Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

Curled my toes.

Qi Wu Yue couldn't help but stand up slightly and tried to shake off the hand on his foot.

But his bones had been softened by the medicine, and instead of pushing away Xiao Lin's troublesome hand, his calves slipped and he sat down.

She had been supporting herself with her legs, but now she was sitting directly on Xiao Lin's thighs, sticking so tightly to him that her thin inner garment got wet and stuck to her body, making her feel almost non-existent.

Qi Wu Yue: “…”

This pose is absolutely amazing.

He tried to get up.

Hook your feet and reach the bottom of the bucket.

But he was sitting on Xiao Lin, and his legs were not as long as Xiao Lin's, so he couldn't reach it.

Can’t reach…

Qi Wu Yue lowered his head again to confirm, but he couldn't reach it no matter what!

Grabbing Xiao Lin's neck viciously, Qi Wu Yue threatened: "Help me up."

Xiao Lin suppressed his laughter, tilted his head, and brushed his thin lips against the inside of Qi Wu Yue's wrist, almost like a kiss, and said obediently: "Okay."

Then he held Qi Wu Yue's waist with one hand and lifted him up, and with the other hand he held Qi Wu Yue's buttocks in his arms, like he was holding a child.

He even lifted it up with his hand to weigh it.

It's like coaxing a child, "Is it high enough? Is it high enough?"

Xiao Lin pursed his lips and said, "Is it okay? I can't see."

He is quite reasonable.

Qi Wu Yue laughed angrily.

He gritted his teeth and couldn't help but lean over to Xiao Lin's ear, his tone soft and intimate, like a lingering whisper on the tip of his tongue: "Do you like to touch my butt?"

To those who don't understand, this sounds like a beautiful woman's seductive whisper.

People who know him well know that he is about to go crazy, and there is a weird energy in his voice.

Xiao Lin stopped talking. He turned his face away, his earlobes reddening.

He started pretending to be innocent again.

He slowly moved his hand away, and his trembling eyelashes caused the hairband on his head to flutter.

Qi Wu Yue hooked his chin with his fingers, and his fingertips moved to his Adam's apple and touched it. He was about to teach him a lesson, "Don't touch your brother's butt all the time."

Xiao Lin rolled his Adam's apple, pursed his lips and said softly, "It feels good to touch."

The voice is just as low.

With his face tilted to the side, his earlobe was bright red and seemed to be dripping with blood.

In one sentence, it is said with purity and desire.

Qi Wu Yue’s teasing fingertips paused.

His eyes fell on the movements of his own hands.

He began to reflect: It seems that I am not bullying him, I am clearly rewarding him.

Before Qi Wu Yue could figure out a result, Xiao Lin groaned in pain and sweat broke out on his forehead.

He pounced over again and bit Qi Wu Yue's neck.

My neck has been bitten repeatedly, and I don’t dare to imagine what it will look like in the end.

It took two hours before the medicine was completely absorbed.

The barrel returned to colorless wastewater.

Qi Wu Yue couldn't wait to climb out by holding onto the edge of the bucket. His clothes were soaked with water and as soon as he landed barefoot on the ground, he felt his legs a little weak.

Before he had time to catch his breath, he saw Xiao Lin taking off his headband and staring at him in a daze.

Qi Wu Yue followed his gaze.

I saw my flat chest.

The inner garment is thin to begin with, and once it gets wet it sticks to the body...

...It's simply a panoramic view.

Considering that he was pretending to be a junior sister, it was indeed a bit too flat.

In comparison, it's not even as big as Xiao Lin's.

Who made him have pectoral muscles? Qi Wu Yue doesn’t have them.

Xiao Lin did not forget to cover his brother's vest, so he "reminded" him appropriately, revealing a slightly dazed look.

Qi Wu Yue: “…”

Is he going to cover his chest?

The issue is.

There's nothing to cover up.

How to get over this embarrassing scene?

