Chapter 81: My Beautiful Master (Seeking Follow-up Reads)

This Cloud-Weaving Neon Garment fits perfectly.

It is as if it were tailor-made for her!

She feels deeply moved in her heart, unaware that all items in the System Black Market are custom-made for her.

Having changed into the Cloud-Weaving Neon Garment and standing before the bronze mirror to examine herself closely, Liu Qingmei cannot help but feel a sense of anticipation.

She truly wonders what kind of expression that little beast will have when he sees her appearance at this moment! He will surely be shocked!

And then, in those eyes that are always filled with lewdness, he will likely breathe fire...

At the mere thought of the surprise, shock, and even intense joy that might appear on Ning Mu's face, her heart cannot stop fluttering; she feels as if she is amidst a sea of flowers, dancing gracefully under the warm sun, surrounded by vast happiness.

【Notification: Number One Sub-System owner Liu Qingmei has completed Task Two; rewarding Host with 100 Cultivation Points and 2% of Liu Qingmei's Loyalty Value!】

【Notification: Liu Qingmei's Loyalty Value has reached 80%; she is now devoted to the Host, and the Loyalty Value has reached an irreversible threshold. Unless his reverse scale is touched or a monstrous evil is committed, the Loyalty Value will not decrease...】

【Notification: Number One (A) Sub-System is devoted to the Host; conditions for unlocking Number Two (B) Sub-System have been met. The Host may unlock it at any time and choose a female character to bind!】

System notifications skipped.

Finally.

80%!

The Loyalty Value will not decrease, which puts Ning Mu's mind at ease while also making him incredibly expectant.

But at this moment, Ning Mu has no mind to pay attention to these things.

"Master..."

After finishing dinner, Ning Mu prepares to return to his room.

At this moment.

Wearing only a few wisps of transparent gauze, her near-perfect body revealing its unique charm, Ning Xiaoxiu, full of youthful vitality, takes the initiative to approach him.

She has already fallen in love with Ning Mu's scent.

Not to mention that she is already in the shape of her master.

She now needs to rely on her master to suppress the Demon Seed Blood Lotus within her! But Ning Mu waves his hand, turning her away.

"Sleep with Chunzhi and Xia Chan tonight; I have things to attend to, and it is time for me to cultivate my character—how can I always indulge in the land of gentleness?"

It is a seemingly self-deprecating smile, yet no one notices the intense anticipation flickering in Ning Mu's eyes.

At this moment, he is already impatient to enter the room and admire the world-toppling dance of his beautiful master! Liu Qingmei's operation of spending 999 Xia Lu points in the System Black Market to purchase the Cloud-Weaving Neon Garment was all fed back to the Main System.

He saw it clearly.

Hearing the words "cultivate my character" coming from their young master/master's mouth leaves Ning Xiaoxiu, as well as the sisters Chunzhi and Xia Chan, stunned.

Their movements of clearing the table even come to a halt.

"What is wrong with the young master today?"

"I don't know..."

"Could it be that he has been too excessive lately, so..."

"It couldn't be... is he impotent?"

"Pah, pah, pah, what nonsense are you spouting? The young master is so vigorous, how could he..."

"But the young master hasn't been right since he came back tonight..."

Chunzhi and Xia Chan exchange glances, whispering to each other, both seeing deep worry and helplessness in the other's eyes.

If the young master really is... then what should they do!

Ning Xiaoxiu is also looking blank, completely unable to believe she could hear such words from her master's mouth!

Is this still the same lecherous master who had her four times on the very first day? Could his soul have been stolen?

There seem to be rumors in the Jianghu that there are Demonic Path evil arts in the Western Regions capable of stealing a person's soul...

Ning Mu, who has already pushed open the bedroom door.

Does not know that after he left, the three little maids were actually "slandering and gossiping" about him behind his back.

At this moment, his eyes are filled with the sunset glow.

Moonlight, like brilliance, pours through the window, illuminating the gracefully dancing Liu Qingmei.

Her dance is elegant, like a blooming flower, like a fiery red cloud, like the hazy moonlight...

