Chapter 93: Returning the Principal Fu Li stared at him for a long time...

Fu Li stared at him for a long moment, then suddenly noticed the two buns on his head. She couldn't help but chuckle, gently nudged his shoulder, and said softly, "Get up first."

Lingzhuzi's expression froze, thinking that she was too young to understand. He suddenly hugged her, took a deep breath, let go of her and sat up.

He was willing to wait for her.

Fu Li scrambled off the couch and dragged him over to her dressing table. Ling Zhuzi thought she was going to touch up her makeup and was about to help her sit down, but she grabbed her arm and shoulders and forced him to sit down in front of the dressing table.

He looked at her in the mirror with some confusion, but Fu Li had already started to untie the red silk that was wrapped around his hair.

"You're already such a grown-up, why are you still wearing a boy's bun?"

Lingzhuzi was stunned, not understanding why she suddenly turned her attention to her hairstyle.

He himself didn't think there was anything wrong with wearing his hair in two buns. Over the years, all the fairy children he had seen looked like this, right?

But when Fu Li wanted to untie her hair, he didn't think of refusing and let her hands mess around on his head.

Fu Li quickly untied the two red silks and threw them casually on the dressing table. She took out a jade comb and slowly combed his hair.

This process is very easy. Lingzhuzi was born with an immortal body, and was nourished by spiritual energy from head to toe. His hair was black, thick and smooth, which made countless hair loss patients in later generations envious and hate him.

But it was so smooth that Fuli became addicted to it, combing it over and over again, sometimes dividing it into three strands, sometimes into five strands, and sometimes combing it together to divide it into two parts...

Lingzhuzi only felt his scalp tingling, a little uncomfortable and a little comfortable. This feeling moved up and down from the scalp, gradually spreading to the whole body.

He didn't know how long it had been, but he couldn't help shivering. He quickly reached out and held down Fu Li's still restless hand, and looked at Hua Yan in the mirror with a pleading look.

Fu Li giggled, leaned forward, and kissed the still handsome face in the mirror through the mirror.

The place where her red lips landed was clearly a mirror, but Lingzhuzi felt that a certain part of his body that was the same as the person in the mirror suddenly became hot, burning him so much that he felt flustered and gasped heavily.

He suddenly closed his eyes, not wanting to look at the two beautiful faces that complemented each other.

Fu Li chuckled softly, kissed the corner of his lips again, reached out to touch his trembling eyelashes, and quickly combed his long black hair into a neat high ponytail.

Looking closely, her face is as beautiful as jade; looking back in the mirror, she is full of vigor and vitality.

"Are you ready?" Lingzhuzi asked, he was afraid that he didn't have enough concentration.

Fu Li didn't say anything, but threw the jade comb on the dressing table, put her arms around his neck and sat on his lap, kissing his eyelids non-stop, like a cat licking a bowl of milk.

Lingzhuzi felt a little happy, but also a little helpless.

In fact, the reason why he was delayed for so long when returning to the Nuwa Palace last time was not only because of his breakthrough in cultivation, but also because he accidentally found a document about the three marriages of heaven, earth and man in the Nuwa Cave.

Especially the human race. In the early days when Nuwa created humans, humans were too simple and didn't know much about their own reactions. Nuwa was afraid that human marriage would cause a joke, so she recorded all the steps in great detail.

For those who have a clear mind, it is a document for understanding ancient humanities.

But Lingzhuzi can no longer keep his mind free of distractions.

It’s okay if I don’t see Fu Li, but when my beloved becomes the person in front of me, the restlessness becomes intermittent, but it can never go away.

He was happy about Fu Li's initiative, enthusiasm and boldness, but he was also distressed. He hoped that she would come to her senses soon, but he was too embarrassed to say it out loud.

The fearless Lingzhuzi would never have imagined that one day he would actually be timid.

Fu Li's kiss had already slid down his cheek, but it seemed as if it was intentional. She only lingered on the corner of his lips, completely ignoring the eager desire of his thin lips.

Just when Lingzhuzi was about to take over, Fuli suddenly let go of him. Lingzhuzi opened his eyes in confusion and disappointment, and suddenly his arms felt empty. Fuli had already stood up.

His heart suddenly dropped. Ling Zhuzi secretly sighed and was about to say something to ease the awkwardness when Fu Li grabbed his hand and shook it, urging him, "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and get up. I can't pull you up."

He looked over in confusion, looking a little silly for once.

Fu Li sneered, leaned forward and kissed him on the lips, and coaxed him softly, "Be good, come with me."

Lingzhuzi showed helplessness on his face, and the expectations that had been surging in his heart rose again. He stood up with her almost insignificant strength, letting her lead him, step by step, to lift the gauze curtain, pass through the bead curtain, go around the screen, and return to the inner room.

Until she placed her thinly calloused hands on his chest and suddenly exerted force, pushing him staggeringly onto the couch. Lingzhuzi's slightly vague gaze suddenly focused and fell directly on Fuli's face with a wicked smile.

He suddenly grabbed her hand that was about to do something naughty, took a deep breath and asked, "Do you know what you are doing?"

