Why is the fairy who adopted me plotting against me?

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The child sat sulking to one side, looking just like a little squirrel whose beloved pine cone had been stolen.

She felt a vague sense of déjà vu about the scene, as if a similar "wife committing a crime in front of her" scenario had played out before, though her memory was hazy.

It was so real that it added a touch of melancholy.

Fifth Senior Sister didn't care about the little girl's thoughts. She turned to Su Mu with a smile, and her slender finger pointed unceremoniously at his firm chest.

Even through the thin fabric, one can clearly feel the vibrant power contained within.

"Xiao Mu, have you ever seriously used a bow and arrow before?" Her breath was sweet and her voice was alluring.

Su Mu's expression remained unchanged, as if the fingertips that had been fluttering across her chest were merely the resting place of a butterfly. She replied gently, "Back in the village, we used them for hunting."

These pheasants and wild rabbits rely solely on brute force and keen eyesight; they have yet to grasp the essence of archery.

His tone was calm, as if he was completely unaware of the flirtatious intent in his fifth senior sister's words and actions.

"Oh? It's even better if you haven't even started yet~" Fifth Senior Sister's smile grew even more radiant, like a blooming rose. "It'll be perfect for Senior Sister to teach you properly from the very beginning."

You~

Before she finished speaking, she had already moved like a serpent, wrapping her arms around Su Mu from behind. Instantly, a fragrance mingled with a faint floral scent and a mature allure filled the air.

The warm scent of the woman enveloped Su Mu.

Her full, soft breasts pressed unabashedly against his broad, straight back; even through two layers of clothing, one could feel the shock...

Human flexibility and body temperature.

She reached out and covered Su Mu's hands from behind, her palms warm and covered with fine calluses—marks left from years of drawing the bow.

"Come on, Xiao Mu, let your senior sister show you what it truly means to draw a bow." She whispered, almost biting Su Mu's earlobe, her hands and hips moving as she did so.

His arm slowly drew back the bowstring.

"When drawing a bow, the most important thing is control." Fifth Senior Sister's voice suddenly became more serious, but her hands didn't stop moving at all; her fingertips seemed to...

Intentionally or unintentionally, I slid and pressed on his taut little buttocks muscles, feeling the subtle changes in the well-defined muscle lines as the force accumulated.

"Too little force, and the bow won't bend, the arrow won't be strong; too much force, and the bow will wobble, and accuracy will be lost. It needs to be just right, like a stream flowing over green hills."

Stone, moving freely between fast and slow.

Su Muyi adjusted his breathing, feeling the tension of the bowstring taut at his fingertips, and the astonishing softness and warmth emanating from his back. He focused his mind...

First, try to focus your attention on the bow and arrow.

"Hmm~ Mu'er's control of strength is quite talented~" Fifth Senior Sister sighed with satisfaction, her voice returning to its lazy tone.

The tone is "not too heavy, not too light, very steady... My senior sister really likes it~"

The words have a double meaning; they seem to be praising his control over the strength of his bow, yet also seem to be evaluating something else, leaving much to the imagination.

Su Zhixiao, standing to the side, blushed furiously and gritted her teeth in anger. What talk of priorities! It's as if you and your brother actually have some kind of "importance" to it!

It's like a matter of urgency!

She couldn't help but recall Su Mu's moments alone with her, his sometimes gentle, sometimes domineering demands, and her face flushed crimson.

Blood comes.

"Xiaoxiao, why is your face so red?" her third senior sister, who was taking care of her, asked curiously.

"N-nothing! It's a bit hot!" Su Zhixiao hurriedly lowered her head, fanning herself with her hand to hide her unease.

Fifth Senior Sister seemed oblivious to the commotion, her teaching becoming increasingly "in-depth." One hand continued to help Su Mu maintain her bowed posture, while the other...

Her hand, however, slid restlessly to his chest and gently pressed his firm, iron-like pectoral muscles.

"Drawing the bow and releasing the arrow requires more than just arm strength; it also demands coordinated effort from the chest and back. Xiao Mu's... this is quite firm and powerful; indeed a good spot for archery practice."

The material~ "Her fingertips traced the rim of her pectoral muscles, bringing a subtle itch."

Then, her hand moved to Su Mu's back, gently pressing along the muscles on both sides of the spine. "But this back seems a little too..."

