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

After finishing speaking, she frowned a little dissatisfied, and rubbed Ling Xiaodong's hand left and right on her lower abdomen.

"Brother Ling, please help me see why I feel so hot?"

Ling Xiaodong's heart tightened, thinking that something happened on his own.

He ignored the smooth touch on his palms and calmed down to let his consciousness penetrate Zheng Sier's body.

I simply inspected the Zhoutian meridians several times, but found nothing abnormal. The aura that entered before had already overflowed, which was exactly the same as Ling Xiaodong's previous idea.

So logically speaking, nothing will happen?

Why does Miss Zheng keep shouting hot?

With a slight force of his palm, he pressed on Zheng Si'er's lower abdomen.

"Hey~"

This action caused Zheng Si'er who was beside her to groan, and her face became even more delicately red.

Her legs rubbed up and down under the quilt restlessly, and her slender body writhed on the bed like a beautiful snake.

"Good... so comfortable..."

"Comfortable?"

Ling Xiaodong was stunned for a moment.

If there is a problem, it should be uncomfortable, right?How can it be so comfortable?

He had never heard of such a situation!

Just when Ling Xiaodong was still thinking about what went wrong, Zheng Si'er actually grabbed his hand and started to swim around her body.

The flat belly, soft belly, gradually went up to the ribs, when Ling Xiaodong stopped abruptly.

"No...not! Miss Zheng, what are you doing?"

Zheng Si'er finally opened her eyes, and she turned her head to look at Ling Xiaodong who was beside the pillow, her eyes seemed to contain a spring of water, and she did not see her usual decisive and heroic spirit.

The two were facing each other, their noses were so close that they were almost touching each other.

At this moment, Ling Xiaodong could clearly feel Zheng Sier's warm breath, which slapped her face with a faint girly sweet scent.

"I...I don't know...It's just that I feel better like this..."

After the two looked at each other in the dark for a while, Ling Xiaodong withdrew his hand from Zheng Si'er's palm.

"I just showed it to you. It's nothing serious. Go to sleep."

After that, he lay flat and closed his eyes.

Although it is indeed a beautiful thing to have a beautiful woman in your arms, especially a peerless beauty like Zheng Si'er who looks forward to flying like a god.

But now she is obviously affected by her aura, and it is not her real thoughts at this time.

He is not willing to do such things that take advantage of others' danger.

Zheng Sier twisted restlessly beside him for a moment, and finally gradually stopped.

The room fell silent again.

He thought that tonight's affairs would be over just like that, and when he could have a good rest, Zheng Sirer's voice sounded faintly beside him.

"When you wiped my back just now, you secretly looked at my chest, didn't you?"

Ling Xiaodong's eyes fluttered open, his body jerked, and his whole body tensed up immediately.

"Zheng... Where did Miss Zheng say that?"

"It's not a good brother to be fooled~ You just saw it, it's no big deal, did you see it?"

Ling Xiaodong grinned in embarrassment, turned his head to look, but saw Zheng Si'er looking at him with a smile.

"Accidentally... caught a glimpse..."

"How is it?" Zheng Si'er asked.

"How about what?"

"Is it very small?"

Ling Xiaodong choked on this question and didn't know how to answer it for a while.

"It's okay, just tell the truth, breasts are useless things, only stupid women will use them for comparison."

"Really?"

Ling Xiaodong was doubtful and said: "That... is indeed quite small..."

Not to mention the grand-minded Aunt Yun, and regardless of Xiaoyan who is developing, Zheng Si'er is just a little bit older than Chen Lu, standing out from her mediocrity.

"Ah—that's right!"

Zheng Si suddenly let out a cry of grief, and inexplicably began to complain about himself.

"Even Lian'er used this to laugh at me! What's the use of such a thing! It's not convenient to move on the battlefield!"

Ling Xiaodong opened his mouth in embarrassment, not knowing how to comfort him.

Small and cute too?

If you say that, you will be beaten, right?

"It's okay, Miss Zheng is still young, and she will grow up again in the future."

She turned over, buried her face in the pillow, and wailed:

"No! It's over! I've tried all kinds of supplements in the palace, but nothing works!"

Zheng Si'er suddenly raised her head from the pillow, and looked at Ling Xiaodong seriously.

"I've heard that women's breasts seem to get bigger as long as they are rubbed by men."

Chapter 20 departure

Ling Xiaodong's gaze was instantly attracted by the triangle where Zheng Si'er's legs were close together.

At the junction of the leg base and the lower abdomen, a few strands of light-colored luxuriant grass stick out, this is the first time he has seen such a thing.

Because most of the immortals would close the pores of their bodies and try not to let Zhou Tian's spiritual energy leak out, so there was no unnecessary hair on their bodies.

