Chapter 90: Delicate little orchid, take the initiative (Ch 90)

(PS: The fact that the Flame Witch Jiang Feng can speak is a small secondary setting. I am too lazy to use the Voice of the Heart every time. I will strengthen her later.)
In the living room.
The air was filled with the aroma of cooking by the young cook Liu Xian, and the sound of pots and pans had a unique rhythm.
Besides, only Song Zhong and Mu Nujiao, who were sitting on the sofa, had different thoughts in their minds.
After a long ideological struggle, Mu Nujiao finally took the first step with difficulty and mustered up the courage to say:
“Master, you seem to be having a lot of romantic relationships recently. Besides Ning Xue, Xin Xia, and Ting Ting, how many other sisters do you have?”
As soon as the words full of resentment came out, the atmosphere on the field suddenly became strange.
“Jiaojiao, why do I smell vinegar?”
Song Zhong looked at the jealous girl Mu Nujiao, who was wearing pink yoga clothes and had curvaceous figure, and said with a teasing smile.
Although there were more and more women in the villa, Song Zhong only had sex with Apas and Ye Xinxia.
Mu Nujiao’s cheeks flushed a little, her hands grasped the corner of her clothes nervously, she lowered her head shyly and said:
“Master, you are making fun of me again.”
Mu Nujiao’s voice was small and crisp, as low as a mosquito’s hum, but the grievance and unwillingness in her tone gradually faded away.
Seeing this, Song Zhong’s heart softened.
He stood up from the sofa, walked to her side, and stroked Mu Nujiao, who was like a frightened deer, with his big hand, and said:
“Jiaojiao, why do you think so? I actually know what you’re thinking.”
It’s no wonder that Mu Nujiao had wild thoughts. First, Bai Tingting attacked Song Zhong at night, and then Zi Yan, the dragon princess, appeared.
Add to that the equally stunning Mu Ningxue, and any normal girl would feel overwhelmed.
Mu Nu opened her delicate pink lips slightly, and a hint of surprise and expectation flashed in her beautiful eyes. She stared at Song Zhong closely, as if to confirm the truth of his words.
“But, Master, there are suddenly so many outstanding women around you, I…”
There was a hint of hesitation in Mu Nujiao’s virtuous voice. Zi Yan and Mu Ningxue were both stronger and more beautiful than her.
Song Zhong sighed slightly, it was time to reveal some shocking news.
Taking a step closer, Song Zhong gently lifted Mu Nujiao’s smooth little chin, revealing her pink lips that were so tempting.
Under Mu Nujiao’s slightly shy gaze, Song Zhong slowly kissed the pink and red lips of the goddess Mingzhu in his arms.
The sweet fragrance of orchid goes straight to the soul, moistening everything silently.
Mu Nujiao closed her beautiful eyes shyly, but her trembling eyebrows revealed her inner excitement.
Gradually, Mu Nujiao stretched out her pair of white and tender arms, wrapped them around Song Zhong’s neck, and cooperated closely…
After a long time, their lips parted.
“Jiaojiao, you are the most special person in my heart. Do you understand now?”
Song Zhong put his arm around Mu Nu’s delicate white shoulders and spoke seriously with a hint of doting in his tone.
Mu Nujiao’s breathing suddenly became rapid, and tears gradually welled up in her beautiful eyes as she looked at Song Zhong.
“Master, I……”
Mu Nu nodded with a blush on her petite face, leaning on Song Zhong’s broad chest, seeming to feel somewhat at ease.
Just as Song Zhong was about to continue to comfort her, a cheerful voice came from the edge of the kitchen:
“Teacher Song, the food is ready.”
Liu Xian’s very intellectual female voice came, and she looked into the living room, just in time to see two people hugging each other.
“Sorry… I didn’t see anything. Please continue.”
Liu Xian seemed a little bit at a loss, just like an ordinary employee who accidentally caught the boss and his secretary doing something.
