I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon-Chapter 293 - 138 Empress: "Detestable little thief, I won’t talk to you anymore! Fallen Fairy!

Chen Mo watched the scene before him, his gaze slightly dazed.

As the large gown slipped off, Shen Zhixia’s alluring figure appeared before his eyes. She was wearing a thin gray silk nightdress, the hem was very short, almost level with the root of her legs. Her tight yet fleshy legs resembled jade pillars, radiating a lustrous sheen like milky jade.

Two thin straps hung on her fragrant shoulders, the neckline forming a deep V shape, as her proud chest pushed the bodice upward.

The back of the nightdress was completely hollowed, the smooth back without any flaw, even visible from the side...

"Brother, do I look good?" Shen Zhixia asked timidly.

"Beautiful." Chen Mo nodded seriously.

The half-hidden beauty was more enticing than being fully uncovered.

The corner of the garment bore the Whip Woman Hero’s logo, a nightdress that was part of a stack of design sketches given to the shop owner when Ling Ningzhi and I visited the Jinxiu Workshop.

But it still shouldn’t be officially on sale yet.

"Where did this nightdress come from?" Chen Mo asked curiously.

"It’s from Aunt... She seems to be a major client at Jinxiu Workshop and can get small clothes that haven’t been released yet..." Shen Zhixia replied.

Indeed, before launching new designs, Jinxiu Workshop takes some samples to warm up the market, only gifting them to the top clients, with a minimum starting at a thousand taels...

How much silver did Aunt spend at Jinxiu Workshop!

Shen Zhixia’s fingers intertwined, blushing as she said, "Brother, do you think I’m shameless dressing like this, considering I haven’t married yet... Actually, I just thought this dress looked really nice and wanted to show it to you..."

"Why would I?" Chen Mo smiled lightly and said softly, "I really like this Chong’er sister."

Shen Zhixia’s cheeks reddened deeper, her bright eyes shimmering with starlight as she seemed to be swirling.

She walked up to Chen Mo, knelt down on the ground, wrapped her arms around Chen Mo’s waist, and leaned her head against his shoulder, whispering:

"Brother, you know, seeing you on the stage, I felt like my heart was about to shatter into pieces..."

"I’m happy that you won the martial arts championship, but it’s okay if you didn’t. All I want is for you to be safe, to always... always stay by my side..."

Chen Mo sighed softly, gently stroking her silky long hair.

The hardest to bear is the affection shown by a beauty.

He never thought of himself as a good person, always acting for his own pleasure. But truly speaking, if he owed anyone emotionally, it was the girl before him...

Shen Zhixia was perceptive, often selectively oblivious, mainly to avoid burdening Chen Mo with stress. This girl was so understanding, it made one’s heart ache.

"I will never leave you."

"Brother, I like you."

"Yeah, I like you too."

The two embraced quietly, the atmosphere indulgent and warm.

But soon, Chen Mo noticed Shen Zhixia’s breath turning rapid and, upon turning his head, found her eyes moist, lips slightly pouted, "Brother, I want a kiss..."

"Okay."

Of course, Chen Mo fulfilled her not-too-excessive wish.

After a long kiss, Shen Zhixia was already weakened from the kiss, her body soft and limbless, leaning against Chen Mo.

At this moment, she sat like a duck, the hem of the already-short skirt lifted up, revealing the lace black fabric, barely wrapping a trace of abundance...

Noticing Chen Mo’s gaze, Shen Zhixia appeared a bit flustered, covering the hem haphazardly and stammered, "A- Aunt said these two pieces are a set, so I wore them..."

"..."

Chen Mo twitched his lips, "What else did my mother say?"

Shen Zhixia lowered her head, her voice soft and sticky, "Aunt also said that I shouldn’t let you take too many advantages now, only after marriage can you, can you..."

Chen Mo found it somewhat amusing.

He Yuzhi worried he’d use up everything and not cherish it, given the many women around him, possibly threatening Shen Zhixia’s position as the main wife.

Aunt truly worries a lot.

Shen Zhixia’s expression showed shyness, the crimson spreading on her fair skin like vibrant peach blossoms in spring, she spoke softly:

"Actually, I’m willing to let brother gain some advantages, but I feel I should listen to Aunt... But there are other ways, I found in a book..."

"What ways?" Chen Mo was somewhat curious.

Shen Zhixia bit her lip, hesitating for a moment, before picking up the pomelo and bending down slowly.

(O_o)??

"What kind of books are you reading regularly!" Chen Mo’s tone was somewhat awkward.

"Mmph mmph!"

Shen Zhixia’s voice was muffled, her clean eyes looking at Chen Mo, resembling an innocent deer. The strong contrast made his heart race, his Qi-Blood surging chaotically within.

Seeing brother’s inability to hold back, Shen Zhixia’s eyes curved into crescents, thinking: "This time, General Li should be outmatched by me, right?"

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The night darkened, the dusk deepened.

In the simply adorned room, Ling Ningzhi sat cross-legged on the mat, her eyes slightly closed, her five hearts facing the sky, Qi swirling around, carrying a divine aura detached from worldly affairs.

But soon the Qi dissipated, as if falling from the clouds to the mundane.

Ling Ningzhi opened her eyes, willow-leaf slender eyebrows slightly furrowed.

"Still can’t calm down..."

Ever since leaving Chen Mansion, she had been unsettled, unable to meditate, something unprecedented before.

The body still harbored a difficult feeling to describe, like a blocked hourglass, a stranded boat on the shore... Stuck between up and down, the sensation was highly discomforting.

Ling Ningzhi clamped her legs together, rubbing anxiously.

The electric-like numbness mixed with a bit of soreness made her cheeks instantly flush.