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

Yue Yingying tossed the book in her hand, her pretty face flushed, it was because she became angry from embarrassment when someone saw through her little trick.

"Why don't you forget it! Then I said that you are in heat, but you are not polite! You did it?"

Ling Xiaodong pressed Yue Yingying's shoulders and threw her down on the bed.

"No! This time must be made up!"

How could Yueyingying agree, even if it was just a few hours in the morning, she had been treated lightly by him countless times, if it was prolonged, it would be fine!

She turned her head, leaving only a profile for Ling Xiaodong.

"You think beautifully! Twelve hours are twelve hours! You didn't say you can't use spells!"

Ling Xiaodong laughed back angrily, "Well, anyway, it is said to be a Taoist couple for a day, the combination of yin and yang between the Taoist couples, and the rituals of Guo Lun are also things that Taoist couples should do. Anyway, master, you didn't say you can't."

Yue Yingying became anxious when she heard this, she blushed and stared at Ling Xiaodong who was on her body.

"I said it's about estrus, it's about courtesy!"

"Could it be that this matter is beyond the etiquette among Taoist couples? This is just right and proper!"

While speaking, Ling Xiaodong let go of an arm holding Yue Yingying, and gradually slid towards her.

Finally, it stopped on the soft leg meat wrapped in the white silk.

Although Yue Yingying's legs are long and slender, her thighs are also slightly plump, which can be said to be just right.

The unique silky feel of the silk stockings complements the soft and warm thighs of the master. With a light pinch, it is as if water can be squeezed out, and the five fingers sink deeply into the tender meat.

"sleep!"

Yue Yingying kept pointing out that she wanted to repeat the old trick, but Ling Xiaodong was already prepared this time.

He grabbed his master's wrist, "Spells are forbidden!"

A golden light flashed on Yue Yingying's forehead, and she couldn't direct the slightest bit of mana in her body.

Ling Xiaodong continued: "See me ****!"

"do not want!"

Chapter 178 One Day Daoist Companion (Continued 5)

As soon as Ling Xiaodong blurted out the four-character motto, Yue Yingying was so frightened that her face paled immediately, and she hurriedly stopped her, but as the word "Yue" appeared on her forehead with a golden light, it was too late.

"Well~Ling Xiaodong...you...you dare!"

Yue Yingying's fair and tender skin had a touch of pink, and the thin clothes made her clearly feel the wonderful touch of Ling Xiaodong pressing on her body.

The fiery breath sprayed on Yueyingying's slender neck, making her weak and weak.

It was as if a stove was suddenly stuffed between the lower abdomen, the heat flowed straight through, the meridians and pores of the whole body were opened, the hot blood was rushing in the body, and the faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus was faintly emitted.

She stared at Ling Xiaodong's face for a long time, her whole body seemed to have turned into a pool of spring water, limp and limp on the boudoir bed.

Ling Xiaodong looked in amazement at the master's originally beautiful and proud fairy dimple, which soon became rosy and pleasant.

The usually long, narrow and cold eyes suddenly filled with spring, and they were completely emotional.

So useful?

He withdrew his master's hand, but Yue Yingying didn't get up and push herself away, but looked at her affectionately, lying on the boudoir bed, with her hands raised above her head, without any cover, and let the king take care of her.

A pair of plump soft legs wrapped in white silk were tightly clamped, rubbing against each other involuntarily, the slender cherry lips slightly opened and closed, and a sweet and greasy hum was squeezed out from her throat, reaching Ling Xiaodong's ears like a fairy sound.

Ling Xiaodong looked at the cute and cute master under him and his heart beat faster. He pursed his lips, moved his throat, and swallowed his saliva to relieve the excitement and heat in his heart.

Although Yue Yingying was lying flat on the bed, the plump breasts wrapped in the dress were still erect, trembling, and towering. In the huge hollow on the cheongsam, the white ravines between the plump breasts could be clearly seen.

"Xiaodong...I am your master...you can't do this..."

Yueyingying held on to the only Qingming she had, biting her lower lip tightly with her white teeth, making the last resistance.

"Hmm~ Hurry up...Hurry up and take it back...Take it back..."

Boom!

