Why is the fairy who adopted me plotting against me?

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A devout desire to explore.

Su Mu did the same to the "melon" on the right, using both hands to gently rub and wash the "melon body" with just the right amount of force, while still not...

Forget to savor the bright red "strawberry" so close to your lips.

Li Zhaoning was so aroused by his two-pronged approach to intimacy that she tilted her head back slightly and leaned forward a little, gently cupping Su Mu in her hands.

She stroked his head gently, her fingertips running through his hair, her touch conveying encouragement and indulgence.

"Sound! Eat slowly..." Li Zhaoning could feel the heightened spiritual energy of Su Mu, and her heart was filled with joy.

After a patient and thorough "washing," the already fair, smooth, and delicate "watermelon rind" was rubbed until it revealed a healthy sheen.

Her pinkish hue and glistening dew made her even more radiant and tempting to pick.

"Aunt Ning, what do you think of Mu'er's melon-washing skills? Are they acceptable?" Su Mu raised her eyes and looked at her with a smile.

"Hmm..." Li Zhaoning's voice was barely audible. She slightly raised her head, her long eyelashes concealing the watery glint in her eyes. Though her voice was low, it was clear and distinct.

With a smile, she said, "It's very thoughtful and meticulous; Aunt Ning likes it very much."

"I'm glad Aunt Ning is happy." Su Mu's smile deepened, and with a slight exertion of his arm, he easily lifted Li Zhaoning, who was limp in the water, into his arms.

Water splashed lightly, their positions reversed, and this time Li Zhaoning lay obediently on the smooth, warm edge of the pool, her breasts...

The "bright full moon," now even more upright and full, emerged from the water without any concealment, its curves perfectly rounded, radiating a shimmering glow amidst the misty vapor.

The white, lustrous halo awaits its sole connoisseur for careful appreciation.

"Heh..." Su Mu chuckled softly, his gaze lingering on the alluring scenery, his tone teasing, "As the saying goes, the moon is fullest on the sixteenth, I..."

The moon on the 17th is rounder and fuller than ever before.

"You smooth talker!" Li Zhaoning said coquettishly, subconsciously twisting her waist, causing her two "moons" to sway gently, rippling outwards.

The ripples added a touch of vibrancy and fragrance, "In broad daylight, where do you find so many moons for you to see!"

Su Mu smiled but remained silent, focusing entirely on the "beautiful scenery" before him. He stretched out his hands and slowly covered...

Two soft, smooth "moon discs," the sensation in my palm was indescribably wonderful. My fingertips gently sank into their elastic texture, as if...

The Buddha was searching for the purest essence of the sun and moon hidden within.

"Mmm," Li Zhaoning couldn't help but let out a satisfied sigh, her body becoming even more supple, like a pool of spring water melting, and she unconsciously moved lightly...

She swayed her waist slightly, as if to welcome his caresses.

Su Mu picked up the soap from the side, rubbed it in his palm, and a fine lather appeared. He began a more thorough massage on these "bright moon" hands.

Clean.

Holding a wheel in each hand, his fingertips glistening with foam, he patiently began to draw along the perfect arc, from the outside in, from the bottom up.

He began kneading the dough in circles. His technique was extremely refined, sometimes as gentle and graceful as a spring breeze caressing willows, and sometimes as forceful as kneading fine dough.

It is heavy, as if it wants to bring out every bit of resilience and softness within it.

In this repetitive and increasingly larger circular motion, the hidden gap between the two "moons" inevitably appears and disappears intermittently.

A pale pink bud, like a chrysanthemum in bloom, quietly appears, beneath which lies a deeper, more secluded gateway to a mysterious "Shangri-La."

Because of this meticulous "cleaning" and the owner's overwhelming emotion, the box slightly closed, revealing a few glistening dewdrops, as if they were a gift to Su Mu.

This act of filial piety was met with a touching response.

Su Mu's eyes darkened slightly, a knowing smile playing on his lips. His voice was deep and magnetic as he leaned close to Li Zhaoning's reddened ear and whispered...

He said, "Aunt Ning, it seems your secret realm is already prepared to welcome exploration."

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The warm breath brushed past her ear, and Li Zhaoning blushed all over, her cheeks turning so red they seemed to bleed, and even her neck was tinged with a crimson hue.

She looked back and saw that although Su Mu was sitting in the pool, his "spiritual root" had risen high, breaking through the water and revealing its "red head".

She turned her head away shyly, burying her burning cheeks in her arms, her voice tinged with affection, yet also containing a barely perceptible hint of anticipation.

The weak land responded:

"Then... I'll trouble Mu'er to help Aunt Ning wash more carefully."

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Chapter Ninety-One: Cleaning the Secret Realm

Since we're going to wash, we naturally need to wash thoroughly. Not just those irresistible "honeydew melons" and perfectly round "moons," but also that deep, secluded "secret realm,"

It also needs to be thoroughly cleaned.

He steadily supported the round "moon" with one hand, while gently parting the "secret realm" beneath the warm pool water.

The "secret realm" was immersed in warm water, and with the slightest movement of the fingertips, it trembled involuntarily, revealing an indescribable shyness.

"Mmm..." Li Zhaoning buried her burning face in her crossed arms, shifting uncomfortably. The bright moon, controlled by Su Mu, also...

It then swayed slightly.

"Snapped!"

A crisp yet gentle clapping sound rang out as Su Mu's palm landed lightly on the restless "moon disc," rippled outwards...

A ring of fine ripples.

"Ooh!!" Li Zhaoning trembled violently, turned around abruptly, her beautiful eyes wide with a hint of embarrassment and anger, "Mu... Mu'er!"

What are you doing?!

