My filial piety has deteriorated, so I have no choice but to be a rebellious disciple

Ling Xiaodong suddenly became gloomy again and curled his lips.

"Why don't you change it back? Aunt Yun is so beautiful, I would be reluctant to let others see her."

Ye Yiyun rolled his eyes at him, stretched out a jade finger like an onion, and lightly tapped Ling Xiaodong's forehead.

"Where are you playing auntie? Let me change for a while, and don't change for a while. Why are there so many things?"

Ling Xiaodong scratched the back of his head and chuckled, saying:

"Aunt Yun, wait a moment, I'll change some clothes too."

After that, he went in to change clothes.

When he came out again, he had already changed into the red cloud and black clothes imitating the bridegroom's style, making him even more handsome and handsome.

Ye Yiyun's eyes lit up, and her heart began to pound, but suddenly felt that something was wrong.

She looked down at her skirt that looked like a wedding dress, and then looked up at Ling Xiaodong's black dress that looked like a groom, and she suddenly came to her senses.

It turns out that this was your plan!

But Ye Yiyun didn't say much, just blushed slightly, pretending not to know.

Chapter 154 Aunt Yun's Reward

Seeing that Aunt Yun didn't react much, Ling Xiaodong felt a little puzzled, thinking that she didn't see the meaning of her deliberately choosing these two clothes.

But this is not critical.

He quickly recovered his smile, pointed at the bustling night market outside the building and suggested:

"I heard that the fireworks tonight are beautiful, so why don't we go out for a walk too."

Ye Yiyun nodded slightly, and responded softly.

"Ah."

Normally, Ling Xiaodong wouldn't react much, but today Aunt Yun, who was wearing a gold and red dress embroidered and extraordinarily dignified, looked at Ling Xiaodong in a state of disbelief.

"Ahem, then I'll go down first."

He tried his best to calm down, forced himself to move his eyes away from Aunt Yun's beautiful dimple, and went downstairs first as if nothing had happened.

Seeing him turn around, Ye Yiyun covered her mouth with her sleeves and chuckled like a cunning little fox.

Her brows and eyes were curved into thin moons, and her crystal clear spiritual eyes were full of joy.

"Aunt Yun isn't leaving?."

Ling Xiaodong walked halfway and found that Ye Yiyun was not following, so he turned and looked up the stairs.

I saw that she was standing at the stairs, with a pretty face, looking at herself very seriously.

"I'm coming."

Ye Yiyun walked down the stairs slowly while holding the handrail of the stairs, her face tensed, and she was thankful that she reacted quickly.

After leaving the inn door, Ling Xiaodong realized that the sky had turned completely dark.

There are no stars tonight, only a round moon hangs brightly above the nine heavens.

At this time, Pengcheng was still as bright as day, and there were even more pedestrians on the streets than during the day.

The bustling streets are full of colorful lanterns and children carrying lanterns everywhere.

The streets are filled with a joyful and peaceful atmosphere, with a dazzling array of fruits, exquisite handicrafts, and brightly lit shops, all of which show the joy of the festival.

Facing the crowded crowd, Ling Xiaodong suddenly felt his hand being held by others.

That little hand was cold, soft and delicate.

He turned his head in surprise and found that Aunt Yun was looking forward, not looking at him, but she reached out this hand on her own initiative.

"There are too many people, don't get lost."

Ye Yiyun's face turned red and she pretended to be calm.

Just now, he instinctively regarded Ling Xiaodong as a child like Xiao Yan, and stretched out his hand without thinking.

It was only after she grasped it that she realized that Ling Xiaodong was no longer the child who needed to be held by others, but it was already too late, if she let go now, it would seem like she was adding to the snake.

Although Ling Xiaodong didn't know what happened, he grinned happily after knowing that Aunt Yun was finally willing to get close to him.

"Well, let's go."

He held Aunt Yun's delicate little hand and walked on the bluestone avenue.

Although there were so many people on the street, Ling Xiaodong still used his aura to surround the two of them secretly, just like he was going shopping with Xiao Yan in the afternoon, squeezing the others around so that they could move forward easily among the crowd.

Ye Yiyun keenly felt the exquisite spiritual power surrounding her body. She widened her eyes and looked up at Ling Xiaodong beside her in disbelief.

"Are you already in the Liuhe realm? Didn't you just have four images half a month ago?"

She has never heard of such a speed of cultivation, even the younger sister who has always been regarded as a genius by herself has never broken through at such a fast speed.

Ling Xiaodong's whole body was now focused on the smooth and soft little hand in his hand, and he replied casually:

"I entered Liuhe a long time ago, it was already half a month ago."

"Half a month ago? Why didn't I know?"

Ling Xiaodong smiled helplessly, with a somewhat complaining tone.

"Of course I want to tell you the good news, but when Aunt Yun saw me running away like a rabbit seeing an eagle, she refused to even meet me. How can I tell you?"