Song Zhong thought of this strange metaphor in his mind and quickly shook his head to dispel it.
“Jiaojiao, eat first, I’ll tell you something later.”
Song Zhong coughed lightly, let go of Mu Nujiao, who looked like she was dying, and whispered in her ear.
“Okay, Master.”
Mu Nujiao wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into, but Liu Xian had already tactfully retracted her head and started serving food.
Seeing Mu Nujiao sitting at the table with a bit of anxiety, Song Zhong turned and walked towards the stairs, speaking loudly:
“Zi Yan, bring Aunt Jiang and Chen Ying down to eat.”
The door of a room on the third floor slowly opened, and Zi Yan’s playful voice came:
“Got it, you playboy.”
Then, Zi Yan came down with the two girls, Jiang Feng, the fire witch who gathered her flames and wore a bright red cheongsam, and Chen Ying, who wore a blue round-neck T-shirt.
The girls took their seats one after another. Song Zhong acted like the head of the family and chatted with them while eating.
“Aunt Jiang, during this time, you and Chen Ying should focus on recovering your strength and practicing your skills.”
Song Zhong looked at Jiang Feng and Chen Ying and said in a deep voice.
After a pause, Song Zhong added:
“I have a spiritual treasure of heaven and earth that is comparable to the soul level – the blue lotus platform. Aunt Jiang, you and Chen Ying can use it.”
With a flick of his finger, a palm-sized green light appeared in the living room.
Flowers bloom in midsummer and the green lotus sways.
The eight green fire-leaf lotus seats are as natural and flawless as green jade, crystal clear and make people unable to let it go.
It quietly floats two feet above the ground in the living room, emitting a warm atmosphere.
Song Zhong’s current cultivation level has reached the top of the fire element, and the effect of this green lotus platform on him is very useless.
Often, Song Zhong would give it to his confidantes, who would take turns using it as a cultivation accelerator.
“Thank you, Song. Thank you, Brother Song.” ×2
Jiang Feng and Chen Ying were delighted and expressed their gratitude repeatedly.
Then, Song Zhong gave some instructions and various arrangements, and the late lunch ended.
After eating and drinking, the little cook Liu Xian took the initiative to clean up the dishes.
Jiang Feng and Chen Ying followed Zi Yan, the dragon princess, out to buy some daily necessities.
There were only a few people left in the huge villa.
Song Zhong looked at Mu Nujiao, whose beautiful eyes were filled with tenderness and sweetness, and asked after a light cough:
“Jiaojiao, how is your cultivation going recently?”
Although he could give Mu Nujiao some special treatment, he also had to pay attention to her cultivation occasionally.
“The wind system is at the advanced level 2, and the plant system is about to break through to the advanced level 2.”
Mu Nujiao sat on the sofa leisurely, her graceful curves extremely attractive.
“This cultivation is good. I still have a government vote in my hand, so I’ll give it to you, Jiaojiao.”
Song Zhong’s words made Mu Nujiao overjoyed, and there was a hint of disbelief in her beautiful eyes.
“Master, is this true?”
“Of course it’s true. There are ten nomination rights in Mingzhu Academy. You sign up first, and I’ll help you solve it later.”
Song Zhong thought about it and realized that the catastrophe in the ancient capital had not yet begun, so he let Mu Nujiao be listed first.
“Thank you, Master, mua~~”
Mu Nujiao offered her a sweet kiss, and Song Zhong naturally accepted it.
After some intimate moments, Song Zhong hugged the blushing Mu Nujiao and flashed into the room.
“Master, let Jiaojiao come.”
Song Zhong fell down with a confused look on his face. Mu Nujiao took the initiative to attack and their figures gradually became very close.
A hint of determination flashed across Mu Nujiao’s brows, no one could snatch her master away from her.
He who strikes first is the strongest; he who strikes last will suffer.
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Người mua: Ẩm Nguyệt Quân, 01/02/2025 23:18