Chapter 259: Lu Lang... Please Work Hard!
Miao Fengxian and Su Jingyi parted ways halfway, while Lu Xun, holding onto the slender waist of the demoness, rode with her on the flying sword back home. Throughout the journey, he contemplated how to navigate the complicated situation in the future, which seemed quite challenging.
He had once thought that the demoness and the fairy were the most difficult to handle. Now it seemed that they were just a bit noisy, enjoying some playful banter. The reason was simple—both Miao Fengxian and Su Jingyi were aware of his daring and bold nature. Consequently, they showed special tolerance toward him. Even if something unexpected happened later, they would consider it a matter of course. The most challenging one to deal with now was Xuan Yin.
"Sister."
"In the coming days, I'll spend more time with Xuan Yin," Lu Xun whispered softly into her ear.
Miao Fengxian pursed her lips and replied softly, "You should indeed spend some time with her. This girl's infatuation with you surpasses even my own. The key is that she is unaware of your romantic adventures. I can't imagine how she'd react if she found out one day."
".."
"I..." Lu Xun didn't know what to say, the words lingering in his mind quietly swallowed back.
Miao Fengxian sighed softly, "The first time I saw you, I knew you were a romantic, a flirt. But I never imagined you would go this far. Luckily, you haven't caused any serious harm, which gives me some relief."
"I do have moral boundaries," Lu Xun said quietly.
Miao Fengxian rolled her eyes, scolding him, "Your so-called boundaries, are they about wandering off where you shouldn't? It's one thing if it's me, but you even entangled with Su Jingyi. Don't you know we're arch-enemies? And now, not only enemies but rivals too. It's really frustrating!"
Lu Xun was embarrassed, explaining, "Mature beauties are irresistible. It's human nature."
Hearing his words, the demoness couldn't help but frown slightly, "You indeed seem to lack resistance against mature women. Normally, one would prefer young and beautiful women, but you go the opposite way, Su Jingyi could be your mother."
"I don't mind even if she's a thousand years old, so why would I care if she's in her forties?" Lu Xun hugged the demoness tightly, "Sister, a woman's charm isn't in her age but in her aura, her gracefulness in every movement."
"Hmph."
"You just have a silver tongue." Miao Fengxian rolled her eyes, revealing a faint touch of tenderness and asking gently, "Little thief, are there other women outside?"
"Hey."
"Why do you always ask the same question?" Lu Xun helplessly replied, "No."
Miao Fengxian pursed her lips, a bit skeptical of his words but unable to find substantial evidence. She calmly said, "I just wanted to confirm. It's better if there isn't. If there is, even if I don't act, Su Jingyi will, so think it through."
Threatening me like this makes me even less dare to tell the truth, Lu Xun chuckled inwardly, closing his mouth obediently, enjoying the enchanting figure in his arms while letting his mind wander.
Upon careful consideration, although Miao Fengxian and Su Jingyi were relatively easy to handle, their martial prowess was formidable. If they took action, his small pond would likely be overturned. Fortunately, there was no sign of them teaming up. If these two sharks joined forces, the consequences would be unimaginable!
Thinking of this, Lu Xun sighed despondently.
The internal conflicts were unsolvable. The only way was to divert their attention to a common enemy, someone powerful enough to make Miao Fengxian and Su Jingyi wary. And crucially, the enemy had to be a voluptuous and beautiful woman.
"Sister?"
"Is there anyone more formidable than you and Su Jingyi?" Lu Xun casually asked, "Fair-skinned, beautiful, and charming?"
"Husband."
Lu Xun turned around, looking at the awakened Xuan Yin apologetically, "Did I wake you up?"
He sat beside her as he spoke.
Xuan Yin sat up, leaning tightly against him, and softly asked, "Have you taken care of the tasks Master assigned you?"
"Yes," Lu Xun casually replied, reaching out to pull her into his arms. He spoke tenderly, "My wife, sorry for making you worry."
"It's okay." Nestled in his arms, Xuan Yin arched slightly and whispered, "Lately, I've learned a lot from reading."
"Oh?" Lu Xun suddenly became interested and smiled, "What books has my wife been reading lately?"
"It's the books you bought for me. However, some of the content is quite profound, and I can't quite comprehend it." Xuan Yin answered softly and tenderly.
"Don't worry."
"Tonight, husband will teach you. But first, I’ll comfort my wife's body and mind."
Lu Xun and Xuan Yin exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with anticipation for what was about to come. They both reclined on the bed in this quiet bedroom, their gazes still locked. The little demoness opened her jade arms, skillfully hooking around his neck, while her lips were already pressed against his.
"Why is it grape-flavored today?"
"Oh, I just came back from beyond the Central Plains and couldn't find kumquats."
"I don't like the taste of kumquats. Grape flavor is better. Of course, I love your manly scent the most."
On this side, things were heating up, but in a certain mansion, Su Jingyi found her close friend in the boudoir. She shared her experiences in the Western Regions with Mu Qingshuang, particularly vividly describing Lu Xun's flower-tongued techniques, causing the widow to blush and become flustered.
Goodness!
She had actually reached such a level! Truly a bold and seductive woman. I wouldn't dare do that, but listening to her description, it seems to be filled with pleasure.
Mu Qingshuang's watery eyes stared at Su Jingyi, breathing a bit heavily and shyly asking, "Is that really okay?"
"Anyway, my little scoundrel is quite skilled. I don't know about your young man, maybe he's not up to par," Su Jingyi felt a bit embarrassed in her heart but looked at the jealous and envious expression on the pretty widow's face with a bit of triumph. Finally, she won against her once again.
Mu Qingshuang pouted, her eyes filled with displeasure, murmuring, "Don't look down on my young man. He's not worse than yours."
What I have, you might also have, and what you have, I might not necessarily lack.
Lu Lang...
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