"Relax a bit, let your breath flow, and the force will penetrate your fingertips."

As she spoke, she pressed herself even closer, her ample breasts almost completely embedded in Su Mu's back muscles, as she pretended to "massage and relax."

The name was gently rubbed, bringing a series of soft touches that made one's heart flutter.

"!!" Su Zhixiao's eyes were practically spitting fire as she watched, and she couldn't hold back any longer, shouting, "Fifth Senior Sister! Didn't you just say you wouldn't do anything to Brother..."

Did my brother do something outrageous?!

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"Huh?" Fifth Senior Sister paused, raised her hazy eyes as if she had just come to her senses, and looked "innocent" with a "huh" in her eyes. "Is this...is this too outrageous?"

The senior sister was just helping Xiao Mu adjust her posture and relax her muscles.

Though she said that, her face clearly showed she was still wanting more. Seeing Su Zhixiao's face puffed up in anger, she reluctantly gave up.

She moved her body slightly off Su Mu's back, but her hands were still holding onto his arms.

"Alright, alright, since Xiaoqiao is so jealous, Xiaomu, why don't you shoot yourself first and let your senior sister see how much you've comprehended?"

Su Mu took a deep breath and cleared her mind of distractions.

The seemingly playful, personal guidance from his fifth senior sister just now actually helped him grasp the key to coordinating breathing and muscles, coupled with his innate eyesight...

With exceptional skill, at this moment, the mind, eyes, hands, and bow seemed to achieve a wondrous harmony.

He concentrated his mind and quietly channeled a wisp of pure true energy into the arrowhead, then released his fingers—

"Whoosh!"

The arrow pierced the air with a sharp whistle, its speed astonishing!

"Ding!!"

A crisp yet muffled sound erupted simultaneously! The arrow had penetrated more than halfway into the chest of the black iron dummy, with only the fletching remaining.

Her expression subtly shifted!

The arrow's trajectory was straight and precise. Although it didn't penetrate as deeply and thoroughly as Fifth Senior Sister's, the depth of its penetration into the iron far surpassed that of ordinary qi cultivation practiced by those specializing in archery.

Even at the Foundation Establishment stage, it displayed astonishing penetrating power!

"Great!" A genuine look of surprise flashed in Fifth Senior Sister's eyes. She even forgot herself and wrapped her arms around Su Mu's neck, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.

One bite, leaving a faint rouge mark.

"Xiao Mu is so great! This is your reward from your senior sister~" She laughed heartily, her chest heaving.

"Fifth Senior Sister!!" Su Zhixiao's voice was almost choked with sobs. If she hadn't been powerless, she probably would have jumped up already.

"Alright, alright, Fifth Junior Sister, there's a limit to jokes." Third Senior Sister stepped forward at the right moment, suppressing her laughter to smooth things over.

"Look how anxious you've made Xiaoxiao. Xiaomu is naturally gifted and has already begun to grasp the basics of archery. There's plenty of time ahead, so there's no need to rush or try to learn too much at once."

Not bad. Now, it's my turn to let him experience other kinds of strength.

Fifth Senior Sister reluctantly released Su Mu, stuck her tongue out at Su Zhixiao, and then took the opportunity to give Su Mu's firm chest a squeeze.

Then she gracefully walked off the field. "Alright, alright~ then it's my turn to look after our little jealous Xiaoxiao~"

Su Mu raised his hand and gently wiped the spot on his cheek where he had been kissed with his fingertips; the warmth and fragrance seemed to still linger. He looked at the puffed-up girl...

Su Zhixiao gave her a reassuring yet helpless look, then turned to her third senior sister and said respectfully, "I'm grateful for your guidance, third senior sister."

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Chapter Sixty-One: Who Does Xiao Mu Want to Teach a Lesson?

"Third Senior Sister, you wouldn't do anything reckless, would you?" Su Zhixiao asked worriedly.

Third Senior Sister covered her mouth and chuckled, "Don't worry, Xiaoxiao, Third Senior Sister knows what she's doing." She spoke with a straight face, but Su Zhixiao was still skeptical.

“Since Xiaoxiao gets jealous of Fifth Junior Sister’s teaching method just now, let’s try a different approach.”

The third senior sister spoke in a soft and charming voice. As she spoke, she turned her back and pressed her slender back against Su Mu, then gently twisted her waist.

