Zhou Yang was sleeping soundly when a smooth little foot got into Zhou Yang's thigh.
Immediately afterwards, the soft fragrant wind rushed into his arms.
The faint and cold wind made the sleeping man mutter something like he was dreaming, but he still stretched out his arms and hugged the soft beauty in his arms.
"Um?"
The man was stunned for a moment, then slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of confusion still lingering in his eyes.
Xiaoqing looked at the young master in front of her infatuatedly. She had courted countless men, but she had never seen a man as handsome as the young master in front of her. For a moment, she wanted to truly entrust her body to this young master, but
I hope that the young master will not dislike her for her decayed beauty.
If the young master can accept it, the two of them will find an opportunity to escape from here and have a few more children. They will really be a couple of gods and gods, which will make others envious.
She giggled and became a little bit crazy for a moment.
"Who are you, girl?"
Zhou Yang's eyes had regained clarity and he looked at the girl in front of him.
His eyes were very clear, reflecting Xiao Qing's figure, but there was no trace of lust in them.
This couldn't help but make Xiaoqing's heart tremble.
Just with these clear eyes, she knew that she was destined not to fall in the young master's eyes.
Not to mention that she is a female ghost now, and she is still a fallen flower.
Even when she was still alive, with her pure body, she might not be able to get into the eyes of this young master, right?
"Xiaoqing from the slave family, tonight..."
After just getting started, she couldn't talk anymore.
There is no lewdness in the other party's eyes, nor is there any lust in his eyes. He is white-teethed and scantily clad. No matter how he explains it in this deserted ancient temple, it is impossible to explain the reason with white-teethed words.
"Sir, if the world is like this, don't blame Xiaoqing for being cruel. Xiaoqing is just a miserable woman in this troubled world."
Now that things have happened, the only thing left to do is to complete grandma's mission first.
As he spoke, a majestic force suddenly enveloped Zhou Yang, and Zhou Yang was pressed to the ground for a moment, unable to move.
The few clothes on Xiao Qing's body fell off in the blowing wind, and her face was pure and lustful, like a passionate mountain fire, rushing towards Zhou Yang.
"Girl, respect yourself! I am not blessed to receive the girl's kindness!"
Zhou Yang scolded loudly.
"Girl, you and I have no grudges in the past, and we have no grudges these days, so why do you harm me?"
The voice was full of righteousness and integrity.
Suddenly, the swordsman who was meditating on the bed not far away could not help but pause his practice, opened his eyes, and showed a trace of surprise on his face.
Not far away, Yan Chixia, who was eavesdropping after seeing the movement here, was even more impressed by the character of this noble young master.
"snort!"
He snorted coldly, and the small courtyard outside suddenly lit up.
It fell on Xiao Qing, who was about to commit violence against Zhou Yang, and it really made her tremble all over, as if a thunderbolt had fallen on her body, and she was paralyzed.
"Xiaoqing, come back!"
Grandma Dryad's message rang in Xiaoqing's ears.
A stream of pure Yin Qi was injected into her body, and her injured body quickly recovered.
She looked at Zhou Yang with nostalgia, then floated out of the window and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Big Beard, you walk on your Yangguan Road, and I walk on my single-plank bridge. You and I have been in peace for the past six months, why are you meddling in my business tonight!"
The business of being neither male nor female reached Yan Chixia's ears.
"I don't care about the others, because those men did not resist the temptation in their hearts and surrendered. But this young man is quite courageous. He is not willing to make peace with ghosts, and you are not allowed to harm his life!"
Yan Chixia pulled out half of the sword. As her spiritual power surged, her clothes made a hunting sound. Her eyes were as bright as sharp swords, piercing the air in front of her. The entire dark room became bright!
"Character? Hahahaha..."
The masculine and feminine voice disappeared in the mocking tone.
In the backyard of Lanruo Temple.
Here there are pavilions, flat lakes, green radish trees, lotus leaves and lotus flowers, reflecting the silvery moon.
It doesn’t look like a temple, but more like a Jiangnan garden.
In the room, candlelight illuminated the room.
A man with a weird crescent head on his head, who looked neither yin nor yang, neither male nor female, strong but dressed in women's clothing, was standing there with an angry look on his face.
When all the women in the room saw this, they didn't dare to speak out.
Even Sister Xiaoqing failed. None of them dared to go.
"What kind of character, haha!"
Grandma thought about what the bearded man said.
"However, the quality of this young man is too high!"
She licked her lips and thought to herself.
Although this young man looks innocent and weak, the yang energy in his body is extremely strong.
The three fires on her body are also extremely strong. In her eyes, they are like a big bright light bulb, so vivid, so outstanding, so coveted, she even feels like drooling just thinking about it.
!
If you absorb his yang energy, maybe you can make further progress even if you haven't made any progress for a long time!
"Grandma! Xiaoqing is incompetent!"
At this time, the door was pushed open and Xiaoqing walked in slowly.
Her expression faded, showing both unwillingness and a bit of fear of the storm that was about to come from her grandma.
"It's not that you, Xiaoqing, are incompetent, it's that this noble young man has seen the world!"
The violent storm that Xiaoqing imagined did not come, but instead came the comfort from her grandma.
"It seems that this young man has seen the big world, and even Xiaoqing can't seduce him. Different from those gangsters, and different from those poor scholars and deadbeat monks, I am afraid that this young man really comes from those aristocratic families, what kind of
Have you never seen a woman?
How could anyone really be tempted by a female ghost like Xiaoqing?
Even if Xiaoqing has practiced the art of bewitching, maybe it is nothing more than that in the eyes of that young master."
Grandma Dryad was talking to herself.
"However, you have not practiced diligently, and your charm skills have fallen behind. You are quite effective at seducing some villagers, savages, and poor scholars. Now that you have met someone with good quality, you are helpless. You are really incompetent. Go away and practice.
Don't be an eyesore in front of me!"
She was still talking to herself, but in the blink of an eye, grandma showed an angry look on her face, flicked her sleeves towards Xiaoqing, and suddenly a strong force blew Xiaoqing away, smashed open the door and window, and flew out.
At this time, the female ghosts were as silent as cicadas, trembling with fear.
In the past, grandma's favorite maids were treated like this. If they, little female ghosts, offended grandma at this juncture, their ashes would be scattered, and they would not even have the chance to be reincarnated in the future.
"Oh, my little girl Qian."
At this time, grandma suddenly slapped her head.
Although Xiaoqian had a stubborn temper, she was a lady before her death and had amazing beauty. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she was like a fish out of thin air.
Even though he is not diligent in practicing the art of charm, he still has extraordinary abilities and has quite a foundation.
That high-quality human young master must not be given up no matter what. No matter what, Xiaoqian must be coaxed into taking action. Only then might it be possible to win over that human young master.
