Are you going to go together?
The water towns of Jiangnan are shrouded in mist and rain.
A bluestone path meanders along the river, white-walled and black-tiled houses are scattered in an orderly manner, several stone bridges stand, and awning boats slowly glide across the blue waves.
Far from the strife of the cultivation world, this place lacks abundant spiritual energy, offering only the tranquility and serenity of everyday life.
In a small courtyard by the river, green vines climbed half the wall, and bamboo rattan chairs and small tables were placed under an old locust tree in the courtyard.
Fang Li, dressed in a simple cotton dress, without any makeup, her dark hair loosely tied up, was holding a yellowed volume of miscellaneous notes, leaning lazily against a rattan chair.
She completely concealed all her immortal energy, her aura gentle and peaceful, like an ordinary woman who had truly integrated into this Jiangnan water town.
"Fighting, killing, grudges and love... it's too tiring." She gently turned a page of the book, her fingertips brushing the rough paper, a sense of peace in her heart. "Just like this... basking in the sun, playing with little Liuli, it's good."
At my feet, a fluffy, pure white puppy was chasing its own tail and having a great time.
Hearing its owner's words, it raised its head, blinked its big, black grape-like eyes, and said in a childish voice, "Master! There are fresh sea bass at the market today! Let's buy one and steam it! Drizzle some soy sauce and sprinkle some scallions! (Sucks its saliva) Oh, right! The old man's candied hawthorns at the bridge are almost ready! The hawthorns are big and red! (Tugs at Fang Li's skirt longingly)"
Little Liuli transformed into a mortal beast. In order not to shock the world, it concealed its true form as a Liuli Qilin and its seven-colored radiance, becoming a fluffy ball, with only its lively eyes and its habit of muttering to itself remaining unchanged.
Fang Li smiled, put down her book, bent down and rubbed its soft head: "Greedy cat. Okay, I'll buy them all."
How could four men tolerate her completely disappearing from their sight!
Almost simultaneously, they each used their unique abilities to catch up with her in this water town, trying clumsily to integrate into her life, resulting in countless hilarious and absurd situations.
The market was bustling with people, and the sounds of vendors hawking their wares filled the air.
Ye Wuyang, dressed in black, stood tall and had a cold demeanor, standing out from the noisy surroundings.
He saw an old woman selling hand-woven vegetable baskets, which were exquisitely crafted.
Thinking of Fang Li buying groceries every day, he silently walked forward, flicked his finger, and handed a top-grade spirit stone, radiant with light and spiritual energy, to the old woman.
The old woman held the spirit stone up to the sunlight, examined it, weighed it in her hand, and then looked at him with the eyes of someone looking at a fool: "Young man, this bead is quite bright and beautiful! But it's useless; you need copper coins to buy a basket." As she spoke, she pointed to the copper coins on the stall next to her.
Ye Wuyang: "..."
A chill emanated from him uncontrollably, causing several passersby to shiver inexplicably. Fang Li, who was picking out vegetables, turned around and glared at him helplessly.
He froze instantly, silently retracting the spirit stone that was enough to buy the entire city, and stood aside with a cold face. The aloof immortal venerable suffered his first Waterloo in the mortal world!
Little Liuli squatted by Fang Li's skirt and chuckled: "Pfft... Ice Block's social death scene... Buying a bamboo basket with spirit stones, hahaha!"
Fang Li's small kitchen was originally neat and cozy.
Shen Yunzhou rolled up his sleeves, trying to help prepare dinner.
He stared intently at the lively bass in the basin. The next moment, an incomparably sharp sword intent silently erupted, transforming into fine threads of sword energy that precisely wrapped around the fish's body, attempting to perfectly slice it open.
The intention was good, but the force was not well controlled.
Sizzle—!
With a soft sound, not only was the fish sliced evenly, but the wooden cutting board below, the ceramic bowl next to it, and even the brick stove and the thick iron pot behind it were all cleaved in two by the overly precise sword energy!
Fang Li came in upon hearing the noise, looked at the mess in the kitchen, and sighed, "...Shen Yunzhou! You're not getting any dinner tonight!"
Shen Yunzhou stood with his sword in hand, looking at his masterpiece with a blank expression, though his ears were slightly red.