Ling Xiaodong felt that a string called reason in his brain was completely broken at this moment. His eyes were red, his nose was panting heavily, and he could no longer think about anything. In his mind, only the bright photos in front of him were left. The pure and beautiful master of human beings.

He didn't know if the master was really the fairy Chang'e from the moon palace, otherwise how could he have been born so perfect and pure?

Qiong nose, beautiful eyes, and creamy skin, I am afraid that the seemingly absent fragrance of osmanthus flowers on the master's body is brought from the osmanthus branches in the Guanghan Palace.

And the snow-white chest is probably transformed by Fairy Chang'e's favorite moon rabbit.

The flickering dim candlelight turned the overlapping figures of the two into shadows, which were printed on the wall. It was clearly autumn, but the temperature inside the house was still rising.

"master......"

Ling Xiaodong slowly stamped on Yueyingying's lovely lips.

Yue Yingying wanted to turn her head to avoid it, but she didn't hide after all. Under the control of the powerful oath of heaven, her body was also yearning for her apprentice.

The lips and teeth meet, the tip of the tongue touches, and Xiangjin secretly crosses.

Soft, moist and elastic.

Ling Xiaodong felt that he was tasting the sweetest delicacies of time, and Yue Yingying under him also closed her eyes, no longer passive as before, and warmly responded to the apprentice's request for a kiss.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Yue Yingying opened her beautiful eyes, which were already filled with hazy confusion, a pair of lotus root arms wrapped around Ling Xiaodong's neck, and she actively raised her head to enclose Ling Xiaodong's lips again.

"Woooooooo..."

In the passionate kiss of the master, Ling Xiaodong's hand slowly climbed up the softness of his chest.

The five fingers are deeply sunken. In addition to being soft, they are also surprisingly elastic.

Yue Yingying only felt a wave of electric current coming from the place where Ling Xiaodong's fingers touched, and the numb feeling flowed down the spine and flowed all over the body, and finally submerged into the hot lower abdomen.

Those slender and beautiful legs were clamped even tighter, her face was like a peach blossom, her sandalwood mouth was slightly open, her moist and slightly hot breath was sweet and tangy, to Ling Xiaodong it was the best clearing agent in the world.

He stretched out his trembling hand and pressed it on the beautiful leg wrapped in white silk, the soft and silky feeling came from the palm of his hand.

Yue Yingying couldn't stand Ling Xiaodong's touch, the round and lovely toes under the white silk curled up nervously, the arches of the feet were tight, and the fiery hands on the thighs slid up and down, kneading back and forth, which made her groan.

"Hey~stop...stop..."

But at this time, Ling Xiaodong was already on top, so how could he listen to dissuasion.

On the bed, Ling Xiaodong put his hands on his waist, and with the sound of rubbing between the belt and the clothes, the white robe of the young man slipped messily onto the boudoir bed along his shoulders.

Yue Yingying's beautiful eyes were wide open, she couldn't take her eyes off her eyes, and the blush on Wuxia's dimple was even worse.

Ling Xiaodong slowly reached out and lifted the hem of the half-covered cheongsam.

A white snowfield appeared in his eyes, and he felt his heart beating wildly in his chest, and the blood in his veins was rushing.

Plop, plop.

Even Yue Yingying could hear the strong heartbeat clearly.

His voice was dry: "Master...you are so beautiful..."

Supporting one leg with one hand, Yue Yingying's knees were separated and pressed against her shoulders.

At this moment, there is nothing that can stop Ling Xiaodong!

Seeing the disciple with red eyes, gradually approaching her, Yue Yingying suppressed the restless feelings in her heart, and let her reason return to her brain for the last time.

"Xiaodong, Master, I beg you...don't do things that both you and I will regret..."

Her eyes were filled with mist, and her voice was almost crying.

A line of clear tears slid down the corner of her eyes.

Ling Xiaodong was stunned.

The master's tears turned into a huge basin of cold water and poured over his head, instantly restoring his clarity.

He looked at the tearful master below him, and suddenly realized what a jerk he was doing.

Master is the person I should care for most in the world, but now I make her cry.

Ling Xiaodong's heart was so painful that he picked it up and clenched it into a ball, his lust receded like a tide, replaced by endless guilt and annoyance.

