Entertainment of Spring and Autumn

Chapter 232 The Scenery of the World

Xiaochan's matter can't be rushed. Xue Mu put on his clothes silently, knowing that at least for now, he could only be an "uncle and nephew". There was an invisible diaphragm between the two of them. Although Xue Mu was ready to make a move, and Yue Xiaochan herself seemed to be holding back her feelings, without an opportunity, it would be difficult for both parties to reveal them.

Even if he was entangled shamelessly, Xue Qingqiu's reaction would be unpredictable. He might make a mess and have to think twice before acting.

Let’s wait and see what the future holds…there’s no rush.

After hesitating for a moment, Xue Mu walked to Mu Jianli's room.

Although he felt that Mu Jianli didn't need anyone to accompany him, looking for her at this time would probably disturb his retreat. But it's also good to talk to her. You can't let her misunderstand her and ignore her because she thinks she can't push her down.

He really didn't have that kind of intention. He was very entangled at first, but after a few days of traveling, he had already faded away. He's not a lower-body animal. If he wants to push a girl, he's afraid there will be no one around. Why force him? His appreciation and affection for Mu Jianli didn't necessarily have to be mixed with that kind of thing.

He knocked on the door. Mu Jianli's response came from inside: "Please come in."

Xue Mu was stunned for a moment after pushing the door open.

The situation in the room was different from what he imagined... He originally thought it should be a green lamp like a bean. Mu Jianli crossed his legs and meditated, the divine sword solemnly surrounded him, the sword energy penetrated the room, and the spring boudoir became a sword room. This is more in line with her usual impression.

But the scene at this time...

The candlelight is warm, surrounded by pearls, the light is soft but clear. There is also a bathtub in the house, with some flower petals floating on it. It seems that he has just finished taking a bath. Mu Jianli was leaning against the bed. The white sword suit on her body had disappeared. It was replaced by a silk nightgown, which was soft and gorgeous. Her long hair was spread like a waterfall, and it also carried the slight moisture and fragrance after bathing. She is holding a volume in her right hand, and her left hand is resting her chin on the table while she is reading.

Is this bourgeois and lazy look like Haitang Chunnuan really Mu Jianli? Not Xue Qingqiu?

Xue Mu stared blankly, his mouth half-opened unconsciously, and he was speechless for a long time.

Mu Jianli took his eyes away from the book, landed on the door, and smiled slightly: "What are you doing there?"

Xue Mu closed the door, walked slowly to her side, and took a curious look at what book she was reading. You can tell it at just one glance, "The Legend of the White-Haired Witch".

Mu Jianli's eyes fell on the book again and said with a smile: "A few days ago, I hurriedly read the first part and couldn't finish it. Today, after hearing what Yu Lin said, I felt itchy and couldn't help but want to see the whole picture."

Xue Mu twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Before, you said that besides swords, nothing else is interesting."

"Because it was written by you, I read the first part. It is because of your writing that I continue to read it. If it is related to you, it will not be boring." Mu Jianli said softly: "Now I feel that it is a pity that I did not finish reading it earlier. , it would be better if you finished reading it earlier..."

"Why?"

"This love between good and evil seems to have been written for me, and I am deeply moved." Mu Jianli curled her lips: "After reading this earlier, I don't have to listen to Qianxue's nonsense."

"Ha..." Xue Mu couldn't help laughing: "That's okay. If you had finished reading earlier, you might not have followed me. After all, this is a tragedy."

Mu Jianli smiled: "The tragedy is not about the difference between good and evil, but more about the entanglements in the world and the inability to escape. Just like when you were talking to someone just now, it is clear that both parties are evil, but there must be tragedy in it, uncle and nephew Human relations are further apart than the difference between ourselves and our enemies."

Xue Mu's eyes widened in surprise.

It's not surprising that Mu Jianli could hear him talking to Yue Xiaochan. After all, both of them were in agitated moods and didn't cover up their voices. Maybe they all listened to the live broadcast, not just Mu Jianli. But the question is, can Mu Jianli really be able to express such emotional understanding and such earthly barriers?

