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You'll definitely love it when you see it!
Thinking of Su Mu's satisfied smile, two blushes rose on Li Qinghan's face, filled with anticipation.
Inside the room, Su Mu had already begun tasting the strawberries.
He opened his mouth and precisely took the tip of the strawberry, which was trembling slightly with nervousness and anticipation, into his mouth. He felt its warm, soft, and smooth texture.
It's incredibly rich, with a uniquely sweet aroma. A fragrant scent fills the nostrils and lingers.
He was reluctant to swallow the food hastily, as if savoring the most precious delicacy in the world. He only extended the tip of his nimble tongue, patiently and with an exploratory air...
The sensation lingered around the already sensitive and erect strawberry, circling it, sometimes gently sucking, sometimes licking it delicately like honey, feeling...
It gradually hardened and became hotter between my lips and tongue.
"Mmm, Mu'er, these strawberries need to be savored carefully to know their wonderful flavor... but how could you... do this~"
Hu Chanyuan felt a tingling sensation all over her body from his "eating method," and couldn't help but let out a suppressed yet sweet sound from her throat, the last syllable of which trembled with unbearable discomfort.
She was currently making a lap pillow for Su Mu, letting him rest comfortably on her soft, supple thighs. Her left fingertips gently caressed...
His head was filled with endless tenderness.
Her right hand slid down his muscular chest, with a touch of shyness and even greater courage, clumsily gliding over his taut, rock-like waist and abdomen.
But she massaged him with utmost gentleness, trying to soothe the lingering, unquenchable urge that could be felt even through his clothes.
Her technique was undoubtedly clumsy, even somewhat haphazard, but her heart was burning with passion. Her palms were sweating with nervousness and emotion.
A fine sweat broke out, and with her vigorous massage, it produced a subtle, sticky gurgling sound that made one blush, in the quiet...
The room, filled with a warm and inviting atmosphere, seemed particularly clear and alluring.
Su Mu's left hand was held tightly in the palm of Su Zhixiao, who was fast asleep beside him, the whole time. The little girl's sleeping face was peaceful and serene.
Her long eyelashes, like butterfly wings, rested on her eyes, and a faint, satisfied smile even played on her lips, for she knew that what she relied on most...
Her most trusted brother was right there beside her, protecting her, which made her feel incredibly safe.
In a daze, she seemed to have fallen into a warm, blurry, and bizarre dream.
In her dream, her brother and Aunt Hu were by her bedside. Perhaps because she was sleeping soundly, they quietly enjoyed some fruit to relieve their boredom.
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She saw her brother holding a huge, round, and incredibly plump honeydew melon. The melon was perfectly shaped, with smooth and radiant skin.
It is smooth, like the finest white jade.
The older brother's long, strong fingers sank deeply into the seemingly soft, smooth, and elastic "melon bowl," his knuckles distinct, as if carefully...
They measured and grasped its astonishing weight and excellent elasticity with a sense of unease, as if afraid of breaking it if they were not careful.
And in his mouth was a bright red strawberry, as if still glistening with morning dew, held so intently and completely, his cheek turned to the side.
The lines are meticulously drawn.
Aunt Hu seemed to disapprove of her brother's way of eating strawberries, and let out a series of coquettish scoldings that sounded both angry and happy, with a lisp and a sob in her voice.
"Mu, Mu'er, how come you eat strawberries so much? Aunt Hu hasn't even helped you with your diarrhea yet, and it's already almost time!"
Aunt Hu's voice came intermittently in my dream, carrying an indescribable tone that was both painful and joyful.
Helping her solve her problems? Su Zhixiao, still half-asleep, slightly furrowed her delicate brows, her mind hazy as she pondered. Oh, right, it must be Aunt Hu...
She's giving her brother a massage to relieve his fatigue! They have such a deep bond!
The dream was a bit strange, though. Aunt Hu, who kept saying she'd help her brother "solve his problems," herself seemed to be a pool of spring water.
She collapsed softly like water.
Even so, her soft, boneless hands did not stop, as if she would not give up until she achieved her goal.
