Master, don't tease me, you can't handle three of them.

Chapter 170: Even more than liking Han Luo?

"It seems that Luo Luo really likes this junior disciple Jing Shu, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to change Luo Luo's mind so easily."

Back in his room, Fu Huaizhi sat on the soft couch and sighed with Jun Mo.

"Yes, the disciples Han Luo has taken on are all quite good."

Junmo responded to Fu Huaizhi's words, having already prepared a cup of spiritual tea, and brought it to Fu Huaizhi's lips.

After chatting for so long, Fu Huai was indeed a little thirsty, so he took a cup of spiritual tea from Jun Mo's hand and moistened his throat.

After finishing his drink, Fu Huaizhi shook his head at Jun Mo. Jun Mo understood, then poured himself another cup and drank the tea in one gulp, following the rim of the cup Fu Huaizhi had just drunk from.

"Huai Zhi was just trying to tell them that method, right?" Jun Mo put the cup back on the table, turned around and sat down next to Fu Huai Zhi.

With no one around, Fu Huaizhi skillfully nestled into Jun Mo's arms, shifting slightly to find a comfortable position.

"Well, I was going to say that. But since Jing Shu has his own ideas and Luo Luo has agreed, why should I bother?"

Jun Mo tucked a strand of hair from Fu Huaizhi's chest and chuckled, "Huaizhi, do you really believe that kid can reach the Nascent Soul stage in five years?"

"To be honest, I don't believe it." Fu Huaizhi closed his eyes.

"Back then, it took me less than five years to cultivate from the late Golden Core stage to the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, but it took me a full three years to go from the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage to the Out-of-Body stage. He's still too young..."

"A bit presumptuous, isn't it?" Junmo knew that Fu Huaizhi was quite satisfied with Jing Shu as Hanluo's Daoist partner, but Junmo was a little jealous.

Huaizhi's evaluation of a stranger he had just met was too high; he hadn't received such treatment before.

Fu Huaizhi opened his eyes and chuckled softly, "Youthful vigor is normal. When you steered the question towards him, he was quite composed, and his answers were even more..."

Fu Huaizhi didn't finish speaking because Jun Mo had already sealed his lips with his.

Junmo shut up all the words he didn't want to hear, and also took out all the breath he was breathing from Fu Huaizhi's mouth.

Jun Mo parted their lips with satisfaction, then lightly pecked Fu Huaizhi's lips again, "Huaizhi, don't always say good things about that kid, I'll get jealous."

Fu Huaizhi chuckled, his lips, slightly red from the kiss, pressed against hers. "Junmo, you should know that Fu Huaizhi loves Junmo the most."

"Like him even more than you like Han Luo?" Jun Mo accepted the sweet talk and asked in return.

Fu Huaizhi: "..."

After all these years, why are you still competing for favor with Luo Luo?

"I knew it." Jun Mo snorted, not surprised at all.

"If one day, Hanluo and I both fell into the water, who would you save?"

The high and mighty Demon Lord was now like a newlywed bride in the mortal world asking her husband, "If your mother-in-law and I fell into the water at the same time, who would you save?"

This is the question Junmo asked for the 1,113th time.

Fu Huai thought to himself, but said without hesitation, "I'll save you."

After all, if Luo Luo didn't pull Jun Mo up, she could freeze him and the water together. Then Jun Mo would use that as an excuse to "get a fever" and drag her along with him...

Don't ask how I know; the answer is that Junmo really did it before...

Jun Mo nodded in satisfaction, but still said, "That's right, since I have a Daoist partner now, it's natural for my partner to come and save me."

“Huaizhi, you were wrong about what you said about that kid being calm. He’s not calm at all; he’s just confused and doesn’t know how to react.”

Junmo had no other intention than to quietly erase the good impression Jing Shu had made on Fu Huaizhi.

One cold spell is enough; there can't be a second one.

But Fu Huaizhi showed no disappointment. Instead, he looked at Jun Mo with curiosity and asked, "How did you know?"

Jun Mo: "......."

Can he say that when Fu Huaizhi declared himself his Daoist partner in front of everyone, his expression was the same as Jing Shu's now?

No, he can't say.

Junmo lowered his head and kissed him again, until Fu Huaizhi couldn't help but bite his tongue lightly before Junmo finally let him go.

"Now that it's just the two of us, Huaizhi, don't keep bringing up other people."

"Mmm..." Fu Huaizhi, feeling slightly dizzy from the kisses, nodded slightly.

"Then can you tell me, Huai Zhi, why did I see you looking so sad that you were about to cry when I came in? Who made you unhappy?"

Junmo asked with an unreadable expression, though he had been keeping this matter in mind.

Fu Huaizhi was silent for a moment, then turned around, hugged Jun Mo's waist, buried his head in Jun Mo's chest, and said in a muffled voice.

"No one upset me, I just feel guilty... I shouldn't have taken my anger out on you..."

A seemingly random sentence made Jun Mo instantly understand. He raised his hand and gently stroked the dark hair of the person in his arms, his heart filled with tenderness, yet also with a sense of helplessness.

"Huaizhi, there's no need to feel guilty. It was indeed my order that caused us to miss the deadline, and that's my fault. You're right to be angry."

As your husband, it is my duty to comfort you and take care of your health.

Huai Zhi, Jun Mo loves Fu Huai Zhi very much.

Fu Huaizhi tightened his grip on Jun Mo's arm slightly.

Junmo continued in a low voice, "I like Fu Huaizhi no matter what he is like. Gentle, happy, angry... Of course, my favorite is Fu Huaizhi in bed. Only I can see Fu Huaizhi like that."

"Junmo!" Fu Huaizhi raised his head in anger and embarrassment, but Junmo, who was prepared, sealed his lips with a kiss.

Fu Huaizhi closed his eyes and took the initiative to attack cities and seize territories, determined to gain the upper hand.

Unfortunately, in matters of the heart, Fu Huaizhi has never been able to outmaneuver Jun Mo, and this time was no exception.

By the time Fu Huaizhi came to his senses, they were already on the bed, and both of them were aroused.

"Huai Zhi... this house is a magical artifact, very soundproof..." Jun Mo said hoarsely as he kissed Fu Huai Zhi's ear.

The hot breath sprayed on Fu Huaizhi's ear, and the person beneath him trembled slightly, his small earlobes quickly turning a luscious red.

"Huaizhi... I'll be quick, okay...?"

Even with the arrow already on the bowstring, Junmo hadn't forgotten Fu Huaizhi's words: he wasn't allowed to touch him before leaving. So, he was seeking his permission.

“With my hands…” Fu Huaizhi closed his eyes and murmured softly.

"..." The person on top of him paused slightly, then sighed with utter indulgence.

"it is good......"