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

He didn't say much, he put his arms around the master's slender waist, and directly printed it on Yue Yingying's slender cherry lips.

Although it was not the first time he was suddenly attacked by his disciples, but this was in front of the portraits of his parents!

"Woooooo."

Yue Yingying patted Ling Xiaodong's back repeatedly, but was kissed all over by Ling Xiaodong.

"What are you doing! Come here every now and then!"

She still wanted to complain, but seeing Ling Xiaodong's gloomy face in front of her, she shrank her shoulders involuntarily and stopped talking.

Ling Xiaodong looked directly into Yue Yingying's eyes and said solemnly: "Even if he is really alive, I don't care if he is some land god or not. If he wants to marry you, then first ask about the sword on my waist!"

Yue Yingying reached out and pushed Ling Xiaodong's chest, and said coquettishly: "I was just joking, why are you so serious?"

"I won't let you run away with anyone else anyway."

"So domineering? Am I not going to get married?"

"You can marry, just marry me!"

"You think beautifully, you agreed that only today is the only day, then only today!"

Ling Xiaodong finally loosened Yue Yingying's waist, but he confiscated the two marriage certificates.

Yue Yingying didn't care, it was impossible for her to marry someone she had never met because of a fabricated marriage.

Originally, she just wanted to take this opportunity to see her disciple's embarrassment when he was jealous, but she didn't expect him to be so domineering. Yue Yingying secretly touched her moist lips, and her pretty dimples turned slightly red.

"Okay, Master, you have also met, what else is there?"

Ling Xiaodong lowered his head and pondered for a while, "Go back to my room first."

Yue Yingying crossed her chest and took half a step back, saying warily: "What do you want to do?"

"I went back and got pen and ink to change this marriage letter."

"Hmph! A man with a small belly!"

Yue Yingying snorted, but she still felt inexplicably happy. She took Ling Xiaodong's hand and walked lightly towards the guest room.

Ling Xiaodong was slightly taken aback, and quickly followed the master's footsteps to catch up.

The main hall is in the center, and it is very close to Qingfeng Guan. The two of them held hands for a while and came to Ling Xiaodong's residence.

Ling Xiaodong pushed open the half-closed door, but found someone inside.

Li Pengjiao was immersed in a mountain of manuscript papers, trying to calculate something. She looked extremely serious and didn't even know someone was pushing the door.

Yue Yingying frowned slightly, and said in a voice transmission with some questioning meaning: "Why is she in your room?"

Ling Xiaodong explained: "I asked Daoist Li to come to my room before, just to study the manuscripts I wrote about talismans. As you know, master, I have business to do today, so I don't have time to teach others about talismans."

The reason why Ling Xiaodong felt so blatant to say it was mainly thanks to the master's "unobservable" technique, the two of them have been watching the breeze as if they were in a no-man's land, and they were not afraid of being discovered by anyone.

"Oh? Is this the business you said?"

Ling Xiaodong and Yue Yingying both stiffened and looked at Li Pengjiao at the desk.

At this time, she had raised her head, was biting the pen holder, and looked at the master and apprentice who were holding hands with great interest.

"I thought that although you were not good at Taoism, you were still a little fairy who was not stained with mortal dust. I didn't expect that you would dare to wear such bold clothes and flirt with your apprentice in front of me."

"I said, why didn't you give up your apprentice to me at that time? So he was your lover? Well, I told you earlier, I won't rob you."　

Yue Yingying's proud "unspectacular" was seen through by Li Pengjiao at a glance.

Li Pengjiao knew about the relationship between Ling Xiaodong and Yue Yingying. She said this just to stimulate Yue Yingying for fun. It was also regarded as revenge for Ling Xiaodong abandoning her and dating her master.

Yue Yingying stood there blankly, her fair and slender neck instantly turned red, her entire face was extremely red, and steam was rising from her head.

"I...I...I...he...he..."

Yue Yingying faltered and hawed for a long time, unable to utter a word to justify, her heart almost collapsed.

She actually let the person she hates the most see her shameful appearance!

Done!It's all over!

"Woooooo~"

In the end, Yueyingying, who really didn't know what to say, could only cover her red face and run away in tears.

Ling Xiaodong turned around and glanced hard at the proud Li Pengjiao.

"Can't you pretend you didn't see it?"

"Hey! Master, wait for me!"

As he said that, he quickly chased after his master.

Yue Yingying didn't run fast because of her inconvenient clothes, and was held by Ling Xiaodong's hand after a short distance.

She shook Ling Xiaodong's hand away abruptly, and Lihua said with rain:

"Let go! It's all your fault! I have no shame in living!"

Ling Xiaodong had no choice but to say, "Master, it's not my fault. Who knew Li Daochang had such a sharp eye."

He stretched out his hand to grab the master's wrist again, this time he used a little bit of strength, and no matter how much Yue Yingying tried to shake it, he couldn't shake it off.

Angrily, she turned around and kicked Ling Xiaodong.

Ling Xiaodong quickly let go, grabbing Yue Yingying's ankle dangerously.

"Master, listen to me..."

His words stopped abruptly, and his eyes stared directly between Yueyingying's slender white legs.

A stream of blood flowed from his nose.

It's pink and white.

