Chapter 237: Honkai: Star Rail — The Xianzhou General Won't Dream of a Yandere Chapter 234: Ji Zi Returned, But It Felt Like Returnin

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

In the bathroom of the Shen Wu Huang Gong, the intertwined figures of two people were submerged.

Ji Zi lay on her back in Xuan Ge's arms, her head resting lightly on Xuan Ge's shoulder.

Perceiving the restless hand at her waist roaming everywhere, and the large Delicious Food's rim probing out from the water, she bit her lower lip.

"Emperor, stop moving around~"

Xuan Ge let out a low chuckle, the vibration of his chest cavity transmitted to Ji Zi through their pressed skin.

His hand finally settled on Ji Zi's slightly red, swollen, and faintly bulging lower abdomen, "Aren't you afraid of delaying your Navigator career?"

"Mmm~" A current of electricity instantly spread from her lower abdomen throughout her whole body along the path, and Ji Zi's entire body went limp.

In her daze, she subconsciously stuck out her tongue, lightly tracing it across Xuan Ge's earlobe, carrying a few parts of unknowing allure.

When she realized she had been teased by Xuan Ge and had made such a bold move, her cheeks instantly burned scorching hot, and she immediately tilted her head slightly to the side.

Ji Zi gently bit Xuan Ge's earlobe, the tip of her tongue unconsciously licking lightly, the spoiled complaint in her tone even thicker: "Xuan Ge, you bad guy."

She rubbed against him with her thigh, the force strong, more like begging for intimacy: "This is the last time for today~ Emperor, I still have to go back~ Xing and March 7th are definitely still waiting for me."

Last night she was fed too full by Xuan Ge.

Every single action!

She couldn't help but sprout white paddle blades.

Ji Zi suppressed the palpitations in her heart, slowly propped herself up, raised her hand to gather her long hair behind her head, and casually coiled it into a loose bun.

She turned around, facing Xuan Ge, both hands bracing on the warm lamp, exerting slight force, steadily shining the warm lamp's light onto Xuan Ge.

"Straight to the stomach~" Ji Zi slightly parted her red lips;

Both hands holding the warm lamp;

Slowly floating up and down;

Movements clumsy yet carrying full enthusiasm.

Xuan Ge watched her proactive appearance, the smile in his eyes deepening; he didn't say much more, just lazily leaned against the bathtub wall, eyes closed, quietly soaking.

Time flew by; three hours of time quietly slipped away in Ji Zi's proactiveness and the two's intimacy.

Afterwards, in Kafka's Qin Gong, Ji Zi was simply wrapped in Xuan Ge's wide robe, the door wide open.

She looked at the wardrobe as large as a whole wall, and instantly fell into silence.

The wardrobe was hung full of all kinds of clothes, styles numerous, materials exquisite, obviously all Kafka's private collection.

Ji Zi opened another cabinet door with a hint of purple, and fell into shocked deep thought.

"Kafka, you know me, I won't do those operations." Xuan Ge held his phone, tone carrying a few parts coaxing, attempting to appease the person on the other end of the call.

On the other end of the phone, Kafka's light laughter came clearly: "Emperor, don't tell me you feel I and Ji Zi have some similarities?"

"Uh, if forced to say, there are, but you know...."

Xuan Ge still wanted to quibble, but before he finished speaking he was interrupted by Kafka: "Why doesn't Emperor let Ji Zi wear that purple suit of mine, how about that? Then you can also see the object and think of the person~"

"Really.... cough cough, I mean, you should come back and take a look too, Fu Er can be left with Ren to bring along, just don't let her delay Adult's affairs."

Xuan Ge was almost swayed by Kafka, hurriedly cleared his throat and changed his words.

"That's what you said."

Kafka's voice carried laughter, a trace of irrepressible expectation flashing in her purple pupils, then she said: "Let Ji Zi wear whatever, as long as it doesn't involve....."

"As long as it doesn't involve clothes contaminated with your scent." Xuan Ge hurriedly followed her words, afraid she would say something else he couldn't handle.

"Actually wearing them is fine too, Emperor hasn't not eaten Ling Sha, Xing Xiao, and Yao Guang and Jing Liu's covered rice before."

"Why is Emperor silent? Don't tell me you want me and Ji Zi....."

"Fei Concubine, a word once spoken cannot be recalled even by four horses, this is Shen Wu's rule." Xuan Ge smiled wickedly, not waiting for Kafka to finish, directly hung up the communication.

On Kafka's side, looking at the hung-up phone, she froze for a moment, then smiled helplessly, nodding lightly.

She originally thought Xuan Ge was yielding and going along with her, didn't expect this guy to actually be setting a trap for her.

Kafka stood up, walked to the bedside, looking at Xuan Fu'er still sleeping greedily on the bed, murmured softly: "Don't blame Mom, actually Ren is very good at taking care of kids, Mom is not as good as him."

Finished speaking, she turned and walked out of the room, and saw Ren sitting on the living room sofa, flipping through a hand-drawn children's snack making manual, expression serious.

Ren raised his eyes to look at her, put down the manual, voice hoarse as he spoke: "Looks like you're going back."

"Mhm~ Fu Er is entrusted to you then." Kafka nodded, tone relaxed, turned and walked towards the Hang Jian's Jia Shi Shi.

