Chapter 521: Chapter 239 Aunt Ruo Squats Down and Ties Her Long Hair Up
"Jin’an, kiss me, kiss your Aunt Ruo..."
The delicate whimpers of the alluring woman in his arms echoed in his ears. Lu Jin’an clearly felt Xiao Yinruo’s delicate body tremble slightly, tensing up in nervousness and shyness.
Yet she still tilted her head up, her slightly disordered breaths making her appear more tender and inviting.
Xiao Yinruo’s hands gripped Lu Jin’an’s arms tightly. In her clarity, she knew exactly what she was saying, even deliberately repeating, "kiss your Aunt Ruo," to provoke him into action.
She didn’t know why that phrase came to her mind, but instinctively believed it would work.
Because she could clearly feel Jin’an’s body tense up a bit, his breathing becoming heavier.
His scorching breath spread across her face, gradually relaxing Xiao Yinruo’s stiff body.
Because his breath was something her current state longed for—hot, warm, quenching...
But why wasn’t he moving?
Was it because of Nanzhi or Wanyu?
Thinking of her disciple and friend, Xiao Yinruo felt a stabbing pain in her heart, but the increased frequency made her experience an enigmatic emotion she couldn’t quite explain.
Excitement...?
Excited for what?
How could she have such a strange thought?
Unconsciously, Xiao Yinruo grasped Lu Jin’an’s arm tighter. It was impossible for her to feel excited thinking about Nanzhi and Wanyu. It must be her current state affecting her mind.
It was definitely not the thrill of secretly obtaining some treasure!
Resolutely affirming her thoughts, Xiao Yinruo’s sweet breaths became more rapid, and she couldn’t help but twist her slender waist gently.
The line from her back to her hips formed a graceful curve. Xiao Yinruo felt her abdomen pressing against Lu Jin’an’s leg. She could clearly feel his hands lightly touch her waist but then hesitate and pull away.
Xiao Yinruo opened her eyes slightly, pouting with a sense of delicate vulnerability: "Jin’an, do you really want to embarrass your aunt?"
Her right hand released Lu Jin’an’s arm, slowly raising to his face. The words she wanted to say circled in her mind before coming out with an added implication: "As long as you don’t say, I won’t say, just don’t let Wanyu and Nanzhi know.
You... don’t like me?"
The urgency overrode such an excuse, momentarily seeming to leave Xiao Yinruo’s mind entirely.
Lu Jin’an looked at Xiao Yinruo’s alluring face, not pretending to be a gentleman, just...
"Aunt Ruo." Lu Jin’an softly spoke, "This environment is not worthy of you."
Xiao Yinruo looked at Lu Jin’an gently. Just as he was about to continue, the beauty in his arms waved her delicate hand, the surrounding scene changed, and Lu Jin’an, regaining his senses, found himself in a plain room.
It wasn’t an illusion; it was the Immortal Artifact, the Flying Boat of Qingmiao Palace, that White Jade Palace Lu Jin’an had seen.
At this moment, this palace stretched across the Immortal Falling Shura Formation Map, with the Forget Love Taoist Skill flowing around it, seemingly resisting the gray mist to some extent.
The terror of the Immortal Falling Shura Formation Map lay in its stimulation of soul desires, and the treasure Immortal Artifacts capable of resisting the Sea of Consciousness Technique were rare, though this White Jade Palace was among them.
Since Qingmiao Palace opposed the Northern Spiritual Clan, known for their Divine Soul attacks, this White Jade Palace was a treasure Immortal Artifact, passed down and gradually perfected.
"This is my room."
Xiao Yinruo’s hands silently wrapped around Lu Jin’an’s waist, her side profile resting against his shoulder, gazing dreamily at his moving Adam’s apple.
Finding it amusing, she gently blew a breath towards his Adam’s apple.
Lu Jin’an tilted his head to look at her: "Then why didn’t you before..."
"Do you know how many Spirit Crystals it takes to maintain such an array fully activated?" Xiao Yinruo raised her hand, gently touching his Adam’s apple. "The 1.5 billion Spirit Crystals I carried are long gone. The remaining Spirit Crystals in this palace can only last for about an hour...
Besides, it’s inevitable."
She chuckled softly: "You’re nervous, how could you ask such a simple question?
When avoiding the Dead Tide, drawing out that serpent, and having the nun activate this formation map, you seemed so clever."
Lu Jin’an exhaled lightly: "I don’t think you’ve lost your reason yet."
Xiao Yinruo squinted slightly, her red lips approaching Lu Jin’an’s neck, placing a gentle kiss on his Adam’s apple, then licking it.
Reason?
Wrong, how could Xiao Yinruo, in this state, still possess reason?
Lu Jin’an’s breath became more labored, feeling the sensation on his neck. He couldn’t help but hold Xiao Yinruo’s waist tighter.
It seemed Aunt Ruo, following the Forget Love Path, was indeed skilled.
"Kiss me." Xiao Yinruo wrapped her legs gently around him, the softness in her voice growing: "Must you endure?"
Lu Jin’an reached out and grabbed her wrist, then took both her wrists in one hand, raising them high. He stepped forward and pressed Xiao Yinruo against the wall, looking down at her gasping face.
Her peach blossom eyes seemed to swirl with more mist due to Lu Jin’an’s actions, an enchanting allure exuding, as if it could capture his very soul.