I Am An Authentic Immortal, But I Am A Big Villain

"Young...young master, this servant will serve you...to change your clothes."

The voice was much louder than before, but it could be heard that the voice was slightly trembling.

That fair neck like a swan was already stained with a touch of blush, and Ye Yun couldn't continue to flirt with Yue Mingkong.

Letting go of her jade hand, Ye Yun stood up straight, and opened her hands to wait for Yue Mingkong's service.

"Okay, then you come."

Sitting on the bed, Yue Mingkong, whose heart was beating above 120, quickly got out of bed.

But he was only wearing obscene clothes, which made Yue Mingkong feel a little bit cold.

Stretching out a pair of trembling little hands, he gently untied Ye Yun's clothes.

The whole changing process lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour, and Ye Yun was already standing impatiently.

Only then did Yue Mingkong finally let go of his last shackles.

As soon as he picked up Yue Mingkong, he put her down on the bed, and the two looked at each other.

She could clearly see the possessiveness in Ye Yun's eyes.

She turned her head aside shyly and said in a low voice.

"Please... Please Young Master have pity... pity."

"Mingkong, I will love you very much."

After finishing speaking, Ye Yun waved his hand lightly, and the luminous stone in the room dimmed instantly.

It was a night of ups and downs.

System "Ding!..."

the next day.

Early in the morning, Xia He and Qiu Lan were already waiting outside the door.

They are ready to help Ye Yun wash up and have been waiting here for a long time.

Knowing that the people in the house were still sleeping soundly, the two of them didn't bother, but waited quietly outside the door.

Qiu Lan, who was really bored while waiting, suddenly asked curiously.

"Sister Xia He, how long did you say Yue Mingkong lasted last night?"

Xia He never expected that Qiu Lan would ask such a question so boldly.

It's just shameless!

With a blush on Qiao's face, Xia He pretended to hit Qiulan, and scolded.

"Lan'er, why are you so shameless? Discuss such things!

You are talking about the young master behind his back, don't let the young master know, or you won't get good results. "

She didn't want to continue entangled in this issue.

Being scolded, Qiulan pouted slightly.

"Oh! Sister Xia He, there are only the two of us here, and the young master hasn't woken up yet, so just tell me!

Anyway, the two of us have nothing to do here, so we just have nothing to do and chat. "

"Nothing to talk about!"

Xia He didn't want to continue discussing this issue, so he directly cut off the issue.

Not getting the answer she wanted, Qiulan shook her head helplessly.

"Um……"

At this moment, a familiar voice came from inside the house.

The two of them could tell that it was Ye Yun's voice.

"Knock knock knock!"

"Young master, do you need servants to help you wash up now?"

After a while, Ye Yun's voice finally sounded in the room.

"come in."

After hearing the voice from inside the house, Xia He and Qiu Lan dared to open the door and walk in.

As soon as he walked in, no one saw Ye Yun who had left the bed.

Seeing Ye Yun stretching, although it was not the first time they met, the two of them still blushed.

Blushing, the two went over to help Ye Yun wash up.

After washing and changing, Ye Yun turned his head and glanced at Yue Mingkong who was still pretending to be asleep on the bed.

"Now that you're awake, hurry up and wash up. By the way, pay attention to rest today, and don't forget the boarding time.

Xia He, Qiu Lan, and Ming Kong will ask you two to take care of them. "

"Yes, young master!" x2

The two responded quickly.

And Yue Mingkong, who was lying on the bed and still pretending to sleep, naturally heard the words, but there was no movement. She was embarrassed to face Ye Yun at the moment.

As for facing Ye Yun in the future, that is also a matter of the future, not now.

Afterwards, Ye Yun left the own room.

After Ye Yun left, Xia He and Qiu Lan looked at each other, and at Yue Mingkong who was still on the bed without any movement.

Xia He, who came to the bed first, bent down and whispered next to Yue Mingkong.

"Ming Kong, how...how do you feel? Do you want to wash up now?"

"Young master...is the young master gone?"

Yue Mingkong had a slightly hoarse voice.

Hearing this slightly hoarse voice, Xia He didn't feel anything strange.

Last time, Qiulan's voice was actually more hoarse, and it was not until the next day that it almost recovered.

Compared to Qiulan, Yue Mingkong is much, much, much better.

Patting Yue Mingkong's shoulder lightly, Xia He said softly.

"Well, the young master is gone."

After receiving such a response, Yue Mingkong made a movement, sat up slowly, and covered the whiteness on his chest with the quilt.

Her hair was a little messy, but it couldn't conceal the beauty of Yue Mingkong.

After last night, the beautiful girl has grown into a woman, with less youthfulness and more charm.

Moved his body slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable, Yue Mingkong frowned slightly.

Xia He naturally understood what kind of experience this was, and carefully supported Yue Mingkong.

As soon as he turned his head, Yue Mingkong saw the bright red on the bed sheet, and his pretty face blushed instantly.

"Xia... Sister Xia He, can you... keep this thing for me."

The reason why I want to ask Xia He is because everything here belongs to Ye Yun.

She is just a personal maid, if you want to get something, it is best to ask Xia He who has been with you the longest.

Turning her head to take a look, Xia He naturally understood what it was, and nodded with a smile.

"Of course, don't worry, the young master won't blame you for such a small matter.

And this thing is no longer usable, you can just pick it up yourself, and just replace it with a new one. "

With Xia He's words, Yue Mingkong breathed a sigh of relief.

For a young girl who has just experienced human affairs, this thing is very important, and she wants to keep it well.

Not only Yue Mingkong, Xia He and Qiu Lan actually kept this thing.

At this time, Qiulan couldn't wait to come to Yue Mingkong's side and asked in a low voice.

"Ming Kong, may I ask, how long did it take you to beg for mercy?"

Good guy!

It turned out to be such an explosive question at first, and Yue Mingkong's face was blushing on the spot when he heard this question.

She never expected that Qiulan would ask such an explicit question.

How does this make me answer?

Can this question be answered by itself?

Obviously not!

Xia He gave Qiulan a hard look.

"Okay, Lan'er, didn't I just talk about you? Why are you asking this question again now? I think your skin is itchy again, do you want me to help you?"

Saying that, Xia He raised his right hand, pretending to hit Qiulan.