Ren silently watched her retreating figure, muttered in a low voice: "Scum Xuan Ge, the kid still has to be brought up by me, you really are an incompetent father."

Finished complaining, he shook his head, shook the distracting thoughts out of his mind, lowered his head to look at the manual, frowned and muttered: "Just now I was thinking what milk goes with what...."

On Xuan Ge's side, having hung up the communicator, he turned his head and saw Ji Zi holding his purple silk stockings, hesitating whether to put them on.

His eyes lit up, he walked over quickly, tone full of satisfaction: "Purple is good, purple has the most charm."

Ji Zi smiled and nodded, obediently put on the purple silk stockings, then changed into black tight shorts, high-low boots, and a white shirt.

A full outfit exactly like Kafka's usual style.

Xuan Ge stood to the side, proactively activated Zi Dong Miao Shi.

"Emperor, may I trouble you to coil up my hair?"

Ji Zi gathered her wine-red long hair back with both hands, her eyes carrying a few parts expectation, intent self-evident.

Today, she would learn Kafka's manner, and properly tease Xuan Ge once.

"Okay." Xuan Ge agreed readily, reached out to take her long hair, and in a short while had coiled her wine-red long hair into the same style bun as Kafka's.

Ji Zi walked to the mirror, looking at herself in the mirror with a touch of cold allure between her brows and eyes, the corner of her mouth hooking up a trace of a smile.

She was indeed better-looking than Kafka.

"Xuan Ge~" Ji Zi deliberately let her gaze lose focus, imitating Kafka's usual demeanor, her voice also turning a few degrees cooler, exactly like Kafka's tone.

"Ji Zi, I don't mind, but didn't you say you were going back?" Xuan Ge smiled and walked forward, pulling her into his embrace, fingertips lightly stroking her waist.

"Hehe~" Ji Zi lightly broke free from his embrace, then reached out and pushed Xuan Ge against the wardrobe door.

Ji Zi raised her leg, a perfect split, steadily giving Xuan Ge a leg pin.

"Kafka, you didn't expect this day either, right?" Ji Zi's tone carried a hint of provocation, imitating Kafka's posture.

She remembered that Kafka had threatened her back then, Ji Zi, you don't want to....

It really pissed her off.

Xuan Ge chuckled lowly, both hands resting on her tight pants, fingertips rising with a wisp of faint Destruction flame, tone playful: "Oh? Is that so?"

"Wait~! Emperor, I didn't mean it like that...."

Ji Zi panicked, she just wanted to tease Xuan Ge with ease like Kafka, retaliate for him making her accept everything without reservation last night.

But she didn't expect Xuan Ge to actually play for real.

Xuan Ge didn't listen to her explanation, just reached out and encircled Ji Zi's raised thigh.

"Mmm~~ don't~~" Ji Zi's voice softened, carrying a hint of pleading, but her body honestly leaned toward Xuan Ge.

Simultaneously, inside the Astral Express's Observation Car, the atmosphere was exceptionally stifling.

March 7th and Xing sat bored on the sofa, watching Welt and Dan Heng play chess leisurely, faces full of impatience.

Ji Zi had been gone for nearly a day and a half; if she didn't come back tonight, no matter how worried they were, there was nothing they could do.

Just then, the car door opened with a "click," and everyone subconsciously looked over.

Only to see Ji Zi standing at the doorway, wearing a white formal dress, the skirt hem fluffy, the style exquisite.

This dress was obviously not the style Ji Zi would usually wear, instead more like..... Dahlia's style.

"Ji Zi Jie~" March 7th subconsciously ran over, hugging Ji Zi's waist in one go.

Ji Zi Jie must have suffered a lot at Xuan Huang's place.

"March~ I'm fine~"

Ji Zi was knocked stiff by March 7th's sudden embrace, subconsciously clamping her thighs tight, forcefully suppressing the discomfort coming from inside her body, smiling as she soothed:

"Alright~ don't hug so tight~ I can't breathe."

March 7th's red eyes brightened, her nose tip unconsciously nuzzling against Ji Zi's neck, sniffing the scent on her.

Besides Ji Zi's own fragrance, there was also mixed in green plum fragrance and.......

She also inadvertently touched Ji Zi's slightly clamped, still slightly trembling thighs, the red eyes instantly becoming meaningful.

March 7th raised her head, the red in her eyes gradually fading, putting on a worried look, pale blue eye rims slightly reddened, looking at Ji Zi and asking:

"Ji Zi Jie, Xuan Huang must be very excessive, right~ Did he bully you?"

"No, I just chatted with Xuan Huang, we hit it off very well."

Ji Zi lightly rubbed March 7th's head, tone natural, while covertly lightly breaking free from her embrace, afraid she would perceive something else.

Finished speaking, she immediately turned to look at Xing on the side, only to see Xing using a probing gaze, looking back and forth between her and March 7th, Ji Zi's heart instantly tightened, hurriedly changed the subject:

"I'll go back to my room to prepare first, later we have to ride.... uh, set off for Pinocchio, can't delay any longer."

She almost misspoke, saying "ride" that kind of inappropriate-for-children thing.

Finished speaking, not waiting for everyone to react, she quickly turned and walked toward her own bedroom car.

Forcibly covering up the sweat flowing just now from March 7th hugging her.