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

"No...it's fine."

He said with a very guilty conscience, and then pulled all the long hair from the back of Zheng Si'er's head in front of him, at least blocking the two little pigeons.

新年 快乐

I wish all readers a happy Chinese New Year and a happy family.

The author also has to accompany his family on this important day, so he cannot update it.

;-)

Chapter 15 Changing Pants

Zheng Si'er put her hands on her knees in front of her, and sat quietly on a chair with her head lowered.

She generously exposed her smooth jade back, waiting for Ling Xiaodong to wipe it off.

Ling Xiaodong first took a deep breath and stabilized before he accidentally saw the girl Chunguang's panic, and then moved his gaze to Zheng Si'er's back.

The skin is smooth and delicate, like a whole piece of white jade wall.

Although the candlelight in the room is dim and dim, it is also dazzling white. At the junction of the end of the ridge line and the buttocks, one can even see a shallow waist dimple on the left and right.

Ling Xiaodong took a good look at Yue Yingying's collection of books and knew that this was also called Beauty's Nest.

There are very few women with waists. They are not only mysterious but also eye-catching. In some fantasy novels, they are even the symbol of seductive vixens.

Ling Xiaodong knew that these were just nonsense, but he couldn't help but take a second look.

"Is there any inconvenience?"

Seeing that Ling Xiaodong hadn't moved for a long time, Zheng Si'er couldn't help asking.

"Huh? No...no!"

Ling Xiaodong's thoughts were brought back. He pinched the handkerchief in his hand and noticed something was wrong.

"I see how this towel is soaked in cold water, warm it up for you."

Zheng Sier shook her head slightly.

"Don't be so troublesome, it's so troublesome to boil water! And I'm a martial arts practitioner, so this little cold water won't hinder anything."

"It's okay, is cultivating immortals such an inconvenient thing?"

Ling Xiaodong circulated the rich, almost paste-like Zhiyang spiritual energy in his body, without using any magic. He simply soaked the wet and cold towel in his hand, and it instantly became warm.

He carefully pressed the towel on Zheng Si'er's back.

"Hmm~"

Zheng Si'er suddenly raised her chest and moaned, which startled Ling Xiaodong.

"So hot!"

"Is it too hot?"

Ling Xiaodong only knew that after being purified by Fayin, his aura had become very masculine and strong, and could be used to heat some things, but he didn't know what other uses it had.

When Zheng Si'er yelled, she thought it hurt her.

"It's hot but not hot...It feels warm and comfortable...It's like basking in the sun!"

Zheng Sirer turned around and looked at the slightly shiny scarf in Ling Xiaodong's hand in surprise, with a look of surprise in her clear eyes.

"It's amazing! I feel that the fatigue from the recent journey is gone!"

"It's good if it's comfortable, so I just continue to wipe it?"

Ling Xiaodong smiled and put his hand on Zheng Sirer's back through the thin cloth again.

Then he held his breath and concentrated, carefully stroking every inch of skin on Zheng Sirer's back like he was wiping another priceless piece of art.

Considering that Zheng Si'er said just now that her aura seemed to be able to relieve her fatigue, the careful Ling Xiaodong was still rubbing her back, and slowly transferred a little of the pure yang's aura into Zheng Sier's body.

However, just passing through the meridians once and then dissipating will not accumulate in the sea of ​​​​qi like Li Pengjiao teaches him the skills. After all, the conditions required for transferring the skills are very stringent. Doing this can only make Zheng Sier feel comfortable. a little.

"Hmmm~"

Sure enough, Zheng Si'er moaned continuously in comfort, even raised her slender neck, and began to pant softly, an intoxicating light pink appeared on her snow-white skin.

Seeing that the feedback was so good, Ling Xiaodong worked even harder.

"Brother Ling, stop...stop!"

"what happened?"

Zheng Si'er turned her head and saw her cheeks were rosy, her misty eyes contained spring water, and her white teeth were biting her lower lip.

"It's a little...too hot, I feel so sick..."

While speaking, Rou Yi, who was on her lap, couldn't help but clenched the fabric of the trousers tightly, her knees pressed against each other, and the closed legs slowly rubbed up and down.

Ling Xiaodong didn't feel anything was wrong at all, he just thought that the spiritual energy he delivered was too much, which made Zheng Sirer feel too hot.

He slowly withdrew his spiritual energy, and finally wiped her back twice before putting the towel back.

"That's it, get dressed and go to bed."

"Hmph~ huh—huh—"

Zheng Sirer ignored Ling Xiaodong's words, but her breathing became heavier.

"Still sleeping?"

Ling Xiaodong had already hung the towel in his hand on the shelf where the copper basin was placed.

Turning his head to look, he saw Zheng Sirer still sitting on the chair. She had not put on her shirt yet. She was still naked from the upper body, with her head hanging low and her hair hanging around her ears. She didn't know what she was thinking.

