Why is the fairy who adopted me plotting against me?

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"Aunt Hu, good morning." Su Mu's voice was gentle, carrying a touch of languidness unique to early morning. He naturally put one arm around her slender waist.

With one hand on her waist, and the other hand picking up a clean spoon from the stove, she scooped up a small spoonful of the freshly cooked rice porridge, which was still gently bubbling in the pot.

He blew on the spoon gently and put it in his mouth.

After savoring it carefully, he sincerely praised it to Zhong Yang, nodding and saying, "Hmm, the cooking time is just right, the rice aroma is rich, the saltiness is just right, the taste..."

The Way is excellent!

"Yes, I'm glad you like it." Hu Chanyuan was held in his arms, and even through the thin fabric of her clothes, she could feel the warmth of his arm.

Strength and body temperature caused his body to flush slightly.

This intimate gesture instantly reminded her of that night… she had been so close to him, feeding him fruit and then “relieving” him.

Exhausted. A blush instantly rose to her cheeks, and a surge of romantic thoughts welled up in her mind.

She naturally longed to have those intimate moments with Mu'er again, but yesterday he had traveled all day on his flying sword from the Sleeping Flower Sect to Qingzhou City, even though...

He must be deeply in love with Xiaoxiao, so how could I possibly disturb him? I suppose even if Zhaoning is bold, she wouldn't dare to go looking for him last night.

I... I probably wouldn't dare.

She forced herself to calm down, looked up at Su Mu, and tried to change the subject, also taking the opportunity to get closer: "Mu'er, you got up so early, is it because..."

"Shall we go practice our skills?"

She thought to herself, Su Mu only returned yesterday, and Zhao Ning shouldn't have had time to get too close to him yet. So, for now… she should just cross the line a little.

That means they seized the initiative!

Thinking this, she mustered her courage and gently placed one of her soft hands on Su Mu's chest. Through the fabric, her fingertips could clearly feel its...

The firm contours of the lower muscles and the steady, powerful beating of the heart.

Her cheeks flushed slightly, and her tone was tentatively shy: "After Mu'er established her foundation, her body seems to have become even more robust."

Su Mu was born with a strong physique, and after reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, his blood and energy became even more vigorous, making his body even more upright and heroic. However, Hu Chanyuan's actions at this moment...

Nature goes beyond just "concern".

Su Mu knew perfectly well what was going on, but didn't point it out. He simply smiled and watched her, letting her restless little hands linger on his chest, and replied:

"I was originally planning to do my morning exercise, but I need to visit a senior this morning, so I'll postpone my morning class for the day. I'll try Aunt Hu's first..."

"I need to get ready to go out soon."

"Senior? Who is this person that you would visit so early in the morning?"

Hu Chanyuan feigned a scolding, but inwardly she felt a surge of joy. Luckily, she had gotten up early enough to have this opportunity to be alone with those still asleep.

The person in my dream, I missed!

"It's Elder Ling Suxin from the Shuyu Sect," Su Mu explained. "She led her disciples to participate in the Heavenly Pride Gathering. She's very busy, only in the early morning..."

"This period of time is relatively leisurely, so let's have a chat."

"Oh," Hu Chanyuan thought, her heart skipped a beat at the name, which sounded like a woman's. But upon learning that she was an elder of the Shuyu Sect, her guard lifted.

Most of it.

The disciples of the Shuyu Sect are aloof and their sect rules forbid romantic relationships. The recent easing of relations with the Mianhua Sect is likely just routine business dealings.

That's it.

"In that case, hurry up and drink this porridge; the temperature is just right now!" she said, picking up the bowl of steaming porridge from the stove.

A bowl of steaming white porridge was handed to Su Mu.

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Su Mu didn't take it immediately. Instead, he leaned down slightly, got close to her ear, and whispered with a sly smile, "Aunt Hu..."

Are you planning to feed me?

"Ugh," Hu Chanyuan's cheeks flushed even redder, and she gave him a look that seemed both angry and pleased, but she did not refuse.