Moonlight like water spills into the quiet room; against the backdrop of flickering candlelight, Liu Qingmei is as elegant as a blooming white lotus, dancing gracefully.

Her dance is light and graceful, as if dancing with the wind and resonating with the moon.

Her skirt flutters with her movements, and under the drive of her Cultivation Points, it shines like a colorful butterfly in the candlelight. Her eyes sparkle with starlight, the light leaping as she spins.

Sometimes she leaps lightly, like a bird skimming across the sky; sometimes she lowers her brows and lashes, like a lotus leaf gently brushing the water's surface.

Every movement is full of rhythm and beauty, as if a silent poem is flowing slowly in this quiet room.

Ning Mu does not speak.

After entering the room, he finds a seat and sits down, then quietly watches.

Liu Qingmei, while dancing, naturally sees Ning Mu's arrival.

She lowers her gaze and continues her dance, using it to dissolve the awkwardness and make the atmosphere become enchanting.

Half an incense stick later.

The dance ends.

Liu Qingmei's breathing is slightly rapid; she turns around, looking at Ning Mu with glistening, beautiful eyes.

"Xiao Mu, your master has danced to entertain you; are you satisfied?"

As she finishes speaking, Liu Qingmei cannot help but feel shy, lowering her lovely head.

"Satisfied, satisfied!"

Ning Mu stands up, nodding like a chick pecking at rice.

"How was this dance?"

"Bravo!"

Ning Mu clapped and cheered, walked over, and naturally pulled Liu Qingmei into his embrace.

Liu Qingmei was stunned for a moment; she had the heart to refuse, but after feeling this slightly warm embrace, she could not bring herself to do so, and a flush surged onto her bright, pretty face, leaving her no choice but to let it be.

However, she was clearly somewhat dissatisfied with Ning Mu's answer.

She gently pressed down on the hand in front of her abdomen, tilted her head, and coquettishly chided, "Just one word?"

Ning Mu laughed heartily, thought for a moment, then rested his chin on her snow-white, delicate shoulder and said word by word.

"Returning snow dances, lingering and full; lingering and full, like returning snow.

Her waist is a handful of jade; I only fear the wind might snap it.

If I could buy one smile, I would measure the bright moon by the bushel.

How can I obtain golden lotus flowers, to support her silk-socked steps at every turn?" 【From Tang Dynasty, Li Qunyu (Gift to Huixue)】

"This poem is for you, my beautiful Master."

Ning Mu said with a cheeky grin, biting at Liu Qingmei's ear.

In an instant.

A flush of red climbed up to the roots of Liu Qingmei's ears, and even her snow-white shoulder blades were suffused with a moving, rosy glow.

She was immersed in these sweet words, unable to extricate herself for a long time.

But very quickly.

When she felt Ning Mu's wicked hand actually trying to climb the high mountains, she immediately reacted.

Right away.

She turned around, pushed Ning Mu away, and said with a suspicious look, "Little rascal, how are you so learned? Speak, are you hiding something from me?"

Although it sounded suspicious, it was actually more of a coquettish chiding between lovers.

Or rather, she was sulking.

Blaming Ning Mu for keeping things from her.

She had realized something was wrong a long time ago, she just hadn't thought about it deeply.

That line from last time, 'To die beneath the peony flower, one is still romantic as a ghost,' made her sigh in wonder every time she recalled it.

And today, another one.

Although compared to 'To die beneath the peony flower,' this 'How can I obtain golden lotus flowers' was slightly inferior.

But this guy recited it completely subconsciously.

Without any need for brewing or revision.

Even those scholars and literati of the Confucian Sect could not reach such a level.

Liu Qingmei could not help but suspect: with such talent, was he really just a stable hand by origin? And that line, 'beautiful Master,' was undoubtedly the sharp sword that shattered her deep suspicions.

As a woman, who could resist such adoration and sweet words from their beloved? Everyone can join the group~ Thanks to all the bosses for the tips and monthly tickets, please vote, please vote, monthly tickets and recommendation tickets are all needed~ Ying ying ying~ (End of chapter)