NOVPUBMu Zhi’an had imagined a future where he might have a deeper relationship with Wei Mengrou, but he had always assumed he would be the one to initiate it.
After all, she knew him too well.
She had been by his side since his parents entrusted her with his safety, always watching from the shadows, protecting him.
She had seen it all: his flirtatious behavior, his multi-threaded operations, and his sweet nothings.
Knowing that Wei Mengrou was aware of everything, Mu Zhi’an had simply given up on pretending. There was no need to hide anything from her.
Therefore, Wei Mengrou often looked at him with disdain, as if he were a bug.
Forget about getting close to her, even holding her hand would be met with avoidance.
But now, the situation had changed…
Her delicate arms wrapped around his waist as he turned around, pressing her soft and ample bosom against his back. A sweet, unique fragrance filled his senses.
Seemingly sensing his stunned gaze, Wei Mengrou lowered her eyes and said, her voice slightly strained, “C-can you turn around…?”
She had impulsively hugged him when he was about to leave, even blurting out her true feelings… But now, under his intense gaze, she felt uncomfortable.
Mu Zhi’an looked at Wei Mengrou. Her long eyelashes, catching the candlelight, trembled slightly. A faint blush appeared on her beautiful face, a captivating blend of coldness and allure.
This stark contrast captivated Mu Zhi’an. He had seen her face countless times, but he never seemed to tire of it… And now, her usual coldness mixed with a hint of shyness and allure made her even more captivating.
However, out of consideration for her feelings, Mu Zhi’an remained silent and turned around as she requested, trying not to pressure her.
An awkward silence filled the room. 𝖓𝔬𝔳𝖕𝖚𝖇.𝖈𝔬𝔪
Finally, Mu Zhi’an spoke, “What you said earlier… was it true?”
Wei Mengrou murmured softly in agreement.
Looking at his back, she slowly moved her hand up his waist, her delicate fingers finally resting on his chest, as if trying to feel his heartbeat.
Even through the layers of clothing, Mu Zhi’an could feel the coolness of her touch against his heart.
“Actually, I’m also quite surprised. I never thought it would be you,” Wei Mengrou suddenly said.
She had thought she knew him well: his personality, his actions, even the women around him… She had believed she would never be attracted to someone like him…
But it turned out that matters of the heart weren’t so easily controlled.
Just like how most people thought they wouldn’t fall for a ‘bad woman’, but those women wouldn’t act like ‘bad women’… Faced with someone far more experienced in the art of seduction, especially if they were actively pursuing you, it was easy to fall into their trap.
In this world, Mu Zhi’an was that ‘bad woman’.
After all, he was the ‘Chosen Female Lead’.
However, his feelings for the girls around him were genuine.
Wei Mengrou looked at his back, her eyes filled with a mix of emotions.
Suddenly, Mu Zhi’an said, “Actually, I’m not surprised.”
Wei Mengrou was stunned, not understanding his words.
“I’m not surprised,” he repeated.
He grasped her hand, her cool touch sending shivers down his spine.
Then, under her flustered gaze, he turned around, holding her hand, his other hand cupping her cheek. “I’ve always believed you would be more than just my maid, Mengrou,” he said softly.
“I’ve liked you ever since we first met.”
However, Wei Mengrou seemed unaffected by his sweet words. She looked at him. “What do you like about me?”
Mu Zhi’an didn’t hesitate. “Everything.”
She pondered his words, the shyness in her eyes fading as she regained her composure. “Be more specific…?”
“Whether it’s your bad temper, your cold gaze, or our mental connection, I like everything about you,” Mu Zhi’an said sincerely.
He also loved her role as his maid and the way she would glare at him with disdain, like he was a bug, whenever she wore black and white silk stockings… The thought alone was exciting.
Of course, he wasn’t stupid enough to say that out loud.
Being so close to her, her sweet fragrance filling his senses, Mu Zhi’an’s gaze couldn’t help but wander from her cold and beautiful face downwards.
Her yellow dress couldn’t conceal her ample bosom, her figure perfectly proportioned. Her long, shapely legs, revealed beneath her skirt, were smooth and fair in the candlelight.
Wei Mengrou’s eyes flickered with confusion, then she followed his gaze.
Realizing something, she looked up at him, her eyes turning cold.
“You haven’t changed at all, have you?”
“What’s wrong with liking beautiful girls?” Mu Zhi’an said, not denying it.
“Besides, it’s not your appearance that I value the most, Mengrou. It’s your inner beauty!”
He sounded righteous and sincere.
