CHAPTER 446: CHAPTER 182: THE WIFE’S GENEROUS TEACHING! THE FAIRY IS BURNING! _2

Not far away, on the Hidden Dragon River, the cargo ships lined up like a long snake, with the bow cutting through the water, creating shimmering waves.

The group walked on the street, with imposing strides, exuding an extraordinary presence that caught the attention of everyone around. The locals instinctively kept their distance.

"Tsk tsk, this is my first time in Central State, and Tiandu City is indeed vibrant."

"The streets are bustling with chariot wheels clashing, truly a place where the four seas converge."

"Although times are turbulent now, the dead camel is still bigger than a horse, let alone the Great Yuan Capital City."

"I’ve heard the girls at the Imperial Music Bureau are all charming and graceful, able to sing and dance beautifully, and they speak eloquently. I must experience it later."

At this moment, Liu Qiansong’s peripheral vision suddenly caught a glimpse of a white figure.

"Oh, isn’t that Fairy Qingxuan?"

Zi Lianji looked up sharply at the words, and his eyes lit up upon seeing that moon-white Daoist robe.

"Qing..."

He was about to step forward but froze suddenly, his expression stiffening at the sight before him.

...

...

"This place’s Osmanthus Sweet Cake is the best, brother, have a taste~"

"Songjian Pavilion’s braised pig trotters are a delicacy!"

"And Taoran Residence’s grilled meat skewers, Zhiwei House’s small wontons, Li’s Osmanthus sugar-lotus root..."

The three strolled along the street.

In a matter of moments, Shen Zhixia had forgotten the previous events, her cheeks stuffed so full like a hamster, unable to move at the sight of delicious food.

Chen Mo held her delicate hand, his expression full of indulgence.

Ling Ningzhi quietly followed beside them, watching this scene, a trace of envy flashing in her eyes.

Although she and Chen Mo had already shared intimacy, their relationship was not officially recognized, and she could never stand openly by Chen Mo’s side like Shen Zhixia.

"It’s okay, I’ve understood Mr. Chen’s intentions, nothing else matters..."

She tried to console herself, but couldn’t help feeling a bit lost.

At that moment, a piece of snowflake pastry was handed to her.

Ling Ningzhi looked up and saw Chen Mo smiling at her.

"Daoist, would you like to try it?"

"It’s too sweet..."

"Come on, open your mouth, ah~"

"..."

Ling Ningzhi’s cheeks flushed a bit, but she gently bit into it.

And the remaining half was tossed by Chen Mo into his mouth.

"Well, it is indeed very sweet."

"..."

Ling Ningzhi’s cheeks were increasingly warm, and just as she was about to say something, Chen Mo reached out and grabbed her hand, saying, "Daoist, hold on, the street is crowded, don’t get lost."

Ling Ningzhi lowered her head slightly, whispering, "I’m not a child..."

Chen Mo replied reminiscently, "Hmm, indeed not young."

Ling Ningzhi: ?

"Wait, don’t move."

At this moment, Chen Mo noticed some pastry crumbs on Ling Ningzhi’s lips, and since his hands were occupied and he didn’t want to let go, he simply leaned down and gently licked them off.

Lips accidentally touched, sending a ticklish feeling.

Sometimes, this tentative approach can stir the heartstrings more than a passionate kiss.

Ling Ningzhi’s heart raced, her eyes widened as she stared blankly at him, "W-what are you doing?"

Chen Mo confusedly replied, "Haven’t kissed before, what’s the matter?"

Ling Ningzhi softly said, "But this is on the street, and your identity is so unique, what if someone sees us..."

Chen Mo casually replied, "So what? Zhi’er is my treasure, and I plan to marry her someday, people will know sooner or later."

"Tre-treasure?!"

Ling Ningzhi’s fair skin blushed like a peach, her eyes shimmered, looking away, stammering, "Who-who’s your treasure? Besides, I never said I’d marry you!"

Though saying this, her heart was filled with joy, and the previous gloom completely vanished.

Seeing her shy look, Chen Mo couldn’t help but smile.

Though they were already so close, the Daoist was still easily flustered, her face reddening with a few sweet words, her toes curling with each kiss...

She truly is extraordinarily adorable!

"Thinking about it, even though we’ve established a relationship, it seems we haven’t really dated yet." Chen Mo tilted his head toward her, smiling, "Let’s consider today our first date with Daoist."

Ling Ningzhi’s heart uncontrollably raced upon hearing the words "love" and "date."

At this moment, Shen Zhixia approached curiously asking, "What are you whispering about?"

Ling Ningzhi quietly replied, "Nothing, nothing."

"Daoist, your face is so red, are you feverish?"

"... I’m not feverish at all."

"..."

Then Chen Mo halted his steps, looking ahead.

"What’s wrong?"

Following his gaze, the two froze.

A group of people stood not far away, staring at them with eyes filled with astonishment and bewilderment.

Among them were several familiar faces...

All core disciples of major sects.

Liu Qiansong swallowed hard, his voice dry, "Am I seeing things? That man is holding Fairy Qingxuan’s hand with his left hand and Shen Zhixia with his right?!"

Daoist Qingxuan needs no introduction.

Tianshu Pavilion’s Chief Disciple, fourth on the Cloud Top Ranking, first on the Rouge List, admired throughout Jiu Zhou!

And Shen Zhixia, as an Innate True Martial Body, is also a top Heavenly Pride, listed on the Rouge List, quite popular among Martial Arts Sect Disciples!

These two women were unexpectedly close to a single man.

And they seemed very intimate!

"Who is this scoundrel? Let go of the Fairy!"

Qin Yi’s lips twitched slightly, whispering a reminder, "That’s Chen Mo."

Liu Qiansong: ?