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

After thinking for a while, An Yuexi gritted her teeth again:

"And you, you damned Chen Xuan, I didn't expect you to remain unrepentant even after coming here. I might as well not have brought you along. At least for now, there's only that vixen and that woman Luo Menglan..."

"If you don't give me a perfect explanation this time, you can go live with your other women! Humph!"

......

In the Purple Spirit Goddess's palace, light gauze curtains fluttered in the wind, exuding a dreamlike atmosphere.

After catching Chen Xuan, she resumed her lazy demeanor.

She gently lifted her right foot, lightly touched the ground with her toes, and her embroidered jade shoes, adorned with intricate patterns, flew out like butterflies, landing lightly on the carpet beside her.

Then, the same method was applied to the left foot, revealing both feet, white as jade, without reservation.

Her feet were small and exquisite, with round and full toes, like carefully carved pearls, gleaming with a soft luster.

The arch of the foot has beautiful, flowing lines, resembling a crescent moon, exuding a fatal allure.

Chen Xuan stood there blankly.

The Purple Spirit Goddess lay languidly and comfortably on the soft couch, which was piled with soft brocade quilts and cushions, making her figure even more graceful.

She casually rested one hand behind her head, a few strands of playful purple hair entwining her fingers, while her other hand rested on the edge of the couch, her slender fingers gently caressing the edge.

Chen Xuan stood there blankly.

She half-closed her eyes, her gaze shimmering with languidness and a dreamy quality. Her rosy lips were slightly pouted, as if she were both angry and resentful, just like a beautiful peony blooming in spring, stunningly beautiful yet exuding a noble air that kept people at a distance.

Inside the palace, the glass lamps emitted a soft glow, and the light and shadow danced freely on her body, making her graceful figure even more captivating.

Chen Xuan stood there blankly.

I was eighteen that year, standing there like a lackey.

At that moment, he felt that his little Zi's beauty was truly astonishing, and every gesture she made was full of charm.

As if sensing Chen Xuan's gaze, the Purple Spirit Goddess's lips curled into a faint smile, her voice soft yet carrying the authority of a superior:

"Idiot, have you seen enough? Come over here and give me a leg massage."

Although Chen Xuan felt helpless, he dared not disobey and could only walk forward quickly.

He squatted down beside the soft couch, gently grasped the jade of the Purple Spirit Goddess with both hands, and began to carefully knead it.

The Purple Spirit Goddess leaned lazily against the soft couch, and Chen Xuan's touch made her body tremble slightly. Her breathing became rapid involuntarily, and a strange sensation she had never felt before spread from the soles of her feet throughout her body.

In all her life, she had never had such intimate contact with any man. At this moment, Chen Xuan's hands, with just the right amount of force, were kneading her jade-like skin. The warm touch seemed to penetrate her skin and directly into her heart, disturbing her usually calm mind.

Her half-closed eyes widened slightly, a hint of panic flashing within them, but it was quickly masked by a feigned calm and languid demeanor. She bit her lower lip slightly, trying to maintain her composure, but the slight redness at the base of her ears betrayed the turmoil within her.

"This idiot, his technique is not bad," she thought to herself.

At the same time, she was somewhat annoyed by her own reaction. After all, as the high and mighty Immortal Emperor-level Purple Spirit Goddess, she was used to the awe and respect of everyone and never thought that she would be in such a chaotic situation.

Hmph, it's all Chen Zier's fault!

As Chen Xuan moved, she felt as if all her strength had been drained away, and waves of pain washed over her, making her want to groan softly.

But she held back, only occasionally frowning slightly before quickly relaxing, trying to use that seemingly calm expression to hide the fluttering of her heart.

"Hmm, a little harder," the Purple Spirit Goddess instructed softly, her voice carrying a hint of languid coquettishness.

Chen Xuan did as instructed and increased his strength.

After a while, the Purple Spirit Goddess spoke again:

"Just massaging my legs isn't enough, give me a shoulder massage too." Chen Xuan had no choice but to stand up, go around behind the soft couch, place his hands on the Purple Spirit Goddess's shoulders, and begin to massage them rhythmically.

Purple Spirit Goddess leaned back slightly, resting against Chen Xuan, enjoying his service.

The losses I might suffer in the future, I must make up for now!

"This technique is far superior to that of the maids in my palace," the Purple Spirit Goddess teased.

"How about you take care of me from now on?"

"It's not impossible," Chen Xuan said calmly.

"However, at this stage, I still have many important matters to attend to."

"Important matters? Hmph, could they be more important than serving me?"

The Purple Spirit Goddess raised an eyebrow. "Go, pour me a cup of tea. It should be warm, and the tea leaves should be my treasured Enlightenment Tea."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah."

Chen Xuan reluctantly let go of her hand, walked to the tea table next to him, brewed tea according to the Purple Spirit Goddess's request, and served it to her.

The Purple Spirit Goddess did not reach out to take it, but simply opened her mouth slightly: "Feed me."

"Plop! Plop!"

Chen Xuan admitted that he was indeed charmed by this woman. After hesitating for a moment, he picked up the teacup and gently brought it to the lips of the Purple Spirit Goddess.

The Purple Spirit Goddess took a small sip of tea, which slid down her lips and dripped onto her fair neck.

"Oh dear, look at you, so clumsy," the Purple Spirit Goddess scolded playfully.

"Bring me a handkerchief to wipe myself."

Chen Xuan had no choice but to put down his teacup and take out a handkerchief.

Seeing Chen Xuan's awkward expression, a strange emotion quietly began to grow in the heart of the Purple Spirit Goddess.

But when Chen Xuan gently touched her neck with his handkerchief, her body stiffened abruptly, and a blush, like the sunset, instantly spread across her cheeks, starting from her ears and extending to her face.

She subconsciously turned her head slightly, trying to avoid Chen Xuan's touch, but it was as if she was being pulled by some invisible force, and she couldn't dodge.

Her eyes blinked rapidly, her long eyelashes fluttering like startled butterflies, her gaze filled with panic and shyness, completely devoid of her usual aloof and elegant demeanor.

She lightly bit her lower lip, leaving a faint mark on her rosy lips with her pearly teeth, making her already beautiful lips even more alluring.

At the same time, her breathing became erratic, and her warm breath gently sprayed onto Chen Xuan's hands, carrying a hint of sweetness.

"Hey Da Zi, if you can't do it, don't force yourself like this!" Chen Xuan laughed.

"You...you better hurry up! And what's with the big purple thing?!"

She tried to hide her shyness with a reproachful tone, but her slightly trembling voice still betrayed her inner turmoil.

She secretly raised her eyes and glanced at Chen Xuan out of the corner of her eye. Seeing that his face was also flushed, she felt a secret joy for some reason.

Although she secretly blamed herself for losing her composure in front of this man, she couldn't calm her racing heart.

She just likes it.