She picked up the spoon again, carefully scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and first gently blew on it with her soft, cherry-like lips to cool it, her movements elegant and graceful.

With an unconscious hint of allure, she then brought the spoon to Su Mu's lips.

One spoonful after another. She fed him with utmost focus, as if this was not just a simple bowl of white porridge, but a bowl of heartfelt sentiment that she had been simmering for a long time.

Su Mu also lowered his head to enjoy the food, his gaze remaining gentle on her face.

The bowl of porridge was quickly emptied. Su Mu took the handkerchief offered by the woman and wiped her mouth, looking refreshed. "Thank you, Aunt Hu."

I will return for a meal sometime, and then I will properly savor your and Qinghan's cooking."

"Okay! I'll wait for you to come back..." Hu Chanyuan smiled, a smile that shone brightly in the morning light. She waved gently, her eyes...

He saw Su Mu off and turned to leave.

Only after that tall figure disappeared through the kitchen doorway did Hu Chanyuan slowly withdraw her gaze, her heart filled with an indescribable warmth and fulfillment.

The feeling is overwhelming. It's the feeling of preparing his meals every morning, watching him eat, and then eagerly awaiting his return…

Is this what it feels like for an ordinary wife to wait for her husband?

The thought had barely crossed her mind when she jolted awake, her cheeks burning. What was she thinking?! Between her and Mu'er, it was clear...

Ming, it was only meant to heal her "emotional wound" at first...

But...as time goes by, feelings may develop, giving rise to even more intimate and unspoken emotions. Isn't that...a natural progression? After all, he's already fed...

After eating honeydew melon and strawberries, Su Mu also made some milk porridge for herself.

Although Qinghan drank it all.

She raised her hand to gently touch her still-burning cheeks, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes, but the undeniable sweetness and anticipation in her heart were even stronger.

盛。

Just then, a faint commotion came from the inner courtyard, as if someone else had woken up. Hu Chanyuan immediately composed herself, ignoring the chaotic sounds...

Suppress those thoughts for now.

But a smug smile unconsciously crept onto her lips. In the end, I beat her to it!

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Chapter 84 Aunt Hu: Why do I feel like I've lost?

Li Qinghan was the second among the women to wake up. Last night, Su Mu personally carried her back to her room and carefully settled her in, so she slept exceptionally soundly and peacefully.

Therefore, I woke up early today, and after washing up, I couldn't wait to find Su Mu. Actually, there wasn't anything particularly important I needed to ask him.

I just feel that if I could stay by Brother Mu's side, even if it's just watching him quietly, my heart would be filled with simple joy.

She walked briskly into the kitchen, and before she even entered, she smelled the aroma of rice.

Hu Chanyuan was standing in front of the stove, holding a long ladle and gently stirring the bubbling white porridge in the pot. Her profile was plump and serene, and a smile played on her lips.

A hint of smugness, barely concealed, played on his lips.

"Good morning, Auntie!" Li Qinghan greeted her with a bright smile and a clear voice.

"It's Qinghan. You're up early today." Hu Chanyuan turned around at the sound of her voice, her smile widening, her eyes sparkling with an undisguised gleam.

proud.

"I cooked some plain porridge, and Mu'er just tasted it and said it was delicious! You should try it too." She emphasized the name "Mu'er" clearly.

Xi's tone unconsciously carried a hint of boasting.

Li Qinghan was indeed easily swayed by this, her round eyes widening immediately with curiosity and anticipation: "Really? Brother Mu said it's good?"

He took the small bowl from Hu Chanyuan, scooped up a spoonful, blew on it, and carefully put it into his mouth.

"Mmm! It smells so good! Auntie's cooking skills are getting better and better!" She ate until her cheeks were slightly puffed out, looking cute and adorable.

"Hehe, eat more if you like." Hu Chanyuan was pleased, and her smile became even brighter.

"...Then Auntie," Li Qinghan swallowed the porridge in her mouth and couldn't help but ask, "Where did Brother Mu go now?"

