Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 878 - 371: Hot Spring, Zhiyu and Dongfang Xinglan (Part 4)

Gently pulling the door shut, Lu Jin'an started walking, but after taking a few steps, his footsteps suddenly halted.

There's someone in the hot spring pool... Dongfang Xinglan!

Lu Jin'an tugged at the corner of his mouth. Isn't this person busy with governance? Why come here?

Moreover, leaving aside the absence of maids outside, with Dongfang Xinglan's skills, he shouldn't be unable to hear the commotion outside. So... was it intentional?

A beauty trap?

Lu Jin'an squinted his eyes and continued to walk calmly, then he stood still at the edge of the hot spring pool, which emitted a fresh medicinal fragrance, making it appear slightly murky.

After glancing at the hot spring, Lu Jin'an looked towards Dongfang Xinglan sitting opposite the pool.

Lying still and sleeping with her head tilted back, perhaps because she maintained this sleeping posture for too long, drool dribbled from the corner of her mouth, where was the half of King Qin's elegance?

"..."

The silent Lu Jin'an suddenly recalled how she didn't immediately open her eyes, but rather fell asleep after he healed her at Dragon Valley Ridge.

Indeed, always striving so hard, how could she not be tired?

Lu Jin'an shook his head, was about to leave, when he saw Zhiyu leap high from not far away, seemingly about to jump into the hot spring. He swiftly moved and grabbed the soft body of Zhiyu, his hands caught under her armpits.

Zhiyu was small, and his hands were large, so his fingertips inevitably touched places they shouldn't have.

This feeling... is different from Master and the others.

Zhiyu is truly adorable.

Lu Jin'an involuntarily became distracted, his breath slightly hastened.

The physique developed from opening seven Dao Palaces and the prolonged celibacy since entering the Southern Great Realm made his instincts completely uncontrollable.

"Master?" Zhiyu, whose feet were dangling in the air, turned her head to look at Lu Jin'an: "For... oh?"

Zhiyu paused her voice, and in her heterochromatic eyes flashed confusion, did Master hide tasty food inside his clothes?

Is it a chicken leg?

Seeing Zhiyu's confused yet suddenly curious look, Lu Jin'an's mouth twitched. He quickly extended his arms to hold Zhiyu close, then let out a subtle sigh of relief.

"Master!" Zhiyu suddenly said loudly: "Zhiyu wants this tasty snack!"

Lu Jin'an fell silent, and sure enough—

"Who!?"

Almost the moment the words fell, a flying dagger was coming straight at them, Zhiyu reached out and caught it directly, the sharp flying dagger seemed like a toy in her hand, instantly deformed by her strong grip.

"Master, she's a bad person!"

Zhiyu stared straight at Dongfang Xinglan, displaying a threatening grin on her cute little face, resembling a fierce little beast.

Lu Jin'an coughed lightly: "She's not the bad person, we are."

"Really?" Zhiyu looked up at Lu Jin'an with confusion: "Master is not a bad person, Master..."

Lu Jin'an placed her aside, patted her little head, then turned his attention to Dongfang Xinglan.

At this moment, Dongfang Xinglan's whole body below her neck was submerged in the medicinal bath, arms crossed and cheeks flushed red.

Her loose hair spread at the edge of the pool and on the water, adding a heroic vigor to her red-tinted delicate face, and in her clear, watery eyes was a mixture of shyness and anger.

Her delicate body seemed to tremble slightly, causing ripples on the water surface.

And the drool hanging from her mouth was still lingering, bright and glistening.

Lu Jin'an was the first to break the silence: "The maid said you were still busy, so I brought Zhiyu over first, sorry."

Dongfang Xinglan took a deep breath, her gaze lingered for a moment on his bare torso and towel before turning away, redness spread to the roots of her ears: "With Saint Lu's abilities, can you not sense there's someone here?"

"The Prince Mansion really relaxes me..."

Lu Jin'an spoke while turning his body, only to see Zhiyu was staring straight at the towel on him, looking curious and swallowing with interest.

"..."

Lu Jin'an smiled helplessly and continued talking to Dongfang Xinglan.

"The maids at Prince Mansion have no clue about your whereabouts, ah."

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Author: Still owes 114,000 words.