Chapter 70 The New Dress (Part 1)
And Xiao Ming's hand, which had originally been playing with her leg, naturally became constrained by her movements, like a trapped beast darting about everywhere.
Facing this sudden "tension," Xiao Ming clicked his tongue inwardly: 'This woman is getting better and better at this!' The faint sensation that came through made Xiao Ming feel a tingling numbness, as if he had been electrocuted.
When Mo Qingzhu hung around Xiao Ming's neck, her pretty face was already a captivating, flushed red, like a blooming peach blossom. She panted slightly, tilting her swan-like, graceful neck, her watery, shimmering eyes gazing affectionately at Xiao Ming, filled with undisguised infatuation and love, as well as a submission that surrendered herself entirely. She twisted her waist slightly, and then, in a voice mixed with shyness and infinite allure, whispered into Xiao Ming's ear like a breath of orchids: "Saint, Qingzhu... wants..."
Just at this critical juncture, where they were dazed by passion and the dry wood and raging fire were about to ignite, a sound suddenly came from the room next door. It was deep and long, like a tsunami... no, waves... the sound of "waves."
Xiao Ming slowly came to his senses, only then remembering his real business—he had to figure out where those black silk stockings came from! Besides, if Lu Ming came over after finishing... wouldn't he have to get off the ride halfway? Wouldn't that mean he'd have to hold it in? He wasn't going to do that!
Thinking of this, he forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his heart and tried his best to restrain himself.
But feeling the blurry gaze of the beauty in his arms and the love that was almost overflowing, he smiled gently, smoothed the hair on Mo Qingzhu's forehead, and said slowly: "Qingzhu, there are too many prying eyes here! If anyone finds out, it won't be good for your reputation! And Lu Ming should be coming out soon..."
Mo Qingzhu felt his sincere concern and the tenderness on his face, and her whole heart was about to melt: 'So the Saint cares about me this much... cares about me so much!'
Recalling that the Saint didn't seem to be in high "spirits" today, although she felt a little disappointed, she felt more submissiveness and tenderness. Listening to the woman's coquettish laughter faintly coming from next door, her eyes filled with even more disdain and disgust.
She nodded slightly, looking at Xiao Ming with a smile, and acted coquettishly: "Saint, since Lu Ming is so unbearable, I don't want to stay in this Magic Treasure Pavilion anymore. Could you give me the access token for Holy Son Peak? Qingzhu wants... to move to Holy Son Peak to live, so I can properly... serve the Saint." As she said this, her cheeks flushed, but her eyes were bold and expectant.
How could Xiao Ming not understand her intentions? She wanted to take this opportunity to temporarily get rid of Lu Ming and stay by his side legitimately. He thought about it; Holy Son Peak was spacious, so having one extra person wouldn't hurt, and with Mo Qingzhu, a Nascent Soul Cultivator, there, she could help handle some trivial matters. So, he smiled, took out the holy son token, copied a sub-authority token, and handed it to Mo Qingzhu.
Mo Qingzhu was overjoyed. She took the token, treasured it as if it were a rare treasure, and then took the initiative to offer a fragrant kiss, passionate as fire.
The two of them lingered in the room for a while, whispering sweet nothings, before rising together. With Mo Qingzhu's attentive service, Xiao Ming got dressed and was the first to walk out the door.
And as for Mo Qingzhu... *ahem*... she needed to change her dress!