Mu Jianli put down the book and blinked: "How about it, do you feel that Jianli has made a lot of progress?"

Xue Mu said sincerely: "It's really impressive."

"I used to practice swordsmanship without any distractions, so I practiced a thousand miles with each passing day. If this is the case with love, this progress will naturally be similar." Mu Jianli smiled: "Jianli is not a fool."

Not only is she not a fool, she is also an extremely smart person. Otherwise, how could she have become the youngest aspirant in the world of martial arts for thousands of years?

Xue Mu sighed, pointed around the room, and asked, "Is this the result of your growth?"

Mu Jianli shook his head: "But guests do as they please. Now that we have arrived at the Xingyue Sect, they have brought water, laid out flower petals, and arranged pearls... It is hypocritical to force it. As long as you don't indulge in this, It’s not against spiritual practice.”

After a pause, he smiled brightly: "Didn't you still want to see me like this on purpose?"

Xue Mu stretched out his hand and gently ran his long, wet hair down, and said with a smile, "Yes, it's really beautiful."

Mu Jianli let him stroke her long hair, raised her head and looked at him for a while, then whispered: "You must be feeling a little depressed too."

"Yeah." Xue Mu didn't hide it, and said frankly: "It's a bit."

Mu Jianli pursed her lips, as if she had made up a lot of determination. After holding it in for a long time, she lowered her head and said softly: "The length of the whip does not necessarily reach Lingzhou, and the tentacles do not necessarily reach my niece. The sword is right in front of me. Why not give it a try?”

Xue Mu's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but swallow.

This was active seduction... Although she couldn't make any enchanting expressions, she lowered her head like this, which was even more seductive. Xue Mu could still hold back, so he bent down, hugged her, and kissed her.

This time, Mu Jianli was no longer as nervous and confused as the first time. She closed her eyes gently and responded tactfully. The long eyelashes were still trembling a little, which showed that her mood was not as calm as she said it.

Xue Mu knew that this was not a one-time epiphany. It should be mixed with many factors.

I apologized for not being able to go out together before, maybe I have been thinking about how to be more harmonious with Xue Mu. Also, after facing Yue Xiaochan and Zhu Chenyao today, there was a subconscious sense of competition, or a sense of crisis? She seems to be aware of Yue Xiaochan's unparalleled status in Xue Mu's heart. Does this make her feel in danger? And Zhu Chenyao clearly regards her as his imaginary enemy. Is this also her response to the challenge?

A variety of factors mixed together created Mu Jianli who gritted his teeth and took the initiative to seek sexual pleasure at this moment.

Just the blooming of the Iron Sword Flower at this moment is already a grand scene in the world.

Xue Mu picked her up by the waist, kissed her, and walked towards the incense couch.

There is still a bright pearl at the head of the bed, emitting soft light.

After being placed on the couch by him, Mu Jianli opened her eyes and suddenly pressed the hand he wanted to invade, and whispered: "This is the Mu Jianli you once said you wanted to see."

When Xue Mu was stunned, she took the initiative to untie her nightgown and put it aside gently.

Under the nightgown, there is a pink and white silk bellyband, not embroidered with mandarin ducks, and a blooming snow lotus blooming faintly, just like her white jade lotus arms at the moment, blooming with the same fragrance.

The dragon bead that Xue Mu gave her at that time was worn by a platinum chain, wrapped around her fair neck, and hung gently above her bellyband. The glimmer of the dragon bead was faint, reflecting the mystery and beauty of this body.

Mu Jianli turned around and lay on her side, her hair hanging freely on the pillow. She supported her cheek with one hand and looked at him with sparkling eyes. The corners of her mouth slowly raised, revealing a gentle smile: "That's what you said, right? ?”

That gentle smile goes straight to the bottom of my heart, enough to make any man in the world dream about it for a thousand years and never be able to be intoxicated.