Why is the fairy who adopted me plotting against me?

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"I was astonished! I never expected Aunt Hu to carry such treasures with her, and to give away so many at once!"

“Yes,” Su Mu nodded, recalling Hu Chanyuan’s smug expression at the time, and couldn’t help but smile. “According to Aunt Hu, their fox clan migrated…”

The secret realm where she resides is precisely the habitat of the Heavenly Silkworm, and its yield is considerable. What we have is truly just a drop in the ocean for her.”

"Aunt Hu is a real heiress." He said with a hint of friendly teasing.

After receiving Hu Chanyuan's approval, Su Mu frankly told Su Zhixiao about her and Qinghan's identities as members of the orphanage. Xiaoxiao was initially somewhat surprised upon hearing this.

She was surprised, but quickly understood. After all, they had spent so many years together, their bond was deep, and they considered each other family. How could she possibly feel any resentment because of his demonic identity?

A rift? The only thing she cared about was something else entirely.

Su Zhixiao gently put down the silk thread, her small lips slightly pouting, a hint of disappointment in her eyes, and whispered, "Brother, such a precious..."

The silkworm silk alone could probably buy half of the most bustling streets in Qingzhou City, right? The flying sword I'm giving you today, although it's also a high-grade magic weapon...

"Baby, but compared to Aunt Hu's generous gift, it seems a bit lacking."

Seeing this, Su Mu understood and gently patted her head. "Silly girl, you're overthinking things again. Let's not even talk about this Heavenly Silkworm Silk..."

Although there is a price but no market, selling in large quantities could easily lead to unnecessary trouble, as it is not something that can be easily converted into cash.

Besides, as I said during the day, Xiaoxiao's constant concern for me is the most precious gift in the world. Even the flying sword...

Silkworm silk is nothing but an external thing; how can it compare to the sincerity you and Aunt Hu have shown each other?

Sensing the appreciation in Su Mu's words, Su Zhixiao's cheeks flushed slightly, and the slight disappointment in her heart instantly vanished, replaced by a feeling of deep warmth.

A sweet smile played on her lips. She said sweetly, "Then...brother, you can't forget your promise from earlier today, okay? It's time to give the kitten a big, colorful face!"

As she spoke, she tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and her long eyelashes fluttered gently like butterfly wings.

"Okay, let's give our little cat a big face paint." Su Mu chuckled and gently began to paint her face.

He often did makeup for Xiaoxiao and her fellow disciples, and had long since mastered the skills.

Su Zhixiao's skin was naturally delicate, so she didn't need heavy makeup. Su Mu took only a small amount and gently patted it onto her cheeks with her fingertips, instantly creating a light, smooth finish.

The pale pink clouds made her complexion appear even more radiant and translucent.

Her peach blossom eyes were lightly tinted with light pink and light brown, with a subtle smudge at the outer corners, outlining a hazy spring scene, and her gaze was filled with a touch of delicate charm.

A touch of rouge on her lips, the vermilion color staining her pink petals, added a touch of mature charm to her originally pure and ethereal temperament.

"Alright." Su Mu put down the tools and looked at them with a smile.

Su Zhixiao eagerly picked up the bronze mirror beside her, admiring her reflection from left to right, her eyes filled with joy: "Hmm! So beautiful! Brother!"

"My brother's cooking is the best!"

She put down the mirror, happily threw herself into Su Mu's arms, tilted her little face up, pouted her alluring pink lips, and said sweetly, "Brother..."

Kiss me~

Su Mu readily complied, lowering his head to cup her face and kissing her deeply. "Gurgle...gurgle..." The soft sound of water echoed in the quiet room.

They rose, their lips and tongues intertwined, their breaths mingling.

After a long while, the two slowly separated, a few warm, silvery strands of saliva escaping their lips.

"Brother~" Su Zhixiao's breath hitched slightly, her alluring charm radiating from her every move, like a kitten that had been fed a treat and was now even more greedy, her little face flushed.

He pressed his lips against the "spiritual root," gently rubbing it, "Let Xiaoxiao kiss that place too~ okay?"

How could Su Mu resist her coquettish manner? He replied indulgently, "Alright, whatever you say. But Xiaoxiao, remember this time, you mustn't let your yang energy..."

He swallowed them all; his brother had other uses for them. With that, he untied his belt.

