Qiu Youyou then let go of her silver teeth, looked down, and saw two rows of small tooth marks bitten on her shoulder, feeling a little guilty, and licked it with her lilac tongue again...

?!

Zuo Lingquan got up with a slight stroke!

Miss Qiu faced each other, noticed something was wrong, frowned, her eyes changed from blur to a little panic, and she was a little away:

"Zuo Dazhuang, you...you're endless, right?"

Zuo Lingquan hugged Guagua and hugged her tightly in her arms, a little innocent:

"I can't blame me, you seduce me..."

"Who seduced you?"

Miss Qiu was so scared that she had no strength to run away, and she actually made a move and wanted to press the outshelf sword with her hands: "Be honest, I will only be the last time..."

"Hey hey hey no!" Zuo Lingquan hurriedly held Guagua's poisonous hand to avoid being cut off: "Okay okay, it's another time today. Can I hold you? It's a puppy."

Miss Qiu was pointed at by a sharp weapon and did not believe it at all: "You put away the sword first!"

“…?”

Zuo Lingquan was so amused that he secretly stopped his energy and slowly suppressed the flames in his heart.

Miss Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, then got closer and continued to lean in Zuo Lingquan's arms.

But just after a while, the footsteps of "dongdongdongdong--" came from outside, and the sound of two birds:

"I don't learn well at a young age..."

"Sister Yingying, I was wrong..."

"Jijiji..."

...

Miss Qiu was shocked and remembered that there were more than two people in this world; there were Qiu Tao and Senior Yingying waiting to be visited outside.

Miss Qiu's face turned red and she twisted and wanted to get up:

"I... it's time for me to go out, if Senior Yingying and Qiutao discover it..."

Zuo Lingquan hugged Qiu Youyou and did not let go, comforting softly:

"Stay good rest, wait until you fall asleep, I'll go out to explain."

Miss Qiu didn't even want to move. Zuo Lingquan said this, and she naturally closed her eyes, thought about it and said:

"Why did Senior Yingying suddenly get angry? She is still chasing Qiutao to clean up?"

"I guess I found Qiutao reading idle books."

"What idle books?"

"It's just a book that describes what we are now."

?

Miss Qiu knew about such books, but had never read them. She felt that such a painful thing should be difficult to write, so she asked:

"Do you have it there? Show me a look."

"this……"

Zuo Lingquan looked like a gentleman. He wanted to say nothing, but he was really sorry. After thinking about it, he still picked up a copy.

Miss Qiu saw that Zuo Lingquan was really hiding these books that were not worthy of being on the table, and her impression of the lover being inappropriate was deepened.

She knew that Zuo Lingquan would not show her the "ruthless guy", so she took the Linglong Pavilion, which looked like a pagoda, and checked it out by herself.

Zuo Lingquan's face changed. He wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

Zuo Lingquan has more than one Linglong Pavilion, the big one is equipped with cultivation materials. The Linglong Pavilion, which looks like a pagoda, is his first Linglong Pavilion. The space is too small and it is used to hold various unimportant daily necessities.

Miss Qiu was searching for the spiritual sense in the pagoda-shaped Linglong Pavilion. She wanted to find books, but when she saw that in the Linglong Pavilion, which was not very space, except for some daily utensils and miscellaneous books, the others were full of colorful clothes, colorful tail bells, and various props that she couldn't understand.

?!

Miss Qiu's elegant face showed a hint of surprise, just like an innocent girl, who broke into the old erotic storage room.

"Guagua, um..." Zuo Lingquan's expression was awkward.

Miss Qiu's eyes were very strange. She hesitated for a while and took out a peony-shaped "tea cup lid" with a small bell on it, flipped and looked:

“What is this for?”

Zuo Lingquan's old face was a little uneasy, so he took the "blood droplet" and sucked it on the top of the bun.

jingle--

Miss Qiu shrank slightly, raised the bell and whistled, looked down and understood the meaning, and the shock and weirdness in her eyes became deeper:

"There are some such things? You are so... so naughty... What about this? Don't try it on me, just say it."

