"I couldn’t tell, you actually have such a large chest... You didn’t use something weird, did you?"
Outside the kitchen, Qiu Qingtang slightly bent over, staring at the contour outlined by Mu Qingyue’s clothes across her chest, marveling as she spoke more and more, feeling her words were accurate: "Otherwise, no matter how you bind it, it’s impossible to make it that small..."
"Besides, I can’t sense any traces of you using certain spells."
She lifted her head, her pink eyes unblinkingly watching Mu Qingyue: "Did you take any spiritual elixir?"
As the words lingered, she glanced again at Mu Qingyue’s bulging neckline, through the sheer outer layer, she could vaguely glimpse the full view from the thin jiao ling ruqun.
Hmm, it’s not padded, and it can’t possibly be bound, so it must be because she took some kind of spiritual elixir.
In her impression, the Human Clan indeed had some spiritual elixirs that could reshape the body, Mu Qingyue likely took one of those.
Mu Qingyue shot a faint glance at Qiu Qingtang, although her half-demon bloodline allowed her to change sizes, she didn’t use this talent to alter her bust.
The coconuts are natural!
After all, she shared the same genes with her nominal ’mother’, so how far off could she be given her ’mother’ was so formidable?
"You’re overthinking." Mu Qingyue replied expressionlessly: "If I were to use it, I would have done so a long time ago, why wait till now?"
"Because Young Master Lu said he liked big ones." Qiu Qingtang analyzed methodically: "So you didn’t care before, but now you do."
"Why don’t you take a look at my mother before speaking?"
Listening to Mu Qingyue, Qiu Qingtang choked a bit, seemingly... it did make sense.
"So how did you hide it before?" Qiu Qingtang’s pure face was full of curiosity: "Don’t tell me you used a binder, I know that’s impossible!"
"Secret." Mu Qingyue put ’Morning and Dusk’ into her storage bracelet, arms crossed over her chest, part of her forearm was directly hidden: "That’s why I never got angry because of your teasing before, I know exactly what I’m hiding..."
"And between you and me, there’s a Nanzhi difference."
Qiu Qingtang’s mouth twitched: "You’re actually proud? I’m very satisfied with my figure!
Otherwise, with our demon clan’s bloodline talent, I could surpass you any minute."
"However..." Qiu Qingtang placed her hands on her hips: "The real is the most beautiful."
"Right." Mu Qingyue supported her arms: "The real you haven’t developed as well as the real me."
Qiu Qingtang rolled her eyes: "Don’t you understand the perfect feeling when just right?"
Mu Qingyue retorted: "Overflowing is the most beautiful!"
Qiu Qingtang was about to continue refuting, but then thought, what meaning does it serve to argue about this?
All fruits have their flavors, each has its own pleasure!
Eating only one fruit often will get boring!
With that thought, Qiu Qingtang hummed softly, then quietly asked, "Were you playing well yesterday? Was Young Master Lu scared by you? I saw his mood today was so-so."
"Hmm..." Mu Qingyue raised her right hand, twirling the hair draped over her shoulder, with a slight smile: "He was quite happy yesterday."
Her other hand involuntarily placed on her lower belly, a subtle blush rose on her fair cheeks.
I’m completely the Junior Brother’s now.
Seeing the shy hint on her cold and elegant face, Qiu Qingtang grew more excited, and in a lower voice continued: "So, what kind of fun did you have?" Latest content published on NoveI[F]ire.net
"He hung me up, there were also silver chains, and little bells..." Mu Qingyue’s crimson eyes showed a little moisture, even a trace of reminiscing.
Under the skirt exposing a small section of her calf, her legs gradually closed together: "And more..."
Her tone slowed, which made Qiu Qingtang anxious as she paced back and forth beside her: "And what else? Tell me quickly.
"Also, did it hurt? Do you truly think this kind of play makes you happier, or..."
Before finishing, Lu Jin’an’s voice came from the kitchen: "Stop chatting, come over and take the dishes."
Mu Qingyue started walking: "You won’t understand, so no need to tell you much."
This feeling, only she likes it, no other could like it.
"I just want to hear." Qiu Qingtang hastily followed: "So, did you really become the Jin’an Dog?"
Mu Qingyue paused, leaned towards Qiu Qingtang’s ear, and whispered: "Yeah, and not only that, Junior Brother branded me with an exclusive ’mark’, Master, you certainly know what I mean."
With that, she stepped into the kitchen.
Qiu Qingtang stood still, watching Mu Qingyue’s back, excitement gradually surfacing in her pink eyes.
She certainly understood the meaning of Mu Qingyue’s words, which excited her internally.
The high-cold Sword Immortal of Wandao Sect, really is... too tempting~
"What I’m pursuing is this ultimate contrast in attraction~"
Qiu Qingtang covered her heart, coming to Taichu Hall was the right decision!
The interaction between Young Master Lu and Mu Jianxian, unlike the dual cultivation purpose of the Joyful Union Sect cultivators, nor like the spontaneous urges of demon clan during their mating season.
This... is what fun truly is!
Thinking so, she joyfully walked into the kitchen, sneaking glances at Mu Jianxian who had regained her high-cold aura, smiling as she helped carry the dishes to the stone table in the courtyard.
"Not going to cover your eyes anymore?" Pei Wanyu asked softly as she looked at Mu Qingyue.
She knew the reason Mu Qingyue covered her eyes was to practice swordsmanship, since as a child, her self-control was mediocre, and closing her eyes would make her subconsciously open them.
So might as well blindfold her to train her ’Heart Sword’, now that she dared to remove it, it seems eventually, she won’t need it.