Superpowered Love Academy

"It's good enough to have something to eat."

Tu Mi placed her hands on the table, stretched out her smooth and slender legs, and tapped her feet on her left thigh.

This movement caused Zuo Le's body to stiffen slightly.

What are you doing?

Tu Mi showed no intention of pulling her leg back; instead, she used her five toes, which resembled small flowers, to squeeze his thigh.

It was quite forceful; Zuo Le felt that it had at least clamped a few of his leg hairs.

"What?" Tu Mi put her other leg up as well.

She rubbed her instep and then brushed against Zuo Le's thigh, making Zuo Le's mind wander and unable to concentrate on his meal.

Looking down slightly, the toes resemble newly sprouted jade buds, and the skin is translucent, making one want to pick them up and examine them.

Zuo Le, who usually eats very quickly, is eating very slowly this time.

Nobody knows why.

All we can say is that it's all the fault of the *Tu Mi* (荼蘼).

Especially towards the end of the meal, she actually slipped her feet under Zuo Le's clothes and pressed them against his stomach and waist.

Zuo Le put down her chopsticks, remained silent for a moment, and then composed herself.

"What happened after you got back?"

"What else can we do but get punished and beaten? It's not the first time anyway."

Tu Mi's tone was completely flat, as if she were talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

Zuo Le didn't press her about the content of the accusations. He just looked at her, watching her rest her chin on her hand on the table, nodding and dozing off, as if she was very sleepy.

After a moment's thought, Zuo Le suddenly reached out and grabbed Tu Mi's foot.

This action startled the drowsy Tu Mi awake, who looked at Zuo Le with some surprise:

"What, you've finally come to your senses and are going to make your move against me?"

"Neuropathy."

"Hey, still reaching out?"

Feeling Zuo Le's palm moving upwards along her calf, Tu Mi's eyes showed a hint of panic, but she still didn't try to break free.

It wasn't until Zuo Le bent down, slipped his other hand across her chest, and picked her up.

The girl then realized what Zuo Le was doing.

"whispering sound!"

Tu Mi pouted and simply rested her head between Zuo Le's neck and chest, offering no resistance whatsoever.

Her body was already soft, and now that Zuo Le was holding her in his arms, she was even more like a lump of soft mud, light and delicate.

Zuo Le put the person on the bed, and Tu Mi naturally hooked her arms around his neck, just like before.

"Take a nap."

"I need to cultivate."

"sleep!"

"..." Zuo Le didn't say anything, but just leaned on the bed and stared straight at her.

Under normal circumstances, Zuo Le would not let anything delay his cultivation. In his view, nothing was more important than improving his strength.

But there are always exceptions in life.

"Move it in a bit."

"Okay." Tu Mi Gu scurried a few times, making room for Zuo Le.

When Zuo Le lay down, she didn't do anything extra. She just tightly gripped Zuo Le's shirt with one hand, rested her face on his arm, and then fell asleep.

She fell asleep quickly and looked really tired, so Zuo Le didn't make a sound to disturb her.

……

The Holy Land of Light.

Tuqi took a plate of food from the monk and headed toward Discipline Room 81 in the sanctuary.

She had a faint smile and gentleness on her face, but when she stood at the door of Discipline Room 81, the smile and gentleness disappeared.

An increasingly oppressive aura rose from Tu Qi as she pushed open the door to the discipline room and turned to look at the female cultivator following behind her.

"What about her?"

The female cultivator walked into the discipline room with some surprise, circled the small room once, and then looked at Tuqi in horror.

"Lord Tuqi, I... I don't know! Miss Tumi was here this morning. She was clearly praying this morning..."

Tu Qi looked at the incoherent female cultivator, and her face softened again:

"Don't be nervous. I don't mean to punish you. It's just that my sister's escape has really worried me."

"Yes, I'm sorry."

"Forget it, with her personality, most people couldn't control her. This isn't your problem. Go on with your work."

"Yes, thank you, Lady Tuqi."

The female cultivator thanked her with trepidation, bowing as she retreated.

Tu Qi stood still, her smile fading as the female cultivator moved away until it disappeared completely.

She then waved to the knight in short sleeves standing by the roadside:

"Replace this person and send them away."

The guarding knight did not make a sound, but simply nodded silently.

Tu Qi loosened the collar of her robe and turned back to the No. 81 disciplinary room where Tu Mi lived.

Sitting on her bed, I gently stroked the cold, lifeless bedding and the Holy Light Prayer that Tu Mi had placed on the bedside table as a pillow.