"No, no, Mu'er!!!"
A suppressed sob, like a mournful cry, escaped her lips. Her plump body jolted violently as if electrocuted, and then she lost all strength.
And the older brother finally finished eating the strawberry and enjoyed the attentive massage.
In return, he generously gifted Aunt Hu a large bottle of warm, nutritious milk, which she had worked so hard for.
In the dream, the older brother seemed a bit clumsy, or perhaps because he was too relaxed after the "massage," the container of milk failed to...
He tried to catch it, but it all spilled out, soaking and recklessly pouring onto Aunt Hu's smooth, white bosom, making a complete mess.
It was so white it was dazzling, and the air seemed to be filled with a unique and rich milky aroma.
How could my brother be so careless? He can't even hold a bottle properly, haha. But, seeing my brother occasionally showing this clumsy side...
She's lost her usual composure, which makes her look rather adorable!
In her dream, Su Zhixiao vaguely thought that her consciousness was sinking into warm seawater, being pulled into an even deeper, more unconscious sleep.
The smile on her lips deepened, making her look innocent and naive.
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Chapter Thirty-Six: You're His Aunt!
As dusk fell, Li Zhaoning, having finished dealing with the remaining matters in the peach blossom grove, returned to the palace looking exhausted.
In recent days, the demonic disturbances in Linhe Town, preparations for the Heavenly Pride Gathering, the cleanup of the Peach Blossom Forest, and daily government affairs have all weighed heavily on the mind of Prince Ning.
I felt a bit tired.
Not to mention that she had just fought a fierce battle with Mu'er in the peach blossom forest against a mysterious cultivator at the peak of the Golden Core stage. Even though she received the yang energy from Mu'er, she was still slightly weakened.
He looked tired.
She subconsciously glanced towards the courtyard where Su Mu lived, a warm feeling rising in her heart—
There was still some good news, after all, in that dimly lit space, she poured out her heart to Mu'er, and Mu'er responded warmly.
He had kept his word. Just seeing Mu'er now, even if it was just to exchange a few words, would wash away all his weariness.
However, when she turned the corner of the corridor and her gaze fell on Su Mu's door, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.
Hu Chanyuan was seen quietly retreating from the room, her face slightly disheveled, her cheeks still flushed, like a ripe peach.
Her clothes seemed somewhat disheveled, the collar slightly open, revealing a delicate curve. Upon seeing Li Zhaoning, Hu Chanyuan clearly...
Startled, a hint of panic flashed in her eyes, and she subconsciously tugged at her clothes.
This scene, like an ice spike, instantly pierced Li Zhaoning's heart.
What is Chan Yuan doing in Mu'er's room?! She's actually tidying her clothes like this, and her face is so red!
An indescribable surge of bitterness and anger welled up within her, almost shattering her usual calm and composure.
"Chan Yuan." Li Zhaoning's voice was unreadable, even colder than usual. "Come and have a cup of tea with me."
Hu Chanyuan's heart tightened. Looking into Li Zhaoning's eyes, which seemed to see through everything, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow.
Candles had already been lit in the hall. Li Zhaoning dismissed the maids and personally poured two cups of tea slowly and deliberately, pushing one of them towards Hu Chan.
In front of Yuan, the atmosphere was so tense it was almost suffocating.
“Chanyuan,” Li Zhaoning picked up her teacup, her fingertips gently tracing the rim, but her gaze was sharp as a blade fixed on Hu Chanyuan’s face, “Mu’er and Xiaoxiao…”
How is your recovery going?
Hu Chanyuan held the slightly hot teacup, her fingertips a little white, and forced herself to remain calm, saying, "Everything...everything is fine. The bruises on Mu'er's body have faded a bit."
Xiaoxiao ate some porridge and vegetables, then went back to sleep.
"Hmm." Li Zhaoning nodded slightly, took a sip of tea, and asked casually, "What were you doing in their room just now?"
Hu Chanyuan's heart skipped a beat, and she said absentmindedly, "Just check on Mu'er's injuries and see how she's recovering."
