Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 817 - 352: Aunt Ruo’s Affection and the First Sword Immortal’s Atonement
In a private room filled with scattered clothes, the auction sounds from the one-way Communication Compass resonate amidst the lingering heat.
The soft cushions on the Beauty Couch are haphazardly draped over the edge, marred with creases and claw marks, silently narrating a story of their own.
Amidst the swirling incense, a woman with an exquisite figure stands on one foot, wearing a silver high heel adorned with diamonds. Her sheer white stockings delicately lift her foot, as if shrouded in a veil of white mist.
The muscles of her slender, shapely calves beneath the white silk are subtly tensed, highlighting the exquisite contours. Her rosy-white skin peeks through the runs in the stockings, exuding a distinct beauty.
Her snow-white hands brace against the wall, sliding up and down, leaving traces of gentle, disordered fingerprints as they fall weakly.
Lu Jin'an stretches out his hands along Xiao Yinruo's snow-white arms, intertwining his fingers with her slender, delicate ones, resting his chin on her warm, fragrant shoulder, leaving a kiss on her swan-like neck that rises and falls with each breath.
Xiao Yinruo slowly regains her senses. Her side profile clings to her dark hair, her cheeks flushed, eyes of peach blossoms holding an intoxicating allure between her brows. All the gentle actions from Lu Jin'an seem to melt into her heart.
She can't help but lean over, and once again, turns to kiss Lu Jin'an.
Lu Jin'an sees in her peach blossom eyes, twinkling, little hearts.
He finds himself smiling spontaneously.
If Nanzhi is a Little Greedy Cat, then Aunt Ruo is the Big Greedy Cat.
And a particularly strong Big Greedy Cat at that.
Truly, following a lineage.
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In the flower pot on the table in the private room, gardenias are in full bloom. The hot spring pool is shrouded in mist, rippling lightly, though it has long since emptied.
In front of the small table, Lu Jin'an casually drapes a robe over his shoulders as he sits on the Beauty Couch, peeling an orange in his hand.
Lying across his legs, Xiao Yinruo's hair is slightly damp, her delicate cheeks still tinged with a faint blush, her elegant and supple body wrapped in a simple silk robe, showcasing her ample bust and slender waist.
From beneath the robe hem, her long, jade-like legs are exposed, snow-white and smooth, flawless.
Resting on Lu Jin'an's legs, she lies on her side, her full and round thighs pressed together, barely hinting at the snow-paste gap between her legs, arousing imagination.
Her evenly toned, slender, and beautiful calves lie angularly crossed, revealing the smooth alabaster-like instep.
Her ten neatly arranged, pinkish pearl-like curled toes slightly tremble, as if still savoring something, tempting to taste.
Her hair lightly covers her face, her captivating peach blossom eyes slightly closed, with her dark, silky hair gently swaying with her breathing, complementing her blushing complexion that carries a cat-like contented allure.
"The auction is really long; the whole morning has passed, and it still hasn't ended."
As he tosses a piece of orange into his mouth, Lu Jin'an watches the scene in the Communication Compass, talking to himself: "Why does it feel like the person in charge of Qilin Treasure House is stalling for time?"
Hearing his voice, Xiao Yinruo opens her eyes, turning her head to look up at him, a hint of bashful astonishment flashing in her gaze.
This little rascal doesn't feel tired at all, how can he still be so energetic?
Even though his injuries aren't fully healed...
She's already feeling so blissfully satisfied.
Thinking of this, Xiao Yinruo can't help but slightly bend her legs, her thighs tensing into soft yet defined lines, trembling slightly as she shifts gently.
"Are you hungry?" She asks softly, raising her hand to place it on Lu Jin'an's thigh.
Lu Jin'an glances down at Xiao Yinruo: "I thought you had fallen asleep."
Saying this, a smile involuntarily surfaces in his eyes, thinking of what phrase from Aunt Ruo's voice struck him the most: without a doubt, it was "How can a few times be enough?".
Xiao Yinruo, with a demeanor like a gentle breeze and clear moon, says such words with peach blossom cheeks; how could one not be moved? 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
Xiao Yinruo tucks the hair by her cheek behind her ear, whispering: "It's rare for you to visit the Qingmiao Domain, I can't get enough of seeing you, how could I bear to sleep?"
Seeing the comfort of satisfaction between her brows, Lu Jin'an hands a piece of orange to her mouth, while his hand slips inside her robe.
Xiao Yinruo is startled and grips his wrist: "You're still injured, rest, rest for a while..."
Lu Jin'an chuckles and obediently withdraws his hand—he merely wanted to tease Aunt Ruo.
Although he didn't feel as weak as he did previously facing his Senior Sister, it is truly exhausting.
This exhaustion is entirely attributed to not having fully recovered from his injuries.
Of course, it's also because Aunt Ruo is at that fierce age.
More importantly, Aunt Ruo is far stronger than Master...
Xiao Yinruo quietly lets out a breath, quickly propping herself up on his thigh to sit, leaning against the Beauty Couch's backboard, flexing her legs to rest on Lu Jin'an's shoulder: "How about Aunt orders some food to be brought in?"
Lu Jin'an looks at himself, then at her robe: "Dressed like this, won't anyone notice?"
Xiao Yinruo gathers her long hair over one shoulder, softly saying: "I'll have the disciples of Qingmiao Palace send it over."
"Better not." Lu Jin'an shakes his head after some thought: "Let's head back once we finish shopping, it's just about time to bid on a few Divine Soul treasures."
"It's alright, Aunt brought you out for business." Xiao Yinruo forms a hand spell with one hand, the water-like spiritual power vanishing from the room, she chuckles slightly: "And to give you a surprise."