Really not wearing anything.

Chapter 117 One Day Daoist Companion (Continued 4)

Yue Yingying stood on the ground with one foot, and the other foot was tightly grasped by Ling Xiaodong. She twitched hard twice without letting his hand move at all.

She blushed and said angrily, "Let go!"

But Ling Xiaodong didn't react at all, he just stood there stupidly.

Yue Yingying frowned and looked at the bright red blood stain left between his nose, and followed his gaze towards herself.

A breeze blows by, rolling up a few withered yellow leaves and fine gravel on the ground, and the white mist in the view is also swirled by the wind.

The wind blew over the bodies of the two of them, and the robes fluttered slightly, making Yue Yingying suddenly feel a chill down her lower body.

"ah!"

An extremely sharp cry pierced the tranquility of Qingfeng Temple, and the birds that had been snuggling up to each other on the tree fluttered away in unison.

As if waking up from a big dream, Ling Xiaodong quickly put down Yue Yingying's little feet.

Looking at Yue Yingying who was bending over to cover her hem, he waved his hands repeatedly and said: "Master, please listen to my explanation. I don't know if you don't..."

Yue Yingying's dimples were blushing, like the crimson burning clouds in the sky, and her crystal earlobes were also stained with blood.

Qiu Shui's cut-pupil eyes were filled with burning anger, as if he wanted to kill Ling Xiaodong and silence him.

She pointed her finger at Ling Xiaodong and hit her forehead directly. Ling Xiaodong ignored the explanation and did not move away.

Yue Yingying shouted softly: "Sleep!"

thump!

Ling Xiaodong seemed to have no bones, his body went limp, and he fell heavily on the ground on his back.

He closed his eyes, and although his posture was strange, his breathing was steady and long, as if he had fallen asleep.

Furiously, Yueying ran to Ling Xiaodong's side and kicked him twice.

"You rebel! If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have agreed to you. You are so merciful as a teacher and want to make you end it! Is this how you treat me?"

After losing his temper, Ling Xiaodong seemed not to notice at all, still lying on the ground and sleeping deeply.

"Hmph! Just sleep here!"

Yue Yingying looked down at him condescendingly, turned around and left directly, and the white mist that rolled up gradually engulfed her figure.

Not long after.

Yue Yingying walked back again, looked at Ling Xiaodong on the ground, hesitated for a moment, gritted her teeth, raised her hand to Ling Xiaodong, and he floated up in the air.

"I'm sick!"

She cursed secretly, and led him back into the white mist.

Ling Xiaodong fell into a deep sleep.

He dreamed that when he was young, when he was bringing hot water for the master, he saw through the window the master's white and smooth jade back like mutton fat jade, and his wet black hair hanging down.

He boldly walked into the room, tiptoed to the front of the master, and was shocked to find that the other side was also the back and the back of the head!

The master has no front!

Ling Xiaodong's body jerked and his eyes opened instantly.

Everything in front of me disappeared.

It's a dream...

Yue Yingying's familiar voice came from beside her ear.

"woke up?"

He only felt a softness and warmth in the back of his head. Following the sound, he found that he was lying on the bed, pillowing the master's legs.

Yueyingying's face was blocked by her majestic breasts. At this time, she was holding a book in her hand and was flipping through the pages.

Because the previous request was that Yue Yingying could not change clothes today, so she was still wearing the light blue hollow cheongsam.

Ling Xiaodong relaxed his body that was tense due to the nightmare, and gently sniffed the faint deodorant on the master's body, while the sound of pages turning could be heard from time to time.

He stared blankly at the wooden beams on the roof, the quiet atmosphere made him feel as if he was still in a dream.

"Wake up and still not get up? My legs are numb from lying down."

Yue Yingying's voice of blame came, but Ling Xiaodong did not get up, but closed his eyes again.

If possible, he hoped to be immersed in such a reassuring and warm atmosphere forever.

"Master, how long have I been asleep?"

"It's only six or seven hours."

Oh... six or seven hours...

and many more!

It has been six or seven hours!

He opened his eyes suddenly, sat up and looked out the window.

It was pitch dark outside the house, leaving only the bright moon hanging quietly in the sky, covering the earth with a layer of hazy moonlight like water.

This means that the twelve hours are not long left!

He turned his head to look at the master who was quietly reading a book, and said in surprise, "Why have I slept for so long?"

Yue Yingying held up the book with a guilty conscience and covered her face behind it.

"How do I know that you didn't fall asleep after being tired from shopping?"

Ling Xiaodong rubbed his temples on both sides, constantly recalling the memories before he fell asleep.

The last scene in front of my eyes was the long and slender fingers of the master stretching towards me, accompanied by the sound of "Sleep!"

"No! Master, you are cheating! You made me fall asleep!"

Yue Yingying put down the book in her hand, opened her almond eyes, and said in disbelief, "Do you still remember? No! I should have hidden your recent memory!"

She didn't know that Ling Xiaodong's memory had already been tampered with and locked up, and it could no longer be deleted by someone who came after him, unless the spellcaster had a better skill.

Hearing what the master said, Ling Xiaodong wondered: "You have even touched my memory! Master, you are cheating, you clearly agreed to be a Taoist couple for a day, no way! This doesn't count!"