Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 702 - 306 "Cream, do you really need to make such an unnecessary effort?"_2

But those big, twinkling eyes kept staring at the six-layer cake saved for the best part, and then... the faster she ate.

She quickly swept the delicacies off the table, puffed her little cheeks, and quickly jumped off the stone bench, reaching her hands towards the cake.

"Cake, cake, you can't run, Zhiyu will eat you..."

Watching Zhiyu's small figure run a little further away, Pei Wanyu turned her head just as Lu Jin'an leaned in and covered her red lips.

Her phoenix eyes instantly widened, her soft body tensed a bit, and Pei Wanyu instinctively turned her head in panic: "Zhi, Zhiyu..."

Lu Jin'an chuckled: "Master, didn't you want her not to leave, so why are you so nervous now?

Don't move around, what if Zhiyu hears something and thinks we're sneakily eating something and comes back?"

As he spoke, Lu Jin'an's big hand was already slowly lifting her skirt, revealing a pair of luscious legs wrapped in thin black silk stockings under the high-waisted Ru skirt.

Pei Wanyu looked at his playful eyes, suddenly reached out to press his hand with a light smile: "Just like this?"

"Hmm?" Lu Jin'an was curious but didn't ask much, just watched his master with great interest.

Pei Wanyu removed his big hand, and then lightly stepped back two steps, letting the outer long-sleeved shirt fall to her elbow.

In the slightly changed expression of Lu Jin'an, she raised her hand and untied the belt at her waist, her exquisite body moving slightly like a mermaid, and soon, the Ru skirt slipped from her fine body to her feet, like a pile of flowers.

Her top and the long-sleeved shirt also slid open to her elbow, thus exposing Pei Wanyu's smooth, creamy white, plump and snowy tender body in the pavilion, leaving only a set of dark red lace underwear and the black pantyhose on her legs.

The lingerie straps, contrasting sharply with her white skin, pressed on her creamy shoulders, sloping down, slightly lifting the snowy scenery.

The most striking was that the upper third part of the bra was a different light gauze structure from the dark red, showing hints beneath.

Pei Wanyu lightly raised her arms and slightly turned her head to look at Lu Jin'an, the snowy scenery behind interweaving with her to create a mesmerizing view.

Lu Jin'an never expected his master to take such a bold move. In the past, he would surely have greedily ogled, but now, after one glance, he instinctively looked toward Zhiyu.

Zhiyu's small figure was still chasing the cake — because there were space rules around the cake, she couldn't eat it immediately.

Reviewing was also a bit difficult for her.

But the problem was, because the cake wasn't flying fast, she was only ten meters away from the pavilion, and with just a turn of her head, she could see what was happening!

If she saw...

Lu Jin'an didn't even know why he was so nervous.

Then, he heard Pei Wanyu's teasing voice: "I've stripped to this point, how come you're the one who doesn't dare to look, huh?"

With these words, Pei Wanyu lightly twisted her waist and walked in front of Lu Jin'an, bending down as if the strap would snap the next second.

She gently lifted Lu Jin'an's chin, leaned close to his ear: "You're nervous, not excited, because it reminds you of past shadows, right?"

Lu Jin'an's expression froze, but with his master's words, he indeed understood where his nervousness stemmed from.

The terrifying experiences at a young age made him unconsciously not want young Zhiyu to see this scene.

Because deep down, such things terrified him as a child.

"Master's right." Pei Wanyu observed Lu Jin'an's expression, her soft body sitting on his lap, her left arm lightly wrapped around his neck, her red-rouged fingers kneading his nape: "Isn't that so?"

Lu Jin'an lightly coughed: "No, otherwise how could I room with Nanzhi, right?"

"You already mentioned Nanzhi." Pei Wanyu raised her hand with a smile, her jet-black hair cascading down like ink: "Before meeting her, didn't you stay by Master's side for eight years?"

Lu Jin'an looked at his master's silky hair, inhaling the rich fragrance wafting into his nose, his throat subtly moved up and down.

"Master never teased you before?" Pei Wanyu continued leaning close to his ear, her right hand slowly undoing his belt: "Didn't I also bathe with you before, now..."