Wei Mengrou glanced at him, noticing his unwavering gaze, then she subtly lifted the hem of her skirt, catching his attention.
“Hmph.” She scoffed, her expression speaking volumes.
Mu Zhi’an chuckled helplessly. “That’s a normal reaction for a man. If I wasn’t attracted by that, wouldn’t I be denying your charm as a woman?”
Wei Mengrou’s eyes flickered. “You’re good at twisting words,” she said softly.
And she couldn’t even refute his logic.
Mu Zhi’an’s smile faded, and he looked at her seriously. “But I was being sincere earlier, Mengrou.”
“I’ve liked you ever since we first met.”
“So what you said in the Martial Realm earlier, whether it was because of the Primordial Witch’s influence or not, made me truly happy…”
“And your skirt-lifting move was also great. Very exciting,” Mu Zhi’an added, his gaze lingering on her long, shapely legs, their smooth, jade-like texture reminding him of the time he had made her wear black and white silk stockings.
A faint blush appeared on Wei Mengrou’s face, but she maintained her usual aloofness. “It seems I was right about you. You’re a terrible person with nothing but good looks,” she said, her gaze fixed on him.
“So you also acknowledge that I’m handsome, Mengrou?” Mu Zhi’an asked, feigning surprise.
Wei Mengrou: “…”
After the playful banter, Mu Zhi’an, feeling the Heavenly Dao Energy within him becoming increasingly difficult to suppress, said, “I can’t hold back your Heavenly Dao Energy much longer. I need to prepare a medicinal bath and guide it out of my body.”
If he didn’t handle it properly, the Heavenly Dao Energy might attract the heavens’ attention and trigger another punishment.
Mu Zhi’an wasn’t interested in being struck by lightning.
However, before he could turn around, Wei Mengrou stepped forward. Mu Zhi’an instinctively took a step back, but his back hit the door, leaving him with nowhere to retreat.
Under his gaze, Wei Mengrou raised her delicate hand and placed it on his cheek.
Then, she took another step closer, her thigh pressing against his. She tilted her head slightly, and her soft, rosy lips gently met his.
Mu Zhi’an froze, his mind going blank for a moment.
For the first time in his life, he was stunned and speechless by a confession and a kiss.
He couldn’t believe he had been kissed, especially by his maid, who had always looked down on him.
But he quickly recovered from his shock and instinctively wrapped his arms around her slender waist. Her back was beautifully curved, a sliver of fair skin peeking out from beneath her yellow dress, her figure alluring and seductive.
Mu Zhi’an took the initiative. After all, no matter how bold Wei Mengrou was, she was still inexperienced in matters of the heart. She had never been in a relationship before, and even her kiss was clumsy.
He guided her gently, their kiss starting tentatively, then becoming more passionate.
Her soft breath tickled his face. If their previous kiss had been fleeting, then this time, Mu Zhi’an truly experienced her kiss.
Unlike her cold exterior, her kiss was warm and sweet, intoxicating him.
Suddenly, Wei Mengrou opened her eyes, looking at him in surprise.
But Mu Zhi’an pretended not to notice, his hand moving to the back of her head as he deepened the kiss, savoring the experience.
Wei Mengrou’s eyes flickered, a faint blush appearing on her translucent ears. She lowered her gaze, her eyes moist.
Time passed silently. When they finally parted, Mu Zhi’an was still relishing the taste of her lips, while Wei Mengrou was wiping her mouth with a handkerchief, her gaze fixed on him with a complex mix of emotions.
Mu Zhi’an coughed lightly. “Mengrou, it’s just a kiss. It’s normal…”
“Have you ever seen anyone groping during their first kiss?” Wei Mengrou asked calmly, her face still flushed, her usual coldness gone.
She glanced at him. “It seems I was right about you. You’re a terrible, two-timing worm.”
“Worm is a bit harsh, don’t you think…?” Mu Zhi’an said with a wry smile.
But hearing the word ‘worm’ from Mengrou’s lips strangely turned him on… He wanted to be scolded by her more. Do I have a weird fetish…? Mu Zhi’an thought to himself.
Wei Mengrou stared at him, her eyes flickering. After a long hesitation, she whispered, “But… what I said earlier was also true.”
“What…?” Mu Zhi’an asked.
Wei Mengrou took a deep breath, then looked up at him, meeting his gaze. “Even though you’re a terrible person… I like you.”
“…”
Silence fell over the room.
After a while, Mu Zhi’an exhaled slowly, looked at Wei Mengrou, and chuckled. “You’re being too seductive, Mengrou.”