Little Liuli ran in with a candied hawthorn in her mouth, staring in disbelief: "Wow... Sword God Bro, your house-destroying skills are even better than a husky's!"
By the study window, Xie Chen sat elegantly opposite Fang Li, holding a volume of folk tales.
He smiled slightly, attempting to initiate a natural conversation: "Li'er, looking at this story, 'The Mandarin Duck Handkerchief,' although the plot is commonplace, it subtly aligns with the phenomenon of celestial deviations. For example, Zhang Sheng's rendezvous with Yingying at night coincides with Mars guarding the heart of the constellation, which is..." He began to quote extensively, from astronomical phenomena to poetic rules, and then rising to the philosophy of life and the mysteries of the universe...
Fang Li's relaxed expression gradually froze, her eyes began to glaze over, and her head began to nod... In the end, she leaned against the window frame, drowsy from the gentle yet hypnotic voice.
Little Liuli lay at her feet, yawning widely: "zzZZ... Star Lord, please, speak like a human being..."
In contrast, Ji Qianqiu's painting style appears exceptionally simple.
He diligently helped Fang Li chop firewood, each swing of the axe splitting the wood evenly and efficiently! Although occasionally he would use too much force and shatter the entire pile of firewood; he carried two large buckets of water, moving with incredible speed, and poured them steadily into the water vat without spilling a drop; he climbed onto the roof and deftly repaired the leaking tiles…
Fang Li sat in the courtyard, watching him work hard and sweat profusely, yet he always turned back to her with a simple and honest smile, handing her freshly picked and clean melons. Fang Li felt most relaxed and at ease.
At least, he didn't have to worry about her tearing down the house or scaring passersby with spirit stones.
Little Liuli chimed in, "Although this big, clumsy guy can be a bit slow at times, he's reliable! He's all about companionship! Master certainly has good taste!"
That night, the moonlight, like water, bathed the quiet courtyard.
During the day, Fang Li casually mentioned to Ji Qianqiu that there were some strange noises coming from the window at night.
What was said without malice may have been taken to heart by the listener.
Ji Qianqiu lay on the inn's bed, tossing and turning, his mind filled with thoughts like, "Junior Sister, the window is rattling!" "Is there a mouse?" "Could a bad guy be climbing the wall?" "What if Junior Sister is scared?"...
The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became. So he sprang up and, relying on his agility, silently climbed over the courtyard wall and crept to Fang Li's bedroom window.
He crouched down and, by the moonlight, carefully examined the window bolt, intending to reinforce it for her.
Just then.
With a creak, the window was pushed open from the inside.
Ji Qianqiu subconsciously looked up, then froze instantly!
Fang Li had just finished bathing, wearing a thin, plain white nightgown, her wet, dark hair cascading down her back, and was leaning out to get some fresh air.
Water droplets rolled down her hair, and she carried a faint scent of soap on her body.
Ji Qianqiu's gaze met Fang Li's as she looked down!
Fang Li was also stunned.
Ji Qianqiu's mind went blank.
His nostrils were filled with her pleasant fragrance, and his eyes were drawn to the skin and alluring curves that were faintly visible beneath her slightly damp nightgown after her bath… His bronze face flushed red at a visible speed, his blood surged uncontrollably to his head, and his heart pounded like a drum!
Startled, Fang Li instinctively took a step back, lost her balance, and let out a soft cry: "Ah!"
Ji Qianqiu reacted instinctively, leaping into the room and stretching out his long arm to grab her waist, pulling her steadily into his embrace!
Instantly, I was enveloped in the warmth and softness of her body!
Their bodies were pressed tightly together, and through the thin fabric of their clothes, they could clearly feel each other's body temperature and heartbeat.
Ji Qianqiu looked down at the face of the person in his arms, so close to his. In the moonlight, her eyes were like stars, and her lips were slightly parted and moist. His breathing suddenly became heavy, his Adam's apple bobbed violently, and the muscles in his arms around her waist tensed, the burning heat passing through the fabric.
"Junior Sister! I didn't... I came here..." He tried to explain awkwardly, his voice hoarse.
Fang Li looked up at his tense jawline, felt his heart pounding against her chest, and felt the hot, strong arms wrapped around her waist... The surprise in her eyes faded, replaced by a sly glint.
