Watching her husband and Mu Qingyue approaching the corridor together, Zhu Nanzhi’s eyes suddenly brightened: "Finally, they’re here... and they’re dressed quite nicely, huh~"
Zhu Nanzhi didn’t ponder much on why her husband was coming over with Senior Mu; she just wanted to open her mouth and boast to Mu Qingyue.
She got up and walked briskly towards them.
Pei Wanyu was also taken aback by her good daughter’s current outfit—just now, she had used her divine sense to peek into the kitchen and hadn’t noticed it at all.
’You should dress beautifully more often. Jin’an has looked at you twice.’
Pei Wanyu thought with a smiling gaze, tilting her head towards Xiao Yinruo: "Speaking of which, we should thank Nanzhi for giving her a sense of urgency."
Xiao Yinruo cast a sidelong glance at her friend: "You’re in this deep, and you’re still pretty happy?"
"Stable in my position, naturally I’m not worried." Pei Wanyu lifted her hand over her ample chest: "You don’t understand the allure a mature woman has for Jin’an~"
Hearing Pei Wanyu’s voice, Xiao Yinruo subconsciously looked down at herself, thinking that ’empathy with Nanzhi’ might boost her strength somewhat if...
’Pah! How could I think of snatching that cabbage I’ve nurtured!’
Xiao Yinruo collected her thoughts, coldly smiled: "Be careful not to stumble!"
Pei Wanyu glanced at Lu Jin’an with a chuckling smile: "You don’t understand."
On the long corridor, Zhu Nanzhi, clad in a deep blue dress, skipped to Mu Qingyue’s side, her tassel gleaming atop her head like a lively young girl.
She deliberately leaned towards Mu Qingyue, asking: "Senior Mu, why are you dressed so prettily?"
Mu Qingyue had a keen nose and immediately caught the unique scent of their Junior Brother around Zhu Nanzhi’s lips and teeth.
She felt Zhu Nanzhi did it on purpose; why else wouldn’t she immediately stick to her Junior Brother?
’Turns out boasting can be done this way.’
Mu Qingyue couldn’t help but turn to ’look’ at Zhu Nanzhi; how did this Holy Daughter of Qingmiao Palace know so much?
At this moment, seeing Mu Qingyue turn to look at her, Zhu Nanzhi’s lips curled into a smile; she must have smelled it, right?
Otherwise, why use such a suspicious expression to look at her?
"Senior Mu, what’s wrong?" Zhu Nanzhi asked as she followed Mu Qingyue’s steps and tilted her head.
Mu Qingyue’s lips curled into a slight smile; if she hadn’t gone to the kitchen, she might have indeed been angered by this shameless Holy Daughter, but now...
She lightly parted her cherry lips: "I feel there’s a floral scent in your mouth."
"Really?" Zhu Nanzhi responded: "But I don’t eat flowers, so how could there..."
As she spoke, her expression paused, her fine nose wrinkling, and the next second she stopped in her tracks, staring wide-eyed at Mu Qingyue.
How come Mu Qingyue also had her husband’s scent?
She opened her mouth, glanced at Mu Qingyue, then at her husband, and remembered that her husband and Mu Qingyue took a bit longer to arrive...
Mu Qingyue also helped her husband?
Zhu Nanzhi’s expression changed, but upon thinking that the timing didn’t match; after all, she didn’t spend long in the kitchen, and her husband was so strong, how could it be in such a short timeframe?
Zhu Nanzhi bit her lip lightly, did Mu Qingyue make her husband happier?
Her husband likes Mu Qingyue more, so...
"Why did you stop?" Mu Qingyue, who had folded back and handed the soup bowl to her Junior Brother, smiled as she ’looked’ at Zhu Nanzhi: "Got upset?"
Lu Jin’an, continuing towards the pavilion, didn’t say a word; he really didn’t expect them to compare in this way.
A Cold Saintess, a high and aloof Sword Immortal, once the mysterious veneer was peeled off, how could they be so provocative, making one...
Lu Jin’an felt a bit of a heartbeat.
He turned to look at his Senior Sister’s tall, slender back; how could she be flat-chested?
"Why did you come back?" Zhu Nanzhi straightened her back, folding her arms, presenting a sharp contrast to Mu Qingyue: "You only ate the leftovers I left."
Mu Qingyue remained nonchalant: "You ate one dish, and I ordered the same one. Can you say what I ate wasn’t fresh?"
Moreover, why is it only permitted for you to eat, and not me?"
Pausing, she continued: "Besides, the Holy Daughter agreed this morning to let me try it, and I am quite action-oriented, so I tried.
And I’ve come to a conclusion: I’m better than you."
"Hehe." Zhu Nanzhi sneered: "You brag on."
Mu Qingyue shook her head: "My lipstick mark is further back, understand?"
Zhu Nanzhi instinctively glanced at her graceful neck, frowning slightly while internally doubting, is this real?
This woman is inexperienced, how is she so strong?
Is she naturally gifted like her own Pristine Immortal Body?
So her husband in such a short time...
Mu Qingyue raised her hand to touch her neck: "So angry already?"
Zhu Nanzhi thought for a moment, feeling it was more jealousy, after all, she hadn’t directly drawn her sword like the previous day and pointed it at Mu Qingyue to fight.
Has her tolerance increased?
Mu Qingyue didn’t know what Zhu Nanzhi was thinking, she just continued: "Yesterday, I didn’t stop you and Junior Brother... you think Junior Brother is just yours?"
Listening to Mu Qingyue’s voice, Zhu Nanzhi glanced in the direction of the pavilion, remembering this was Taichu Peak, Senior Pei’s domain.
So under Senior Pei’s ’matchmaking words’, her husband had no choice but to let Mu Qingyue taste.
"By the way." Mu Qingyue spoke again: "Thank you!"
"Hmm?" Zhu Nanzhi looked at Mu Qingyue in confusion: "What?"
"Thank you." Mu Qingyue’s voice was very sincere: "Your reminder made me understand the saying ’the bold are well-fed, the timid starved.’ I will use my way to thoroughly achieve Junior Brother.