Even a seasoned veteran like him couldn’t help but feel his heart skip a beat, his desire to pull her into his arms and savor her warmth intensifying.
He looked at his maid and said, “If you keep this up… I can’t guarantee I’ll be able to control myself.”
Wei Mengrou asked with a puzzled expression, “Why would you want to control yourself?”
Hearing her words, Mu Zhi’an couldn’t resist any longer and moved to embrace her.
But at that moment, the Heavenly Dao Energy within him stirred violently, as if trying to burst out of his Furnace. Mu Zhi’an froze.
“What a shame. It seems it’s not possible today,” Wei Mengrou said, looking at him with a faint smile.
“You knew this would happen, didn’t you? That’s why you were teasing me,” Mu Zhi’an said helplessly.
If he didn’t deal with the Heavenly Dao Energy now, it might trigger another Heavenly Punishment.
Only Wei Mengrou could control this Heavenly Dao Energy. Although he had managed to suppress it, he couldn’t hold it back for long.
If he didn’t guide it out slowly, it might even damage his Furnace.
Suddenly, Wei Mengrou said, “You don’t need a medicinal bath. Guiding out the Heavenly Dao Energy requires Spiritual Energy, but it’s naturally drawn to me. If I guide it, it will leave your Furnace quickly.”
Mu Zhi’an was surprised. “You can do that…? What should I do?”
If he used his own method, it would take at least two or three days to guide the Heavenly Dao Energy out of his Furnace.
It would be much better if Wei Mengrou did it.
After all, she was its original owner.
Wei Mengrou hesitated for a moment, her eyes flickering. “As long as your Innate Celestial Furnace isn’t full, I can guide it out.”
“If my Innate Celestial Furnace isn’t full, then that means…” Mu Zhi’an seemed to realize something and looked at his aloof maid.
“Are you saying…?”
At that moment, Mu Zhi’an already had names picked out for their future children.
“It’s not what you’re thinking. I just need your Spiritual Energy to decrease slightly. It’s different from dual cultivation,” Wei Mengrou said, her cheeks flushing.
Not dual cultivation, but my Spiritual Energy needs to decrease… Hmm, is she suggesting a ‘self-service’ session?
“I’m not very experienced in this area. Can you help me, Mengrou?” Mu Zhi’an asked humbly.
Compared to his own hands, Mengrou’s delicate touch would be much better.
A flicker of shyness appeared in Wei Mengrou’s eyes, but she quickly suppressed her emotions.
Then, under his expectant gaze, she nodded slightly.
Suddenly, Mu Zhi’an remembered something. “Or… can we try a different method?” he asked tentatively.
“What method?” Wei Mengrou’s eyes narrowed, seeing his greedy expression.
“Remember the warm stockings I gave you?” Mu Zhi’an asked.
“We can…” He whispered something in her ear.
As he spoke, a cold glint appeared in Wei Mengrou’s eyes.
She pursed her lips, then a faint smile curved her lips. “I thought you were joking. Do you really enjoy being looked down upon?”
“Only by you, Mengrou,” Mu Zhi’an added.
“Turn around and don’t look back until I say so,” Wei Mengrou suddenly said.
Hearing her words, Mu Zhi’an’s heart filled with anticipation. He knew she had agreed.
Asking her had been the right decision!
This trip to the Martial Realm was a huge success!
If he had been exhausted from repeatedly reloading, on the verge of collapse, then Wei Mengrou’s words had completely re-energized him.
He turned around, resisting the urge to look at her.
He could hear the faint rustling of fabric against skin behind him. Mu Zhi’an fought back the urge to turn around, afraid of angering Wei Mengrou and ruining the moment.
After a while, a soft voice came from behind him. “A-alright.”
Her voice, usually cold and aloof, now held a hint of shyness.
Mu Zhi’an instinctively turned around and saw his maid in a yellow dress.
Her long, flowing hair framed her beautiful face, her eyes sparkling, a faint blush on her cheeks, adding to her allure.
Beneath her skirt, her long, jade-like legs were clad in smooth white and black stockings, the perfect boundary between her skirt and her thighs, revealing a glimpse of her smooth, fair skin, the stockings creating a slight indentation.
Seemingly noticing his unwavering gaze, Wei Mengrou smiled and walked towards him, her every step seductive. She looked up at him, her eyes meeting his.
“Does being bullied by your maid excite you? Is it your strange fetish, or…”
Wei Mengrou tilted her head slightly and whispered in his ear, her voice alluring,
“Are you just a pervert?”
At that moment, it was difficult to tell if she was Wei Mengrou or the Primordial Witch.
