Minglong

Chapter 446 This matter, I'll eat your food for the rest of my life...

Before the few wings had returned home, Ling'er had also gone to the palace to pay her respects, and the Marquis's residence was quite quiet.

Inside the main house of the rear residence, the plaque bearing the inscription "Upright Gentleman" gleamed in the setting sun.

From the bathroom behind, the faint sound of splashing water could be heard.
Wow…

The Crimson Guard's red robes were draped over a clothes rack outside the white stone bath, with a brocade white robe beside them.

Linghu Qingmo, his face flushed, soaked in warm water, arms crossed, teeth clenched:
"You've come all this way, you can wash yourself if you want. I already washed this morning, why are you dragging me along..."

Xie Jinhuan lay sprawled on the edge of the bathtub, revealing his broad chest and defined waistline, looking like a tyrannical emperor accompanying Consort Mo.

"Long time no see. Want to chat for a bit? These last few trips to the North were incredibly dangerous. That Shang Mingzhen is extremely ruthless, and he's also a half-demon. In the end, he even took a hit from a Transcendent Immortal Demon, almost killing me..."

"..."

Linghu Qingmo was filled with righteous indignation. Her boyfriend was out there fighting demons and monsters, and she felt a little ashamed that she hadn't been able to help him. She really wanted to spend more time with him.

But is this just chatting?
Should I put my hair up in a bun?

Linghu Qingmo pursed her lips, considering Xie Jinhuan's hard work and contributions, and couldn't be harsh with her boyfriend. In the end, she leaned closer and urged him:

"Hurry up and wash. When Master and the others come back, you're so shameless. Aren't you afraid I'll be unable to face anyone afterwards?"

Xie Jinhuan smiled slightly, pulled Mo Mo into his arms, and gently lifted her chin:

"Still rushing around while resting at home, what kind of talk is that? Hmph~"

Sigh...

Linghu Qingmo understood what he meant. After hesitating for a moment, he stepped forward, hugged his neck, and earnestly rewarded the lecherous man who had made such a contribution.

Boo boo boo…

Xie Jinhuan didn't just enjoy himself; he rubbed Mo Mo's chest and back with his hands and talked about what he had gained on this trip, as well as the black gold and other materials he had found for Mo Mo.

Linghu Qingmo was coaxed in various ways, and since it was indeed a long-awaited reunion, he gradually relaxed a bit. Thinking about his experience of possessing his master last time, he was still a little curious about what the 'Nine Stars Alignment' was all about.

But if she asks random questions in this situation, she might have to experience that outrageous object herself. Therefore, it's better to ask her master about it in person later...

Perhaps thinking of his master's deep affection, Linghu Qingmo's eyes showed a hint of worry again. Noticing the lecherous man's wandering gaze, he moved closer:
"Look, look, I'm going to suffocate you, you pervert..."

"Woo..."

Xie Jinhuan was caught off guard and a little flattered. He reached out and wrapped his arms around Liu's waist, and then the two started fighting, with lots of crackling and popping sounds...

……

Before we knew it, the sun had already set.

Linghu Qingmo was sitting in her boyfriend's lap, enjoying the game of wits and courage, when she heard footsteps outside the door:

stomping on...

Linghu Qingmo immediately came to his senses, his expression changed slightly, and he tried to get up and put on his clothes.

Just then, there was a knock on the door, followed by Sister Bu's voice from outside:

"Xie Jinhuan? You're back?"

Xie Jinhuan was taken aback. He wanted to say that they had come at the perfect time, but with Da Momo in his arms, his face flushed red, signaling him not to say anything reckless. He could only reply:

"Yes, I'll be right out."

Bu Yuehua stood at the door, and could actually hear the nun's disciple inside frantically trying to cover herself up. She shook her head secretly and didn't go in to laugh, but simply said:

"Come to the west wing when you're done with your work, I have something to talk to you about."

"it is good……"

Xie Jinhuan felt that it was Sister Guo calling him, and immediately turned to look at Da Momo, who dared not utter a sound:

"Did you enjoy the soak?"

Linghu Qingmo was terrified and immediately got out of the bath naked:
"I'm comfortable? You're the one who's being violent. I've wanted to leave for a while now. You should go over there..."

Snapped--

Seeing Mo Mo bend down to get his clothes, his back almost touching the enemy's curves, Xie Jinhuan couldn't resist raising his hand to slap him. The slap made Mo Mo flinch, and he gritted his teeth, turning around and shoving Xie Jinhuan into the water.
"You dare to lay a hand on me?! You want a beating, don't you...?"

