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However, he had a small question in his mind that needed to be answered.
That explains why Xiaoxiao would hide under her usual dining seat.
Su Mu had always possessed exceptionally keen senses, as had Su Zhixiao; otherwise, the two of them wouldn't have been able to discern Li Zhaoning's true nature the moment they first met.
It was a woman.
At this moment, the moment he stepped into the dining hall, that faint, yet still familiar, aura, deliberately concealed, was clearly detected by him, like a firefly in the dark night.
Caught. A glance swept over the large dining table, and beneath the draped brocade tablecloth, the small, curled-up figure was nowhere to be hidden.
Su Zhixiao naturally knew she couldn't outsmart her brother. But so what? Her brother certainly wouldn't expose her! She thought smugly.
He looked at it with a hint of smug satisfaction, as if he had just pulled off a prank.
Su Mu glanced at Li Qinghan and Hu Chanyuan without showing any emotion. Seeing that the two looked perfectly normal and had clearly not noticed anything amiss under the table, he immediately...
It's clear now. Xiaoxiao must have used a high-grade concealment talisman, combined with her own exquisite breath-concealing techniques, to be able to outmaneuver someone with a lower cultivation level.
They were perfectly hidden from view of the two people.
The Prince's mansion was heavily fortified, ensuring its safety. Those who could enter, besides Su Mu, were all highly trusted women. During daily meals...
Who would use their divine sense to probe under the table to see if someone is hiding there for no reason?
If Li Zhaoning were here, with her keen senses honed at the peak of her Golden Core stage, she might have noticed the clues immediately, just like Su Mu. Unfortunately, she was just...
Having served her with utmost "filial piety," she was utterly exhausted, so she went to rest first.
“Her Highness is a little tired and has already rested. She instructed us to have lunch first and not to wait for her,” Su Mu explained calmly on Li Zhaoning’s behalf.
At the same time, he roughly guessed what mischief the little girl under the table was up to, and couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself, but couldn't muster any blame.
The implication was that he was being somewhat indulgent, and he didn't point it out on the spot.
“In that case, let’s take our seats first,” Hu Chanyuan replied softly.
The three took their seats in turn, and Su Mu naturally and calmly sat in the secluded spot. He had barely sat down when he felt…
A very faint sound came from under the tablecloth.
Hiding under the dimly lit table, Su Zhixiao's heart pounded like a trapped deer. When Su Mu's long, powerful legs appeared in her limited...
As he sat down calmly in his field of vision, the sound of his heartbeat became even more clearly audible.
She subtly shifted her body, changing from a curled-up position to a kneeling one, carefully approaching Su Mu, and gently patted his little...
leg.
"Good afternoon, brother~" A voice as thin as a mosquito's buzz, yet filled with obvious joy, reached Su Mu's ears precisely.
Su Mu's hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly, but her expression remained calm. She responded telepathically, her tone carrying a hint of understanding and helplessness: "Xiao..."
Xiao, are you craving milk again?
"Hehe~ Brother really understands Xiaoxiao the best!" Upon hearing this, Su Zhixiao happily tugged at his trouser leg, her voice so sweet it could melt honey, "Of course!"
Is it okay to just take one bite?
"Sigh, I just can't do anything with you." Su Mu sighed inwardly, but on the surface, she continued to chat and laugh with Hu Chanyuan and Li Qinghan as if nothing had happened, while at the same time...
As he adjusted his posture, he casually spread his legs slightly apart to make room for the little one under the table to move around.
"Thank you, brother!" Su Zhixiao cheered inwardly and immediately got to work. She carefully unbuckled Su Mu's belt, her movements...
With gentle and skillful movements, she released that vibrant "spiritual root," which, despite having just undergone a "bath," remained energetic.
"Snapped!"
As soon as the "spiritual root" was freed from its restraints, it bounced up slightly due to its abundant yang energy and gently touched Su Zhixiao's upturned face.
"Sniff!" Su Zhixiao wasn't annoyed at all. Instead, she leaned closer and took a deep breath, her small nose twitching slightly. Then, she transmitted her voice with satisfaction:
"Hmm, brother just took a bath, and the scent of soap has masked some of the original smell~ But this masculine aura still smells so good!"
She stretched out her slender fingers and gently parted the tip of the "spiritual root," revealing the sensitive groove and tip beneath. She examined it closely, slightly...
