The protagonist stole my spiritual root? Hey, heroine, give birth to me!

However, at that moment, Chen Xuan happened to walk in, and when he saw Hua Mengjie dressed in a maid outfit with a graceful figure, his eyes lit up instantly.

Hua Mengjie was originally as elegant and refined as a secluded orchid in a valley. Her delicate face and slender figure appeared even more extraordinary in this unique outfit.

The clothes she wore were not the kind of gorgeous and "complicated" style, so every detail perfectly outlined her curves and graceful figure.

As Chen Xuan approached, her flowing robes seemed to carry a faint, delicate fragrance, as if a gentle breeze had brushed past them.

Such a scene was like a bomb exploding deep within Chen Xuan's mind!

Then, a satisfied smile appeared on his lips, and he couldn't help but exclaim:

"Tsk tsk tsk! It looks so good! Mengjie, you really look like my servant when you wear this outfit! This dress is practically tailor-made for you."

As he spoke, he stepped forward and circled around Hua Mengjie, admiring her beauty closely.

"This, this isn't appropriate..."

"Let's talk in the living room." Chen Xuan turned around directly, ignoring Hua Mengjie.

"Yes." As if by reflex, Hua Mengjie agreed without even thinking. She herself was slightly taken aback by this.

"Come on, give me a leg massage." Chen Xuan leaned back lazily on the sofa, his legs casually propped up on the footstool, his eyes intently focused on the intelligence data about the City of Slaughter in his hand.

His deep gaze seemed to penetrate the paper, discerning every secret and crisis hidden within.

Upon hearing the order, Hua Mengjie softly replied, "Yes, sir." A complex and indescribable emotion welled up within her, a mixture of shame and a sense that everything seemed to unfold naturally.

However, seeing Chen Xuan's focused expression, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Hua Mengjie slowly walked to Chen Xuan's side and then knelt down on both knees.

Chen Xuan's legs were positioned very low, so she had no other choice. Coupled with Chen Xuan's previous hints, she had no other option.

Then, she gently raised her jade-like arms, made up her delicate, youthful fists, and began to gently and rhythmically massage Chen Xuan's legs.

Each punch landed with just the right amount of force, enough to not cause Chen Xuan pain while effectively relieving the fatigue in his legs.

Meanwhile, Hua Mengjie's beautiful eyes were also constantly glancing at the information about the cultivation world that was also placed on the coffee table. She hadn't left her room for three months, and she was quite curious about this information.

However, just as Hua Mengjie was concentrating on the two important pieces of information in front of her, she suddenly felt a warm and generous hand gently fall on her hair.

That hand was like a feather, gently brushing against her hair, bringing a slight tingling sensation.

Hua Mengjie's delicate body trembled, but she dared not move and silently continued to massage Chen Xuan's legs.

But at this moment, her heart was like a vast, turbulent sea, a mixture of fear and a strange excitement.

As a young woman in the prime of her life, despite her best efforts to remain calm, her body's instinctive reactions were so real and irresistible.

At that moment, her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat, and the rapid rhythm made it hard for her to breathe.

Her blood and qi surged up like a turbulent tide, instantly staining her fair face red, and even her ears blushed with a vibrant red.

Is it attraction? Or something else?

And that originally gentle and delicate hand became increasingly unrestrained. Facing the Mahayana stage cultivator, it actually followed her beautiful hair and finally landed on her fair and slender neck.

Hua Mengjie's cheeks were already as luscious as ripe apples. Although she knew what shame was, she dared not resist the old man in front of her.

After all, Chen Xuan, standing before her, was the key to whether her beloved Qingfeng could successfully break through to the Mahayana stage, and the only useful resource they could currently exploit.

Then, she slowly turned her head, glancing at Chen Xuan almost unintentionally before quickly lowering her eyes like a startled deer, while her hands continued to mechanically massage his legs.

However, her slightly trembling body and increasingly rapid breathing betrayed her inner tension and unease.

Chen Xuan, on the other hand, took in Hua Mengjie's fear and couldn't help but smile smugly.

He felt increasingly emboldened and became bolder.

Facing a contestant at the Mahayana stage, he extended his right hand, his thumb and forefinger working together to gently pinch Hua Mengjie's delicate chin. With a little force, he forced her to turn her face and tilt her head back to face him directly.

Chen Xuan smiled, gazing at Hua Mengjie with gentle and focused eyes.

Hua Mengjie seemed somewhat at a loss. Her small hands continued to gently pound Chen Xuan's legs, but because Chen Xuan held her chin tightly and refused to let go, she could neither break free nor dare to easily dodge.

At this moment, Hua Mengjie's eyes were filled with sorrow, and her pitiful appearance made people feel sorry for her.

"Since you came to my house, you have been very well-behaved and sensible, which makes me very satisfied," Chen Xuan said slowly, his tone calm but carrying an undeniable authority.

"Thank you, thank you for the compliment, sir!"

"Furthermore, you've always been very obedient to me, which is commendable. However, you must understand that obedience isn't just about outward compliance; it's more about genuine submission and respect from the heart. So, from now on, will you still be able to listen to me so obediently?"

Upon hearing these words, Hua Mengjie's delicate body trembled slightly. After hesitating for a moment, she finally responded softly in an almost inaudible voice, "Mmm..."

At the same time, she seemed worried that Chen Xuan might not hear her, so she nodded slightly to indicate that she understood what Chen Xuan meant.

Her mind was completely blank; she didn't even know where she was.

Most people could handle Chen Xuan's move, but unfortunately, this person couldn't. She was mentally challenged, especially since she needed his help.

"System, how much has her intelligence decreased?"

"Ding, Hua Mengjie's intelligence has decreased by 50%, and she is now easily swayed by emotions. However, she is still 50% conscious, so host, you..."

"Go away, you damn system! What do you take me for? Huh? I'll repeat myself: I'm a... model young man!"

"as long as you are happy."

"..."