Why is the fairy who adopted me plotting against me?

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Chapter 146 The Posture of Remembrance

As the sash fell, the spiritual root that had been gathering power eagerly sprang out.

"It seems that you really enjoyed Xiaoxiao's service just now, brother." Xiaoxiao gently held it and said with delight.

"Next... I'll make sure your brother understands Xiaoxiao's feelings for you even more clearly."

Her pink tongue quickly licked the "red head" lightly, causing Su Mu, who was still immersed in the forbidden atmosphere just now, to gasp.

Xiaoxiao carefully licked the essence of yang energy from the crevices into her mouth and gently cleaned Su Mu.

After doing all this, she respectfully placed a kiss on the red head.

"chirp"

This was the third time she had kissed Su Mu today, and each time her feelings were slightly different. This kiss carried a touch of playfulness, like a spring breeze caressing the water.

Yet it still overflows with her unchanging, deep love for him.

After a light kiss, she slowly parted her lips and gently took that burning "red head" into her mouth.

Even though it wasn't her first time trying it, the astonishing size still forced her to work hard to adapt in order to fully accommodate it.

The warm, moist mouth gently enveloped the "red head," bringing a reassuring and comfortable sensation.

Xiaoxiao meticulously sucked and licked, while skillfully teasing the small hole at the tip of the "red head" with the tip of her tongue, occasionally giving a gentle suck, savoring the sensation.

The oozing, crystal-clear "liquid".

Su Mu lowered her eyes to look at Xiao Xiao—who was obediently and attentively serving the "spiritual root."

Her innocent yet alluring appearance softened his heart.

Under his repeated guidance, Xiaoxiao's skills have become increasingly proficient, and the feelings they bring have become more vivid and profound.

Just then, Xiaoxiao reached out and gently patted the inside of his thigh—was this girl perhaps indicating that she should wrap her legs around him?

Her head?

Su Mu couldn't help but chuckle to herself at Xiaoxiao's bold hint. Her face also flushed, perhaps from the effort of absorbing the "spiritual root."

She was still embarrassed by this shameful thought.

Su Mu indulged Xiaoxiao's wishes, slowly crossing his legs and gently encircling Xiaoxiao's cheeks, his heels lightly touching the back of her neck.

He led her along, moving slowly to a soothing rhythm.

Xiaoxiao, gently held in place by Su Mu's legs, felt no discomfort whatsoever. On the contrary, she felt a sense of unease because she was completely under her brother's control.

The peace of mind conveyed through words.

She obediently followed Su Mu's guidance, carefully adjusting the rhythm and depth of her nods, while her already moistened secret place quietly revealed...

She spoke of her emotional state.

Under Xiaoxiao's attentive care, Su Mu, already aroused by their earlier foot-twisting, could no longer restrain himself. He then... (The sentence is incomplete and ends abruptly.)

Ying's "yang energy" transformed into rich and fragrant milk, which was released entirely into Xiaoxiao's mouth.

In the instant of release, Su Mu's arms involuntarily tightened slightly, pulling Xiao Xiao closer to him, allowing her to more deeply embrace the "spiritual root."

Let the warm milk be poured directly into your throat.

"Glug glug." Xiaoxiao's heart fluttered at this gentle confinement, yet she obediently swallowed the endless stream of "milk" from her throat.

Only when her abdomen felt warm and swollen did Su Mu loosen his grip, carefully cupping her flushed cheeks and slowly withdrawing the "spiritual root".

Xiaoxiao coughed lightly a few times, tears welling up in her eyes. Su Mu quickly pulled her into his arms and handed her some warm water to soothe her throat.

She gratefully accepted it, slowly swallowed the thick, slippery "yang energy" in her throat, rinsed her mouth with water, and her breathing gradually calmed down.

"Xiaoxiao did a really good job today," Su Mu praised softly. "She's also become bolder, managing to come up with so many ideas on her own."

"Does brother like it?" Xiaoxiao was embarrassed by her bold idea, but she couldn't help but ask softly.

“Of course I like it,” Su Mu hugged the person in his arms even tighter, “but I also feel sorry for Xiaoxiao.”

"If brother likes it, that's good! Xiaoxiao can handle it!" She straightened her back in his arms, her tone carrying a hint of pride. "Xiaoxiao is now a golden..."

"The cultivator's physique is far superior to before; these things are nothing to him."

"Really?" Su Mu raised an eyebrow and smiled, then suddenly picked her up. He supported her knees with both hands, suspending her in a position as if she were about to urinate. He had just released...

The "spiritual root" that had been there has long since regained its former glory, and it is now fiercely guarding the entrance to that secluded valley.

"Brother, this pose is too embarrassing~" Xiaoxiao covered her burning face with her hands, her voice barely audible.

"Embarrassing?" Su Mu chuckled, gently swaying her hips as she supported her legs. "I actually miss it quite a bit. Like when I was little, helping Xiaoxiao pee..."

"Didn't I often hold you like this back then?"

“Ming…” Hearing him bring up the past, Xiaoxiao was momentarily confused, unsure whether to feel ashamed or happy.

At this moment, that vigorous "spiritual root" had slowly sunk into the depths of the secluded valley's "secret realm." Xiaoxiao seemed particularly fond of this slightly forceful...

As they became closer, Su Mu's movements became more forceful than usual.

"Cry-a-one!"