With a soft "snap," the already erect and scorching "spiritual root" sprang out, brimming with vitality, and gently struck Su Zhixiao's tender skin.

On his cheeks.

"Ah!" Su Zhixiao was initially devastated, but then, as if remembering something, she blinked: "Brother wants to... mix the 'yang energy' with this silkworm silk..."

Together?"

"It's not mixing, it's nurturing." Su Mu thought about the various tricks he might play in the future, but he had no intention of tasting his own "yang energy."

"The yang energy within my body is inherently extraordinary, and after being refined by the 'Mysterious Female Harmony and Heaven-Mending Technique,' it possesses numerous additional benefits. Perhaps this can help strengthen the resilience of the silk threads."

Sex makes it more spiritual.

“Brother is right!” Su Zhixiao immediately agreed, having personally experienced how her skin became more radiant after using Su Mu’s “yang energy” as a facial mask.

The smooth and delicate effect... "Xiaoxiao, you'd better work harder to help your brother release his yang energy properly!"

As she spoke, she earnestly stretched out her small hand and firmly grasped the burning "spiritual root," first placing a light touch on the sensitive "red tip."

A soft lip print, then carefully placed it in her mouth.

The rhythmic sucking sounds resumed, and Su Zhixiao, like a devout believer, served with utmost care. She occasionally lightly swept the tip of her tongue across the top of her mouth.

Sometimes, the tongue gently wraps around the mouth with its warm surface, the nimble tip of the tongue changing in various ways, each movement carrying a careful and precious touch.

Su Mu gently stroked the top of her head with affection, and Xiaoxiao, encouraged, worked even harder. When the tip of the "spiritual root tip" lightly touched the bottom of her throat, she…

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However, there was no discomfort. Instead, her cheeks slightly sunken as she used the "vacuum technique" that Su Mu had mentioned by chance.

"Hmm, that was a clever move," Su Mu sighed with satisfaction. He hadn't expected that the technique he'd casually mentioned last time would be so firmly etched in this girl's memory.

This was used perfectly at this moment.

"Mmm~ Her little mouth, filled with milk, couldn't utter a complete sentence, but from the crescent-shaped corners of her eyes and her light, nasal tone, it was clear that the praise made her happy."

Overjoyed.

However, Xiaoxiao's strenuous efforts were ultimately unsustainable, especially since the focus tonight was on the experiment with the Heavenly Silkworm Silk. Just as Su Zhixiao reached her limit...

In an instant, Su Mu released a large amount of "yang energy." Although Xiao Xiao was exhausted, she remembered Su Mu's instructions and held the mouthful of "yang energy" in her mouth.

In the middle, they carefully accepted the task.

Su Mu quickly retrieved the nascent silkworm stockings and gestured for Xiaoxiao to exhale her "yang energy" onto them. Xiaoxiao obediently complied, watching the glistening liquid...

Her body slowly soaked through the silk. Su Mu gently wiped away the traces of silk from her lips, and the two of them held their breath, watching intently as the silk stockings changed color.

The originally translucent white surface of the silkworm silk began to glow faintly, as if it had completely absorbed the "yang energy." The already highly elastic silk material...

They appeared even more resilient, shimmering with a pearly sheen in the candlelight. Su Mu gently tugged at them, and the stockings stretched and bounced back.

It's done!

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Chapter 119 White Silk

"Brother, let me try it on!" Su Zhixiao's eyes lit up immediately, and the fatigue from the sparring session just now vanished in an instant.

She eagerly lifted her two long, shapely legs and gently placed them on Su Mu's knees. Her skirt slid down naturally, revealing a section of smooth skin.

calves.

“Okay, I'll put it on Xiaoxiao now,” Su Mu replied with a smile, his tone gentle. He picked up a pair of stockings. His movements were gentle and focused.

It was as if they were treating a precious work of art.

He pinched the top of the stockings between his fingertips and carefully slipped them onto Su Zhixiao's fair and delicate toes. The smooth, silky touch stirred something within him.

He slowly pulled the stockings up, his movements steady and fluid. The stockings, like a second skin, clung perfectly to her slender figure.

Her ankles, shapely calves, and full, rounded thighs.

As the stockings gradually covered her skin, the beautiful lines of Su Zhixiao's legs were perfectly outlined. When the edge of the stockings reached the top of her thighs...