So Qi Wu Yue stretched out two fingers, twisted the hairband, and calmly put it back on his eyes.

Xiao Lin silently raised his hand and covered his headband.

Listening to the rustling sound of clothes being put on.

Qi Wu Yue put on his outer robe and thought expressionlessly.

It’s best if he doesn’t ask, but if he does, it’s because he has a flat chest.

If he dared to make some weird breast-enhancing pills, Qi Wu Yue would slap him with his brother's palm until it swelled.

Taking off the headband, Qi Wu Yue asked him: "How is your injury? Can you move?"

Xiao Lin: “…”

"It's a bit of a stretch."

Qi Wu Yue: "Do you want me to help you take a bath?"

Xiao Lin: “!”

A quarter of an hour later.

His expression became indifferent, even a little numb and calm.

He seemed to be looking forward to this so-called bathing method a little too much.

Qi Wu Yue carried him and dipped him in the water twice, the movements were almost the same as eating hotpot meat and vegetables.

The considerate old father finished bathing his child and waved his hand: "You go to bed early, I'm going back to sleep."

Xiao Lin was so fooled that he couldn't react and said in a low voice, "Yeah."

Then he said, "Wait."

He went over and hugged Qi Wu Yue, and after his anger evaporated, Qi Wu Yue's wet inner clothes were instantly dried.

When I went out, the moon was at its zenith.

Xue Lingluo floated over holding a small flowerpot. He came out to fetch water and saw Qi Wu Yue coming out of Xiao Lin's room with his own eyes.

There was a conspicuous red mark on his neck.

He rushed forward and poked his head to look.

Qi Wu Yue rolled his eyes at him and kicked him two meters away.

Qi Wu Yue lifted his collar and frowned in displeasure.

Xue Lingluo was so jealous: "Why did that kid do that?"

He said aggrievedly, "I just want to see if you can still hit me."

Some people can't even touch a small hand, while others can be 10,000 steps ahead.

Xue Lingluo bit her handkerchief and cried: Shrimp and pig heart.

Jealousy changes a person beyond recognition. He is now Xue, jealous to the point of being twisted and twisted, sour to the point of bubbling, pickled in aged vinegar, and a big sour lemon.

(This guy has an official partner, but that doesn't stop him from being completely fascinated by Yue's beauty)

He was sour and resentful: "Who is this kid?"

Damn, I live such a happy life.

"You raised one eighteen years ago, and eighteen years later—"

Xue Lingluo seemed to have thought of a possibility and said in disbelief, "Could it be the same person?"

When he saw Qi Wu Yue's expression, he looked up at the sky silently: "Okay, just pretend I didn't ask."

The moon is at its zenith, and its silvery brightness is magnificent.

Suddenly, a divine sense locked onto Qi Wu Yue's head.

Xue Lingluo laughed and covered her mouth exaggeratedly: "Oh my~ I've been discovered~"

"bang"

He had a big bump on his head.

Qi Wu Yue flicked his wrist and looked at him: "Any questions?"

Xue Lingluo: "No problem!"

Then quickly make way and make a "please" gesture.

Xue Lingluo fanned the flames: "Xiao Qiqi, come on, beat him up!"

The top of the ninth floor of the academy’s trial tower.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, like a silver wheel.

A young man in blue was drinking alone under the moon. He saw someone walking on the moon and passed the cup forward with one hand.

"Guests are here, why don't we drink together?"

Qi Wu Yue had half of her long hair tied up, and her cold pale skin almost blended in with the moonlight behind her.

He sat down directly opposite Mo Xiguan, frowned at the wine cup handed to him, and said impatiently: "Drink it yourself, what do you want from me?"

Subtext: If you have to fart, do it now.

Mo Xiguan was not annoyed, he just laughed it off and drank the wine in one gulp. He had narrow eyes, a high nose and thin lips, and had the temperament of a scholar businessman.

In other words, he is just a mercenary and profiteer businessman who looks like an immortal.

