After a brief silence, Ye Hong suggested, “Let’s go to Xiao Zi’s room and ask her to keep watch for us. We can settle the score with her.”

“Eh~” Yu’er seemed to remember something and asked hesitantly, “Do you like someone watching you…”

The last time he took her to find Qingyi, this time he was going to find Xiaozi. I always felt that he was a little perverted and liked to have other women present when he did things.

“Maybe.” Ye Hong thought for a moment and said uncertainly, “Senior, maybe I am a big scumbag just to merge similar items.”

“You’re saying weird things again.” Yu’er’s face looked a little puffy, which made her even more adorable.

He explained that a scumbag is a person who is unfaithful.

Yu’er didn’t want to listen to it. Looking at the concern and care expressed in his handsome eyes, she actually liked him a little for a moment.

“Hey, are you thinking about something naughty?”

“I was thinking about you.”

Ye Hong continued to stride forward and soon arrived at Xiao Zi’s door.

He stood at the door holding Yu’er and knocked gently, “Xiao Zi, open the door.”

“Oh.” She responded, and answered from inside, “I’m coming~”

Soon, the door opened. Xiao Zi stepped aside to let him in. Then Ye Hong carried Yu’er straight to the carved wooden bed and lowered the bed curtain.

“Sir, aren’t you afraid of being discovered by Madam?” she asked in a low voice.

Ye Hong looked calm and said casually: “Only when you are infinitely close to death can you deeply understand the meaning of life.”

If the mother knew that she had been drinking someone else’s milk, especially a perennial lolita’s, she would probably explode.

Xiao Zi was a little surprised. She took a step forward, reached out and touched her son’s forehead, narrowed her eyes slightly, and said, “You’re not sick.”

Seeing the mocking and teasing expression on her face, Ye Hong couldn’t help but laugh, “Just wait, you little bitch, I’m going to break your ass today.”

Xiao Zi couldn’t help but blush, with a look of ambiguity and subtle playfulness in her eyes. She bit her lower lip lightly, and played with her hands in front of her belly, her knuckles intertwined and twisted into a knot. “What kind of flower? Chrysanthemum or peach blossom…”

“think it yourself.”

Ye Hong was already kneeling on one knee on the bed at this moment. He leaned over and kissed her uncontrollably. Yu’er, who was lying on the bed, reacted greatly, as if she had received a strong stimulation, and her little face turned red all of a sudden.

After Ye Hong finished the kiss, he saw her staring at him and explained, “You can’t take off your clothes right from the start.”

“No need to explain!” Yu’er glared at him and said angrily.

Xiao Zi stared at them for a long time, and suddenly there was a smile in her eyes. She came to sit down beside the bed, helped hold down Yu’er’s hands, and said maliciously: “Senior, is this how you seduce men?”

Ye Hong was stunned at first, then he understood. This damn girl wanted to play a two-person tune, and she was so fancy.

Yu’er pursed her red lips and closed her eyes shyly. Her long eyelashes fluttered gently. Her delicate facial features formed a gentle expression on her face. She shyly waited for him to unbutton her collar and then help her solve her problem.

Xiao Zi was very satisfied seeing this. There was a sense of happiness in doing this. Once you set foot on the road of desire, it would be difficult to turn back.

Yu’er felt him getting closer and closer nervously, until her skin felt his breath and he gently brushed over all the beautiful things on her body… She was also quite overwhelmed by his gentle treatment and felt a little overwhelmed that even her breathing became unstable.

Me, why am I like this?

Didn’t the original body say that? He should be put first in everything, his feelings should be considered first in everything, and if necessary, he could even die for him and be devoured by him.

Because it was just a ginseng fruit and a divine thought that formed an incarnation that came into being.

She naturally lived the way she is now.

Today’s situation was destined.

Yu’er opened her eyes wide, her gaze gradually blurred, her cheeks flushed like clouds, Ye Hong quickly helped her put her clothes back on, and lay down beside her. Xiao Zi embraced him and asked affectionately: “Is it delicious? What does it taste like?”

