Mountain and River Festival

Chapter 399 Don't bother my sister and brother-in-law

Lu Xingzhou didn't dare to show off his newly learned Charming Man Technique in front of Pei Chuyun. Just a simple sip of his lips was enough to make Ye Tinglan's breathing quicken and her emotions surge.

After all, being on this stargazing platform is too psychologically stimulating.

Not only because it was spacious, giving people the feeling of being outdoors under the open sky, but also because it was a solemn altar for communicating with heaven and earth... it was turned into a decadent and blasphemous place.

But it seems like I was the one who flirted with him first.

Ye Tinglan pressed down on the hand that was reaching into her Taoist robe and scolded, "Aren't you done yet? Don't you know where you are?"

Looking at her face after she removed her mask, so beautiful it was like a peach blossom and her eyes like spring water, it was hard to tell if she was the same person as when they first met. Lu Xingzhou rubbed his face comfortably and whispered in her ear, "Where is this place?"

Ye Tinglan bit her lower lip: "The place to observe the fate of the Great Qian Dynasty... um~"

"Can this Great Qian Dynasty still have a future?" Lu Xingzhou increased the pressure on his hands.

This gentleman has a slight... well, you know... tendency. She'd like it even more if you used a little more force, but unfortunately, this isn't the right occasion to bite him.

As expected, Ye Tinglan not only didn't blame him for using too much force, but instead became even more limp, curling up even closer into his arms: "The Grand Preceptor of the Great Qian has been treated like this by that lecherous fellow on the Star Gazing Platform, what kind of national fortune can the Great Qian possibly have..."

Lu Xingzhou also felt that the scene was too lewd. The Taoist priests had only wisely stayed outside and had not been instructed not to enter. If they came in to report something, they would be in big trouble. So he said, "Then let's go somewhere else."

Ye Tinglan almost laughed in anger: "Is this the issue we're talking about? Aren't we talking about the fate of the Great Qian Dynasty?"

Lu Xingzhou laughed and said, "Who cares about something that's almost gone?"

Ye Tinglan bit her lower lip, feeling aroused herself. She glanced around furtively and whispered, "The rooms are located below the platform. I'm not just sitting on the platform to stargaze. I rest in the rooms inside the platform."

Lu Xingzhou picked her up and said, "Lead the way."

Ye Tinglan felt even more ashamed, as if she were being taught where to do her thing, or rather, exactly like that.

She still pointed out the way, and Lu Xingzhou went around to the back of the high platform and found the door. The Grand Preceptor, who was in the man's arms, reached out her slender hand to release the restriction. The hidden door rumbled open, and the man carried the Grand Preceptor inside. The door then closed again.

Inside was indeed a room, illuminated by a luminous pearl that gave it a soft, daytime glow, and the interior was simple and elegant.

There was a Bagua mirror and a peach wood sword hanging on the wall, nothing else.

A secluded cave dwelling for the pure cultivation of true Taoists.

Unfortunately, the owner of this place willingly turned it into a place of debauchery.

The man tumbled onto the bed with the Imperial Preceptor in his arms, and the Taoist robe that had been difficult to untie earlier was easily pulled apart. Underneath, it was still not a bellyband, but the simple cloth lining.

Lu Xingzhou lifted it up: "Didn't you say you'd wear a bellyband underneath from now on..."

Ye Tinglan said bitterly, "How could I normally dress like that?"

“Then this won’t be convenient.” Lu Xingzhou’s eyes darted around, and he pulled the hem of his shirt to her lips: “Keep it in your mouth.”

Ye Tinglan didn't even have time to react before instinctively biting down.

Then I realized how erotic it was.

Just as she was about to let go and stop, Lu Xingzhou had already buried his head down and started her favorite gentle biting.

Ye Tinglan shuddered, biting her clothes and turning her head away, only to realize that this position was not only convenient for men, but also served as a gag for herself, which made her even more lewd.

Just as she was hesitating whether to agree or not, wondering if the little man would be unhappy, the communication jade talisman vibrated gently.

Ye Tinglan blinked, not giving in at first, but connecting with him through telepathy.

As expected of the most talented younger sister, the timing of each phone call is so precise, seemingly in accordance with the will of Heaven.

"You contacted me before?" Yuan Muyu's divine sense transmitted.

Ye Tinglan bit her clothes and reached out to hug the man's head: "Hmm... what were you doing before? I called you so many times and you didn't answer. I thought you were deliberately ignoring my messages like before."

"I have a lot of things to do. Do you think everyone is like you, a Taoist nun with nothing to do, just sitting there stargazing all day like a star slave?"

"?" Ye Tinglan felt a surge of anger rush to her head and subconsciously retorted, "Observing the stars and gazing at the moon, understanding the laws of heaven, and knowing the rituals of the sun and moon, do you want to lock yourself up in the dark underground like some people, neither human nor ghost? Yama, you can't even play a clown better than me."

As soon as she loosened her grip, she covered the man's head with her clothes.

Lu Xingzhou: “?”

Despite her annoyance, Ye Tinglan found the scene amusing and reached out to hug the head inside the clothes: "Be good, just like that, don't move around."

Yuan Muyu: "?"

The three people's question marks appeared in a very rhythmic way.

Yuan Muyu hadn't reacted much to the retort, but suddenly she jumped up and shouted, "Ye Tinglan! What are you doing?"

Ye Tinglan suddenly realized that this was the best strategy to teach Yuan Muyu a lesson; motherly discipline was useless: "Me? I'm being intimate with your brother-in-law right now, and I haven't even scolded you for picking such a good time, but you're already calling me. So, what did you want to see me about... um..."

