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

It stands to reason that the obscene trousers are longer than this cheongsam, why don't they show it?

Could it be that......

Thinking of this possibility, a stream of blood rushed straight to his forehead and almost flowed out of Ling Xiaodong's nose.

He tried his best to calm down his excited mood, took a few deep breaths, and turned his gaze to Yue Yingying who was blushing in front of him again.

Ling Xiaodong looked left and right, and always felt that something was missing?

"Oh right! I'll just say what's missing!"

He took out a pair of ice silk white socks from his pocket, and suddenly realized.

This pair of ice silk white socks should have been a set with the cheongsam and apron, but after being taken away by me, they are often put on Aunt Yun's lap.

After soiling the white socks last time, Ling Xiaodong put them in his pocket after washing them, waiting for the next use.

Yue Yingying looked at something familiar in Ling Xiaodong's hands, and frowned, but they relaxed again in an instant.

She was shocked: "It turns out you took it!"

Ling Xiaodong scratched his head in embarrassment, changed the subject and said:

"This... master, don't worry about these little things. Come, sit on the bed, and my apprentice will help you put it on."

Yue Yingying didn't bother to say anything to him. After all, Ling Xiaodong had even told Ling Xiaodong about the treasonous thing of wanting to marry her master. Stealing a pair of silk stockings was not a big deal in comparison.

She clutched her clothes, and sat on the edge of the bed cautiously, with her beautiful legs tightly closed, making it difficult for Ling Xiaodong to see the truth inside.

Yue Yingying raised her bare feet, lowered her head and said in embarrassment:

"bring it on."

Chapter 113 The One Day Daoist Companion

Holding the ice silk white socks, Ling Xiaodong half-kneeled in front of Yue Yingying.

He looked at the master's delicate bare feet so close at hand, his throat moved slightly and his eyes went straight.

Yue Yingying's feet are beautiful, with white and delicate insteps, long and well-proportioned arches, and slender ankles.

Due to shyness and nervousness, the ten jade toes curled up together, like ten lovely smooth pearls, showing their pink color.

Ling Xiaodong was very close, and instead of smelling any peculiar smell, there was a faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Ling Xiaodong thought to himself, is this the dirt on the fairy body that Li Pengjiao mentioned?

He skillfully rolled up the ice silk white socks in his hand, because he had worn these socks for Aunt Yun several times.

"Master, how can I dress you with your legs closed like this?"

Yue Yingying's pretty face turned red when she heard this, and she realized that she couldn't wear the white socks like this. She hesitated for a moment, and slightly spread her long, plump legs.

Just as Ling Xiaodong was holding her breath and staring intently at the looming mysterious place, Yue Yingying quickly stretched out a pair of small hands to cover her lower body, blocking Ling Xiaodong's unruly sight.

She turned her head away, not daring to look directly at the apprentice in front of her, her snow neck was pink, and said in a trembling voice:

"Put it on fast!"

Ling Xiaodong glanced regretfully, and became even more curious.

Is the master wearing it or not?

"Disciple obeys."

He took the white socks rolled up in his hand and put them on Yueyingying's bare feet, and gradually lifted them upwards. The backs of his fingers inevitably touched the delicate and soft calves. Swipe by the finger.

Yue Yingying closed her eyes tightly, only feeling that Ling Xiaodong's hand was pressing against the inner thigh of her, making her itchy and shy.

Seeing that a pair of white socks had been put on, Ling Xiaodong said dryly, "Master, lift the other leg."

Yue Yingying let out a weak hum and followed Ling Xiaodong's instructions to lift up the other bare foot.

With the first experience, Ling Xiaodong followed the same method and put the second pair of stockings on the master's legs.

The tight top of the ice-silk white stockings sandwiched his fingers between the stockings and the soft and hot inner leg meat. Ling Xiaodong gently traced the delicate leg meat with his fingertips without leaving a trace, and then reluctantly took his hand back.

He didn't get up, but picked up the embroidered shoes on the ground, and grabbed Yue Yingying's soft little feet wrapped in white silk.

