Vicious female, sent five beastly husbands at the beginning

Chapter 451 It's all Mo Jiao's fault
"You...you came here dressed like this?" Xiao Jinsheng asked, covering her eyes.

Meeting her gaze as she peeked at her through her fingers, Mo Jiao smiled and said, "I'm wearing a bathrobe."

"Where's your bathrobe?" Xiao Jinsheng's eyes fell on his bare upper body, which was bound by belts and chains, and she could feel his reddened ears burning.

"It's lost." Mo Jiao met Xiao Jinsheng's gaze, which was still stealing glances at her, and directly reached out to grab her wrist, making her palm press against her heart.

"If you want to watch, then watch openly. Don't I know you?" Mo Jiao chuckled.

"What?" Xiao Jinsheng tried to break free from his hand, but Mo Jiao held on tightly, still holding her hand, his chest rising and falling with his breath.

"Don't move, don't move! Don't ruin my Dao heart!" Xiao Jinsheng shook his head repeatedly with his eyes half-closed. "I just said today that I wanted to purify my mind and reduce my desires to focus on cultivation."

"Of course I know." Mo Jiao smiled and took her other hand, placing it on his abs.

Without Xiao Jinsheng lifting a finger, he simply squeezed her hand and pressed it firmly against her abs.

"My lady, I'm just trying to help you," Mo Jiao whispered, leaning close to her burning red ear.

A purple-black mist appeared and disappeared around Xiao Jinsheng and Mo Jiao.

Even though there was no hug, Xiao Jinsheng felt completely enveloped by Mo Jiao's warm and fragrant body.

"If you want to focus on cultivation, you must eliminate all distracting thoughts."

"Without temptation, how can you develop a strong will?"

"Waaaaah..." Xiao Jinsheng covered her eyes and sobbed.

Only the sound of crying could be heard, but no tears were seen falling.

Mo Jiao chuckled, picked her up, and carried her towards the bedroom.

The black mist gently pushed the door shut.

Xiao Jinsheng was also carefully placed on the edge of the bed by Mo Jiao.

Just as Xiao Jinsheng was expecting Mo Jiao to come close as usual, she found him turning away and walking away.

She carefully opened her eyes and saw Mo Jiao take out a book of calming mantras, open it, and place it on her lap.

"Cultivate then," Mo Jiao said with a laugh.

“No…you…” Xiao Jinsheng was speechless.

Her eyes were full of reluctance, and she kept glancing at the chest, abs, and V-line that had been so alluring to her.

Mo Jiao quickly covered his eyes with her hand.

"Mo Jiao, you've gone too far!" Xiao Jinsheng accused.

Feeling Xiao Jinsheng's eyelashes brush against his palm, it stirred a ticklish feeling in his heart.

Mo Jiao laughed and said, "I'm just going along with you. You said you wanted to be detached from worldly desires."

“Then let’s try…” Mo Jiao leaned against Xiao Jinsheng, placing one hand on Xiao Jinsheng’s lower back and gently tapping with her fingertip: “Let’s see if you can hold out for one night without ignoring me.”

"I'll drag you down with me."

"What if I win?" Amidst the beauty and the competition, Xiao Jinsheng wondered about the prize.

"How about you decide?" Mo Jiao asked.

Xiao Jinsheng blinked.

She hadn't thought of that before.

But Mo Jiao's daring outfit tonight gave her some inspiration.

"I won. I will decide what you wear for the next seven days," Xiao Jinsheng said expectantly.

"Okay," Mo Jiao replied with a smile.

He tapped the page with his fingertip: "Start cultivating now."

The book was provided by Lou Yanzhi; it's a common book in the cultivation world, used for calming the mind.

Although I really wanted to pounce on Mo Jiao.

But this competition still made Xiao Jinsheng want to take on the challenge.

But she discovered that the characters she could remember at a glance were now gone.

This knowledge isn't going into my brain right now!
All around him was the scent of Mo Jiao, like snakes coiling around him, enveloping him as if he were about to suffocate.

Those large, hot palms.

She was also constantly teasing Xiao Jinsheng with her fingertips.

"Stop reading." Mo Jiao laughed and reached out to snatch the book away.

Remembering the competition rules, Xiao Jinsheng pressed down hard on the pages with both hands.