However, Lu Xingzhou was resentful of being used as a tool for the older sister to bully the younger sister, so she started attacking other positions, and the hem of her Taoist robe was torn open.

Yuan Muyu, on the other end, was much calmer: "Keep pretending. It's not like it's always such a coincidence. This time, I was the one who contacted you first. Oh, by the way, you weren't cheating on me with another man, were you?"

Lu Xingzhou poked his head out of Ye Tinglan's clothes and patted her: "Turn around and lie down."

Ye Tinglan was too ashamed to move, but Yuan Muyu completely exploded: "Lu Xingzhou! It really is you!" "Of course it's me. Does Lord Yama really want me to be cuckolded? We've been friends for so many years." Lu Xingzhou said, "Say what you want to say quickly, don't bother my sister and brother-in-law."

Yuan Muyu was trembling all over.

Ye Tinglan was forcefully turned over by the man and lay face down, trembling all over.

At this moment, the sisters were on the same wavelength, though one was angry and the other was embarrassed.

The last time a similar scene occurred in Tianshuang Kingdom, Ye Tinglan felt like she was committing a crime in front of a fish, but this time she felt like she was being played by a man in front of her sister.

When the roles of host and guest are reversed, the psychological impact is that obvious.

Ye Tinglan suddenly felt that Lu Xingzhou had become much stronger since returning from the Demon Realm. Was he influenced by the wildness of the demonic energy? Before she could figure it out, her body felt a chill and she was stripped naked, leaving only an empty Taoist robe hanging open on her body.

Yuan Muyu was almost incoherent on the other end: "Lu Xingzhou, what's wrong with you now? So lecherous! I heard you just came back from the Demon Realm, you're all travel-worn, did you not even take a bath... No, you're still disregarding your fatigue and indulging in such promiscuity, it's not good for your cultivation... No, Ye Tinglan, how can you be so shameless? You can even mess around with a man while we're on the phone!"

Ye Tinglan wanted to say that things seemed to be out of her control, but all she could say was gasp for breath.

Yuan Muyu listened to the panting without expression.

Lu Xingzhou said, "What does King Yama want with my wife? Hurry up and finish, we have other things to do."

"What business could you possibly have of me!"

Lu Xingzhou glanced at it and thought to himself, "Yes."

Yuan Muyu gritted her teeth and said, "It was Ye Tinglan who contacted me first! I just asked her what she wanted!"

Ye Tinglan bit her finger with some difficulty: "I... I asked you what information you found from the remnant soul of that ancient realm who possessed Duan Ning, and what you exchanged for it... Ah..."

Sailing on dry land, this time the boat was familiar with the route.

"?" Yuan Muyu: "What was that sound?"

Lu Xingzhou said, "It's nothing. Can you tell me about the information from King Yama's side?"

"Get off her, and I'll tell you."

"But what's the point, Yama?"

Yuan Muyu fell completely silent.

Yes, it's pointless. They might succeed this time, but they'll have countless more.

After a long pause, he sighed wearily, "When you're done, have Ye Tinglan call me back. That's all."

The call was cut off, and Yuan Muyu couldn't bear to listen for even a second longer.

Ye Tinglan breathed a sigh of relief, and the groan she had been suppressing finally escaped her lips: "You... what's wrong with you today..."

"So domineering, huh?" Lu Xingzhou finished the sentence in his mind, but the image of Long Qinghuang appeared in his mind, and then he thought of Pei Chuyun's question just now.

In terms of his own mindset, he has always been in the position of an assistant, and has never had the idea of ​​taking charge himself.

My first idea came from taming dragons.

If you're always going to be a supporter, who do you want to tame? And who are you taming for?
How could the Dragon Emperor possibly be tamed by such a being? In the end, it was just a matter of lovemaking in bed, where he would simply say, "Master, please have some fun."

Her only thought is to conquer the Great Qian Dynasty and hold you in the palm of her hand.

Why should I make her wait? Wait for what?
Only when one is the master of a power can one say to the Dragon Emperor, "I have come to marry you."

That's what makes "wait for me" meaningful.

Even Pei Chuyun said, "I'm not here to help Shen Tang."

But actually... some things have always been hidden in my bones, not something that just appeared now. I told Gua Mei a long time ago that I wanted this world, like a furnace, to bear my flame.

It's just that I didn't have the resources before... Actually, I still don't. It's just that my emotional ties with these powerful figures are far from sufficient. Besides, I'm not someone who lives off their influence. Strictly speaking, my current influence is zero.

However, this feeling of settling down and establishing myself has reinforced this mindset: I'm the head of the household now... Shouldn't I change my mindset about some things?

Am I destined to always be just a supporting actor?

Looking at the goddess beneath him, biting her finger and submitting to his pleasure, Lu Xingzhou let out a long sigh of relief.

In any case, first change your mindset. As long as you think this way, there will always be a way out.

"You..." The rain stopped and the clouds dispersed, Ye Tinglan was radiant with satisfaction, but also a little aggrieved, nestled in his arms: "I didn't make the call, why are you suppressing me..."

Lu Xingzhou held her soft body in his arms without answering.

Ye Tinglan could actually sense the little man's desire to take charge—he had always had it, always been a wolf disguised as a puppy, always wanting only to rebel against the Heavenly Gang, but today the feeling was particularly strong.

"Did something happen in the Demon Realm?" Ye Tinglan quickly found the reason: "What exactly is going on between you and Long Qinghuang?"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

P.S.: Only a few hours left in August! Brothers with monthly passes, be careful not to let them expire!
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