“Ginseng soaked in milk.” He opened his mouth and said, “Do you want to taste it?”

“No way.” Xiao Zi smiled, then lowered her head shyly.

But this was not entirely out of shyness. The two of them seldom kissed each other, and she was a little uncomfortable with it.

Ye Hong did not force it, and immediately asked: “Is there a way to solve it?”

It is absolutely not a solution to continue like this.

Xiao Zi knew what he was referring to. She raised her hand and ruffled his hair, then said something else, “Isn’t this great?”

Why change the status quo?

Chapter 147 Goodnight

Ye Hong lay on the bed, holding Yu’er in his arms affectionately, while Xiao Zi hugged her head.

The three of them leaned on each other, their ears rubbing, their skin touching, and they were naturally affectionate and inseparable.

Life is short, even if there is only a little bit of happiness, it will make me extremely satisfied.

Yu’er was lying on his shoulders in his arms, her body heat coming through the thin clothes, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, her face flushed, her eyelashes trembling a little, Xiao Zi was looking at them with a “love” look on her face, her eyes rolling, her lips curled slightly, “Sir, take a rest.”

In a trance, it seemed like a very long time had passed, and before I knew it, the moon was at its zenith in the sky, bright and gentle, and everything around me became quiet.

It was clearly agreed that they would have a night of passion, but Ye Hong was so cowardly that he chose to go back to his mother’s room to sleep, which was really sad.

There was a dim light on in the bedroom. Ye Wanqing did not rest but sat on the edge of the bed reading a book with cold eyes and cold brows, which gave her a unique feeling of loneliness.

Ye Hong pushed the door open and walked in. She caught a glimpse of her son coming in from the corner of her eye. She looked up in a panic, closed the book in her hand, and stared at her son silently. He said softly, “Mom, I’m not sleepy tonight.”

“Go to sleep. I’ll watch over you. I’ll be here, not going anywhere.”

Ye Wanqing tried to keep a straight face, but her eyes still revealed her subtle emotions. When she saw her son sitting down at the table, she said angrily, “Come closer, why are you sitting so far away?”

As she spoke, she climbed onto the bed and moved her body inwards, making a small space for him beside the bed. She gave him a look, meaning that he should sit there.

Ye Hong had no objection, he wanted to sit directly on his mother, but he was also worried that she would smell him and ask him what he had been doing… But when he got closer, Ye Wanqing just frowned slightly, and then relaxed, as if nothing had happened, and was still as intimate with her son as usual, because this was originally a topic that made people feel powerless, her son’s private life and so on.

Ye Hong slowly let go of his worry. After turning off the lights, the room was dark except for the moonlight. The mother and son chatted for a while, and all they talked about was him.

Ye Wanqing leaned sideways, supporting her head with her elbows, asking him to get under the quilt. However, Ye Hong had his own concerns, so he came to the end of the bed, sat up straight, and leaned his back against it.

This embroidered bed is made of high-quality wood. If you smell it carefully, you can smell the faint sandalwood scent of the wood.

The mother and son shared a quilt. Ye Wanqing asked him to stretch his legs and lifted her legs to make room for him.

Ye Hong recalled the experience of washing her feet that night, and suddenly asked, “Mom, after practicing, do your feet still feel cold?”

Ye Wanqing did not answer, but stared at him intently, her eyes flickering slightly, as if she was a little shy. She did not tell her son her plan, so Ye Hong took the initiative to pick her up and held her on his thighs.

She seemed a little surprised when her son suddenly hugged her legs, and then became timid as if she saw something was wrong.

His mother’s feet were small and exquisite, like porcelain, white, tender and smooth, with two round ankles that were slightly raised and toes that were round and smooth. He hadn’t been close to his mother for several days and was already missing her a little. After such contact, he couldn’t stop wanting her. However, while his mind was full of lustful thoughts, he was still thinking that her feet were still cold.

This is inevitably a bit too strange. Even if a female cultivator has cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage, she will still be taken by secret medicine. Although she is immune to cold and heat, her life foundation is strong and she can live for a long time in the world, her hands and feet are still cold in winter.