"Gulu gulu..."

……
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Shortly after.

Xie Jinhuan washed away his makeup and walked out of the main room dressed in a snow-white robe. Not only was his hair neatly styled by Mo Mo, but he also carried a small summer gift from his girlfriend—a finely crafted jade folding fan with the four characters "Cheng Xin Shou Zheng" (meaning "pure heart and upright conduct") written on it, which can be considered as Mo Mo's expectations and wishes for him.

Xie Jinhuan had given Mo Mo many small gifts, but recently he had been busy fighting outside, and the gifts he gave her were all rare and precious materials. He hadn't prepared such a heartwarming gift, and he felt a little ashamed to receive it, but he really loved it.

As Xie Jinhuan walked along the corridor, gently waving his folding fan, he calmed his mind, realizing that he should be more serious and not keep thinking about Jinhuan.

Unfortunately, he has the opportunity to be proper outside, but he really can't at home.

With patrons everywhere in his house, this male model is suddenly acting serious. Does he expect the patrons who come for his amusement to take the initiative?
One wrong step and your life is ruined... I went into being a backup dancer to make a living...

Lost in thought, Xie Jinhuan arrived at the west wing study. He looked up and saw Sister Guo and her apprentice Yuehua playing chess inside, both with somewhat strange expressions.

Xie Jinhuan was not surprised by this. Last time, when he helped Sister Guo recover, they agreed to treat her once in the morning and once in the evening. However, on the way back, they walked together and couldn't do anything reckless in public. Therefore, the progress was halted, and even Sister Naigua's restless desires were suppressed.

Now that we're finally home, restoring our strength is naturally on the agenda, otherwise we won't be able to help if something happens in southern Xinjiang.

As the furnace cauldron, Xie Jinhuan couldn't very well take the initiative upon entering the room, so he politely inquired:
"Did Sister Guo go out shopping just now?"

Empress Dowager Guo remained relatively calm and gestured towards the tray on the table:
"Yes, we went to Chang Le Street for a stroll. Yuehua even bought you two new outfits. Why don't you try them on?"

Bu Yuehua understood what he meant, and got up to pull her husband into the house:

"Come on, let me help you try them on."

This was clearly an attempt to finish today's homework, but Xie Jinhuan felt this approach was a bit too cold to Sister Guo, so she thought for a moment and responded:
"I just changed my clothes, maybe I should try them on tomorrow morning. Hmm, it's still early, and I've got nothing to do at home, so how about I draw a portrait of Sister Guo?"

"Hmm?" Empress Dowager Guo blinked, somewhat puzzled.

Xie Jinhuan didn't say much. He sat down at the large desk by the window, put down his folding fan, and spread out his writing brush, ink, and paper. The setting sun shone on his cool profile, creating a very pleasing scene.

rustle~
?

Bu Yuehua glanced at it briefly and noticed that a brocade tablecloth hung down from the desk, obscuring the space below, so that it couldn't be seen from the outside. She naturally understood what it meant.

However, for a scholar to indulge in literary pursuits while she runs off and causes trouble, she might be a bit of a vixen...

But she couldn't let her master go by himself, so she went over and helped him grind the ink like a caring wife.

Then, the small coal briquette ornament accidentally fell to the ground. Bu Yuehua bent down to pick it up, but she couldn't find it even after searching for a long, long time...

rustling...

Empress Dowager Guo sat on the tea couch, unable to see what was happening under the table, nor could she use her divine sense to investigate. Seeing that Xie Jinhuan had taken the elixir and was still painting, she could only remain seated.

"Is this okay?"

Xie Jinhuan glanced at it briefly and shook his head:

"A bit too formal. This is a private portrait, not for his disciples or grand-disciples to see. A little more lively and cheerful, um... yes, that's it..."

Empress Dowager Guo understood the feeling Xie Jinhuan wanted, so she changed to leaning against the small table, curling her legs up and resting her buttocks on her calves. Her temperament was elegant yet bright, and her eyes were condescending, like a noblewoman from the Western Regions.

Xie Jinhuan found it pleasing to the eye and immediately began to carefully sketch it on the paper.

Bu Yuehua glanced up and saw that Xie Jinhuan looked like an unmoving saintly monk. She still wanted to test his composure, so she secretly started doing some fancy tricks.

