Looking for green hills

It has been 100 years since Meng Xiao found Lu Qingya. At that time, Lu Qingya had already reincarnated in the world for two lives, and now it is his third life.

Lu Qingya may have a deep relationship with Taoism. After two reincarnations, he went to Taoist temples to become a little Taoist priest. In this life, when Meng Xiao found him, he was only seven or eight years old. In the Taoist temple in Nanshan, there is no way. The family is poor and cannot afford it.

The elders in the Taoist temple named him Zhongnan after Shan. Zhongnan was eight years old and was always hungry. In the early years, it was not easy to be a Taoist priest.

On this day, Xiao Zhongnan was hungry and sat on the edge of the cliff behind the mountain to meditate. In fact, how could a kid as big as him meditate, but he was just starving with his eyes closed.

Just when his stomach was growling with hunger, a mist suddenly rose from the cliff in front of him, and then a cold bamboo fragrance came from the tip of his nose. He opened his eyes, his young face was full of doubts, and he stood motionless. Looking at the cliff in front of him, a purple figure like a blooming dahlia floated slowly from the cliff to his eyes.

The person in front of me is wearing a long purple gown, with blue hair like waterfalls, and thin lips like blood. There is a seductive attitude all over his body, but at the moment, there is water vapor in those seductive eyes: "Lu Qingya, I have finally found you. is you."

He seemed to be fascinated by the person in front of him. Facing such a strange scene, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he jumped off the rock and ran to the person with short legs, asking in a childish voice: "I'm not Lu Qingya, I'm Zhongnan, fairy sister, who are you?"

Meng Xiao smiled wryly, tears slipped from the corner of her eyes, and squatted in front of him: "I'm Meng Xiao, you don't remember me?"

"Hmm..." He shook his head, "I don't know you, sister Shenxian, did you find the wrong person?"

No matter how hard Meng Xiao could bear it, she suddenly hugged him into her arms, tears streaming down her face silently: "I've been looking for you for 100 years, how could I find the wrong one, what I'm looking for is you, it's always been you."

He was embraced by Meng Xiao, and his body suddenly fell into great grief, as if he had been waiting for this purple figure for hundreds of years in the dark. Through the long river of time, he pierced into his young heart like a sharp sword. He was so painful that he couldn't breathe, but he still gently stroked Meng Xiao's back with his small palm, as if sighing and comforting: "Don't cry!" , you found me."

Meng Xiao took him away, and used a meat bun as bait to lead him back to Zhaoyao Mountain. In fact, even if Meng Xiao didn't want to tempt him with food, he would go with Meng Xiao. He didn't know why, he only knew that he was Be sure to follow this beautiful "sister" and never lose him again.

The years in the mountains are leisurely, and Xiao Zhongnan is picked up by Meng Xiao from the bed every morning when he is still asleep, and sits in the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain to meditate and practice. Lu Qingya’s previous life was very sad, drinking and drinking all day long , dragged his body down, so Meng Xiao was very strict with his cultivation in this life, and never let him slack off.

From the day he came to Zhaoyao Mountain, Xiao Zhongnan recognized Meng Xiao as his master. Meng Xiao fed him, gave him drinks, dressed him in neat clothes, and taught him the way of cultivation. Master?

It's just that this master is really beautiful. When he was meditating, Zhong Nan sat next to him, and often secretly opened his eyes to peek at him. His eyebrows, red lips, and white earlobes, and those hidden in the thin fir Underneath the white chest...

Zhong Nan had his first wet dream when he was 16 years old. His dream was full of purple figures, laughing, making noise, or lying under him and crying... He had never seen his glamorous beauty before. His master made such a vivid expression, but he just knew that his master would cry if he was bullied so badly.

I really want to bully Master and cry...

Ever since he had this idea, Zhong Nan began to touch Meng Xiao with his body intentionally or unintentionally. When meditating, he often clings to Meng Xiao. Although the stone is so big, he insists on sticking to Meng Xiao's side tightly. Tired, he was even more daring, lying directly on Meng Xiao's lap, putting his arms around Meng Xiao's waist and burying his face on Meng Xiao's lower abdomen.

He thought that his master would be annoyed that he was so sloppy, but he didn't expect that the master accepted all his rude behavior with a smile, and even gently patted his back with his hand to lull him to sleep when he was lying on the master's lap .

So Zhong Nan became more courageous. One night, Meng Xiao was taking a bath in the stream in the bamboo forest. In the past, Meng Xiao would not let Zhong Nan come out of the room at this time, but Zhong Nan was silent today. He ran to the creek, took off his clothes and jumped in.

Meng Xiao didn't show any panic, she just turned around and lay down on the rock by the stream to look at him: "What are you doing here? You don't listen to what you say as a teacher?"

Meng Xiao was completely naked, lying on the stone with her legs wide open, her skin and flesh exuded a translucent white luster under the moonlight, and her long ink-like hair was scattered on her chest, like a demon who devours souls.Zhong Nan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, stared at him straightly, waded through the stream and walked up to him, bent down like a demon to hold those red lips that kept opening and closing: "Master... I want you... ...I want you to cry under me...I've done it a thousand times in my dreams."

Meng Xiao smiled coquettishly, slid her hand along his waistline between his legs, held it, and said charmingly: "Then what are you waiting for?"