My Girl and Tenderness

His face was as thick as a city wall, and he said shamelessly—

"What, what disrespect? Sister Zi is my benefactor, so I am repaying her. How can repaying a favor be considered disrespectful..."

He kept on arguing, which made Mulan raise her eyebrows. Repay a favor? How to repay a favor? Throughout the ages, repaying a favor between men and women seems to have always been rather strange.

What about saving the little fox and turning into a human being like Ai Cao? Even if she was close to him, Mulan approached him in the name of repaying a favor, and then reported it to him on the bed.

Would it be any different the other way around?

Feeling a little embarrassed by Mulan's gaze, he turned his head away, took a step forward, and said -

"I won't talk to you anymore. I'm going to find Sister Zi."

"Hey, wait."

Mulan hurriedly chased after him. In fact, she was also very curious about what became of that powerful and majestic master. He was an existence standing at the top of the world of immortal cultivation. If he messed with this evil little devil, he would probably lose his reputation in his later years.

Smiled secretly.

At this point, of course, there is nothing to worry about his behavior of having a harem. If anyone needs to complain, it should be Aunt Hong. You can just make the profit secretly.

So now she was somewhat of a fun-loving person, wanting to see how the respected Purple Fairy would blossom in his hands.

Oh no, have I been influenced by him a little?

Mulan collected her expression. The so-called husband and wife resemblance was probably a process where they understood each other's concepts, and then practice influenced their own behavior. She understood what he liked and gradually began to like it too.

So he liked to bully girls, and she gradually began to understand the fun of it.

That’s right, it’s all his fault. He is the root of all evil.

shook his head.

"Cuckoo!"

Swish, swish. A magical owl flew over from afar, flapping its wings. There was a hint of joy in its bright yellow eyes, and it landed on Qin Kong's shoulder.

"Baji, do you stay here planting trees all day?"

I usually don't see the bird, but I can definitely find it here. It must be tinkering with the sacred tree again.

"Goo!"

The bird was very excited and bit his clothes with its mouth, as if it wanted him to go and see.

"Okay, I'll go check it out later, but now I have to go see Sister Zi."

"Cuckoo!"

Hearing his words, the roast chicken spread its wings and flew up, circling around waiting for him to pass by.

"Let's go."

He led Mulan forward. The appearance of the mountains and rivers had changed a lot. There were new changes every time they came, as if the whole world was evolving.

More real than before.

Wow... Wow...

Walking on the green grass and occasionally wading through the water.

"what is that?"

As the distance got closer, Mulan was surprised to see a small tree. Colorful rainbow light was flowing on the branches, and spiritual springs were slowly rotating around it. A huge amount of spiritual energy was contained within it, as if it was giving birth to an incredible miracle.

“That’s the tree that Baji planted.”

Compared to Mulan's wife's surprise, Qin Kong seemed to be quite normal. After all, he knew it from the beginning and watched the tree grow slowly. It became like this not long after.

Looking at the person next to him, he smiled and said:

"I planted them with the spiritual fruits at home. This silly bird not only knows how to eat, but also knows to plant. It is really greedy."

"..."Mulan could vaguely feel that this was a very big deal, and it could even affect the entire world of Shanhetu. But in his mouth, it was just a farce made by a silly owl who wanted to eat a few more fruits.

Yes, after all, in his opinion, the fruits in his home were no different from ordinary fruits. Anyway, a lot of them were tributed to him, and now he could not finish eating them.

He might even be a little tired of eating it.

Mulan looked down at the seventh-level spiritual springs that filled the world. How terrifying would it be to grow a tree that relied on such resources?

Then think about it carefully, Aunt Hong seems to never be short of spiritual fruits. Isn’t that a bit too scary?

I am increasingly able to understand Aunt Hong's disdainful attitude towards the immortal cultivators in this world. What she said most often was, "They are just some Qi techniques."

If there are indeed such resources, what can't be achieved? Really only the illusory realm of Taoism can be considered a qualified pursuit.

Why is it that he really has no fluctuations at all?

Seeing her husband's indifferent expression, Mulan was really a little crazy. She wanted to grab his ears and ask him if he knew that these things were very powerful.

In a sense, he is the same as Aunt Hong and doesn't care about these things.

The only people who matter are the ones you cherish the most.

His gaze passed over the spiritual spring, ignored the spiritual tree, and was fixed under the tree in an instant.

The person in the purple gauze was sitting there.

With her head lowered slightly, her white hair fell into the water, swaying along the current like a willow branch. A red mark on her forehead brought out her otherworldly temperament.

The ethereal figure was slightly submerged in the spiritual spring, her clothes were slightly wet, sticking to her creamy skin, the light flesh color gave people a sense of reverie.

What a beautiful person! Even though they are both women, Mulan would admit that Fairy Purple is beautiful. She is really like a banished immortal who has mistakenly entered the mortal world.

Then that brat stole my clothes and I could never go back.

The painting style suddenly became evil.

With a slightly fixed gaze, Mulan looked at the curvy figure and put his hands on himself again.

Once again, it feels like flat chests are a scarce resource.