With a slight tightening of her wrist, Su Mu made a soft "snap," and the top of the sock was firmly secured against Su Zhixiao's plump, fair thigh.

It left a shallow, perfectly sized mark on the flesh.

The first pair of stockings he chose was the most basic and classic white over-the-knee style. He patiently helped Su Zhixiao put them on on both legs.

Neat and tidy, every part is adjusted to fit comfortably.

"Come on, stand up and walk around. How does it feel?" Su Mu helped her to her feet and asked with concern. He cared more about the visual enjoyment than the visual experience.

Su Zhixiao's actual experience wearing it: "Does it feel tight? Or is there anything uncomfortable?"

Su Zhixiao stood up as instructed, gently moved her legs, and took a few steps carefully. A delighted smile immediately bloomed on her face:

"Mmm! It's so comfortable! It fits so snugly, I can barely feel it, but it's very warm and not stuffy at all!"

She excitedly lowered her head, bent one leg, and carefully examined the lines of her calf encased in stockings. She couldn't resist touching it with her hand to feel it.

The incredibly smooth and delicate feel... "This material is so good, so slippery and comfortable!"

Then, she walked briskly to the mirror, turned slightly to the side, and looked at herself in the mirror.

Her legs were naturally fair and her skin was delicate. Now, they were covered with a layer of high-quality white stockings, the two shades of white intertwined.

One is the warm, soft white of skin, the other the cool, snowy white of stockings—far from clashing, they complement each other perfectly, further highlighting the beauty of the two...

Her legs were long, straight, and had a perfectly proportioned, fleshy look.

She turned around, her skirt swaying slightly, and looked at Su Mu with a hint of shyness and anticipation, her eyes sparkling: "Brother, does it look good?"

In her heart, Su Mu's evaluation surpassed all the praise in the world.

Su Mu gazed at her, his eyes filled with genuine appreciation and a gentle smile.

The white stockings that Su Zhixiao wore accentuated her naturally lively and pure charm, perfectly showcasing her beauty.

The beauty of her legs.

"It looks good." He nodded firmly, his tone sincere.

Before she finished speaking, Su Zhixiao had already gracefully sat in his lap.

She took Su Mu's hand and guided his warm palm to gently place it on her jade-like legs encased in white stockings.

"Then why don't you come and experience it for yourself, brother?" She tilted her little face up, her eyes sparkling with a sly provocation.

"Xiaoxiao is so charming now, it won't just be her legs that are so alluring later," Su Mu teased.

"Then, Xiaoxiao isn't afraid either!" Xiaoxiao said firmly.

"Okay, then brother will teach Xiaoxiao a new method."

Su Mu lifted Su Zhixiao's two white-stockinged legs and squeezed his "spiritual root" between her thighs into the extremely narrow gap.

"Chirp!" Su Mu's spiritual root "inevitably touched Xiao Xiao's secret realm pearl," and his entire body trembled, revealing smooth white silk.

The speed at which her "spiritual root" entered and exited also increased, making the sensations she experienced even stronger.

At this moment, Su Mu held Xiaoxiao's jade feet while using his "spiritual root" to feel the touch of her silk stockinged legs.

Su Zhixiao felt that after putting on the stockings, she could feel the heat of her "spiritual root" even more on her thighs, and her body began to writhe restlessly.

Come.

"Brother, hurry, hurry, or Xiaoxiao won't be able to hold back!" Su Zhixiao pleaded, still remembering Su Mu's earlier words about wanting to "grow" (something unspecified).

What does "drive straight in" mean?

Su Mu did not refuse her kindness and pressed the "spiritual root" against the already moist "secret realm".

“Puff!”

"Mmm!!!" Su Zhixiao murmured, her eyes glistening with a hazy light, and her cheeks flushed with a shy blush.

Su Mu was more passionate than usual, each penetration carrying an irresistible force, eliciting soft gasps from her.

"Mmm~ Brother, why are you being so vigorous today?" She breathed slightly, her voice tinged with a playful tone. "Hehe, do you just really like wearing..."

Is it Xiaoxiao wearing stockings?

“Xiaoxiao looks good no matter what,” Su Mu replied, her fingertips lightly tracing the thin fabric at her ankles, “but this outfit makes her even more captivating.”

"Hmm...that's a pity. With you going in so deep, the stockings didn't get to do their job."