He stood up and smoothed the wrinkles on his sleeves with his fingers, looking graceful and gentle.

The sleeves of his wide robe fluttered in the wind, and I didn't know what was inside it, but it made a crisp sound when it moved.

He heard the sound, tilted his ear to listen carefully, with an intoxicated expression on his face.

It was not until he noticed Qi Wu Yue's expressionless stare that he smiled apologetically, came back to his senses, and got down to business.

Mo Xiguan smiled and asked, "Where are you, distinguished guest?"

Qi Wu Yue looked at him like a fool and said, "Go to school."

Isn't this a fool? What else can you do in the college besides studying? Demolish the college?

Perhaps it was because the way he looked at the idiot was too obvious, Mo Xiguan almost couldn't maintain the smile on his face.

"I am very curious."

Mo Xiguan couldn't help but complain: "Excuse me, what's the point of going to school?"

Who should you learn from? What should you learn? Can you find someone who dares to be your teacher in such a big academy?

This is not funny.

Qi Wu Yue said without even raising his eyes: "Accompany someone to school."

Then he said with disdain: "You really care too much."

Mo Xiguan: "..."

Laughed angrily.

Does he care too much?

Ancestors, ancestors.

If the vice-president doesn't take care of the situation by allowing such a great ancestor to wander around the college every day, it will be too late before the college really becomes a pile of ruins.

Mo Xiguan thought for a moment and said, "How about you come to the academy and be a guest elder?"

On the one hand, it can solve many hidden dangers and make his identity clear, so that he won't stir up trouble in the name of the college in the future and make the college take the blame.

Secondly, you can also squeeze out a free immortal to teach the students.

But the reality could not be as good as he wished.

As expected, Qi Wu Yue sneered and said coldly: "I am free?"

I never had such delusion even in my dreams.

Mo Xiguan asked seriously: "Aren't you free?"

The emperor of Southern Xinjiang has come here to be a student! Will anyone believe it if I tell them?

You are so idle that you come here to harm the flowers in Zhongzhou.

"Your existence has caused great panic in our college." Mo Xiguan said vaguely.

"Who's panicking?" Qi Wu Yue raised his eyes.

"Me!" Mo Xiguan said without hesitation.

Qi Wu Yue glanced at him, and the meaning in his eyes was very straightforward: Your panic has nothing to do with me.

He lazily propped up his head and said, "So."

"I want you to leave. We will send someone to secretly protect the youngster you are worried about. You don't have to worry about his safety. How can the child grow up if he is not released?"

Mo Xiguan tried to impress Qi Wuyue with his parenting experience.

Qi Wu Yue pinched his wrist: "Heh."

……

"Dean, have you come to an agreement with that person?"

A young man with a childish face was holding a sword, and was so sleepy that he could not even lift his head. He came over here with a staggering step, and the cold hilt of the sword in his arms pressed the purple epaulettes with gold patterns on his shoulders crooked.

Chen Mian's sleepy eyes suddenly widened after a quick glance, and he stammered, "Dean, you were beaten?!"

Mo Xiguan had a swollen face covered with bruises, purples and other colors.

Under the moonlight, Qi Wu Yue waved his hands and walked back leisurely, strolling on the roof of every majestic pavilion.

Invisible waves of light surged, and every step he took would accurately land on the next towering building.

Invisible ripples appeared under my feet, as if there was a tiny dragon swimming in the water, stepping on the clouds and playing with the clear water with its tail tip.

Stirring ripples of space and distance.

Qi Wu Yue casually picked up a mini embroidered storage bag with his fingertips and swung it in his hand.

There is a full cubic meter of spiritual essence inside.

One spiritual marrow is worth five hundred spiritual stones.

All of them were looted from Mo Xiguan’s sleeves.

It is said that it is easy to invite gods but difficult to send them away.

Even though Qi Wu Yue was not invited by him, he chased him away as soon as he opened his mouth.