She muttered regretfully, "Oh dear, my brother washed all the cheese clean, there's not a single piece left."
She seemed somewhat unwilling to give up; her pink tongue quietly darted out, like the most skillful craftsman, beginning to explore the delicate grooves and sensitive tips.
He walked around with the spoon, licking it as if he had to search for any remaining bits of "cheese" that hadn't been thoroughly cleaned.
"Slurp~ Slurp, hmm! There's still some left! Did my brother not wash it properly, or... is it freshly made cheese?" Su
Zhi Xiao's voice was playful, like a little fairy, teasing Su Mu's heart.
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Su Mu maintained his polite smile, seemingly unaffected by the "harassment" under the table. He picked up a piece of stir-fried vegetables and put it in...
After savoring the dish, he sincerely praised Hu Chanyuan, saying, "Today's dish is cooked to perfection, light and refreshing, yet still flavorful. This taste..."
"This doesn't seem like Qinghan's work from last night; it's more like Aunt Hu's masterpiece?"
"Mu'er's tongue is truly amazing!" Hearing him recognize her cooking with just one bite and receive such praise, Hu Chanyuan felt a surge of joy.
They drank the honey-sweet beverage together, their smiles growing even brighter. "It was indeed me who made it. It's a pity that Xiaoxiao has disappeared somewhere, otherwise..."
It will also let her see how much her aunt's cooking skills have improved.
Upon hearing this, Su Mu's fingers, holding chopsticks, paused almost imperceptibly. She thought to herself: Xiaoxiao isn't idle right now; she's busy "tasting" it.
Her own "special delicacy." This girl certainly knows how to pick her timing.
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Chapter Ninety-Four: Aunt Hu, what do you mean by this?
To ensure that this commotion would not leak out, Su Zhixiao made thorough preparations.
She held her breath and, relying on her extraordinary understanding of the true meaning of the word "array" in the "Nine Methods of Falling Flowers," subtly traced a pattern in the air with her fingertips.
A soundproofing array, far more sophisticated and with a more harmonious flow of spiritual energy than the hastily set up the previous night, silently enveloped the small space beneath the dining table.
Cover it up.
After all, this was happening right under Aunt Hu and Qinghan's noses, so the risks were vastly different. The quality of this soundproof barrier was significantly higher than before.
The items placed in the bedroom last night will naturally rise in value as well.
After confirming that the magic array was stable and foolproof, Su Zhixiao finally felt completely at ease and began to savor the food with even more "unrestrained" abandon.
The soft, gurgling sounds of wet water echoed repeatedly, exceptionally clear within the sealed, soundproof array, all falling into the ears of those within.
The sound in Su Mu's ear carried an indescribable intimacy and warmth.
"Xiaoxiao, this way of eating is hardly ladylike." Su Mu remained outwardly calm, chatting and laughing with Hu Chanyuan and Li Qinghan, while secretly...
But he didn't forget to tease the greedy "kitten" under the table via telepathy.
"Gurgle~ Mmm..." Su Zhixiao was busy and happy, and responded vaguely upon hearing this, her voice filled with a satisfied sigh, "It's all because of brother's cheese."
It smells so sweet and delicious!
Her nimble tongue, like the finest cleaning tool, thoroughly scraped away the last traces of essence remaining in the crevices and grooves of that "spiritual root."
They swallowed it whole, as if savoring a rare delicacy, their faces beaming with the joy of finding a priceless treasure.
While picking up food, Su Mu glanced under the table, seemingly unintentionally. There, Su Zhixiao, like a small animal after a hearty meal, was gently pursing her pink lips.
She took small, delicate breaths, her watery eyes gazing up at him with a dreamy look, a mixture of emotions in them: "Watch me take care of my brother."
The smugness of "how clean it is," and a subtle hint of ingratiation, a desire for praise and reward from the master.
"Why is my little kitten behaving like a puppy today?" Su Mu chuckled and teased via telepathy. He couldn't help but think of another...
This little female dog... well, perhaps it would be more accurate to call her a "big dog"?
"Xiaoxiao isn't a puppy!" Su Zhixiao immediately protested, rubbing her soft cheek against the still energetic dog in a coquettish manner.