The "spiritual root" suddenly reached the palace gate at the end of the "secret realm," and the intense sensation made Xiaoxiao's whole body turn pale.

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"Xiaoxiao, are you alright?" Su Mu steadied her movements slightly and slowed her pace.

"Yes, Xiaoxiao, I'll be fine!" Xiaoxiao turned her head, her eyes glistening with tears, but her tone was exceptionally firm. "With this kind of strength, Xiaoxiao..."

I really like it.

"Xiaoxiao is no longer a little girl who needs her brother's help to pee... She is now a Golden Core cultivator who can accommodate her brother's spiritual root!"

Su Mu chuckled upon hearing this, but did not respond immediately. Instead, he gently lifted Xiao Xiao's body slightly with his arm before lowering her down.

"Ah..." Xiaoxiao exclaimed softly, then remembered her boastful words and quickly bit her lip to suppress the lingering sound.

Seeing Xiaoxiao's stubbornness, a smile flashed in Su Mu's eyes, and he quickened his pace.

He steadily supported her body, gently lifting her up again and again, then letting her fall naturally, his waist subtly working in tandem, allowing…

The spiritual root "actively stepped forward".

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

With each rise and fall, the clear sounds of their bodies colliding echoed softly in the room. Su Mu carried her slowly to the mirror in the bedroom, where their reflections were clearly visible.

Their intimate gestures at this moment seem to relive old times.

"Xiaoxiao," Su Muyu said with a smile, whispering in her ear, "look at the way you are now."

Xiaoxiao, who had been holding back her emotions with her eyes closed, opened them slightly upon hearing the sound. Looking in the mirror, she saw herself being held tightly in her brother's arms.

With her legs slightly parted and her cheeks flushed, she no longer resembled a Golden Core cultivator at all.

She could no longer contain her joy and began to moan softly.

Su Mu turned his head and whispered in her ear, his voice filled with doting and seductive charm: "No matter what level Xiaoxiao cultivates to, in your brother's heart, you will always be..."

She's still that little girl who needed care back then, that fragile little kitten that would go limp at the slightest touch.

Xiaoxiao breathed softly, her voice tinged with a delicate, feminine tone: "Mmm... Xiaoxiao is your little kitten, brother, forever..."

"Good girl." Su Mu turned his head and gently kissed her lips. This was the fourth kiss of the day, filled with silent affection and promise.

As their lips intertwined, the soaring "spiritual root" continued its exploration within the deep, mysterious realm, each step precisely touching the delicate "palace."

The "heart-stirring formation" caused Xiaoxiao to tremble slightly.

"Is my little golden core cat going to admit defeat?" Su Mu asked in a low voice with a smile.

"I admit defeat, Xiaoxiao, I admit defeat," she replied in a weak, intermittent voice, clearly having reached her limit.

"Alright, let's go together then." Su Mu gently lifted Xiaoxiao up, until the burning "spiritual root" almost withdrew from the deep "secret realm," and then...

It means to sink down gently yet firmly.

"Mew!!"

Impacted by this, the "Secret Realm" gently opened its floodgates, releasing Su Mu's spiritual root, which infused the Secret Realm with even more concentrated yang energy than before.

Deep within the realm.

After a long while, as the chilling wave gradually subsided, Su Zhixiao slumped softly into Su Mu's arms, her body limp and weak.

Without exerting the slightest effort.

A few tears still clung to the corners of her eyes, and she was drenched in sweat, like a kitten just pulled from the water, clinging wetly to his chest.

Su Mu tenderly kissed away the tear stains at the corners of her eyes: "You've worked hard, Xiaoxiao. Today you first sparred with Miss Qingyue, and then faced off against a formidable opponent, just now..."

It's likely that their physical strength and internal energy have been significantly depleted.

Xiaoxiao snuggled gently against him, her voice tinged with languid affection: "Brother, don't worry, with all the 'yang energy' you've bestowed upon me, Xiaoxiao..."

He'll recover quickly, and his cultivation might even improve a bit more!

Su Mu tucked the blanket around her and said gently, "Now that the Gathering of Prodigies has ended, we should return to our sect in a few days."

Xiaoxiao blinked, remembering that her brother had indeed gathered all the medicinal materials to refine the Dao Inquiry Pill, and it was time to return to the sect to prepare for Aunt Gu's breakthrough.

“So before that,” Su Mu gently stroked her hair, “I want to spend more time with Aunt Ning, Aunt Hu, and Qinghan.”

Upon hearing this, Su Zhixiao unconsciously puffed out her cheeks, but then softened them again.

My brother is so cunning! He always chooses a time when she's already full, weak and sore, and doesn't even have the energy to throw a tantrum.

Discuss this matter with her.

But she suppressed the pang of sadness in her heart, pulled the blanket up a little higher to cover half of her face, obediently closed her eyes, and said in a muffled voice:

"Okay, brother, go keep them company. Xiaoxiao will stay in her room and rest well."

"Xiaoxiao is the most sensible." Su Mu gently brushed aside Xiaoxiao's bangs and placed a warm and precious kiss on her forehead.

The warm touch on her forehead, with its soothing power, dispelled Xiaoxiao's slight jealousy, and her body completely relaxed.

Soon he fell into a deep sleep.

Once her breathing became even and deep, Su Mu gently got up.

Next, it's time to prepare a gift for Qinghan.