Su Mu smiled, her fingertips still lingering on the "edge" of the door: "Aunt Ning, you can't twist and turn around while bathing, otherwise you won't be able to get clean."

Clean.

"You...you still know I'm your aunt?!" Li Zhaoning was both ashamed and angry, her cheeks flushed crimson. "How dare you...slap my...

How dignified! "

Her voice grew softer as she spoke, but the perverse thrill she felt intensified.

Upon hearing this, Su Mu not only didn't restrain himself, but instead leaned close to her flushed ear: "Since Aunt Ning, or rather Your Highness, doesn't like being...

"Treat me the same way. Then, would Zhao Ning be willing...to let me punish him slightly?"

His palm didn't leave the "bright moon"; instead, he began to slowly, soothingly, caress the spot where he had just patted, as if...

Waiting for her response.

Li Zhaoning was torn between her inner thoughts and her reason. Reason told her that this action was utterly absurd; she was the Great Zhaoning King, his elder, and it was in his name that she acted in accordance with the law.

How could a father in name only be able to...

But deep down, the part of her that was simply Zhao Ning, his woman, was stirred by this forbidden suggestion, her heart fluttering as if...

Is it not impossible?

“…Okay…” After struggling for a long time, a faint reply, barely audible, finally escaped from her tightly clenched lips.

"What did Zhao Ning say? Mu'er didn't hear clearly, could you speak louder?" Su Mu's smile deepened, and the pressure of her massage subtly increased.

Points, with an obvious temptation.

"I...I'll talk..." Li Zhaoning suppressed the tingling sensation rising from his tailbone, took a deep breath, and raised his voice as if he were going all out.

With a trembling voice but clear, she said, "Zhao Ning wants... wants you to spank her... butt!"

"Snapped!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Mu's slap landed with just the right amount of force, crisp and pleasant to the ear.

"Ooh!!!" Li Zhaoning cried out again, her face contorted violently, and a ripple came from the spot where she had been slapped.

"That's a good girl," Su Mu chuckled with satisfaction. "Zhao Ning must behave well during her bath and not move around."

As he spoke, the fingertips of his other hand quietly reached into the "secret realm" entrance and began to carefully clean the inside, as well as the "precious pearl".

"Ah, okay, okay," Li Zhaoning tried to control herself, but Su Mu's cleaning technique was just too perfect; every scraping and rotating motion brought...

It was a strong stimulus. But after a short while, she couldn't help but start trembling again.

"Snapped!!!"

Another slap landed without hesitation, seemingly with more force than before, leaving a faint red mark on the snow-white "moon plate".

"Ugh..." Li Zhaoning groaned. The depths of the "secret realm" contracted violently due to this sudden "punishment," and more warm "spring water" gushed out.

“Zhao Ning, it seems to be raining in your secret realm…” Su Mu said teasingly, her fingers moving non-stop.

"Yes, yes..." Li Zhaoning's voice was already so soft and weak it was almost indistinguishable, with a thick nasal tone, "Mu'er, you... cleanse me..."

This "secret realm" is a deep and winding path, where ordinary cleansing cannot reach its essence; it requires the profound exploration of a "spiritual root" of ultimate yang and strength.

It can cleanse every corner.

Su Mu's spiritual root, which had been gathering power for some time, was now steaming hot as it pressed against the entrance to the "secret realm".

"Zhaoning, I'm about to begin."

“Hmm…” Li Zhaoning raised her head slightly and presented the bright moon.

"Pfft!"

The spiritual root reached the deepest part of the "secret realm".

"Mew!!"

Li Zhaoning seemed to be in pain yet fulfilled. She suddenly stiffened, then slumped softly to the edge of the pool, only her face trembling slightly.

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Having been teased for so long, I was finally completely filled. The immense sense of fulfillment and indescribable harmony made me instantly surrender.

First.

"Haa haa..." She took a while to recover, her scattered thoughts gradually returning. She managed to prop herself up a little, her voice hoarse and alluring.

"Mu'er can... continue..."

"Okay." Su Mu responded, gripping the pair of round "moons" tightly with both hands as a fulcrum, and began to slowly and rhythmically "clean" them back and forth.

stand up.

The robust "spiritual root" moved back and forth within the narrow "path," each entry and exit accompanied by the gurgling sound of abundant water.

"Splash! Splash!" The sounds of cleaning were exceptionally clear in the quiet bathroom, and Li Zhaoning heard them perfectly.

She felt it all too clearly. As Su Mu's movements gradually quickened, she could no longer stop swaying.

"Slap!" Another slap landed. "Zhaoning, don't move around."

"How can I bear this?" Li Zhaoning was about to protest when another slap followed.

"Ooh!" She raised her neck high and let out a short gasp, feeling both ashamed and excited.

This child is clearly trying to embarrass her! Is it so amusing to talk back to an elder like this?

However, under the relentless onslaught and the "punishment" from the intermittent songs, Li Zhaoning quickly became disoriented and could no longer distinguish herself.

Is it because it's unbearable, or is it because one actively seeks the joy that accompanies pain?

In the bathtub, the sounds of slapping and splashing water mingled together.

"Mu'er... the secret realm is about to flood again..." Li Zhaoning's face was flushed, her eyes brimming with tears. The "secret realm" had already flooded once earlier, and now...

Under the relentless onslaught of the "spiritual root," the dam is about to breach again.

"Alright, although Zhaoning was a little naughty today, she was generally well-behaved. Mu'er will now give this obedient child her final reward!" Su Mu said softly.

With a roar, he suddenly exerted force from his waist and abdomen, and his spiritual root, like a red-hot iron pestle, slammed into the delicate "array eye" at the deepest part of the "secret realm," sending a scalding heat...

The powerful "yang energy" burst forth.