Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 948 - 396: Spring Rain and Dew (Part 3)

When it was finally completed, Dongfang Xinglan was somewhat stunned, an indescribable strange emotion spreading in her heart.

She suddenly understood why in the cases she had come across before, the cabinet still had ministers caught for such matters.

Dongfang Xinglan found she didn't dislike it, but that was definitely because there was some factor of liking Lu Jin'an involved.

Such matters, indeed, are best when mutually consensual.

Dongfang Xinglan's lips curled into a smile: "I've found I like you even more."

"How so?"

Dongfang Xinglan glanced at him: "Sprung from 'emotion'~"

"Pretty good." Lu Jin'an moved his leg between her knees to give her support: "A mutual pursuit, right?"

Dongfang Xinglan's body trembled slightly, and Lu Jin'an could clearly feel the porcelain smooth muscles beneath her well-trained thighs, and also...

Lu Jin'an didn't continue speaking, and Dongfang Xinglan didn't fall silent either.

The relationship between him and Dongfang Xinglan was like a marriage alliance between the Wandao Sect and the Eastern Dynasty.

However, in the originally mutually beneficial alliance, there was an inexplicable feeling growing, like entangled threads.

Outside the window, after several days of rain, the stars once again shone in the night sky.

As dawn broke, with the horizon lightening, the window frames made slight movements as they were propped open.

The neatly dressed Dongfang Xinglan breathed in the moist, fresh air, her graceful eyebrows like the scenery outside in late March, spring winds, and rain dew.

The scenes from last night surfaced in her mind, finally freezing at the moment she supported herself against the wall.

Dongfang Xinglan glanced at Lu Jin'an out of the corner of her eye, wondering how he, claiming to be a vegetarian, could resist indulgence?

Really on the Dragon Chair?

So controlled?

And... really learned quite a bit of odd 'knowledge.'

Dongfang Xinglan lightly covered her lips, exhaled softly, slightly furrowed her delicate brows, and gently bit her lower lip.

"I'll go prepare breakfast, we'll eat before you leave, how's that?"

Lu Jin'an, lying in bed, turned to look at her: "You can cook?"

"You're the Saint Heir and you can, so why can't I, King Qin?" Dongfang Xinglan laughed gently: "Besides, I want you to taste my cooking."

"Cooking skills, huh..." Lu Jin'an smiled: "Alright."

"Mm."

Donning an outer robe, Dongfang Xinglan left the room. Now the backyard of the City Lord Mansion was her territory, and besides the maid Ming Lan and a few female officials, no one else dared set foot there.

Lu Jin'an withdrew his gaze and looked at Zhiyu, who was lying by the bed, resting her chin in her hands.

Zhiyu's eyes were full of curiosity and joy: "Master was very happy last night, just like when Zhiyu massages her master~"

Lu Jin'an smiled and patted Zhiyu's little head: "So, has Zhiyu learned it?"

"Learned it!" Zhiyu immediately stood up, hands on her hips, with a look of pride: "Zhiyu is really smart~"

"Yes, very smart, so you know how to help me next time?"

"Mm-hmm!" Zhiyu nodded eagerly: "Zhiyu can help master right now..."

As she was speaking, her voice paused, she suddenly looked out the window and said a bit troubled: "Master, it's time for morning practice, Zhiyu must go practice!"

"Good girl." Lu Jin'an ruffled her little head without stinginess.

"Hehe~"

Overjoyed, Zhiyu dashed outside, and Lu Jin'an quickly called her back: "Wait, come put on your clothes first."

"Oh~"

Lu Jin'an picked her up onto the bed to change her clothes, a hint of a smile in his eyes.

Zhiyu was getting emotional too.

She's growing up.

This thought flashed through his mind as Lu Jin'an quickly got dressed, holding her hand to walk out of the house, starting to point out the flaws and deficiencies in her match with Zhao Junshan.

Not far away, Ming Lan held a tea tray with wide eyes, full of shock.

These two traitors... how did they end up here!?

Does Lord Qin know!?

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