He was afraid that she didn't understand, and just heard a little bit from somewhere, out of curiosity, and would regret it later.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: the love affairs of young people could be so entangled that even someone as resolute as Lingzhuzi felt lost. It seemed as if he couldn't advance or retreat, looking back and forth, worried about gains and losses.

Fu Li didn't care what he thought. She only knew that as long as she tried to break free, the other party would definitely let go.

Sure enough, she just moved her wrist slightly, and Lingzhuzi's hand reacted before her consciousness and loosened up in an instant.

Fu Li smiled triumphantly, kicked off her shoes, took off her coat, and deliberately threw it in his face.

The fragrance of orchid and musk hit him. Lingzhuzi was about to reach out to grab it, but his wrists were held down by a pair of hands that were a circle smaller than his. The soft body fell in his arms, and warm breath spread beside his ears. Fuli's voice seemed real and illusory, making it difficult to hear clearly.

"I'm here to repay the principal, do you want it?"

It was as if a spark had ignited a powder keg, and the air around them suddenly became hot and sticky. Ling Zhuzi's breathing suddenly became heavy for a moment, and then he tried to calm down.

But it was in vain.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, the fragrance faded, and was replaced by a beautiful face.

Before he could see clearly, he felt a heat on his lips, but the touch was gone as soon as it touched him, and it could not dispel the restless desire in his heart at all.

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Lingzhuzi suddenly widened his eyes, gasped, and the corners of his eyes turned red in an instant. His bright starry eyes seemed to be immersed in the clear stream, and the breeze blew, flashing with ripples.

In a moment, his clothes were in disarray, but his belt was still tightly tied around his waist, outlining his narrow and powerful waist.

The more you try to cover up, the more obvious it becomes.

Fu Li eagerly ripped open his disheveled clothes, leaving a row of shallow teeth marks on his chest, from left to right, neatly arranged, with a unique sense of disorder.

She admired her masterpiece with satisfaction, and couldn't help but touch the top of each of the two connected parts, feeling the chest beneath her trembling slightly, like a piece of white and chewy yogurt jelly.

Lingzhuzi sighed softly, held the back of her head with his big, broad hands, raised his head and kissed her lips that were as delicate as peony petals, swallowing a whisper between his lips and teeth.

"Actually, my concentration isn't that great."

Fu Li responded to him eagerly, and their lips rubbed against each other, each conquering their own territory, neither willing to give in.

In terms of physical strength, Lingzhuzi was naturally better. However, Fuli occupied the advantageous terrain and took advantage of it, kneading him here and pinching him there, quickly finding his weaknesses and always making him lose the strength to resist at the critical moment.

But Lingzhuzi is no pushover. Although it is his first time to practice, he has sufficient theoretical knowledge. He is very smart and can understand things quickly. He is also good at drawing inferences from one example.

The green silk ribbon was thrown to the ground. Before, it was tied tightly around Ling Zhuzi's waist. In the chaos, someone had quickly untied it, and it could only be piled pitifully on the ground.

This was followed by a series of crisp "ding-ding-dang-dang" sounds, and the jade pendants and necklaces used as decorations on the waists of the two men, and even the jade sceptre that symbolized the status of the Fuli leader, were thrown out one after another.

How many priceless treasures have become a nuisance.

The aqua-blue curtain fell, covering the two people who were refusing to give in to each other.

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Xiaoshi came twice, Fuyao came twice, and Songtong came three times with Heqing, but each time they knocked on the door but received no response, so they had no choice but to go back.

Xiaoshi came to report on papermaking, and Fuyao wanted to ask if there was any other task for her.

As for Songtong, she was simply here to fulfill her duties as an attendant, and to bring her younger sister along to familiarize herself with the work environment and work content, so that she could take over her position after her younger sister reached the age of 15 in two years.

After all, the leader had said long ago that serving as an attendant to the ministers was just a starting point, and the purpose of excessive use was to learn how to be an official.

In the future, the territory of their Jinjiang tribe will become more and more extensive, and they will need more and more talents. Although they are destined to absorb other tribes, when it comes to talent, their Jinjiang tribe will naturally be given priority.

Fortunately, on the second day, Taiyi Zhenren thoroughly simulated the entire papermaking technology and asked Xiaoshi to take him directly to the newly opened papermaking workshop.

Fuyao saw it and simply followed.

As for the Songtong sisters, Taiyi Zhenren raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile, "You two can go about your business. The two inside will come out when it's time."

two?

The three older ones looked at each other and immediately understood what was going on.

He Qing looked at this and that, realizing that he was the only one present who didn't understand. The middle school boy couldn't stand this, so he pestered his sister all the way to ask questions.

Song Tong just smiled and said that she would understand when she grew up. No matter how spoiled she was, he refused to reveal anything.

"Hmph!" He Qing was annoyed and shook off his sister's hand. "If you don't tell me, I'll ask my mother."

Song Tong smiled and said, "Then go ahead and ask. Don't forget to come back to me after you're done. I'll teach you how to read the documents."

After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving the middle school boy with a disheveled face.

"No, you really left?"