"Oh?" Li Zhaoning put down her teacup with a soft sound, her sharp gaze sweeping over Hu Chanyuan's slightly open collar. "Your concern..."
Do I need to take off my clothes?
Hu Chanyuan subconsciously hugged her ample bosom, her cheeks flushed even more, and her voice stammered, "What nonsense are you talking about!"
“What I mean is,” Li Zhaoning’s tone remained calm, yet carried an undeniable air of authority, “that you examined Mu’er’s body, could it be…”
"Do I need to take his clothes off? Or are you taking off your own?"
"Then, then we definitely have to take off... Mu'er's clothes for inspection!" Hu Chanyuan was at a loss when pressed for answers.
"Is that so? If that's the case, why are you so alarmed?"
"I... I'm just embarrassed to explain in detail. After all... Mu'er has grown up, and there's a difference between boys and girls."
"Since you know there are differences between men and women, and you're embarrassed to elaborate," Li Zhaoning's voice suddenly turned cold, "then you should understand even more when you're with Mu'er in the future."
How should one write the words "one must respect oneself"?
The words carried a strong warning. Upon hearing them, Hu Chanyuan instinctively flinched, but then a surge of inexplicable anger welled up within her.
They came up.
She raised her head, a hint of petulance in her voice, and said, "I'm his aunt! What's there to avoid suspicion when an elder cares about a younger person and examines their health?!"
"You still know you're his aunt?!" Li Zhaoning's voice rose slightly, her anger and jealousy finally overflowing, revealing a deep-seated resentment in her words.
Silk.
"Your foxy stench is almost unbearable! What did you do in Mu'er's room just now to get yourself like this?"
His face turned bright red!
As she spoke, Li Zhaoning suddenly took out a small, delicate mirror and threw it into Hu Chanyuan's arms: "Look at yourself! How red your face is!"
"You dare say you didn't do anything?!"
Hu Chanyuan subconsciously picked up the mirror, and a face as beautiful as a peach blossom was reflected in it, her eyes indeed carrying a hint of lingering charm.
She was stunned, recalling how, just moments before in the room, Mu'er had merely eaten a strawberry that she had fed to her lips—that intimate touch and...
The boy's absorbed and focused spirituality allowed her to...
But she had indeed helped Mu'er relax and regain some energy; wasn't that a merit? Thinking this way, a feeling of satisfaction arose in her heart.
A hint of hidden pride emanated from him.
"Hmph!" Hu Chanyuan put down the mirror, straightened her back, and her chest curves became even more alluring. "What Mu'er and I do is none of your business."
The more she spoke, the more reasonable she felt, and her tone became somewhat provocative: "Besides, at least I restored Mu'er's energy! If you're still not satisfied..."
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"You're so capable. ...If you're so capable, why don't you go help Mu'er too!"
"However, does our Prince Ning have such audacity? After Mu'er enters the palace, you should register him as a citizen, according to the laws of the Great Zhao Dynasty,"
He is your rightful son!
Having said that, she ignored Li Zhaoning's ashen face, stood up, and turned away with a swaying gait, especially her round and pert buttocks.
He twisted with great pride, as if he had won a battle.
"You vixen!" Li Zhaoning watched her retreating figure, so angry she almost ground her teeth to powder. How dare she admit it so bluntly?!
And they're still so arrogant! They even dared to provoke me?!
But amidst her anger, a sense of grievance and resentment also welled up inside her. How could this vixen possibly compare to her genuine feelings for Mu'er? She… she was willing…
He must be after Mu'er's beauty, unlike me... It's... it's the familial bond that's turned sour...
"Ugh, I feel like I'm the more shameless one," Li Zhaoning thought angrily, and couldn't help but blame Hu Chanyuan in her heart.
Having known each other for many years and being as close as sisters, this was the first time these two best friends had argued so fiercely, and the trigger was something that made her...
They were both boys who were deeply concerned for each other. They couldn't stand each other's attitude of wanting to possess Su Mu.
But Hu Chanyuan's final provocative words were like a spark that landed in Li Zhaoning's heart. A rebellious feeling arose spontaneously.