Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me

The roof of the Huangyu Palace at Taichu Hall is paved with Star Marrow Luminous Stones, resembling outstretched wings. Under the moon's cool glow, the shadow it casts on the ground appears as vibrant as a sunset, full of grace.

In the silent night of the mountain valley, one can seemingly hear the sound of birds and the cascading streams like snow over jade, flowing through the peaks of Yunding.

In the bedroom, amidst the faint flicker of candlelight, a cool and moist breeze brushes against Lu Jin'an's face, yet it cannot mask a certain warmth.

Having become skilled in the "Dragon and Phoenix Attraction Technique," Lu Jin'an watched his Master, who bit her lip lightly. An unexpected glint flickered in his eyes as he focused more intensely on the gaze and feeling.

Looking at the increasingly alluring Pei Wanyu, he playfully squeezed the garter of his Master's gray silk stockings with a mischievous hand.

Instantly, a tender softness filled his fingers, and the white, delicate skin clearly bore two faint indents from his touch.

At that moment, Pei Wanyu, like a trembling cuckoo, looked down at Lu Jin'an with her lower lip decorated with a beauty spot. Her half-open lips seemed even more vividly red, but the mist in her eyes blurred her view of his face.

Yet she still teased with a mix of bashfulness and annoyance, "You little rascal, are you trying to get yourself killed?"

"It feels good," Lu Jin'an replied earnestly, the subtle sensation from his palm deeply lingering in his mind.

Pei Wanyu took a deep breath, the veins faintly visible on her slender, white neck adding a layer of sensuality amidst the sheen of sweat: "You like legs so much, yet I've never seen you cuddling them to sleep before."

Feigning curiosity, Lu Jin'an asked, "Then what does this disciple cuddle while sleeping?"

With a soft laugh, Pei Wanyu adjusted the strap of her bra from her arm to her forearm, the sound of the strap snapping against her skin resounding as her fingers played with it. The purple bra together with her pale skin framed a teasing allure.

"Haven't you always liked to snuggle with 'Pian'an Yiyu' for sleeping? And besides..." Pei Wanyu's moist fingertips grazed his abs, her brows laced with irresistible charm: "Didn't you say you wanted to eat fish tonight? Why aren't you eating?"

"I've already tasted the little fish; the big fish can wait for later."

Lu Jin'an was about to speak when Mu Qingyue, who had been silent for a while, suddenly started speaking ahead of him.

"Do you dare to let Junior Brother eat the big fish now?" she said, chuckling softly, her cold tone laced with teasing: "You're already at the third stroke of '正,' how can you let Junior Brother have more?"

As her words fell, her gaze dropping, the amusement in her red eyes deepened.

"Clearly Junior Brother didn't open the Dao Palace, nor did he use the jumping Fasting Pill. It's all just superficial contact, yet weaker than before, isn't it, Junior Brother?"

Pei Wanyu's expression stiffened, her eyes glancing briefly at Lu Jin'an before looking over at Mu Qingyue with her arms crossed: "Ha... Does it seem a bit 'weak' now?

Moreover, I haven't even intentionally regained my strength!"

"At the pace you're going now, you'll definitely beg Junior Brother for mercy much sooner than before..." Mu Qingyue lightly pinched Lu Jin'an's earlobe, exerting a bit of pressure: "Junior Brother, say something～"

Pei Wanyu also turned to look at Lu Jin'an, who wrapped his arms around his Master's soft waist while she tiptoed and half-squatted: "I think it's because of Master squatting with effort in her legs, so why not let this disciple take care of you?"

"You hear that?" Pei Wanyu tucked the stray strands of hair behind her ear: "You're just speaking nonsense."

Mu Qingyue glanced away indifferently, but she noted the rhythm in her heart.

Even though tightening one's legs did enhance the sensation, it was still comparably weak.

Clearly, it was she who allowed Junior Brother just a taste, yet she was the one satisfied first, huh...

From the prominent branch of the Phoenix Clan, born as a Black Phoenix, yet... as weak as a chick!

How could such a mighty physique be so weak in this matter?

Pei Wanyu caught sight of Mu Qingyue's 'disdaining' gaze towards her, stirring a mix of shame and annoyance within her.

She didn't even feel tired yet, so where was this 'weakness'?

Besides, wasn't it all because their beloved disciple was too amazing... Speaking of which, even with the cool thighs of that girl Qingyue as his pillow, why hadn't the kid changed at all?

With these thoughts, Lu Jin'an spoke again: "Master, let this disciple take care of you."

"Junior Brother, you're too hasty; it's only been thirty minutes." Mu Qingyue pressed his shoulder, speaking coolly: "It's rare for the three of us... I don't want to replace her position too soon, letting her watch enviously from the side."

"You..." Pei Wanyu glared shyly and angrily at Mu Qingyue, just about to lecture her, when Mu Qingyue continued unhurriedly: "With your looks, body, and aura, no matter how mature and attractive to Junior Brother you may be, you ultimately lack experience, so..."

"So what?" Pei Wanyu directly interrupted her: "Don't underestimate me, after all, I am your..."

She took a deep breath, slowly straightening her body as she gathered her still damp, silky black hair to her back.

On her smooth, fragrant shoulders, only the left strap of her bra lingered in an enticing, precarious manner.

After giving Mu Qingyue a sidelong look, she lowered her head to glance at Lu Jin'an. With her slender, graceful legs bending anew, they knelt on the bed, her calves pressing into the sheets slightly.

Her delicately beautiful gray-silk legs with bare toes pressed into the sheets, their souls glistening through the moist layer, and faint, fine lines visible under her toes and soles.

After a brief silence, she chuckled lightly as her gray-silk-clad long legs tensed from thigh to ankle, revealing supple yet strong lines.