Yue Yingying exclaimed.

"Ah! What are you doing!"

"Don't panic, master, I'll put on your shoes for you!"

The feet of a daughter's house are like a man's head, they are places that ordinary people can't touch.

The fiery temperature of Ling Xiaodong's palms slowly spread along her feet, burning her dimples into red, and the soles of her feet itched, making her buttocks move around on the bed restlessly.

Seeing Ling Xiaodong's serious appearance, she had no choice but to close her eyes and meditate in her heart, there is only one day, only one day.

Ling Xiaodong pinched the master's small and lovely three-inch golden lotus. The soft flesh of the sole of the foot was soft and delicate, and the ice silk white socks on the outside added a silky touch, so he couldn't help but squeeze it in his hand and rub it twice , the five jade toes curled up even tighter.

After putting on the two pairs of embroidered shoes, Yue Yingying quickly stood up from the bed and closed her legs tightly again.

"You... are you satisfied?"

She looked at the dazed Ling Xiaodong with shame and annoyance. She had been ticklish since she was a child. When Ling Xiaodong grabbed her soles, she felt like there were countless ants crawling in her heart, but she couldn't show it, so she could only endure it.

Although it was only for a short moment, it was tantamount to torture for her.

"Hey! I'm asking you something! Are you stupid?"

Ling Xiaodong was indeed dumbfounded.

The master used to only wear pure white Taoist robes, like that plain Taoist robes, and Yue Yingying had several of them in her closet. She always looked like a flawless fairy in front of him.

Today, Yue Yingying is wearing an extremely revealing hollow cheongsam, with a large snowy chest exposed, and two long legs wrapped in white socks are straight, and at the junction of the upper end of the stockings and the cloth, the soft and tender legs are like It overflowed from the inside and raised a circle of depressions.

"Master, you are so beautiful..."

"Have you seen enough? I'm going to change back when I've seen enough!"

This outfit is really too cool, it can be said to be shameless!

Yueyingying bit her lower lip lightly with her white teeth, her cheeks were glowing, she never thought that the clothes she bought just out of curiosity at that time could actually harm herself.

"Hey! Don't change! I'm just going to wear this piece of clothing today, and you're not allowed to change back!"

Ling Xiaodong quickly grabbed the master's hand, preventing her from reaching for the Taoist robe on the bed.

He looked up and down, looked at the master who was ashamed and angry, and said with a smirk: "How about going out for a walk with me like this, master? Anyway, there are only female disciples in Qingfeng Temple."

Yue Yingying's eyes widened in shock, letting herself go out in this outfit, it would be better to let herself die!

She slapped Ling Xiaodong hard on the head and said coquettishly:

"You are shameless, I still want shame! If this is seen by others, you will let Master put my old face!"

Yue Yingying thought of the scene where the disciples in the temple were pointing at her, and couldn't help feeling chills.

Also, if my senior sister sees me ostentatiously wearing such indiscreet clothes in the temple, she may take out a ruler like she did when she was a child, and punish herself severely on behalf of her teacher.

no!Absolutely not!

"I'm not discussing with the master..."

Ling Xiaodong looked at Yue Yingying with a smile, and the golden light on her forehead appeared and disappeared.

"Xiaodong~ Save a little face for the master."

Yue Yingying knew that she couldn't resist the restriction of heaven, so she had no choice but to hold Ling Xiaodong's hand and beg softly to her apprentice.

Seeing his master acting coquettishly towards him like this, Ling Xiaodong hesitated.

"This...well, isn't the master blind? It's the kind of robe that was conjured up in the Hundred Thousand Mountains before. As long as the disciples in the temple can't see us, wouldn't it be fine?"

Although Yue Yingying was still reluctant, it was still better than going out on the street dressed like this.

After casting "unremarkable" spells on both of them, she slowly followed Ling Xiaodong out of the room with small steps.

The temple is still full of clouds and mist, like a fairyland on earth.