"Spiritual Root," she transmitted her voice sweetly, "Xiaoxiao is your brother's best little kitten! Brother, look, isn't Xiaoxiao cleaned you up perfectly? Isn't she especially obedient?"
"It was indeed cleaned spotlessly," Su Mu readily affirmed, her tone carrying a indulgent smile. "So, Xiaoxiao is telling..."
Did the older brother ask for a reward?
"Yes, yes! Brother is the best!" Su Zhixiao nodded excitedly, her eyes shining with anticipation.
"Alright, then please help yourselves," Su Mu agreed with a smile. On the table, he had just placed a dish for both Hu Chanyuan and Li Qinghan, and took advantage of this...
With a natural movement, he leaned forward slightly, adjusting his posture accordingly to provide Xiaoxiao under the table with more space and make it easier for her to "lead" him.
Space for appreciation.
"Thank you, Mu'er." Hu Chanyuan, oblivious to anything amiss, smiled as she accepted the dishes Su Mu offered, her eyes filled with tenderness. She seemed to recall...
She glanced at him, her eyes shifting slightly, and asked softly, "Mu'er, do you have any plans for tonight?"
After a moment's thought, Su Mu replied, "I need to process the accounting documents submitted by various industries in Qingzhou City this afternoon, so I should be free in the evening."
"Aunt Hu, is something the matter?"
"It's nothing important," Hu Chanyuan said, a gentle smile curving her lips as she blinked. "It's just that you and Xiaoxiao are back this time..."
I've been craving your cooking lately. Would you be so kind as to prepare dinner tonight?
“If Aunt Hu wants to eat, Mu’er will gladly oblige.” Su Mu readily agreed, her smile gentle.
Hearing this from under the table, Su Zhixiao was secretly delighted and couldn't help but lean forward, making a soft "kiss" sound as she imprinted her mark on the "spiritual root."
A loud kiss.
Looking at the clear mark of good looks on her "spiritual root," Su Zhixiao secretly felt smug: Hehe, then Xiaoxiao must be the first to taste her brother's...
I've already mastered the craft, so I won't wait until tonight to share it with everyone!
At this moment, Hu Chanyuan spoke again, her tone still smiling, but seemingly with a hint of seriousness: "And... after dinner,"
"If Mu'er has some free time, could you keep Aunt Hu company? Aunt Hu also has some things she'd like to discuss with you privately."
"Okay," Su Mu replied readily as always.
However, that single word "good" made Su Zhixiao, who was under the table, suddenly stop in her tracks. What did Aunt Hu want to say to her brother alone?
Her first reaction was alertness, like a small animal guarding its food, its fur standing on end.
But then she remembered Hu Chanyuan's words about "not being able to let go of one's identity," and her thoughts shifted: Could it be that Aunt Hu intends to completely...
She severed ties with her brother, declaring that from now on she would only fulfill her duties as an elder and sever all inappropriate romantic relationships.
Thinking of this, the jealousy she felt was instantly replaced by a strange sadness. She naturally wanted to have her brother all to herself, but what could she do?
She couldn't help but hope that Aunt Hu, who had always treated her and her brother so well, could also find her own happiness.
Just as her mind was in turmoil, she suddenly felt something strange—a foot wearing a soft satin embroidered shoe, carrying a warm body temperature, silently...
It silently reached out from across the table and began to gently rub against Su Mu's calf, seemingly casually but with a hint of probing.
?! Aunt Hu, you...!
At this moment, Su Zhixiao was positioned right next to Su Mu, so Hu Chanyuan's outstretched leg naturally did not touch Xiaoxiao, nor did she notice Xiaoxiao's presence.
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Although she was there, Su Zhixiao saw it clearly: her long, slender, fair leg was gently rubbing against her brother's trouser leg, the action intimate and ambiguous!
Su Zhixiao's eyes widened instantly, almost unable to believe her eyes.
Aunt Hu! Weren't you just now speaking so confidently, saying you "couldn't let go of those identities" and would feel "uneasy and fearful"?! How come in the blink of an eye...
How could he do something so audacious under the table, with Qinghan still present?!
Aunt Hu's movements seemed very practiced; it must not be the first time she had done this!
Does Aunt Hu always rub against my brother like this during meals?! Hmm, although I think I've done it myself.
But this time, the jealousy isn't unfounded! Sneaking into a younger person's leg during a meal is definitely not something a mature and composed person would do.