There Are Always Rebels Who Want to Deceive Their Teachers and Despise Their Ancestors

Is she still the silly dragon who knew nothing and only knew how to play tricks?

It seems that it has become a little different.

The atmosphere in the room was a little dignified for a while.

The empty bowl in Ye Danqing's hand suddenly weighed thousands of pounds, an inexplicable emotion stirred in his heart, and he couldn't utter a word like a sting in his throat.

"Master... what do you think... how does it taste?" Ao Meng murmured for a long time before summoning up the courage to ask.

Ye Danqing opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound at first.

After a deep breath, he calmed down his turbulent mood, and slowly handed over the empty bowl, "Thank you. Ao Meng."

This is what I have always wanted, a good disciple who respects the teacher and the Tao.

"Master. You are too polite." Ao Meng took the empty bowl with both hands, and smiled with thin lips, "This is what I should do."

"Yeah." Ye Danqing nodded noncommittally and asked curiously, "Why, do you think of making me sober soup?"

This is not something that Ao Meng can think of.

According to common sense, even if she doesn't do strange things while I'm sleeping, she's not so considerate, right?

In connection with the provocative behavior of Cai Ao Meng wiping the corner of my mouth, the Purple Shirt Dragon Emperor and Ao Qingwei secretly came up with a lot of ideas.

I know this is the case, but I still don't hate similar behavior?

"..."

"Don't hide it from the master. These things were taught to me by my grandma and my little aunt." Ao Meng raised her head slowly, and a little smugness appeared between her brows, "Am I very gentle like this?"

"You, you." Ye Danqing shook his head and laughed, and got out of bed.

Ao Meng quickly put down the empty bowl and went forward, "Master. Do you want me to serve you and change your clothes?"

"Your Majesty. I'll help you..." The Purple Scale Queen stepped forward at the same time.

"Qingwei, don't make trouble." Zishan Longhuang grabbed her wrist and stopped her, "This is a rare opportunity for Xiaomeng to perform."

"Oh." Queen Zilin was a little unwilling, but nodded.

"No need. When we reach our realm, what do we need to change?" Ye Danqing shook and put on a clean and tidy green mountain robe, which became more and more immortal.

"It's boring." Ao Meng curled her lips in dissatisfaction, and said subconsciously: "I still want to practice the "Twelve Dos and Don'ts of a Good Wife" that I just learned."

"Xiaomeng. Why are you all exposed?"

"Little Mengmeng. You, you."

The Purple Shirt Dragon King and the Purple Scale Queen are both angry and funny.

"Ah oh." Ao Meng covered Cherry's mouth reflexively, and pinched Xiaoman's waist confidently, "I and Shizun have both met our parents, and getting married is a matter of time."

"Huh?" Ye Danqing was stunned by what they said about you and me, "Ao Meng. Didn't you plan to... give up the jockey Mie... don't you know what to do if you lost your way?"

Give me back the feeling just now.You rebellious disciple!

"How to get lost? What lost?" Ao Meng didn't turn her head and snorted softly, "I'm walking on the bright road of 'wife, teacher and ancestor'."

[Ao Meng's Disciple Point +5]

"You disobedient, still haven't forgotten the jockey Miaozu?" Ye Danqing's anger rose.

Ao Meng felt her master's terrifying aura coming over, her tender body trembled, and quickly defended: "Yes...it's the 'wife' of 'wife'...wife teacher Meizu."

Chapter 99 People drink, Ao Meng suffers

Ao Meng's attacking attack suddenly softened, disrupting Ye Danqing's rhythm.

Originally, as long as Ao Meng tried to get tough, Ye Danqing could force her down.

This feeling right now is like...

When she took out a real knife and a real gun and was about to have a big fight with the other party; she actually put down her weapon and kept feeding, secretly, and winking at herself?

I'm going to fight with you; you're better off, want to fight me directly?

Don't bring such a thing?

"Aomeng, you...I...you...this...isn't right?" Ye Danqing couldn't figure it out at the time, and didn't know how to react for a while.

[You won't let my jockey Mizu...my wife and teacher Meizu can't do it? ] Ao Meng was proud of her small victory.

She held the Purple Shirt Dragon King in one hand and the Purple Scale Queen in the other, and thankfully introduced: "This is a new word that my grandma and aunt taught me."

"Purple-shirted Dragon Emperor! Ao Qingwei!" Ye Danqing gnashed his teeth and glared away when he learned of the perpetrator, "What word did you invent?"

Sure enough, you are a gang committing crimes.

Ao Meng, she is not a dragon fighting.

Dangerous!

"..."

"Your Excellency. I have a stomachache, go and make it easier."

