My filial piety has gone bad

"Don't rub it anymore, my uncle has already healed my wound."

Ling Zhouyue suddenly felt something was wrong.

Adultery!

"You were kicked out that day, but you came back with a happy face. Honestly, what did you do with my master at Baicao Peak?"

Xiao Ran pouted.

"Of course it's a weekend."

"what?"

Ling Zhouyue raised her brows slightly, and almost kicked her raised foot, but she finally gritted her teeth and held back, pinching Xiao Ran's shoulder until it creaked.

"That's your uncle. Strictly speaking, it's your ancestor. How can you take a break from generation to generation? You can only take breaks with a master, and only a teacher can sleep with a master. That's reasonable."

What the hell logic?

In this cloth box!

Xiao Ran didn't bother to argue with the drunk, so he just asked casually:

"Master, how do you count those mistresses you mentioned, do they count if they practiced together with you?"

Ling Zhouyue's hands suddenly loosened, turning into a meaningful whirling.

"Of course there are things that are not suitable for children. It's too early to tell you."

Xiao Ran pretended to be curious:

"It's not early, tell me, I'm curious."

"Haha, you're jealous."

Ling Zhouyue laughed heartily.

"I want to say it, and you will be even more jealous."

Xiao Ran was not jealous, but said:

"Being jealous is good for the stomach."

Ling Zhouyue lay on Xiao Ran's back, and moved to Xiao Ran's ear mysteriously, mouthful of alcohol, whispered:

"I instilled them with spiritual power to improve their cultivation. Master was a merciful lover back then."

"..."

Sure enough, you can't even grind tofu!

And delusional to have a baby!

Xiao Ran was not surprised, but Master was lying on his back limply drunk, which made him realize once again what it means to have the vastness of the universe in mind.

"The master instilled in me not only spiritual power, but also the bones of the blood moon. How should I count it?"

"I thought you didn't know? You understand and still treat me like this? You are heartless..."

Ling Zhouyue suddenly became angry, and hit Xiao Ran's head with a jug, because she was too drunk and weak.

Xiao Ran always felt that the atmosphere had deteriorated, so he took out a bamboo hairpin and handed it to the master behind him.

"This is the hairpin my disciple bought in Dongfu City some time ago. I have been busy with my practice recently and forgot about it. I just want to make amends to Master."

Ling Zhouyue glanced in a daze.

This is a sword-shaped bamboo hairpin inlaid with a crescent moon, which suits her very well.

Her hair is usually loose on the back of her head, and the end of her hair is tied with a rope, bamboo sticks or dogtail grass in a braid.

Although casual, but natural free and easy.

Out of curiosity, she suppressed her drunkenness and got up.

Seriously coil up a simple cloud bun, and then insert it obliquely with a hairpin.

"Does it look good?"

Xiao Ran turned around and looked carefully.

Master's cloud bun is very simple, and it is inserted obliquely like a sword.

The sassy sword energy dissipated a lot, but it still carried a beautiful atmosphere.

It's just that in this atmosphere, there is a touch of proud femininity.

The bright moonlight shines through the pine and maple, mottled and sprinkled on the picturesque face of the master, the fragrance floats and the brilliance shines, just like the projection of a fairyland in the world.

Xiao Ran stared blankly, and then said after a while:

"It's beautiful, even more beautiful than the moonlight."

Ling Zhouyue shook her head and smiled.

"I see you are fishing."

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining 8 filial piety points! 】

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining 8 filial piety points! 】

【Congratulations……】

"Yes."

Xiao Ran turned around and sat down, continuing to fish.

Ling Zhouyue couldn't bear the strength of wine, the moonlight, and the sweet mouth of her apprentice, so she sat beside Xiao Ran, leaning on his left shoulder, and fell asleep in a daze.

Still talking nonsense in a daze.

"When I was a teacher flirting with girls... my mouth was so sweet."

Xiao Ran continued to fish, and asked casually:

"Why isn't it sweet now?"

The corner of Ling Zhouyue's mouth was fragrant, and there was a slight smile on her ruddy lips.