He let go of his hands.

Just heard a crackling sound.

Ling Xiaodong slapped himself hard on the cheek, but that alone was not enough to relieve the guilt in his heart.

I saw his hand raised high again.

"What are you doing!"

Yue Yingying quickly got up and grabbed his hand, touching the red palm print on his face with heartache.

Ling Xiaodong said dejectedly: "I'm sorry...Master...Please return to the original state...I am not worthy to be your disciple..."

With the golden light flashing on her forehead, Yue Yingying regained her clarity, but she didn't blame Ling Xiaodong at all when she was sober. chest.

Just like in the Shiwan Dashan before, gently stroking his head.

Her face was gentle, and she comforted softly: "Master does not blame you..."

"You are still young, people always make mistakes, even the master made mistakes back then..."

Chapter 119: The End of the Day

Ling Xiaodong buried her head in the broad and soft chest of the master, her unique body fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose.

Yueyingying's delicate softness kept stroking his head gently, which calmed Ling Xiaodong's guilty heart a little.

Hearing what Yue Yingying said, he pressed his chest and asked in a low voice: "Master also made mistakes?"

"Well, that's too much."

Yue Yingying hugged Ling Xiaodong in her arms, raised her head, and looked at the wall in front of her with empty eyes, and there was a look of reminiscence on the fairy dimple who was still a little blushing.

"Not to mention anything else, let's just say that a few years ago, the master ran out of the mountain gate willfully and broke the plaque. It was a mistake to be angry with the senior sister and refuse to see her for several years. I was already twenty at that time. Even three years older, they will make this kind of mistake."

"Isn't that the master's order? He asked you to set up another family. How can it be the master's fault?"

Yue Yingying smiled slightly, and continued: "That's just recent, your master and I have made more mistakes than this one, at your age, it made everyone in Quanguan go crazy."

Ling Xiaodong thought of the demure appearance of the master reading quietly on weekdays, but he couldn't imagine this scene at all.

"Master, don't make up stories to deceive people just to coax me."

Yue Yingying raised her forehead, opened her eyes slightly, and said seriously:

"No way! Don't you believe it! Master, I was the daughter of the head of the sect back then. No matter how mischievous I was, no one dared to control me. When I was young, I secretly plucked the spiritual fruit planted by others, and cut the feathers of other spiritual birds with scissors. Someone forced my junior sister to copy my homework, but in Qingfengmingyue Temple, I am above ten thousand people and under two people."

Ling Xiaodong asked suspiciously: "Under the two?"

There was a smile on the corner of Yueyingying's mouth, as if immersed in good memories.

"Yes! Between the two of us, my father basically doesn't care about me. If I make any mistakes on weekdays, it's my senior sister and my mother who will punish me. My mother is very gentle. She can only say a few words to me at most, but my senior sister But she is strict, she has a ruler made of green bamboo, if I make a mistake, she will use the ruler to hit my palms and..."

"And what?"

Yue Yingying blushed slightly, "It's nothing! Don't think your uncle is so gentle now, but she was not like this before."

Ling Xiaodong asked curiously, "What was Aunt Yun like before?"

Yue Yingying closed her eyes and recalled it for a while, and then said slowly: "She used to be our senior sister, she worked extremely hard in both her studies and her practice, and she was very serious about dealing with people and things, especially she was very demanding of herself. , I have always taken it as my duty to eliminate the demons in the world and protect the common people."

Ling Xiaodong remembered his answer to Aunt Yun when she asked her "Tao" before, and nodded secretly, as if there was such a thing.

Yue Yingying held Ling Xiaodong's cheeks, and looked at him tenderly:

"So, people make mistakes, especially when they are young. I have made all the mistakes you made, so I can understand you. You and I are mentors and apprentices, and we are also family members. There will always be some unhappiness among family members. What happened, as a master, of course I should be magnanimous."

Ling Xiaodong's eyes widened and he said in shock:

"Master has made all the mistakes I made?! That is to say..."

Yue Yingying knew what he was talking about, spat lightly, slapped him on the head, and said a little angrily:

"Do you think everyone is as ignorant of ethics as you are, and you want to marry your own master? I have never done it!"