Whether it was Master, Aunt Yun, or Li Pengjiao, he had never seen a woman grow hair here, so he couldn't help but take a second look.

"I have this from birth. It doesn't look like a birthmark, but it can't be washed off no matter how much I wash it. I have had it since I was a child."

Zheng Sirer looked down at her flat belly with some distress.

"Brother Ling, you are well-informed. Do you know what this is?"

Hearing this, Ling Xiaodong shifted his gaze up to the lotus imprint on Zheng Sier's lower abdomen.

The milky white delicate snow muscle is like a coquettish red lotus painted with red cinnabar. There are four symmetrical petals on the left and right, and three stamens standing in the middle. It is more like a painting than a birthmark.

Ling Xiaodong couldn't see anything just by looking at it like this.

"Can I touch it?"

Zheng Si'er hummed lightly and nodded slightly.

After getting permission, Ling Xiaodong cautiously stretched out two fingers, and gently pressed them on the girl's tender abdomen, probing inward with his consciousness, but there was no response.

After repeated investigations to no avail, he had no choice but to give up the inspection.

"There's nothing strange about it. Maybe it's just that the birthmark looks right."

Ling Xiaodong withdrew his fingers and shrugged.

"Anyway, it looks pretty. It's nothing serious. Ahem, you can put your clothes down now so you don't catch a cold."

He got out of bed and took out a towel, carefully wiped Zheng Sirer's pretty face and little hands, making sure that nothing strange remained, and then threw the towel back into the copper basin.

The two lay down again, this time they behaved perfectly, nothing else happened, and each fell asleep one after another.

The next morning.

"Brother Ling, wake up!"

Just as Ling Xiaodong was in his sleep, shamelessly and impetuously holding an open meeting in Qingfeng Temple, Zheng Si'er's voice came from outside the sky.

He opened his eyes in a daze, only to see the girl's clear and beautiful face hanging three inches in front of his face, her black and white spiritual eyes flashed, and she was looking at him.

"What time is it already?"

Seeing Ling Xiaodong wake up, Zheng Si'er straightened up beside the bed.

At this time, she was already fully dressed, still in the familiar black outfit, with her smooth black hair tied into a neat ponytail behind her head, and a sword on her waist.

Zheng Si'er said with a smile:

"Actually, it's still early. It's just that the village chief's daughter came to invite us to have breakfast."

"I'll get up right now."

Ling Xiaodong yawned and slowly sat up from the bed, glanced at Zheng Sier who was standing by the bed, and said with a smile:

"How did Brother Que sleep last night? Why did you get up so early?"

Zheng Sirer patted the sword on her waist and made a clanging sound.

"Morning exercises, get used to getting up early."

Ling Xiaodong was in awe of Zheng Sier's seriousness in an instant, jumped off the bed quickly, and dressed neatly.

He pushed the door open and took a look at Yue Yingying's house, but saw that the enchantment was still there.

"Daoist Mingyue hasn't gotten up yet?"

Zheng Sirer frowned and looked at Yueyingying's house.But Ling Xiaodong didn't care.

"No matter what, we will most likely not see her until noon. Let's go eat first."

I have to say that the village really regards them as the supreme guests, and even the breakfast is surprisingly rich.

Just as the two were feasting, a white dress floated in from the door.

"Huh?! Master got up so early today?" Ling Xiaodong was surprised.

This is really the sun is coming out of the west!

Yue Yingying glanced at him coldly, looking unhappy, she didn't respond to Ling Xiaodong's question, but randomly found a seat at the table and sat down.

"Good morning, Master Mingyue."

Zheng Sier greeted obediently.

Although Yue Yingying ignored the traitors around her, Zheng Si'er had to respond.

She hummed lightly, and looked at Zheng Si'er thoughtfully.

"My disciple didn't do anything bad yesterday, did he?"

Ling Xiaodong's heart tightened.

To talk about bad things, I have done a lot, and just shooting someone in the face is enough to be called a beast.

"No, Brother Ling is fine!"

Zheng Si'er put down the sea bowl in her hand and shook her head slightly.

As pure as Zheng Sirer, how could she understand the bad things Yue Yingying said? She didn't think there was anything wrong with the actions of the two of them last night.

"Really?"

Yue Yingying looked suspiciously between the two, her face softened a little.

Ling Xiaodong's hanging heart also returned to his stomach.

"By the way, master, lend me your hand!"

He suddenly remembered the abnormal situation that happened last night when he raised Zheng Si'er with spiritual temperature, just as if the master was asking for advice on why.

Yueying raised her crescent eyebrows, and stretched out her soft hair in puzzlement.

Ling Xiaodong held the master's slender hand in his palm and circulated the spiritual energy into her body, just like last night.

But the thick aura exuding bright golden light disappeared without a trace as soon as it entered Yue Yingying's body, like a mud cow entering the sea.