Instead of pushing him away, she raised her hand, her fingertips lightly tracing his burning earlobe, and said with a hint of teasing, "No... what? Hmm? Senior Brother Ji... in the dead of night, climbing over the wall and sneaking to my window... what... are you planning to do?"
The soft touch of her fingertips and the smiling question were like a feather brushing against his heart.
Ji Qianqiu was so taken aback by this sudden initiative that he froze, and his remaining rationality snapped completely! His blood boiled, and all he could see were those incredibly alluring lips that were so close to him.
"I...I..." He let out a suppressed growl, unable to hold back any longer. He suddenly lowered his head and fiercely seized those bright red lips that were so close to his!
His kissing technique was clumsy yet domineering, completely lacking in technique, but filled with burning passion, as if he wanted to devour her whole.
Fang Li was slightly taken aback, seemingly not expecting him to be so direct. Then, her smile deepened, and she actually... gave a soft response.
This subtle response is truly remarkable.
Ji Qianqiu let out a low growl, tightened his grip, and kissed her more deeply and urgently.
Another large hand instinctively and restlessly caressed her slender waist, the calloused fingertips burning hot, tentatively moving towards more sensitive areas…
Passion is escalating rapidly, and it looks like it's about to get out of control!
"Bang!!!"
The door was instantly frozen into ice powder by an extremely cold force and then exploded open with a bang!
"Clang!"
The window and its frame were shattered by a fierce and unparalleled sword aura, sending wood chips flying everywhere!
Ye Wuyang's face was covered in frost; Shen Yunzhou's sword aura soared to the sky, his face was ashen; Xie Chen's face was gloomy, his jade fan was tightly gripped in his hand, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged!
Three figures, like demons, simultaneously broke through doors and windows and entered!
"Ji, Qian, Qiu! Let her go!" Ye Wuyang's voice was icy cold.
Shen Yunzhou pointed his sword directly at Ji Qianqiu's back, his killing intent palpable: "You're courting death!"
Xie Chen's tone was icy cold: "Brother Ji, you've crossed the line."
Ji Qianqiu was jolted awake from his lustful reverie. Instinctively, he tightly shielded Fang Li behind him. Facing the three men's overwhelming killing intent, his blood boiled, and he roared, "This has nothing to do with you! Get out of my way!"
However, Fang Li, who was being protected behind him, gently pushed away Ji Qianqiu, whose muscles were taut.
She lazily smoothed her slightly messy long hair and nightgown, walked barefoot and lightly back to the bedside, elegantly lay down on the brocade pillows, and even casually scooped up the dumbfounded little Liuli, who was covering her face with her paws and secretly peeking through her fingers, and stroked her fur idly.
She bent one leg, and the hem of her nightgown slipped down, revealing a section of her fair and smooth calf.
Her fingers casually twirled a strand of her loose hair, her gaze lazily sweeping over the four men standing at the door, tense and swirling with jealousy. A half-smile played on her lips, her tone brimming with amusement:
"Oh...you're all here?"
"In the middle of the night... you senior brothers have broken into my boudoir... and made quite a commotion..." Her eyes swept over the four men one by one, "Are you planning to... all of us together?"
Upon hearing this, the entire room fell into a deathly silence!
The four men froze instantly, their minds reeling from the shocking statement and the sensual sight of the beautiful woman lounging on the couch, her body sprawled out. They were completely stunned and didn't know how to react!
Ji Qianqiu's face turned as red as if it were about to bleed, and she stammered, "Junior...Junior Sister! I...I'm not...they..."
Ye Wuyang's chilling aura faltered, and his pupils contracted slightly: "...?!" He was shocked by her straightforwardness and composure!
Shen Yunzhou's sword energy almost backfired, and he abruptly withdrew his sword, looking away: "...Nonsense!" But his ears were bright red.
Xie Chen's fanning motion froze completely, his eyes deep and unreadable: "...Li'er, you..."
Little Liuli screamed inwardly in Fang Li's arms: "Host! Host! You...you're so flirtatious! What kind of wild words are these! But...but so exciting! (covers eyes and rolls around)"
Fang Li looked at the four stunned men, chuckled, and yawned lazily.
"Alright...the show's over..." She pulled the silk blanket over herself, lazily turned over, turned her back to the crowd, waved her hand, and spoke in a weary voice:
"I'm going to sleep...everyone...please leave."
"Remember... to pay for my door and windows."
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