Chapter 1206: Chapter 505: "Should I Find You a Stepfather?" (2)

Paused for a moment.

"Although it’s a bit difficult, but... no problem now."

Zhiyu suddenly leaned forward, pressing against Lu Jin’an’s nose tip, like fish in search of their mates, seemingly melting together.

Mu Qingyue, standing to the side and watching this scene, lightly pursed her cherry lips, and her ruby-like eyes flickered with an unusual captivating sheen.

Zhiyu was certainly not fat, but her exceptionally tall figure at this moment enveloped her junior brother, presenting an even more rebellious disciple feel compared to when her junior brother bullied Pei Wanyu.

And Zhiyu’s initiative, much like when her junior brother approached Pei Wanyu, made it seem as if she were the Master.

Although the current scene was caused by her junior brother’s weakness, a fate unique to the Taichu Hall, a sense of master-disciple destiny, inevitably spread in the heart.

"Zhiyu, be gentler..."

Watching this, Mu Qingyue couldn’t help but remind, her junior brother’s body still hadn’t recovered, and Zhiyu was being so ’rough’. What if she accidentally hurt him?

Zhiyu tilted her head to look at Mu Qingyue, her long, smooth hair flowing down, and her voice, with seductive eyes, carried a teasing tone: "Ms. Qingyue, when you’re eating an orange segment, if you’re not careful, won’t it just fall to the ground?"

Mu Qingyue couldn’t help but glance at Lu Jin’an, who seemed oblivious, just measuring how much more endowed Zhiyu was compared to Master.

Mu Qingyue immediately knew her junior brother was secretly taking notes, waiting to recover using the Dragon and Phoenix Attraction Technique; Zhiyu would then have her share of fun.

"Husband, are you drinking the medicine... now?"

Zhu Nanzhi, gently stepping into the courtyard, carrying medicinal food in her hands, paused looking at the scene under the tree’s shade in broad daylight.

She instinctively wanted to feel sorry for her husband, but remembered what Huang Ningshang had said and held back the words at her throat.

Slowing her steps, Zhu Nanzhi brought a chair and sat beside Lu Jin’an, couldn’t help taking a closer look at Zhiyu.

So tall, so magnificent...

But without showing that messy expression.

Besides, her husband hasn’t fully recovered yet. Once he does, Zhiyu won’t have such leisure anymore.

With the strength of ten Dao Palaces on her husband, he can absolutely handle this ’big fish’.

Zhu Nanzhi quickly glanced, hmm, her husband is recovering quite fast.

Thinking so, she spoon-fed the silent Lu Jin’an with the medicinal food, occasionally touching Lu Jin’an’s forehead and cheeks.

Her husband’s cool body temperature after the severe injury was rapidly rising.

As soon as the bowl of medicinal food went down, Zhiyu suddenly let out a low cry, her originally unchanged pretty face suddenly showing an indescribable charm.

In that moment, the only thought in Zhiyu’s mind was: Did Master recover so quickly?

I’m not even prepared...

Zhiyu involuntarily bit her lower lip, feeling like a segment of an orange evolving into a whole orange.

Good, good...

In a daze, Lu Jin’an suddenly rose from the rocking chair, and with a low cry from Zhiyu, he lifted one of her particularly long legs onto his shoulder.

Zhiyu is very tall, with long legs.

But now, Lu Jin’an, who feels like he’s somewhat recovered, can lift her up.

However, standing in a split position, Zhiyu couldn’t be lifted off the ground, still on tiptoe.

Lu Jin’an wouldn’t lift her off the ground; he wanted this effect.

"Pretty bold in teasing your Master just now, hmm?"

Lu Jin’an wrapped an arm around Zhiyu’s thigh: "If I don’t show you some color, are you planning to sit on your Master’s head tomorrow?"

Zhiyu, with a low cry, quickly glanced at Lu Jin’an, her lips curling into a faint smile: "Master, am I tall?"

"..."

Lu Jin’an twitched his lips, promptly giving a firm smack: "What, you want to imitate your Master Mu’s deliberate provocation of me?"

Deliberate provocation?

A sense of confusion flashed in Zhiyu’s heterochromatic eyes. Why would Ms. Qingyue deliberately provoke Master?

Unable to understand, but neither could she continue pondering.

Because, standing mid-air, Lu Jin’an was already exerting leg force, determined to thoroughly discipline this rebellious disciple.

The yin energy in Zhiyu’s dragon blood was continuously absorbed by Lu Jin’an, though not yet at his peak, disciplining the rebellious disciple before him was still feasible.

Especially in this state, relatively ’small’ compared to Zhiyu, it had a distinct flavor.

Mu Qingyue and Zhu Nanzhi, watching this scene, inexplicably understood Lu Yunzhu from back then.

Just watching made them feel a hard-to-describe heat, how much happier would it be happening to them?

In their view, Zhiyu’s thigh tendons were completely stretched, the rounded, tight muscle lines undulated down to her fragrant knees, with ample and long calves, especially the shins, longer than most women.

At the slender leg’s end, a pair of bare feet arched enticingly, with long tendons slightly tensed, extending to the curled, lush toes.

Every inch of her skin flaunted a certain wildness and dominance inherent to the Dragon Clan, and amidst this wild dominance, the relatively ’small’ husband (junior brother) and Zhiyu presented a physical contrast that had an indescribable subtlety.

Such contrast, impact, and sensuality.

If you place ’reverse order’ in the current scene, you can further immerse in the strange taboo sense.

Coupled with the visible ’mature wisdom in a small package’ physique of the husband (junior brother), it becomes all the more visually striking.