pappabearbooks Chapter 1679 - 1008: As Long as It’s Bigger Than Yours
Chapter 1679 - 1008: As Long as It’s Bigger Than Yours
Qin Muqing was startled in her heart, unexpectedly, there was a third person hidden in this room.Thus, the great and taboo secrets she just revealed were heard by the third person.
Qin Muqing looked around with her eyes hiding a cold hue.
Yet she discovered that the speaker was actually the little white fox lying by Ji Xinnian’s legs?
Her eyes narrowed slightly, extremely surprised: "It’s a demon..."
Although in this world, many Immortal Sect dignitaries secretly keep Demon Pets.
Yet the demon’s uses are extremely wonderful, can be used for weapon inscription.
A Demon Pet that can speak human words and awaken spiritual wisdom is rare.
Inscribed into an artifact, it needs no soldiers and can form an Artifact Spirit on its own, truly precious.
Furthermore, demons have rebellion in their bones, inherently vicious, extremely difficult to tame.
Therefore, very few people waste the rare ones that develop spiritual wisdom and can speak human language as mere pets by their side.
Listening to this voice, it’s actually a Banshee.
Just then, the fox demon, with its front paws pressed lightly on Baili An’s legs.
Its pair of vertical pupils gradually deepened, showing a fresh blood-red demon-like hue.
The fur all over its body faded, transforming into a smooth snow-white skin.
The delicate and exquisite body gradually unfolded and stretched out, the short fox limbs became long and graceful.
The pointed fox mouth also gradually retracted, transforming into a face of unmatched charm and beauty, so exquisite that it defies description.
The appearance has an indescribable allure, going beyond beautiful and seductive, causing an unwarranted sense of fear.
The ink-black hair flows and falls, appearing soft, sleek, and clean in the sunlight spilling outdoors.
The cascading hair obscures most of the woman’s face, adding a touch of mysterious allure to the innate enchanting beauty.
Below the strands of hair, those glowing vertical pupils coldly glanced over, the edge of the eyes slowly gathering into a slender line.
Despite the cold gaze full of hostility, bone-chilling, a woman like Qin Muqing nearly had her heart swayed by such eyes.
Within the woman’s eyes, there was a subtle demon-like quality, different from mortals, in this clear and bright daylight.
Unwarrantedly reminiscent of the Banshee documented in the ancient scrolls within strange talk and tale books.
Even though the Chapters within the paintings are ancient and yellowed, hazy and mysterious, they always inadvertently bear the unique worldly demon energy of the brush-wielder.
She lay there without a stitch, sprawled between the man’s legs, her neck raised in a beautifully curved arc, her waist soft to the point of delicately held.
The hand supporting on the man’s thigh seemed like moonlight-white wrists, even without touching, one could tell at a glance this body was exceedingly pliant and alluring.
The aromatic, smooth body slim where it should be, yet without any sense of being skin-and-bones.
Only because its undulating figure was matured in an unusual way, fresh and tender as if it could be pinched to yield juice.
Qin Muqing had always prided herself as extraordinarily charming, with an exceptional figure, but now upon seeing this woman with fox ears and tail still intact, she felt a shameful sense of inadequacy.
Just moments ago, she was flaunting her charm in this room, confident that her innate beauty would surely make Ji Xinnian become her admirer.
Now upon contemplating his eyes full of inexplicable ridicule earlier, it was actually for this reason?!
Qin Muqing only felt that her prior actions seemed like those of a clown.
With such a seductive demon pet serving at his side, she was just a simple dish of plain rice porridge.
It was hardly satisfying even to fill the stomach, let alone to incite passion.
Although Baili An outwardly appeared nonchalant, his hand on Shu Ci’s waist was extremely measured, not wandering.
He looked at Qin Muqing with a hint of faint mocking chill in his eyes:
"Demon or not, in this vast world with countless races, the fox lady is the most alluring and graceful.
Qin Fourth Miss, your figure here is not quite comparable."
While speaking, perhaps the weight pressing on his thighs made him uncomfortable.
Baili An shifted slightly, attempting to adjust his posture to avoid the ambiguous physical contact.
Yet with this leg movement, he kicked against something cold and hard under the seat.
Baili An cast a strange glance downward, only to see the corner of a round black iron object under the beauty’s seat.
Upon closer inspection, it was actually a huge iron pot hidden under the bed?!
The iron pot was so large that it couldn’t be fully concealed, revealing a part of it.
Next to the iron pot, there were neatly arranged scallions, ginger, garlic, star anise, stock ingredients, oil, chili sauce, vinegar, and salt.
It was unclear what they were intended for.
Baili An was not unfamiliar with this iron pot, it was commissioned by the big-breasted fox from a blacksmith’s shop when he was injured and stranded, picked up by Shu and wandered in the village.
She daily carried this heavy iron pot on her back, traveled thousands of miles to Shifang City without abandoning it.
To sneak in here today, she still did not forget it.
This unexplained persistence, really baffled the reasoning.
Shu Ci propped up her body, raised her head, saw Baili An’s hand resting on her waist but his gaze was still fixed on the woman.
Suddenly, rage surged from her heart, her eyes grew even redder, directly pushing Baili An down onto the bed.
Qin Muqing was shocked to the core watching this.
Indeed a demon with no sense of propriety and shame, without any clothing on her, she was unashamed to push the man down.
She straddled him at his waist, that demon-like face fierce beyond words.
Her snow-white nose sniffing his scent uncontrollably, eyes like a night wolf, as if wanting to devour him alive.
Her angry nose bridge wrinkled slightly, sharp teeth revealed threateningly, filled with menace and accusation:
"Ah, you heartless betrayer, in the past you were so unyielding to my kind, with iron-clad integrity, who would have thought you would turn out to be a philanderer and libertine.