Her plump, pert buttocks instantly traced a breathtaking arc, the fabric of her clothes taut, outlining her full, rounded curves.

"!! " Su Zhixiao's eyes widened instantly, her cheeks flushed red, and she was so angry that she almost stomped her foot.

She knew it! How could Third Senior Sister possibly behave herself! This pose was even more suggestive than Fifth Senior Sister's earlier one!

Su Mu looked at the swaying mountains in front of her, her eyes flickered slightly, but she did not refuse.

He stepped forward, his warm chest pressed against his third senior sister's back, and reached out his hands to gently cover her soft hands that were holding the whip handle.

Feeling the burning heat from the back of her hand and the approaching masculine presence behind her, the third senior sister's cheeks flushed slightly.

Although she was usually bold in her speech, she still felt shy when someone approached her so proactively.

These senior female disciples are all very good at verbally sparring, but when it comes to physical contact, they are all all bark and no bite.

However, today, it seems that the third senior sister has made up her mind.

She took a deep breath, suppressing the pounding in her heart, puffed out her proud chest, and reached her left hand behind her, guiding Su Mu's other hand.

Gently press it on your slender waist.

"Xiao Mu," her voice held a barely perceptible slight twitch, "the essence of whip technique lies not in wrist strength, but in the fluidity of the waist, hips, and legs."

"Move. You... need to carefully feel the changes in force within it."

“Okay, Third Senior Sister,” Su Mu replied calmly, but with a slight increase in pressure, she pulled the two of them closer together, her body tense.

They are pressed tightly together, leaving no gaps.

"Ugh!" Caught off guard, Third Senior Sister clearly felt the impact from behind. Her legs went weak, and she almost collapsed into Su Mu's arms. A surge of...

A warm current rushed to my cheeks, and my eyes instantly welled up with tears, brimming with the feeling of spring.

"Hmph, serves her right." Su Zhixiao, watching her third senior sister suffer from cancer, snorted inwardly, feeling both relieved and a little sour.

Third Senior Sister dared to tease her brother like that, so naturally she had to face his retaliation. If Fifth Senior Sister hadn't been limited by her position, she probably wouldn't have escaped a similar fate.

The "Ding Ding Zhuang".

"How envious I am," Fifth Senior Sister murmured to herself, her hands cupping her cheeks as she gazed dreamily at the arena.

Why didn't I think of this move earlier? She let Su Mu hold her hand from behind, feeling the warmth of his chest and… she also seemed…

Experience what it's like to be contradicted like this!

Noticing Xiaoxiao's disapproving look, the fifth senior sister coughed lightly, quickly straightened her expression, and pretended to be observing the teaching with a serious expression.

"Hoo," the third senior sister took a while to calm down her churning blood and qi.

She mustered her courage and gently pushed back with her ample breasts, trying to regain some control, and asked teasingly, "Mu..."

"So, it seems your son prefers a more direct, straightforward shooting style?"

Su Mu chuckled softly, his breath brushing against her neck: "After practicing the Nine Yang Spear for eleven years, it has naturally become ingrained in your body and mind."

Then, he leaned close to his third senior sister's ear and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "However, if you encounter someone like your third senior sister... no..."

"For those who are obedient but deliberately provocative, giving them a good whipping and disciplining them seems to have a certain charm."

"!! Upon hearing this, the third senior sister trembled all over. Her breathing, which had just calmed down a little, became disordered again, and her legs went weak, almost causing her to lose her balance.

What a contrast to being severely "disciplined" with a whip by his usually gentle junior brother!

She forced herself to remain calm, feigning a reproachful glare at Su Mu: "You little rascal! I never imagined that your gentle demeanor would harbor such a secret..."

To harbor such wicked thoughts!

Speak! Who else do you want to whip? If your intentions are impure and your thoughts are not clear, you can't master this whipping technique! She tried to steer the conversation back on track.

To cover up one's loss of composure.

Then, the third senior sister changed the subject, deliberately raising her voice to tease Xiaoxiao in the audience: "Could it be that when Xiaoxiao was disobedient as a child..."

You spanked her little bottom too?

"Third Senior Sister! What nonsense are you talking about!" Su Zhixiao blushed instantly, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and hurriedly retorted, "I..."