"Your Majesty. I...I...I'll accompany my mother to the convenience."

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the two "Dragon Head Military Mentors", the Purple Shirt Dragon King and the Purple Scale Queen, ran away without even giving Ye Danqing a chance to complain.

Before leaving, they gave Ao Meng a resentful look... You are really good at selling your teammates, Xiao Meng (Xiao Meng Meng).

"Eh? Grandma, little aunt. Am I right?" Ao Meng looked at the fleeting back of the mother and daughter, confused.

Am I not thanking you?

"Ao Meng. You also go out." Ye Danqing's thoughts were confused, and he wanted to be alone for a while... I have never encountered this offensive of "wife teacher Meizu".

What to do?

"Then I'll go back to my room first, so I won't disturb Master's rest." Ao Meng replied reluctantly, and raised her feet to leave.

It wasn't until she walked out of the room that she reacted to a question, turned around and said in a low voice, "That's not right. Master. This is my room."

"Your room?" Ye Danqing was stunned. After looking around, all he saw was the beautiful decoration of the girl's boudoir.

On the dressing table not far away, a water-blue apron, silver-white trousers, and a goose-yellow shirt and skirt that almost fell to the ground were also casually thrown.

Take a closer look...

This is not only Ao Meng's "room", but also Ao Meng's room.

The overall style of the room is clearly Ao Meng's boudoir, not the guest room in Wanjunlei Palace.

[The domain of the Jinlong lineage, the Dari Tiangong, is at least nearly ten thousand miles away from the Wanjunlei Palace of the Zilong lineage.How did I run so far when I was drunk? ] A bunch of question marks appeared on Ye Danqing's forehead.

Even stranger is...

Even if he is drunk, he shouldn't run directly into Ao Meng's boudoir.

Could it be that this was remembered in my past life...

wrong.

I don't remember living in Ao Meng's boudoir in my past life.Apart from that dark history, the only place I lived for a long time was the master's boudoir.

"Master. Do you have a lot of questions?" Ao Meng put her arms around her proud chest and raised her chin slightly, "For example, why did you come to my room?"

Ye Danqing frowned, "What the hell is going on?"

"Of course, our cave... woohoo!"

As soon as Ao Meng opened her mouth, her forehead was crushed, and she said angrily, "Master. Anyway, let me finish the joke."

"I won't be chaotic after drinking." Ye Danqing rolled her eyes at her angrily, got up and walked outside.

Then, a majestic golden figure on the soft collapse entered the eyes of the moon, flashing colorful brilliance in the light of the rising sun, carrying the extraordinary heroic dragon emperor coming into the world...

"Golden Dragon Emperor?"

Ye Danqing looked at Ao Meng in the inner room, and then at Jinhui Dragon Emperor who slowly opened his eyes, with more doubts in his heart, "Why are you also in Ao Meng's room?"

I went to the wrong room, so it's not like you went to the wrong room, right?

"What do you think?"

Jinhui Dragon Sovereign snorted softly, his face full of resentment, "We got drunk together...why are you in the inner room? My father sleeps in the outer room? I don't even bother to send me back to my room."

With this expression, it was as if the little lover in his previous life had moved away from love, and the empty bowl in his hand was almost crushed in anger.

[Don't act like I've taken love with a knife. ] Ye Danqing murmured, and walked slowly to the table to sit down, "Longhuang doesn't seem to be in a good mood?"

Couldn't we just hang out and chat and drink together last night?

What happened to you all of a sudden?

"..."

"Alas. As expected, the women's college didn't stay." Jinhui Longhuang didn't turn his head away and sighed deeply.

It was originally a hopeful morning, and his figure seemed particularly lonely.

Ye Danqing had more questions in his heart.

"Father. You don't eat Master's vinegar, do you?" Ao Meng smiled ingratiatingly, and walked over slowly, "Don't you also have a share of the hangover soup I made?"

"Yeah. I can taste your cooking skills in my lifetime, thanks to your honor." Jinhui Longhuang said these words through gritted teeth.

The sour smell in the room became stronger.

Any old father sees that his daughter, who has never been able to do anything, works so hard, so considerately, and so diligently to change herself for the man she loves, and her jealousy will soar.

What bothered him even more was...

He still can't tell who is the "cabbage" and who is the "pig" that is the cabbage.

Angry!

"..."

[Blame me. ] Ye Danqing shrugged and raised his hand, "Ao Meng, come here and tell me what happened last night?"

"What happened last night..."

Ao Mengyingying sat between Ye Danqing and Jinhui Dragon Emperor, and after pondering for a while with thin lips and slender fingertips, her innocent eyes suddenly became very resentful.