Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 735 - 322: The Sublimation of Senior Sister and Her Mother

"Hmm... Luh..."

In the dim secret chamber, tears danced in the air, and some of them splashed onto Lu Jin'an's white clothes, leaving a striking pattern of tear stains.

In the next moment, Qingyue was tightly embraced in Lu Jin'an's arms.

Her slender, icy-cold hands clutched Lu Jin'an's clothes, her hair disheveled, her face appearing through the haze, like a pear blossom in the rain, yet unable to hide the cherry blossom flush on her cheeks.

A strand of hair cascaded down the side of her face, veiling the suffocating beauty, and masking the undulating blood vessels.

From shoulder to the slender yet firm waist, from the waist to the calf... every inch of skin was tensed, yet it only accentuated Mu Qingyue's cold fragrance and her pitiable appearance.

Lu Jin'an unconsciously licked his lips, the heat in his eyes not diminishing, but rather growing more intense.

This strange emotion was more evident and stronger than the first time he countered Senior Sister.

But this time, he didn't seem to want to suppress this emotion.

Lu Jin'an slid his hands from the back of Senior Sister's head, then gently caressed her cheeks, feeling the sweat on her cold skin.

The unique cold fragrance of Mu Qingyue lingered at the tip of his nose, seemingly more intense than before.

A bit more like the Master's rich fragrance.

Looking at Mu Qingyue, who couldn't seem to open her eyes, Lu Jin'an smiled imperceptibly.

The expression might deceive, but the body's reaction is the most honest 'confession.'

So...

Was Senior Sister's performance just an act earlier, or was it a 'saying she wants to be the master, but her body says otherwise' that even she was unaware of?

Lu Jin'an couldn't tell, but whichever it was, he could feel a certain joy in his heart at this moment.

Especially the expression Senior Sister showed when the coldness surged over.

It was beautiful.

It also made him completely unable to control his instincts.

Lu Jin'an gradually relaxed, Mu Qingyue's delicate body tilted, her hands propped on the ground, her head lowered and gently trembling.

Like pregnancy symptoms, but what fell to the ground were just tears.

Or, like the drool of a young fish wanting food.

But the side of Senior Sister presented was more sensual, more alluring to Lu Jin'an.

The tense body of Mu Qingyue felt electrified, every inch of skin gently trembling, and she even felt her skin beneath her dress was flushed like her face.

It was the first time for such a strong feeling.

This feeling is just too, too... this Junior Brother is truly amazing!

Lowering her head, Mu Qingyue's eyes were bright, as if a strange small heart was floating within.

She was smiling, but also suppressing herself from laughing out loud.

Only she understood how joyful, how happy her heart felt at this moment.

The indescribable throbbing, the suffocating recall, the instinctive feedback...

Mu Qingyue truly wanted to lift her head, to let Lu Jin'an see her expression at this moment.

To recognize the truest... Senior Sister.

Her bent legs couldn't help but come together, and with tearful blurred vision, Mu Qingyue once again felt the heat from Junior Brother's palm.

From the forehead it came...

The next moment, her head was tilted back once again.

Caught off guard, with panic in her heart, Mu Qingyue wanted to change her expression, but it was too late.

The lingering smile, the deliberately humiliated... sketched a particularly sickly, charming delicate face.

Lu Jin'an had made Mu Qingyue lift her head, but the instant he saw this expression, he inexplicably felt as if his heartbeat skipped a beat.

An indescribable feeling rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, a sense of achievement? Pleasure? Heartbeat?

"Senior Sister, you..." Lu Jin'an softly spoke, "Are you smiling?"

Mu Qingyue gazed at him in a daze, feeling the love in her heart wanting to overflow uncontrollably, desiring to be cherished by Junior Brother in this way.

But she dared not speak it aloud.

She feared scaring him, yet feared his tenderness...

Mu Qingyue lightly parted her cherry lips, her voice somewhat hoarse: "Do I... need to cry?"

"You've already cried."

"It's different." Mu Qingyue's voice couldn't rise: "I want to remember this feeling, until, until..."

"Until what?" Lu Jin'an's right hand slipped beneath her long skirt, feeling the slippery touch of silk pants against skin, his voice teasing: "Until you become like this?"

Mu Qingyue's delicate body quivered, Junior Brother's gaze, Junior Brother's tone... so amazing, ah~

She stared fixedly, yet not a word came from her throat.

Lu Jin'an clicked his tongue: "Can't even reply? Or do you want me to make you 'say' pleasant sounds like just now?"

Mu Qingyue sniffled, her eyes seemingly enlarging, as if wanting to imprint this moment of Lu Jin'an deeply into her mind.

Though Junior Brother had once used such tone, such words, and they sounded pleasant too, Mu Qingyue could see his helpless and unnatural expression after uttering those words.

But at this moment, Junior Brother had not a trace of unnaturalness, filled entirely with heartfelt instinct.

This was simply the most perfect Lu Jin'an in Mu Qingyue's heart.

Heartbeat.

Top and bottom hearts.

Lu Jin'an raised his brow, for he sensed Senior Sister's change.

This moment of Senior Sister, she somewhat seemed like the Master.

Of course, an intensely enhanced version of the Master.

But this version of Senior Sister, it was indeed his first time seeing.