But you could feel Mo Jiao leaning his entire weight lightly against her left shoulder.

As Xiao Jinsheng silently recited the competition in her mind and looked down at the pages of her book, she felt a cool, slippery touch brush against her chin. At that moment, feeling hot all over, she desperately wanted to catch that cool sensation.

Looking down, I saw that it was a small snake formed from black mist.

The violet eyes gazed elegantly at me, hovering and swimming closer.

The cool, flicking forked tongue of a snake accidentally brushed against the corner of her lips.

"Mo Jiao..." Xiao Jinsheng called out Mo Jiao in a sobbing voice.

When she turned her head to look, she met Mo Jiao's purple eyes and could feel the melting snakes slithering around her neck.

"You've gone too far." Xiao Jinsheng's eyes were moist, and even the corners of her eyes were flushed.

She was just saying it jokingly.

Who wants to be pure of heart and have few desires?

She wants to be detached from worldly desires, so how can her spiritual power increase?
Who knew that Mo Jiao believed it and even tried every means to seduce him.

Xiao Jinsheng grew angrier the more he thought about it, and the angrier he became, the more he felt he couldn't let Mo Jiao off so easily.

She threw the book she was holding aside.

She grabbed the chain on Mo Jiao's chest, forced him to lower his head and get closer to her, and then bit his lips.

"Xiao Jinsheng, you've failed." Mo Jiao put one hand on her lower back and smiled smugly.

"I failed, you're finished!" Xiao Jinsheng said defiantly.

"Am I doomed?" Mo Jiao chuckled. "We'll have to try to find out."

As he finished speaking, he embraced Xiao Jinsheng tightly.

The black mist rose again, this time filling the entire room.

The next morning, Xiao Jinsheng woke up in Mo Jiao's arms and started to ruffle his dark purple hair in his hands.

"Not going to sleep?" Mo Jiao opened her eyes, amused as she watched Xiao Jinsheng ruffle his hair as if venting his anger.

"Hmph, I don't want to talk to you." Xiao Jinsheng snorted.

She didn't even stick to the idea of ​​a competition that required a pure and desireless mind.

It's all Mo Jiao's fault for constantly flirting with her!

So it's all Mo Jiao's fault.

Xiao Jinsheng said she was going to teach Mo Jiao a lesson, but after a night of real combat, she discovered that her beast husbands, no matter who they were, were all terrifyingly talented in this area.

She also failed to teach Mo Jiao a lesson.

The only way he could get revenge was to wake up and grab Mo Jiao's hair.

"You choose what I'll wear for the next seven days." Seeing Xiao Jinsheng turn her back to him angrily, Mo Jiao hugged her from behind and spoke gently.

“I couldn’t hold on,” Xiao Jinsheng replied, then snorted, “It’s all your fault. You kept hanging around in front of me and trying to seduce me.”

“You win. As agreed, it’s time to decide what I wear for the next seven days.”

"You didn't persevere, so I won, but you also won."

“We’re husband and wife, what’s mine is yours, and if I win, it’s still your win,” Mo Jiao coaxed.

"It's rare to hear you say something nice," Xiao Jinsheng said with a smile, turning around. "Where did you go for further studies?"

Mo Jiao remained silent.

He didn't mention the time Xiao Jinsheng spent away in the cultivation world.

The illusion system is annoying.

However, the Illusion System does have quite a few books where you can learn how to please your mistress.

Mo Jiao benefited greatly from those books.

"Don't be angry anymore, okay?" Mo Jiao reached out and brushed the long hair that was clinging to Xiao Jinsheng's cheek. "For the sake of how hard I tried last night, please?"

"Hmph." Xiao Jinsheng snorted arrogantly, "Seven days is not enough, it needs to be a month."

"You have to wear whatever I want you to wear."

"Okay." Mo Jiao agreed quickly and even asked, "What should I wear today?"

“This time is cumulative; it’s only counted as one day after you wear it,” Xiao Jinsheng replied, blushing. “Besides, who wears it for most of the day?”

"I only need to wear it on my scheduled date?" Mo Jiao realized.

He chuckled and pinched Xiao Jinsheng's nose: "And you're talking about me? You yourself aren't exactly innocent either."

"So what?" Xiao Jinsheng said arrogantly.

(End of this chapter)