"Sister Zi."

He called softly and walked over.

Mulan also took a look and suddenly said -

"Wait, there are restrictions around, it's dangerous..."

hum...

As a result, he walked straight in, causing Mulan's voice to stop abruptly.

Are you okay?

She tried to walk over too.

Snapped!

But it bounced back.

"..."My husband can come in but I can't? Teacher Zi, what do you mean by this?

530. Good, so comfortable...

This, isn't this right?

Mulan lost her composure all of a sudden. She watched her husband running towards the fairy-like person, while she, as his wife, could only stand outside the restriction and stare blankly?

What does it mean?

Teacher Zi, isn't it a little inappropriate to treat your students and their husbands like this?!

Just like a green hat falling, have you seen more and more scenes of people snatching your husband’s wife in front of you recently?

And what's even sadder is that she is slowly getting used to this kind of thing.

Why, why is this happening?

Mulan fell into reflection alone. She watched him go to the Purple Fairy alone, but she could only grit her teeth and watch helplessly.

I thought you, Teacher Zi, were a very handsome man, but I didn't expect you would do such a thing.

"Sister Zi, how do you feel?"

Qin Kong came in front of the beautiful person, looked at her slightly wet body, leaned against a big tree with her eyes closed, concentrating, as if she didn't notice his arrival at all.

"Sister Zi?"

He called out again, then stretched out his fingers to poke her skin that was exposed through the purple gauze. It felt bouncy and smooth. It had been a few days since he had played with Sister Zi, so the evil little ghost was a little excited.

"Why don't you speak? If you don't speak... then I'm going to play a trick on you?"

"..." Fairy Purple still did not respond, seemingly without any flaws, but Qin Kong, who focused all his attention on her, noticed that her breathing stopped for a moment.

Almost imperceptible.

But it was so clear in his eyes, and now there was little that could escape his eyes when he was concentrating.

He narrowed his eyes and gave an evil smile -

"Hehe, it seems like she's really in a trance. That means... no matter what I do, Sister Zi will definitely not react, right? So she won't resist. Everything is my fault. If I don't take the initiative, I won't be responsible."

What Fairy Zi didn't expect was that he had just given a massage to the sales lady and his hands were still warm. Now that he saw her practicing, he shouldn't help her to clear up her meridians, right?

Wow...

He scooped up some spiritual spring water and slowly applied it to Fairy Purple's body. The cool feeling made her heart tremble, and then she felt extremely hot.

His thick palms pressed tightly against her, kneading and pressing her. Just a few gentle strokes were enough to mobilize her body, speeding up the circulation of power in her body.

What is going on here...

Fairy Purple's buttocks tightened, her back felt slightly numb, and she almost made a terrible sound in her throat, but she gritted her teeth and held it back.

"How is it? Sister Zi, are you feeling good? Oh, I forgot. Sister Zi is concentrating on meditation now. She must not be able to feel it, right?"

His voice sounded so malicious. She was obviously the elder, but she could only be bullied by him so capriciously and ridden on by a little brat.

And there are my students watching over there.

If it were discovered that I was just pretending to be in a trance and was actually feeling very comfortable, my career as a teacher in front of students would be over, right?

She just didn't want to expose her relationship with Qin Kong, so Wu Cai pretended to be in a trance, thinking that she would just wait for them to leave on their own. However, she didn't expect that he would come to help her clear her meridians and practice.

Good, it seems to be really effective. All the meridians in my body are trembling and joyful, and the speed of cultivation is much faster than usual.

That’s why…

Why is it so comfortable!

She secretly clenched her toes, and even though she had exhausted all her self-control as a strong person, she felt like she was about to collapse. She wanted to just give up and express herself loudly.

It seems that only by shouting out and surrendering to him can I truly be liberated.

Qin Kong looked at her. She didn't even notice that her body had begun to tremble slightly, but she was still holding on.

Then give her the final blow.

Let her scream out loud.

He still said in that innocent and simple voice -

"Since Sister Zi can't feel it, then I can just press a little on a more sensitive spot? I know Sister Zi's body, and she usually wouldn't be so mean. Anyway, she can't feel anything now, right?"

“!!!”Wait, wait?

A more sensitive place? Isn't this the most terrifying thing? More comfortable than now? No, no...

"ah--"

The purple fairy tilted her head back, with her chin and neck forming a graceful arc, like an elegant swan, her open purple eyes slightly tinged with pink.

"Sister Zi?"

Qin Kong was stunned, then couldn't help laughing. He hadn't even started yet, but Sister Zi was defeated by his imagination. Her mental defenses collapsed instantly, and she was exposed in front of him.

Of course he would not expose her, but just said in "surprise" -

"Oh, Sister Zi, have you just finished your meditation? I was just about to help you practice, but I didn't expect you had already finished. What a coincidence."

"Ha ha……"

Fairy Purple was breathing hot air, looking at her wet body, with mist rising slightly. That was the phenomenon after she absorbed the spiritual spring.

Her whole body felt like she was in a sauna, with a rich scent emanating from her skin and some impurities being discharged as her meridians were unblocked.