For example, she turns around under the table and strikes a cat-like stretching pose, leaving Ah Huan with a full moon and a strikingly beautiful back curve, while also turning her head to reveal her stunning profile...

Damn it...

Xie Jinhuan couldn't resist for even a second, leaning forward slightly and continuing to draw, letting Bu Huli bully her at will...

The three people present were fully aware of the situation, and although their behavior was unrestrained, no one said anything.

But there were more than three people living in the house; there were other girls too!

Just as Empress Dowager Guo remained in her pose, waiting for Xie Jinhuan to finish painting, she suddenly heard footsteps and voices outside:

"I'm here for a follow-up examination of Empress Dowager Guo, not to cause trouble, Auntie, what are you worried about..."

"They're someone of high status. They didn't invite you, so what kind of behavior is it for you to come here on your own... Hey? Jin Huan?"

Xie Jinhuan turned around upon hearing the noise and saw Da Wanyi and Xiao Zisu walking side by side in the corridor outside the window. Her expression stiffened slightly.

Bu Yuehua was also startled and quickly tried to get up, but the space under the table was really small and a bit inconvenient. Before she could even straighten her clothes, she heard:

stomping on...

When Lin Zisu discovered Xie Lang and Empress Dowager Guo in the study, her eyes lit up, and she quickly ran to the window to peek out.
"Wow~ It's so beautifully drawn, Your Majesty, please don't move..."

?

Empress Dowager Guo stared in disbelief, speechless.

Bu Yuehua turned pale with fright and quickly hid against the wall.

Xie Jinhuan was also quite startled. He shielded the table with his body and laughed awkwardly:
"Just drawing, you guys are here so early? I was thinking of picking you up later..."

"Xie Lang is so busy all day, your aunt doesn't need you to pick her up. Hey? Why are you all sweaty? Is something wrong with you? Let me take a look..."

As Lin Zisu spoke, she ran into the house.

Lin Wanyi was initially a little confused, but when she looked through the window, she saw Xie Jinhuan gesturing under the table, his eyes pleading for help.

Under the table, a stunningly beautiful woman lay disheveled...

Oh my God!

Lin Wanyi's eyes widened in disbelief. She had wanted to see which daring woman was so bold, but when she found out it was her own master, her eyes widened again. She thought her master must have gone mad!

In broad daylight, under the clear sky, the Valkyrie is still sitting in front of you, what are you doing?

But since things had come to this, no matter how shocked Lin Wanyi was, she couldn't scold him to his face. Seeing that Zisu had already entered the room, she quickly jumped through the window and stood in front of the desk:
"Hey, Jin Huan is painting. Don't bother her. Go sit properly next to the Empress Dowager and let Jin Huan paint you in too."

"what?"

Lin Zisu felt that it would be inappropriate for her to join in as a third wheel while Xie Lang was painting for Empress Dowager Guo.

But Xie Lang nodded eagerly, like a chick pecking at rice. Lin Zisu, unable to refuse his hospitality, blushed and obediently sat down.

"I'm so sorry... Hmm, I think Xie Lang doesn't look quite right..."

"It's okay, I'll take a look at him. Sit still and don't move around."

Lin Wanyi went behind the desk and pretended to touch Ah Huan's forehead to take her temperature, but her eyes were fixed on the feverish sister under the desk, her eyes full of:
Eh~tsk tsk tsk...

Master, are you drunk?

He doesn't even know when to sneak a bite; I thought Sect Leader Nangong was up to something ruthless again...

Even the Fairy of the Hungry Fairy wouldn't dare to do that, yet you, a witch from a sorcerer cult, dare to do it? This is simply...

For this matter, your auntie will be living off you for the rest of her life...

……

Bu Yuehua hid under the table, her face flushed. She wanted to explain, but how could she possibly say something like, "My master needs to absorb yang energy"? It seemed she could only bear this alone...

It's all that brat's fault! She said she was going back inside to change her clothes, but she insisted on staying here, writing and playing around with fancy words. Now look what happened...

Bu Yuehua was currently blocked, and she couldn't just casually pop out from under the table. She could only signal to Wanyi with her eyes to think of a way to quickly get Zisu away.

Xie Jinhuan felt quite ashamed. He reached out and touched Sister Bu to comfort her, but was pinched. He quickly sat up straight and continued drawing with his head down...

(End of this chapter)