Zuo Lingquan held the pendant, but it was hard to explain, so he held it in his hand and shook it, and the pendant made a sound:

"Good brother, Baoer is wrong..."

?!

Miss Qiu widened her eyes, shocked and suspicious:

"Is this Lingye's voice?"

"Yes. I recorded it secretly, don't tell Lingye, otherwise it will be confiscated by Lingye."

"Shameless... I thought she was so powerful, so it turned out that there were times when I beg for mercy..."

Miss Qiu looked at it carefully for a moment, then helped Zuo Lingquan put it away, then took out all kinds of small things, asked about usage, asked about disgust, and ridicule.

Zuo Lingquan felt that his image as the "Justice Sword Immortal" collapsed in front of Guagua, but there was nothing he could do.

After all, he could not push these objects to Wanwan, the "master of the Boudoir Refining Tool" and as a user, he had to take the blame...

-----

Thousands of miles away, the top of Xiangyang Mountain.

The lake surface as flat as a mirror, divides two worlds.

There is ice and snow on the water, and a tree of cold plum blossoms quietly blooms in the wind and snow.

Under the water, there were red flowers and green willows, fragrant grass, and a quiet and elegant woman, holding a little girl in a skirt, walking slowly among the flowers, laughter and joy came from the water:

"Master, your Taoist practice is so high, will you suddenly become a butterfly and fly to the sky, and don't be shining?"

"Master doesn't know. What if Yingying really flew away in the future?"

"Hmph! If Master really flies away, Yingying will be naughty and become a fat girl. If Master can't stand it, he will definitely come back and hit Yingying's butt..."

"hehe……"

...

The picture comes from thousands of years ago, but it seems to have happened yesterday.

A gentle and elegant woman with no change in appearance and clothes, sat on the side of the Qintai by the lake, staring at the warmth of the water yesterday, and her eyes felt like she was a different world.

Yingying was so innocent back then, so why did she grow up...ah...

When the plum blossoms are close to the water, the lake surface is divided into two and becomes Yuanyang Lake.

On the left side of the lake is a lively and cute scene of Yingying in her childhood, and a silhouette of Yutang's meticulous and serious practice.

And on the right side of the lake, these two girls are also there.

Yingying was still lively and cute. She lay on the pillow, her feet wearing black stockings swaying intertwined, chattering and filthy words.

Yu Tang was still persistent and his cheeks were buried on the pillow. Even if he was trembling, he still didn't say anything, just like he was asleep.

Mei Jinshui can't bear to look at this scene until now.

At this time, I seriously recalled Yingying's childhood images in order to find the innocent and cute little Yingying in my heart, so as not to replace the memories she has treasured to this day.

But unfortunately, after a few months, these scenes have been deeply engraved in my mind and I can't forget them. The innocent Xiao Yingying in her heart is likely to never come back.

"well……"

Mei Jinshui sighed softly, picked up a collection of poems that had just been compiled, and looked at the words "Lingquan Giving to Mr. Mei" above, and her eyes were a little complicated.

After all, the one who can't come back with Xiao Yingying is also the humble gentleman with superb swordsmanship and a straightforward expression.

Although no one in the world is perfect, the contrast between that person is too great - wearing clothes is not as good as the world's fireworks, and taking off my clothes I am a erotic demon in the Nine Continents!

Now the image of that person in her heart has completely become a slut who licks everything; when I think back, my first impression is no longer the young man in white who speaks the quatrain of the poem, but the strong chest muscles with sweat beads...

I noticed that my thoughts were a little floating, and the plum's eyelashes moved slightly, so I took back my thoughts of wandering thousands of miles, and the lake surface also restored the reflection of the ice, snow and cold plum.

After sitting quietly by the lake for a long time, footsteps sounded from the stone path behind.

Stepping on—

In the plum blossom forest, a female cultivator in Xiangyang City dressed in the costume of an elder, walked slowly to the lakeside and bowed from afar:
To be continued...