The cold and arrogant Tianjiao is really fragrant after being teased

Chapter 113 Establishing Rules

Seeing Meng Chun's proud face, Emperor Qianlong gently kissed him on the center of his eyebrows.

She smiled and praised, "Chun'er is really amazing."

Meng Chun approached her naked, looking at her with pride in his eyes, "Do you like it, Senior?"

Dizha felt him getting close to her, and then she remembered that Meng Chun was not wearing any clothes. For a moment, the hand that was around his waist underwater loosened a little.

But when Meng Chun noticed that she had let go, he immediately became angry. He gritted his teeth and looked at Di Zha, saying viciously, "Don't let go! Take him back!"

Di Qi was stunned. Seeing Meng Chun was angry, she subconsciously swallowed her saliva, but her hands still did not move too much.

Seeing that she didn't move, Meng Chun reached out and put Dizha's hand on his waist, and waited until he was sure it was in place.

Then he looked up, puffed up his face and said fiercely: "Try to let go again!"

So fierce, so cute...

Her Chun Er is so cute even the bad guys are so cute...

Dizaka hugged him obediently and just looked at him with a curious look.

Seeing that she was obedient, Meng Chun was secretly delighted in his heart, but his face was still puffed up as he said, "You can't let me go!"

Dizaka looked at him lovingly and responded softly, "Yeah, okay."

"Also, as my future wife, I will set rules for you today!" Meng Chun leaned in her arms and said seriously.

Dizaka looked around and picked him up from the hot spring. Meng Chun hugged her tightly reflexively, "What are you doing?!"

Dizha chuckled, carried him out of the hot spring, and said gently, "Since Chun'er wants to set the rules, let's go to another place."

"Then where are we going?"

"Get out." Dizha wrapped him in his outer robe, instantly left the system space, and appeared in Dizha's room.

Meng Chun was placed on the bed by her. Looking at the construction inside the room, he asked in surprise, "Is this... your room?"

"Well, Chun'er, aren't you going to set rules for me?" Diqian used his spiritual power to dry his inner clothes, got on the bed, held the person in his arms, and then lowered the bed curtains.

Meng Chun's cheeks flushed slightly, "But... why on the bed..."

Dizaka was curious about what rules he was going to set for him, so he said seriously, "You have just recovered from a serious injury, so it is not appropriate for you to soak in the hot springs for too long."

Meng Chun reluctantly agreed: "Okay, okay..."

Emperor Xuan kissed Meng Chun between the eyebrows and asked, "So, what rules are you going to set for me, Chun'er?"

Meng Chun then remembered the important matter. He turned over and sat on Di Qi's body, wrapped himself with the quilt, and looked down at her.

"The rules are, as my wife, you can't refuse my approach, you have to listen to me when we're intimate, and remember to hold my hand when we're out!"

Looking at him in this posture, Emperor Qi felt restless and looked at Meng Chun with the eyes of a hunter.

She suppressed the discomfort in her body, pursed her lips, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Um...anything else?"

Only then did Meng Chun see the forbearance and restraint in her eyes, and he instinctively felt a little uneasy.

He swallowed, "And...that's all for now!"

After saying that, he wanted to get off Dizha.

However, Dizha hugged him tightly, turned over and pressed him under him, "Chun'er brought this upon herself. Since Chun'er's rules are gone, it's my turn to set some rules for Chun'er."

"Wait, I haven't finished yet... um..." Di Zhao leaned over and kissed Meng Chun, interrupting him.

Meng Chun's mind went blank, his body gradually became limp, and he could only respond to Di Qi's kiss instinctively.

The entanglement between lips and teeth became more and more intense, and Dizaka's hands began to wander restlessly.

Every time her fingertips touched a place, it brought a warmth. Di Qi sat up and looked down at him, his eyes full of restrained desire.

Meng Chun's lips slightly opened, and he looked at her with a dazed look. Di Qi was already feeling uncomfortable, and when he saw his pure and lustful look, his inner defenses almost collapsed.

She slowly closed her eyes, panting softly as she leaned against Meng Chun's neck, "My dear Chun'er, my rule is that before you turn sixteen, don't tease me, okay..."

Meng Chun gradually came back to his senses. He hugged Diqian and, sensing her restraint, asked softly, "Why... must it be sixteen..."

Why does it have to be sixteen?

Fourteen is fine, why does it have to be sixteen...

Is it possible... that she is hiding something else from me...

The more Meng Chun thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, and he even began to doubt himself.

After sensing the gloomy mood emanating from him, Dizha immediately stood up and explained to him: "Chun'er, don't overthink it, I just think Fourteen is too young."

"But……"

Diqian rubbed his cheek soothingly and said gently, "When you are sixteen, you will have grown up. By then, I will be ready and will not hurt you no matter what."

Meng Chun was stunned. He asked uncertainly, "So... are you afraid of hurting me?"

"Yes." Di Qi kissed him on the lips and explained, "The gap between our realms is too great. If we practice dual cultivation now, not only will it hurt you, but you will also not be able to withstand the power brought by dual cultivation."

Meng Chun finally changed his low voice and asked, "Then...what if I reach a higher level..."

"That can only be done after you reach the Immortal Transformation Realm. By then, Chun'er should be sixteen years old, and then we can get married." Emperor Xu looked at him gently, with desire surging in his body.

She had no choice but to lean over Meng Chun and said with restraint: "So... Chun'er, please don't tease me for now..."

Meng Chun tilted his head and kissed her, feeling the warmth from her body, and then he obediently said, "Okay."

Dizaka kissed him on the neck, and the two of them stayed leaning against each other like that.

Only after Emperor Qianlong completely suppressed the desires in his body did he stand up and take out two sets of robes.

Meng Chun wrapped himself in the quilt like a silkworm cocoon, looked at the robe in her hand, and asked curiously: "Senior, why do you have so many different clothes?"

Dizha carried him out of the quilt and dressed him carefully. "Because when I was in the family, they would customize different robes for me every month according to my specifications. Many of them were never worn and were kept in the storage space."

Meng Chun watched her movements and asked, "Why are all these robes men's? I remember when we first met, you were wearing a skirt."

After Dizha dressed him, he slowly tied his hair with a headband. "Magic robes are not differentiated by gender. This kind of clothing was refined to facilitate combat."

"Is that so?" Meng Chun touched her hair that she had tied up for him. "Now that we're home, do we still need to go there to train?"

Emperor Qian stood up and put on his clothes, saying gently, "First, you should retreat and try to improve your realm and the Huntian Sword Technique. I will take you there when the time comes."

"Okay." Meng Chun sat on the bed and put on his shoes before looking at Di Qie. "Will you miss me during this retreat?"

Emperor Qian thought about the last time he asked the same question. During the two months of seclusion, he was just distracted by him.

But now when Meng Chun asked her again, it felt completely different.

When Dizha thought of this, he replied seriously, "I will."