked at Senior Sister, slowly raising his left hand, placing two fingers in front of her.
Mu Qingyue lightly brushed her tongue against them.
Lu Jin’an watched her, thinking that Senior Sister was indeed a bit of an M, liking this way of proving affection.
So... the more you ’hit’ her, the better proof of your liking?
"Senior Sister, you’re quite odd."
Focusing solely, Mu Qingyue didn’t respond to Lu Jin’an’s words, only her chilled cheeks became more flushed, her body temperature seeming to rise a bit.
Meanwhile, unbeknownst to this Senior Sister and Junior Brother...
In the heavens, a white jade flying boat neared the Qingmiao Domain’s territory.
Zhu Nanzhi dazedly stared in the direction of the Master’s room.
Not long ago, the Master strangely returned to her room.
And inside the room, lying on the bed, Xiao Yinruo stared blankly at her unpainted jasmine-white fingers.
What on earth... had she been doing just now!?
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