"I... um~ I want to change to a pair of... hum~ pants...."

She stood up from the chair unsteadily, without putting on her clothes, and just turned around to face Ling Xiaodong.

Ling Xiaodong was instantly attracted by the girl's delicate squab, and then desperately moved his gaze upward to look at Zheng Sirer's face.

Zheng Si'er seemed to be drunk at this time.

Her pretty face, which was originally full of heroic spirit, was flushed, and her eyes were a little blurry and erratic.

Regardless of whether her upper body was not stained, she walked straight to the luggage at the end of the bed.

The delicate squab also trembled and swayed from side to side, its pink beak protruding from the hair covering its front.

Zheng Si'er opened the bag, found a pair of flimsy trousers from the inside, inserted two thumbs into the waistband of the trousers, and then pulled it down with her back to Ling Xiaodong, Ling Xiaodong stared at the upturned buttocks and slender legs. His eyes widened.

What is Miss Zheng going crazy? !

and many more!

Ling Xiaodong realized that something was wrong.

Could it be that there was something wrong with the aura that I had entered before?

I still don't know what the function of this thing is, so I just jumped in rashly, and this made Zheng Sirer have an unusual change.

Terrible!

Nothing will happen, right?

Ling Xiaodong didn't know what to do for a while, and thought about letting the master come and see.

He turned his back and didn't watch Zheng Sirer change his pants. He opened the door and walked out, looking in the direction of Yueyingying's room.

The familiar barrier came into view again.

Ling Xiaodong knew that the master was thanking guests behind closed doors again, and he probably wouldn't come out until tomorrow morning.

He had no choice but to go back to the room and close the door.

At this time, Zheng Si'er was no longer visible in the room, only a small bag bulged under the quilt of the narrow bed.

Ling Xiaodong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, looking inside with his head.

Zheng Sirer closed her eyes, only her little head was exposed under the quilt. She was sleeping quietly on the bed, but her face was still a little flushed.

"Miss Zheng..."

Ling Xiaodong called softly.

"Um......"

Zheng Si'er murmured in response to him.

"Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

"Uncomfortable? No, I am very comfortable now... I have never been so comfortable..."

Zheng Sier narrowed her eyes and made a purring sound like a cat in her throat as she spoke. It seemed that nothing was wrong.

"Then I turn off the lights?"

Is Chapter No. 16 very small?

Ling Xiaodong waited for a while and didn't hear Zheng Sirer's response, so he just assumed she acquiesced.

After extinguishing the candle, Ling Xiaodong carefully opened the quilt and got into the bed.

The quilt was very warm inside, and even had a faint fragrance. However, the size of the bed was a bit too narrow, and it was inevitable that Zheng Sirer would be shoulder to shoulder.

Ling Xiaodong shrank down and tried his best to put a slight distance away from Zheng Sirer beside him, and then he calmed down.

He closed his eyes, trying his best not to think about the fact that there was a young girl lying beside him.

But just now that snow-white body and delicate squab still refused to let him go, appearing uncontrollably in his mind time and time again.

After trying a few times, he gave up resistance and took the initiative to think about Zheng Sirer.

I don't know what kind of effect it will be to let others transfer my spiritual energy. Neither Li Pengjiao nor Yue Yingying told me about this matter. At least there was something wrong with Zheng Sirer's appearance before.

Ling Xiaodong turned his head and saw the delicate sleeping face of the girl beside him.

Her breathing was long and steady, and she didn't see any serious reactions, so there shouldn't be any major problems.

Just when Ling Xiaodong was relieved, Zheng Sirer suddenly let out a soft moan.

"Hmm~ It's so hot."

Ling Xiaodong instantly became nervous again.

"What's wrong? Is there any discomfort?" He asked quickly.

Zheng Si'er closed her eyes, and said sweetly as if acting like a baby:

"Hot~"

"Where is it hot?"

"Woo~ here."

Ling Xiaodong felt his left hand being grasped, and then put it on a flat and smooth place. When he pressed it lightly with his fingers, it felt delicate and smooth to the touch. This was the skin of a girl.

Judging by the direction, it is probably the lower abdomen.

But Ling Xiaodong was surprised by another thing.

"Miss Zheng, are you sleeping with no clothes on?"

"Huh? I originally wanted to wear it, but it was too warm, so I stopped wearing it."

"But I'm here!?"

"you are here?"

Lying on the bed at this time, Zheng Si'er seemed a little confused, and said in a vague voice:

"What's wrong with brother Ling here? Aren't we sworn brothers?"

Ling Xiaodong was overwhelmed by Zheng Sier's logic in an instant, and he asked again:

"Can brothers be like this? Has Miss Zheng ever been like this with other brothers?"

"Other brothers? No, but I still have a sworn sister. I will introduce you to the palace when I get to the palace!"