Hearing Qinghan ask about Su Mu, Hu Chanyuan's smugness swelled even more. She puffed out her trembling, large honeydew melon and...

He answered with a hint of smugness:

"Mu'er, he got up early this morning, saying he was going to see Elder Ling of the Shuyu Sect to discuss important matters. Even so, he still made a special trip before leaving..."

They came and drank the porridge I cooked before leaving.

"Mu'er is such a sensible child; she understands the elders' intentions."

Qinghan, you should learn from this. You should get up early like today, and make sure to eat breakfast on time every day. It's good for your health…”

She went on and on, using the guise of lecturing to vividly describe the brief time she had spent alone with Su Mu.

"Okay! I know, Auntie!" Seeing that Hu Chanyuan was about to launch into another long lecture, Li Qinghan quickly responded obediently and buried her head in her porridge.

Upon learning that Su Mu had already left, a fleeting hint of disappointment crossed her eyes, but then she remembered the warmth that Brother Mu had given her last night.

The feeling remained, but I was also relieved and continued to eat my porridge in small bites.

Hu Chanyuan took in Qinghan's fleeting disappointment followed by relief, her heart filled with mixed emotions. The boast she had just displayed...

The joy was still there, yet a strange pang of heartache and self-reproach arose within me.

She was her aunt, her elder, and yet she was showing off these things in front of her. She felt a slight blush creep up her cheeks, a little embarrassed.

He awkwardly looked away.

"Good morning, Aunt Hu! Good morning, Qinghan!" At this moment, Su Zhixiao rubbed her sleepy eyes and walked into the kitchen.

She had a slight tendency to oversleep, and after Su Mu's "all-out soothing" last night, her body was even more limp and weak. If she hadn't noticed Su Mu had already...

Having gotten up early, she was determined to stay until Su Mu returned and then coax her out of bed.

"Xiaoxiao's up too, come and have some porridge." Hu Chanyuan composed herself, ladled out another bowl of porridge and handed it to Su Zhixiao, then added, "Mu'er, he..."

He left early to find Elder Ling of the Shuyu Sect.

“I know, my brother told me last night.” Su Zhixiao took the bowl of porridge, her expression calm and without the slightest surprise.

Especially after experiencing a thoroughly enjoyable physical and emotional connection last night, she was completely satisfied and not bothered by Su Muqing's absence.

I feel disappointed.

"Hmm...it's good that you know." Seeing Su Zhixiao's knowing expression, Hu Chanyuan's subtle self-reproach for showing off subsided.

It has faded.

At the same time, the smugness that had just arisen from monopolizing the "morning time" also involuntarily dissipated a bit.

Seeing that Su Zhixiao was just standing by the stove eating without sitting down, she couldn't help but ask curiously, "Xiaoxiao, why are you eating standing up? Sit down and eat."

Wouldn't that be more comfortable?

“Uh… eating while standing helps… digestion.” Su Zhixiao’s eyes darted around, her words vague.

She naturally couldn't tell Aunt Hu that last night's "playful" scene was too intense, and that the two halves of the full moon were still faintly...

It hurts, and you can even feel the lingering warmth of Su Mu's palm print.

She wasn't without ways to alleviate the discomfort, or even easily erase the mark, but it was a "mark" left by her brother, something she possessed alone.

She cherished the love and care, preferring to savor it a little longer to pass the time while her brother was away.

Hu Chanyuan, unaware of the situation, simply assumed it was a young girl's quirk. However, Li Qinghan, who had "eavesdropped" on the entire incident outside the door the previous night, was quite different.

She knew perfectly well. She buried her face deep in the bowl to hide her instantly flushed cheeks and ears. Her heart was pounding.

Didn't it hurt when Brother Mu and Sister Xiaoxiao did that last night? It must have hurt a lot! That's why Sister Xiaoxiao is afraid to even sit down now!

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But... Xiaoxiao's voice last night sounded so happy! Does Brother Mu like that? Then... then I...