Her slender hand gradually rotating: "Have you grown up and forgotten how well Master treated you?"

Lu Jin'an involuntarily sat up straight, feeling his master's tenderness, his breath became uncontrollably rapid.

Pei Wanyu's left hand moved away from his nape, gradually slipping his outer shirt off, her fingers sliding into his collar, softly caressing his back.

She guessed correctly—originally teasing seven parts, probing three.

Unexpectedly, she truly guessed right, no wonder her good disciple happily peeped with Qingyue, yet didn't want Zhiyu to see anything.

Not just because Zhiyu was young, but also afraid Zhiyu would be shadowed.

In a youthful mindset, hearing in might just be 'torture' and 'violence', not understanding the intrinsic beauty.

So since she guessed right, as his master, she had to help him overcome this shadow.

Both for him and for herself.

"Relax." Pei Wanyu's right hand slightly exerted force: "Master won't be the Empress Dowager in your mind, think of Master as Lu Yunzhu, alright?"

Lu Jin'an turned slightly to look at his master, as if seeing a familiar eighteen-year-old face in a flash.

He instinctively held Pei Wanyu's thigh... the feel wasn't right.

The familiar face in his vision shattered, replaced by his master's face.

A trace of astonishment flashed in Pei Wanyu's eyes, could the sorcery she secretly cast be dissolved by a Tribulation Crossing Realm disciple?

Was this reasonable?

"Master." Lu Jin'an slowly spoke: "You worried too much, your disciple now isn't scared to that extent.

If truly that scared, I wouldn't have been able to room with Nanzhi in Nanzhuo Domain."

"Moreover." Lu Jin'an cheerfully leaned in: "When your disciple bathed with you before, wasn't my body quite healthy?"

Saying this, he glanced at Zhiyu's bouncing figure: "Indeed, part of it is as you said, but Zhiyu isn't Senior Sister, how could she lead astray?"

"Really?" Pei Wanyu gently tapped with her right hand: "Then why doesn't Master feel that lively bounce from before?"

"I'm just worried you'd get nervous."

Pei Wanyu gave a provocative "oh?" as she laughed: "What major storms hasn't Master seen to get nervous?"

"Then I must see who truly gets nervous." Lu Jin'an suddenly formed a spell, causing the flying cake to stop at the corner, and after Zhiyu cheered, she squatted at the corner, showing only half a back.

As long as she slightly turned her head, Zhiyu could see everything here.

Pei Wanyu glanced back, her eyes gleamed slightly but she didn't say anything.

After all, her good disciple said there's a partial reason, so let's just overcome it.

"Is it just that?"

"Of course not." Lu Jin'an took out a porcelain bottle, lifted the lid, and a faint creamy fragrance wafted.

"Light cream." Lu Jin'an smiled: "I didn't use this when I gave you a massage last time, now it's just right to use...

Master, do you think Zhiyu will smell the scent and look over?"

Pei Wanyu would be lying if she said she wasn't nervous, but she didn't want to be manipulated by her disciple.

She reached out for the porcelain bottle in his hand, slightly shaking it, letting the mouth tilt towards the shadow of her chest: "Like this?"

"Yes." Lu Jin'an watched this scene eagerly, waiting for her fingers to shake.

But...

Pei Wanyu placed the porcelain bottle back on the table, her voice carrying a few hints of seduction: "Not as good as yours~"

Lu Jin'an's breath hitched, watching Pei Wanyu leave his lap, showcasing her enchanting figure while slowly crouching down.

Her thighs appeared fuller, while her chest rested on her knees.

"Just cream..."

Pei Wanyu looked up at Lu Jin'an, her phoenix eyes rippling with tender mist: "Do you really need to prepare such a fuss?"

With these words, Lu Jin'an saw his master's body flash demonically for a moment, then he smelled a familiar fragrance he'd smelled before.

Pei Wanyu traced a finger from Lu Jin'an's knee down to his calf, her sultry voice carrying a barely discernible tremor.

"But now... you have to take it yourself, my good disciple~"

She tiptoed slightly, her figure gently swaying left and right, more beautiful than the snowy scenery.

"So, how does my good disciple want to take it?

Oh right, don't let Zhiyu smell it~"

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