Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me

"Junior Brother, do you think this outfit looks better, or this one?"

In front of the only wardrobe in the cave mansion, Mu Qingyue held up two outfits in front of herself alternately.

In her left hand was a Ru shirt paired with a horse-faced skirt, and in her right hand was a pure white cross-collar Ru skirt with Golden Feather decorations.

Lu Jin'an glanced at them and then said, "The one in your right hand."

"Alright~"

Mu Qingyue put the outfit in her left hand back into the wardrobe, and as she was about to change into the Ru skirt in her right hand, she suddenly looked up and said, "Junior Brother, can I have your underpants?"

Lu Jin'an looked at her and, after a two-second silence, said, "You don't even need to disguise anymore, so what do you need my underpants for?"

"I like your scent." Mu Qingyue licked her lips, "I've switched to cultivating the 'Seeking Joy Soul Refining Skill' now, leaving Sword Dao aside and following the Yin-Yang Dao, so I need your scent, Junior Brother."

"Don't you have any stock in your belly?"

"Won't give it?"

"Won't give it."

"Ah, as expected, only dogs would obey." Mu Qingyue sighed, then proceeded to put on the Ru shirt directly.

She thought, indeed, only by relying on disguise could she fulfill her desires.

As long as one doesn't fall, they can always be subjected to rigorous education, but once they fall, they'll need to beg for it.

Look, it just started, and I have to beg... so, ah, one's true intentions can't be revealed.

Lu Jin'an's eye twitched, "Not wearing a dudou?"

"You wouldn't give it." Mu Qingyue said flatly, paused, and added, "I won't leave Taichu Peak."

"Hmm..."

Lu Jin'an said no more, watching as Mu Qingyue slowly put on the Ru shirt, and then... the expected scene of it not fitting snugly didn't happen.

But her bust was still there... so the clothes in this wardrobe are her original size?

With this thought, he couldn't help but ask, "How did you hide your bust before? Underpants can't hide coconuts."

"A small magic," Mu Qingyue replied, though it actually stemmed from her bloodline talent inherited from the Huang Clan.

After all, demon beasts can change their physique.

Lu Jin'an didn't quite believe it, because he hadn't noticed a trace of spiritual power operation from his Senior Sister.

But thinking about how she could silently steal his underpants, he didn't delve into it further.

Thinking about it, he glanced over Mu Qingyue's chest; the summer clothes were originally light and thin, and without an underlayer, a full view seemed vaguely visible.

The faint, hazy sight is often the most alluring.

Lu Jin'an fiddled with a small clip in his hand, with a clicking sound as he watched his Senior Sister put on the waist-length Ru skirt, and asked, "Senior Sister, in the future you could try wearing different types of clothes."

"Okay~"

Mu Qingyue tied her belt, highlighting her slender waistline, then stepped to the dressing table.

Lu Jin'an gave her an unexpected look, but without speaking further, watched her draw her eyebrows, apply makeup, and color her lips.

Then she pinned up her cascading silvery white hair with a tassel hair crown adorned with silver lotus beads, styling it half up and half down.

Even with many strands tied up, Mu Qingyue's hair remained long and flowing, cascading down like drifting clouds, presenting a particularly captivating silhouette.

Watching Mu Qingyue attach a pair of radiant, glowing silver tassel earrings to her earlobes, Lu Jin'an softly spoke, "It's just dinner... you're already beautiful enough."

Mu Qingyue stood up and donned a gauzy long-sleeved shirt, then turned around and smiled at Lu Jin'an through the gently swirling skirt, saying, "In front of you, I can be prettier."

Across the layers of candlelight, Mu Qingyue's long white dress appeared even more graceful and expressive, revealing a touch of gentle beauty amidst the Sword Cultivator's sharp aura.

Lu Jin'an was lost in thought for a moment, even when his Senior Sister had shed her clothes yesterday, she never had this soft temperament.

Mu Qingyue raised her hand to grasp the 'Morning and Dusk' hidden in its sheath, and it seemed as if an invisible sword light blossomed around her.

Thus, her crimson eyes gained a few hints of domineering sharpness.

The clear night was dust-free, moonlight like silver, and the Sword Immortal was picturesque.

In the empty cave mansion, Lu Jin'an's clinking of the small clip at the end of the silver chain had stopped for tens of seconds.

If Mu Qingyue didn't speak, this pause might have lasted much longer.

"Junior Brother~" Mu Qingyue slightly lifted her chin, with a touch of cold arrogance inadvertently radiating from her crimson pupils, "Don't you want to change your mind and be Senior Sister's little puppy?"

Lu Jin'an released the clip from between his fingers, rising with a crisp "click" and sighed, "How come you're just like Qiu Qingtang... is it that hard to not say such things?"

"What a pity."

Mu Qingyue turned and walked out of the cave mansion, with a slight upward curve to her smile.

Treating Junior Brother like fishing requires patience to slowly 'catch' his sense of novelty.

Let him slowly imprint in his heart that 'Ah~ teaching Mu Jianxian is so fulfilling' kind of 'seed'.

Then, Junior Brother will become less and less reserved.

However...

A hint of joy flashed in Mu Qingyue's eyes; the look of being mesmerized on her junior brother's face just now made her even happier.

Her steps were a bit more brisk.

Lu Jin'an watched her silhouette, smiled, and stepped up to catch up. Tilting his head, he clearly saw the slight ripple at her chest.

"Senior Sister." Lu Jin'an said while walking, "Come over here."

Mu Qingyue leaned closer to him, "Hmm?"

Lu Jin'an lifted her chin, leaned down, and kissed her cherry lips, which showed no trace of deep creases.

Cool and soft.

Mu Qingyue's body tensed slightly, instinctively lifting her hand to place it on his waist, her slender fingers gently clasping.

She enjoyed the domineering feeling of her Junior Brother speaking without a word, as if she was his possession, able to do anything at any time.

It made one feel... mentally and physically delighted.