Women are women, and in a broader sense, monks are also human beings after all.

For the displaced people, a snowstorm is enough to freeze them to death. As for the high-ranking monks, they still have to avoid thunder disasters. Everyone has his own tribulations and hardships that he cannot overcome.

Everything in the world is changing and flowing, only the way of heaven remains constant.

What does it mean to be truly invincible?

It is probably like the sky, like the eternal night.

Looking at the entire world of immortal cultivation, Ye Hong was unable to determine to what extent the cultivation of various people had progressed, and even the heroes and great men in his own state were unable to fully understand it.

But he can still say that even though there are countless heroes in the world, he is one of the best among them.

“What are you thinking about, little brat?

“Ye Wanqing said coquettishly, hugging my feet and not letting go or saying anything. You are not focused when you are with me. Are you thinking about other women?

Ye Hong came back to his senses, pondered his words, and explained softly: “Mom, I… feel like I’m in a vicious circle of thinking. When I’m with you, I always think – I’m not strong enough, I want to become stronger. Maybe, I’m also avoiding it?” His voice became increasingly depressed as he spoke.

“Is that so?” Ye Wanqing thought for a moment, her expression gentle, “Strength and weakness cannot determine everything. What determines everything is the mentality.”

“One day, my son will be so strong that no one around him can ignore him anymore. But even then, will you bully your mother?”

“If you want to bully your mother…”

Actually…anytime, right?

She gently untied her belt and pulled her long skirt and panties down to her knees. Then she turned around, leaving him with her back to her. Her body was trembling slightly, and she looked like she was ready to be picked by him.

The implication is already very clear that she can acquiesce to some things besides the bottom line.

Ye Hong’s heart was inevitably moved, but the next moment, he realized that his mother had quietly changed, but he did not feel happy. His heart was full of complicated feelings. He crawled out of the quilt and pressed his whole body on her. There was a quilt between them. He whispered in her ear, “Mom, you don’t have to do this for me…”

What else could she do? Push him into another woman’s bed?

This is actually a rather unsolvable problem, as children also have needs in that regard.

When she thought of the soft and sweet baby who had grown up in her arms and now had needs like an adult, she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

Ye Wanqing has experienced the feeling of being haunted by inner demons. The more she doesn’t want to think about it, the more those images she doesn’t want to appear are like a movie playing in her mind, and she can’t stop. It’s the same images every day and every night.

Is he feeling this way too?

At this moment, Ye Hong whispered to his mother that maybe he was really born crooked. He would be tempted and happy when he saw a beautiful woman. But even though he was so lustful, only when he was with her did he feel his heart filled with thousands of tenderness that was indescribable.

I only hope that this love will remain unchanged, that mother and son will be of one mind and heart, and will never be separated for the rest of their lives.

“Mom, don’t look back.”

After saying that, he turned his back to her and solved it by himself. Ye Wanqing felt his body trembling, or rather shaking violently. She was a little nervous, shy, and excited. This was also what she admired about her son. Her face was as thick as a city wall, and finally she couldn’t help but reached out to massage it with trembling hands.

It was this feeling that gradually exuded a sense of fulfillment and joy brought about by her inner growing strength and stability.

I don’t know how long it took, but the mother and son, one after the other, felt satisfied after venting their emotions.

Ye Hong wiped his hands, and felt more and more that what he really wanted in his heart was peace, so he just achieved this peace through a way of venting.

He leaned over and hugged his mother, telling her how he felt at the moment. Ye Wanqing’s blushing face was surprisingly cute, even a little clingy.

He said, Mom, I understand now. This is a complete state. When desire comes, you are completely one with the desire. When the desire goes, there is no drag and you completely break away from the desire. The deeper you are integrated with the desire, the faster you will get out of it.

But she felt a little awkward and didn’t want to hear these words, so she turned around and kissed his forehead.

Good night, son.

Love you mom.

Chapter 148 Entering the Thunder Pool