Ling Xiaodong took a deep breath of the extremely dense spiritual mist in the air, and felt refreshed. He didn't know whether it was the effect of this blessed place or the fulfillment of his long-term wish.

"Master, let's go!"

He turned around and grabbed Yue Yingying's Rou Yi, and walked with her on the bluestone avenue of Qingfengguan.

For some reason, there was no one in the temple at this time, which also made Yue Yingying feel a little relieved, and even took a bigger step forward.

Ling Xiaodong glanced sideways at the extremely high slits of the light blue cheongsam, but there was no trace of any panties.

Is the master wearing it or not?

Chapter 114 One Day Daoist Companion (Continued 1)

Ling Xiaodong and Yue Yingying held hands, walking like a normal couple in the clouds filled with spiritual energy.

Just looking at the appearance and temperament, the young man in white is as handsome as a crown jade, and the woman in blue is as bright as the bright moon, spotless, like a pair of golden boy and jade girl, it is a match made in heaven.

Yue Yingying's small hand was held in Ling Xiaodong's palm, and she was slightly sweating.

At the beginning, she lowered her head and her ears were red. She only dared to follow Ling Xiaodong half a body, and let him pull her forward. There is always a sense of strangeness.

However, the two of them walked for a long time and found that there was not even a single disciple in the temple. Yue Yingying gradually got used to it, speeding up her pace slightly and walking side by side with Ling Xiaodong beside her.

The sound of footsteps echoed on the empty avenue.

Neither of them said a word, they just walked quietly on Qingshi Avenue, but neither of them felt embarrassed, because for this pair of master and apprentice, the relationship of wanting to talk to each other has long passed.

She quietly looked sideways at Ling Xiaodong who was a whole head taller than herself, and sighed in her heart.

He was obviously a kid a few years ago, how did he grow so tall in just a few years?

Ling Xiaodong's palm was much larger than Yue Yingying's small hand, and he almost held her entire Rouyi in his hand. The hot temperature in his palm made Yue Yingying's pretty face blush slightly.

Even his hands are so big, how time flies, even a child has grown into such an imposing young man in a blink of an eye, and even has the courage to bully his master and destroy his ancestors.

Thinking of the end, Yue Yingying couldn't help complaining in her heart, but she couldn't blame anyone else, she could only blame herself for being incompetent in teaching disciples.

Yue Yingying believes that human nature is inherently good. Ling Xiaodong was as pure as a piece of white paper when he went up the mountain, and he didn't even have any memory of the past.

She felt that Ling Xiaodong had become what he was now, and her education as a master had truly failed.

But fortunately, I found out in time that after today, I must be a good teacher again, and I can't let others snatch my apprentice away.

Yue Yingying felt a little itchy when she thought of that Li Pengjiao.

As for today...

Yue Yingying held Ling Xiaodong's hand slightly.

Don't leave any regrets for your apprentice today, it can be regarded as fulfilling his wish.

But what does he like about himself?When did it start?

Although Yue Yingying was curious, she didn't ask Ling Xiaodong this question.

Because everything will end today, and these things will no longer matter.

Just when Yue Yingying was thinking wildly, a human voice suddenly came from not far in front, which startled her, and instinctively shrank behind Ling Xiaodong.

Through the layers of white fog in front of the eyes, a group of figures gradually changed from blurred to clear.

The leader is Ye Yiyun, the master of the temple. Behind her is a group of female disciples carrying bamboo baskets. Inside the baskets are some spiritual plants with mud. The boots of those disciples are also full of mud. Return from the mountains.

"Monastery Lord, this thing is so heavy, let's take a rest."

Several female disciples were a little staggering, with a basket full of spirit plants on their backs, and they moaned and complained about how sore their legs and feet were.

Ye Yiyun looked helplessly at the disciples behind him and had no choice but to wave.

"Let's put things down first, don't worry, anyway, I have to go into the mountain later."

It was said that the nuns, big and small, let out long wailing.

"Ah~ Guanzhu, these elixirs grow on the mountain and can't run away, so we won't be in a hurry to pick them again in the future!"

Ye Yiyun gave them a blank look.