"Did you sneak out to see him again? What is it about him that fascinates you?"

Tuqi put down her prayer and closed the door to Discipline Room 81.

He then walked back to the side hall of the Holy Light Sanctuary with a smile, where a man and a woman, both around 40 years old, were drinking tea.

Upon seeing Tu Qi arrive, one of the female cultivators smiled and asked:

"How is Tu Mi? Has she repented?"

"Still the same old story, sleeping in the discipline room. It's unlikely to change anything in a short time." Tu Qi shook her head with a smile.

"Hmph, then let's lock her up for a while longer."

Chapter 56 Deliberately Picking a Fight in the Rain

Tu Mi slept for about two hours, during which she occasionally let out some low moans and whimpers, and frequently talked in her sleep.

She gripped Zuo Le's clothes tightly, as if afraid he would run away.

Zuo Le had no idea what she had been through.

Considering her personality, I didn't even think about asking, let alone making any unfounded speculations.

However, being pulled to lie on the bed was not a very comfortable position, especially when her thighs were pressed against her stomach, Zuo Le couldn't even perform the Demonic Breathing.

I can only remain calm and engage in pure meditation, something I haven't tried in a long time.

This action brings him inner peace.

Why do we need tranquility?

Then don't worry about it.

"How long have I been asleep?" Tu Mi asked, her eyelids drooping slightly before she quickly closed them again.

"Less than two and a half hours," Zuo Le answered truthfully, and turned over to move his slightly stiff body.

The girl still looked sleepy. She closed her eyes again and snuggled up next to Zuo Le for a short nap.

A few minutes later, probably after her drowsiness had dissipated considerably, Tu Mi opened her eyes again.

"Get up." He pressed Zuo Le up, sat on Zuo Le's chest, and raised his hand to smooth his hair.

Zuo Le was pinned down by her, and just as he was about to say something, his gaze inadvertently drifted downwards...

Zuo Le: ?! ?

It seems she was only wearing her own shirt?

How could I not have noticed after sleeping for so long?

Then, Zuo Le's eyes were covered by Tu Mi, who leaned over, and he heard Tu Mi's whisper in his ear:

"What are you looking at?"

"Row."

It was a classic case of answering a completely different question, but Zuo Le also found it difficult to say anything else.

It wasn't until Tu Mi helped him out of bed and began to quietly change his clothes that he finally got up.

Tu Mi had already put on the windbreaker she had worn before, and then put on her own shorts.

"Are you going out?"

Zuo Le asked this question after seeing that she had put on her clothes.

Tu Mi twisted her body in front of the mirror, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with her clothes, she pouted and drooped her eyelids:

"You'll keep staring if I don't wear it? Ha, I'm afraid it will affect your cultivation."

"You're so kind."

When Zuo Le said this, he did recall the situation just now.

The lighting wasn't very good, what a pity!

Zuo Le originally wanted to stay in the dormitory to cultivate, which was his daily routine. Moreover, he had already wasted more than two hours today. If he didn't hurry up, he probably wouldn't even have enough time for six hours of cultivation.

But after staring at Tu Mi, who was dressed, for a while, he gave up the idea of ​​cultivation and pointed to the door with his thumb:

"Want to go out together?"

"Go out? Where to?" Although Tu Mi did not answer, she found a hair tie and tied up her eye-catching white hair.

"I want to go to the building materials store to see if they have any suitable materials."

Today is Thursday, and the CD for the False Creation is about to turn around.

He wanted to try his luck at the self-operated store.

Upon hearing Zuo Le mention this, Tu Mi's eyes flickered. As someone who had copied the power of the Creator, she could roughly guess what Zuo Le wanted to do.

However, crafting items requires a huge amount of spiritual energy, unlike food.

If we want to remind Zuo Le, what kind of method should we use?

Tu Mi pulled down the hood of her windbreaker to cover her hair, then put on a mask and put her hands in her pockets.

"Let's go."

"It's raining outside, aren't you going to use an umbrella?"

"The drop wasn't big, it doesn't matter."

Tu Mi's way of thinking is indeed quite different from that of normal women. Ordinary women, especially those with long hair, generally absolutely do not want to get wet in the rain.

But her usual way of seeking shelter from the rain is to just squat down under any tree.

He's truly a genius.

"Okay, let's go."

Wearing two hoods, one tall and one short, they walked towards the college's own store despite the light autumn rain.

Zuo Le now has a huge sum of 2 yuan, but he still doesn't have a good opportunity to spend it.