Ye Yiyun was speechless.

Like a little girl who did something wrong, she lowered her head and stopped talking, silently being held by Ling Xiaodong as she walked forward.

Ling Xiaodong glanced at the unhappy Aunt Yun beside him and hooked her palm with his little finger.

"Now that you know, shouldn't you be happy?"

"Huh? Mmmmm!"

Ye Yiyun's palms itched and she instinctively shrank her hands.

After hearing Ling Xiaodong's words, she realized that something was wrong with her reaction, so she hurriedly said:

"Of course it's a good thing, Auntie is proud of you!"

"Then what reward does Master Guanzhu give to the disciples who practice so hard?"

Ling Xiaodong took Aunt Yun to the less crowded side of the street and suddenly stopped.

He leaned slightly towards Aunt Yun and put his face in front of her, his smiling eyes full of expectation.

Ye Yiyun was taken aback for a moment, Jiao Dimple suddenly turned red, and turned her face away.

She naturally knew what the reward Ling Xiaodong was talking about, but now the relationship between the two could no longer be as absurd as it used to be.

"Yeah, be good, be good, keep working hard~"

Ye Yiyun gently reached out and touched Ling Xiaodong's head. Although she couldn't hug him and kiss him like before, it was still okay for an elder to pat his head affectionately for a junior like this.

Ling Xiaodong was not dissatisfied with the shabby reward, but smiled contentedly.

After the reward, the two continued to walk down the street holding hands.

There are a variety of products on both sides, but Aunt Yun is not a little girl like Xiaoyan after all, and she has little interest in these things.

She even enjoyed the warm feeling of holding hands with Ling Xiaodong and walking side by side.

Neither of them spoke, walking aimlessly among the crowd. There was nothing worth stopping to look at, because the most precious thing was right next to them.

"Masks for sale! Beautiful masks! Brother and sister, do you want to take a look?"

An immature child's voice rang in his ears, Ling Xiaodong was not interested in masks, but was held by Aunt Yun's hand.

He followed Aunt Yun's gaze in confusion.

I saw a little girl with shofar braids holding up a mask stand and yelling hard in the crowd alone. She also wore a funny monkey mask on her face.

Ye Yiyun pulled Ling Xiaodong to the little girl, squatted down and looked at her.

The little girl asked: "Sister, do you want to buy a mask?"

"Are you alone? Where's your adult?"

The girl pointed to a shop not far away that made sugar figures. A woman was sitting there cutting out the blown candy figures in her hands.

"Where is my mother!"

"Help the family out shopping at such a young age? How sensible!"

Ye Yiyun glanced at her mother from a distance, and then she felt relieved, and praised her with a smile.

The little girl shyly laughed twice.

She scratched her head, still not forgetting her job.

"Brother, do you want to buy a mask? Buy one for the pretty sister!"

The little girl is young, but she knows how to do business. She knows that the men who usually spend money to buy things are the men who accompany women.

She looked up at Ling Xiaodong and was suddenly startled.

"It's the kind brother from last time!"

Ling Xiaodong asked curiously: "Do you know me?"

The little girl took off the mask on her face, revealing the familiar young face underneath.

"Tweety!?"

Chapter 155 A good man?Bad man?

Seeing the familiar yet unfamiliar face in front of him, Ling Xiaodong suddenly remembered.

Isn't this the lost little girl whom I and Mu Qinghe met in the evening a few months ago?

Unexpectedly, we met again in Pengcheng today, what a coincidence!

"So you are this little crying bag."

Ling Xiaodong also squatted down, smiled and pinched her round little face, feeling like meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Tweety angrily pulled Ling Xiaodong's hand off her face.

Ling Xiaodong did not give up, and regardless of her resistance, he reached out and pinched twice more.

The little girl's face is pink and tender, soft and elastic, and it feels very good when pinched.

"You're just a little kid, and you still know whether men and women can have sex or not?"

No matter how much Tweety dodged left and right, she couldn't escape Ling Xiaodong's clutches, so she raised her fist angrily and protested loudly.

"I'm already seven years old! I'm no longer a little kid!"

Ling Xiaodong said disdainfully:

"Only seven years old? Isn't that exactly ten years younger than me? If you're not a brat, who is?"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly froze for a moment, then turned his head to look at Aunt Yun, who was smiling and quietly watching him and Tweety fight.

There is also exactly a ten-year age difference between me and Aunt Yun.

Thinking of this, he retracted the hand that was holding Cui'er's face and re-examined the little girl in front of him.

He carefully read Cui'er from beginning to end.

But no matter what I think, I can't imagine this naive little kid as my wife or Taoist companion.

Could this be the reason why Aunt Yun alienated herself?

When he was looking at Tweety, Tweety was also looking at Ling Xiaodong and Ye Yiyun.

Suddenly she put her hands on her hips solemnly, nodded seriously and said: