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

Yue Yingying looked in disbelief and pointed at Ye Yiyun and asked Ling Xiaodong.

"You share a room with her?"

Ye Yiyun realized something was wrong, and said:

"Xiaodong, go open another one."

"no need!"

Yue Yingying resolutely refused, glanced at Ye Yiyun warily, pointed to the door, and said to Ling Xiaodong:

"Get out of my room!"

"what?"

Ling Xiaodong was stupid.

At the same time, on the outskirts of Pengcheng.

Shao Yinhua hugged Wu Yazi's body tightly, his eyes were red and tears streamed down his face.

"Xuan Lang, I will definitely avenge you."

Ghost cultivators are going against the sky, and monks who practice the ghost way will be punished by the invisible heaven. The speed of aging is much faster than ordinary people, and they may already be a gray-haired old man in their thirties.

No matter what love and hatred Shao Yinhua and Wu Yazi had in the past, now they have disappeared like a lamp, leaving only a widow full of hatred.

Shao Yinhua knew that he was no match, even if he went to Ling Xiaodong now, it would be a dead end for him.

Although she couldn't solve Ling Xiaodong by herself, she knew someone could.

Shao Yinhua dug a pit in the forest, put Wu Yazi's body in it and buried it, turned his head and stared at Pengcheng for a long time, then got on his horse and galloped towards the capital.

Ling Xiaodong stared blankly at the ceiling, and Yue Yingying was lying next to him, soundly asleep.

Yue Yingying slept soundly, but Ling Xiaodong couldn't sleep anymore.

The master he thought about day and night was now lying beside him, with a faint, familiar fragrance lingering in his nose, and the loose hair tickling his neck.

Ling Xiaodong looked sideways.

Yueyingying's long eyelashes trembled slightly, her small nose and slender lips were so harmonious.

The sleeping master is like the most exquisite porcelain in the world, so perfect and yet so fragile.

No, if this continues, don’t even think about sleeping tonight!

Ling Xiaodong crawled out of the bed lightly, carefully opened the door, turned around and closed it slowly.

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He turned his head and came to Ye Yiyun's room again.

"Yun'er, are you asleep?"

Ling Xiaodong called softly.

"Why are you here? Go back quickly! What if Yingying finds out?"

Seeing him tiptoing in, Ye Yiyun anxiously wanted to drive him back.

"It's okay, the master has always been a deep sleeper, she won't wake up before dawn, come to Yun'er, let me go."

While explaining, Ling Xiaodong got into Ye Yiyun's quilt, and directly hugged Ye Yiyun in his arms.

"No! I'm not wearing any clothes!"

Ye Yiyun blushed, she thought she would sleep alone tonight, wearing only a thin apron and obscene trousers, how could she have imagined that Ling Xiaodong would be so bold.

However, Ling Xiaodong had already fallen into a deep sleep and couldn't wake up.

In the end, the person who was worried and sleepless all night turned into poor Yun'er.

Chapter 29 Back to the Mountain

When Ling Xiaodong woke up, it was still daylight outside. He wanted to stretch his limbs but found that he couldn't move.

Ye Yiyun hugged herself tightly like a koala, the warm and soft lump stuck to her arm, which made Ling Xiaodong so comfortable that she didn't want to get up.

But he knew that if he didn't go back to the room, the master would almost wake up, and if he was discovered, it would be over.

In order not to wake up Aunt Yun, he broke out of Ye Yiyun's arms little by little, straightened her limbs, and covered Aunt Yun with the quilt.

He wanted to turn around and leave, but he seemed to remember something, ran back to the bed, quietly admired Aunt Yun's naive sleeping appearance for a while, lowered his head and pecked lightly on the slightly puffed lips, and then returned with satisfaction. Arrived at Yue Yingying's room.

Yue Yingying's sleep was much better than Ye Yiyun's. The whole night passed, she still kept her previous posture without moving.

Seeing the master's peaceful sleeping face, Ling Xiaodong's heart started beating wildly again.

He went to sleep in Aunt Yun's room last night just to prevent himself from being uncontrollable and doing bad things to the master.

In his mind, the master is like the most pure and flawless jade, which cannot be tarnished in the slightest.

Just now, the soft touch of Aunt Yun's cherry lips was still hanging on her lips, making him involuntarily look at the lips of the master.

The master's lips are thinner than Aunt Yun's, and there is a hint of pinkness in the crystal, while Aunt Yun's lips are bright red and moist, one is cute, the other is charming, Ling Xiaodong can't tell which one is better .

Just touch it, the master shouldn't wake up, right?

The evil Ling Xiaodong in his heart uttered a seductive voice like an alien demon:

"Go, go, just kiss, the master will definitely not know."

But another kind Ling Xiaodong said: "Yes! Yes! I think so too, go!"

Now there is no reason to refuse.

Ling Xiaodong leaned over slowly, the master's perfect dimple gradually enlarged in his eyes, he could even feel the warm breath of the master spraying on his face like a gust of fragrant wind.

The beating of the heart was so violent, as if it was about to jump out of the heart, the hands supporting the bed trembled slightly.

The slowly approaching lips finally met.

Cool and moist.

Ling Xiaodong's pale brain only left these two adjectives

"Ah."

Suddenly, the master beneath him let out a moan, and Ling Xiaodong was frightened to the point of leaving his body. He quickly stood up to admit his mistake.

But Yue Yingying didn't open her eyes, she just muttered a few words in her sleep, which made Ling Xiaodong's frightened soul return to her body.

It has to be admitted that human desires are endless.

Ling Xiaodong, who had just fulfilled his wish, slowly moved his gaze down, and fixed on the towering jade ball under the quilt.

Ling Xiaodong only felt that the evil Ling Xiaodong from before came to seduce him again:

Look, you didn't wake up just now. As long as you are careful, it won't hurt if you touch it lightly. Just touch it!

And the kind Ling Xiaodong also said: "Yes! Yes! I think so too!"

Sure enough, there is no way to refuse!

He slowly stretched out his sinful hand towards the master's chest.

"What are you doing?"

Yue Yingying narrowed her eyes and looked at Ling Xiaodong in a daze.

At the critical moment, Ling Xiaodong showed extraordinary adaptability, he quickly grabbed the quilt and lifted it up.

"Master, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold, so I'll cover you with a quilt."

"Oh, that's it... so filial."

After speaking, Yue Yingying closed her eyes again and fell asleep in a daze.

Ling Xiaodong wiped the cold sweat on his head and took a long breath, congratulating himself on his wit.

After this, he didn't dare to touch his master again, so he could only lie quietly on the bed, waiting for the dawn.

Not long after, the golden rooster crowed and the morning light broke. The three of them got up to wash up, went downstairs to have breakfast, and started to pack their bags.

During this period, Ling Xiaodong secretly watched Yue Yingying's face, and was relieved to find that she didn't seem to remember what happened in the morning at all.

The three bought some clothes and supplies in Pengcheng.

Of course, it was Ye Yiyun who provided the money, and Ling Xiaodong who carried the large and small bags.

However, during the shopping, the relationship between Ye Yiyun and Yue Yingying was not as tense as before, and it eased a lot.

The way back to the mountain was also not peaceful, after all, there were two beautiful beauties following, and the coveted Xiaoxiao was always indispensable.

Originally, Xiong Batian's village was occupied by bandits from another party. When he saw a group of them passing by, they immediately came out and arrogantly demanded both money and people.

But it was obvious that it was just a group of mobs who dispersed in panic after Ling Xiaodong killed a few unsightly bandits.

Afterwards, Ye Yiyun took out a handkerchief and gently wiped off the sweat from Ling Xiaodong's forehead.

Yue Yingying on the side looked at them with disdain, looking at them as loving teachers and filial disciples, then turned her head and said "cut" softly.

In short, after experiencing various things in Pengcheng, Ling Xiaodong finally returned to the foot of Maoer Mountain.

Looking at the familiar Mao'er Mountain in front of him, he felt a lot of emotion in his heart. He didn't expect so many things to happen in just a few days, and he and Aunt Yun had such a relationship.

After bidding farewell to Aunt Yun at the fork, Ling Xiaodong followed Yue Yingying back to Mingyue Temple.

As soon as Yue Yingying entered the temple, she lay down on the bamboo chair in the yard, not wanting to move.

"Go! Put the things away, then wash the clothes, sweep the ashes in the yard, and repair the door of your own room by the way."

Yue Yingying, who was spread out into a ball on the bamboo chair, skillfully pointed at Ling Xiaodong.

"Oh, by the way, go to my room and get the book on my desk, that is "The Passion of the Holy Son", and call me when the meal is ready."

Ling Xiaodong is hard!

His fist is hard!

Looking at Yue Yingying who was lying on the bamboo chair with nothing to do, idle and calling around, Ling Xiaodong began to think about the possibility of running away with a bucket, maybe Qingfeng Temple is his best destination.

"Why are you standing still? Hurry up!"

Yue Yingying saw Ling Xiaodong standing there in a daze and urged.

In the end Ling Xiaodong endured it for the sake of a light kiss in the morning.

Han Xin could endure the humiliation of his crotch, Gou Jian could taste his courage while lying on the firewood, and three thousand Yue Jia could devour Wu.

While holding the broom, Ling Xiaodong secretly thought about how his master would serve him tea and water in the future, and he felt happy.

After finally finishing Yueyingying's orders, she thought she could go back to her room to rest, but was called over for a massage.

This Ling Xiaodong was very happy, after pressing the master under him panting, he bent down and walked out of the room in satisfaction.

As a filial nephew, after being filial to the master, naturally you can't forget the uncle.

The caring Ling Xiaodong decided to come to Aunt Yun's house to have a check-up and care about Aunt Yun's health.

After turning off the lights in the master's room, he quietly ran towards Qingfengguan. The high walls seemed like flat ground to him, and he arrived in the bamboo forest where Ye Yiyun was in a short while.

The lights in the room were still on, Ling Xiaodong smiled, stepped forward and knocked lightly on the door.

"Yun'er, are you asleep?"

Chapter 30 Injection on time

There was the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong crocks being overturned in the house, and hurried footsteps came to the door.

The door was opened a crack, and Ye Yiyun's horrified dimple was revealed.

"How did you come?"

After she finished speaking, she looked around, and when she saw that there was no one around, she grabbed Ling Xiaodong's arm and pulled her directly into the house.

The furnishings in Ye Yiyun's room are still so simple and simple, but after all, it is the boudoir of her daughter's family, Ling Xiaodong can smell the same fragrance as Ye Yiyun's body as soon as she enters the room.

"You came here without being seen by others, right? Does Yingying know?"