Qi Wu Yue beat the guy up, and the guy's sleeves kept making clinking noises.

"What?" Qi Wu Yue glanced at him with his silver eyes lowered.

"Nothing." Mo Xiguan looked innocent and tried to pull his sleeves behind him.

Qi Wu Yue pulled his sleeve and poured out.

Mo Xiguan tried to struggle: "You can't look at a man's arms! If you look at it, you have to be responsible for me."

During his struggle like a chaste and heroic husband, spiritual essence and an abacus made of pure gold burst out from his sleeves.

The sleeves of his wide robe are fluttering, and it seems they are filled with money.

Qi Wu Yue raised his eyebrows: What an unexpected surprise.

An abacus and a pile of money.

"Wouldn't it be heavy to carry so much money on you for no reason?" Qi Wu Yue's gaze moved to the glowing spiritual essence on the ground.

Mo Xiguan: "That is the weight of happiness, the sweet burden."

Qi Wu Yue nodded, agreeing with it.

It was a huge burden, so I decided to help him carry it.

Mo Xiguan wiped the non-existent tears with his sleeves and began to show his eye skills: "I am a penniless person, so I wish my sleeves were filled with money. This is just a personal hobby. Please——"

"Put down my money!"

His eyes suddenly widened, he stretched out his hand, and shouted at the top of his lungs to stop her.

A kind-hearted person like Qi Wu Yue helped him bear all the spiritual essence.

He didn't want the pure gold abacus and stuffed it back into Mo Xiguan's hands.

Mo Xiguan fell to the ground, pounding the ground angrily, and stretched out his hand to the figure walking away, shouting in despair: "Traitor! Give me back my money."

The clear light shines down.

Among the small silver bells attached to the silver bracelet on her wrist, there is one that sparkles brightly.

Qi Wu Yue pointed her white fingertips at it.

White light flashed.

The slender white-scaled poisonous snake coiled around his wrist, its scales as white as jade under the moonlight, even more dazzling and white.

There was a communication spirit jade on the tip of its tail, which was flashing.

The little white snake worked hard to lift the Lingjue in front of the emperor.

Emperor, the guardian is looking for the emperor.

Qi Wu Yue took the Ling Jue from the tip of its tail.

The little white snake immediately swung its tail with great tact. The slender, snow-white tail was like a crescent moon, forming a hazy, isolating barrier.

Qi Wu Yue fiddled with the Ling Jue, projecting a petite loli figure.

She is called a loli, but she looks like a little girl and is petite, so it is easy to confuse people into thinking she is a little loli.

In fact, he was exactly two hundred years old.

There were long, dark witch patterns at the corners of her eyes, and in between her eyebrows were intricate, ancient, and bizarre witch patterns. The dark blue witch patterns made her small face look weird and evil.

Her face was richly gorgeous, but her eyes were cold and indifferent, yet they had a kind of innocent evilness.

Naively, viciously and cruelly.

Yueluo squatted on the ground. She was not big to begin with, so now she took up even less space. She raised her head, her eyes shining: "Emperor~"

Like a lost kitten, it looks at its owner hesitantly with its pair of sparkling cat eyes.

Qi Wu Yue was very dissatisfied when she saw her shrinking herself into such a small size. She said with a click of the tongue, "Stand up and stretch yourself out like a cat. If someone passes by and steps on you, they won't be able to find you."

Yueluo: "Okay, oh."

After a slight pause, she added "oh".

Qi Wu Yue disliked her simple and cold way of speaking, and asked her to add a particle to lighten the tone after each sentence.

Yueluo stood up, feeling a little overwhelmed.

Support.

The emperor asked her to hold herself up.

(Implied: Slim figure)

(Not too subtle version: A 1.5 meter tall dwarf)

(The vicious little Lolita)

(Poisonous kitten)

(Yueluo: Help, oh~

Q: How can I make myself bigger? (I added this tentatively)