After changing the house, it was almost two o'clock in the morning. Yang Tashan quickly took Xing'er out to buy apps, but when the shops were black, they all closed their doors and closed their doors. For safety, they couldn't open the door at night. The two had no choice but to return to their residence. It seemed that they could only make do with it this night, but it was much better than living in the City God Temple.

I didn't buy anything, and there were only two stools in the room, not even oil lamps. Fortunately, the moon was very good tonight, and it sprinkled into the house through the window lattices, mottled and cold. On this stuffy summer night, it was a little cooler.

With the moonlight, you can roughly see the room.

Yang Tashan said to Xing'er: "You sleep in bed tonight, I'll sleep."

"No! Master, you are sleeping in the bed, Xing'er is sleeping!"

"Nothing! You'll sleep well if you ask you to sleep, why don't you talk so much!"

Yang stepped on the mountain mat, preparing to practice luck. Xing'er also sat cross-legged on the side: "How can the young master sleep? The little maid falls on the bed. Xing'er dares not kill him."

No matter what Yang Tashan said, Xing'er just refused to agree, and finally lay down directly.

Yang Tashan had no choice but to do anything to her. He thought, although it was summer, it was cold, and she had just recovered from a serious illness and was sleeping. If the condition worsened, it would be difficult to deal with. He had to say, "Okay, let's both of us sleep in bed."

Ah? Xing'er got up and blushed and let out a low voice.

Yang Tashan climbed onto the bed, sat cross-legged, and said, "Come on, didn't we sleep together at Chenghuang Temple last night? What's so great about it?

Xing'er gently bit her lip, and felt her cheeks burning in the dark night. Last night was different from now. Last night was the board I slept on, tonight it was a bed. The bed and board made people feel completely different.

However, when she sold her body to bury her mother, she had already said that she would be a slave or a concubine. She did not regret it. It was just that she was still a filial piety and had three years of mourning. What if the young master wanted to have a little time with her?

Xing'er remembered that Yang Tashan not only paid money and worked hard to help him handle the funeral, but even cleaned the body without fear of being dirty or smelly, and buried his mother in the ground. He fell ill late at night, and he looked at the doctor behind his back and took care of him meticulously. Yang Tashan's kindness to him was really unrepaid. Even if he had violated the taboo of living in the ground for three years, he was willing to do so.

Xing'er made up her mind and sat slowly beside the bed. She blushed and took off her dress and only wore a close-fitting underwear. She was a servant. She didn't dare to sleep with her back to the young master, so she lay down on her side facing Yang Tashan. She closed her eyes tightly and felt her heart beating. On such a hot night, her body was trembling. Of course, it was not cold, but nervous.

Yang Tashan was closing his eyes and exerting his skills, but he did not pay attention to Xing'er's movements. It would take him an hour to enter into meditation.

Xing'er was still very nervous at first, but later, she saw Yang Tashan sitting motionlessly and entering into meditation. Half an hour passed. Still motionless, she could only hear the sound of his long breathing. Slowly, she was no longer nervous, but the sleepiness came up. At some point, she fell asleep in a daze.

After Yang stepped into meditation for an hour, he turned around slowly. He felt comfortable all over his body. At this time, the moon had already hidden in the clouds, and the room was dark and wintery. He could not see anything clearly, so he could only roughly feel Xing'er lying on one side.

The house is very stuffy. Unlike the Chenghuang Temple, which is relatively cool on all sides, and she can't sleep with clothes. Yang Tashan hesitated slightly, took off his shirt and lay on the bed with his shirtlessness.

The mattress had some straw, but there was no mattress. She directly spread the sheets on the straw, so it was a bit uncomfortable to sleep on it, and it made a lot of noise when she turned over.

He turned his face to look at Xing'er. The room was very dark, and he could only see a rough outline, which was not real. The bed was very small. He saw Xing'er sleeping in a thin body curled up beside the bed, and almost fell off the bed.

Yang Tashan felt a little distressed, and reached out to carry her in, trying to carry her a little, put his hand on her waist with her hands in, feeling it smooth and soft, and then he realized that she was not wearing a dress. He was shocked and hurriedly withdrew his hand. Just as he withdrew his hand, he obviously felt Xing'er's body tremble slightly, but he still kept his original posture and did not move.

After waiting for a while, seeing Xing'er still sleeping by the bed motionless, Yang Tashan was worried that she would fall off the bed as soon as she turned over. After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth, reached out to hug her slender waist, and pulled her in. Xing'er let out a low moan and snuggled into his arms.

Yang Tashan was full of soft jade and warm fragrance. When something unexpected happened, he was a little surprised. He subconsciously wanted to push her away without thinking. In the darkness, he pressed her on her breasts.

Although Xing'er has lived a hard life since childhood and is thin, she has been in her prime, and her hard life has not stopped her youthful development. Her crisp breasts are like hot steamed buns just out of the cage. Although they are not big, they are round, soft and full of elasticity.

Xing'er's virgin body was touched by a man for the first time, and her whole body was soft. Tan's voice said: "Young Master."

Yang Tashan was also an uninformed person. He was at the age of being full of fantasy for women. He suddenly touched the female breasts. Although it was separated by a slut, it had already made his heart sway and could not be controlled. This girl's call instantly ignited his desire, and the battle flag under his crotch was also fluttering high.

As the desire burned, he rudely pressed Xing'er under his body, trembling with his hands, and was about to pull Xing'er's underwear. Xing'er hugged Yang Tashan's naked and strong body with both hands, as if he was in a cloud and mist.

At this moment, the moon emerged from the clouds and shone into the room coldly. With the moonlight, Yang Tashan saw a crystal-clear tears in the corner of Xing'er's eyes. He suddenly remembered that Xing'er was about to die for three years and possessed her body like this. Although she was grateful, she would not refuse, but she was against her will, which was contrary to her filial piety in her selling herself to bury her mother's filial piety. She helped her fulfill her filial piety. Now she is forcing her to violate filial piety again, which is a bit of a risk to others, not a gentleman.

This flash of thought extinguished Yang Trashan's desire fire for more than half. He turned off Xing'er, lay on the bed with his back on the sky, his eyes looked at his nose, his nose looked at his heart, and his power was intensive. After several cycles of operation, the desire fire in his body was extinguished, and the flags waving under his crotch were obediently silenced.

Yang Tashan secretly felt glad in his heart. Fortunately, the moon appeared in time and allowed him to see Xing'er's tears. Otherwise, he would be sorry for Xing'er's filial piety.

After this incident, he found that he had another ability to use his skills to control his little brother with ease. What's going on? Where did he learn it? It's really strange.

Xing'er was waiting for the young master to enter with her eyes closed. Although she was mentally prepared to repay the young master's kindness with her body, she remembered that her mother had just passed away and she was depressed, but she had to have sex with the young master. She couldn't help but feel miserable, and she couldn't help but shed tears.

But just as the young master was enthusiastic, he suddenly turned over and no longer moved.

Could it be that she was crying to sweep away the young master's interest? Xing'er felt a little guilty, and took advantage of the darkness to hide it, and whispered in a low voice: "Young Master... are you angry with Xing'er?"

Yang Tashan had calmed down and said, "No..."

"Yes...I'm sorry... It's Xing'er's bad..."

"Silly girl! It's me who should apologize. I shouldn't be at this time... I'm sorry!"

Xing'er felt warm and tears flowed down again. She slowly reached out to her hand, hugged Yang Tashan, and whispered: "Young Master...you are so good..."

Yang Tashan reached out and patted her bare shoulders: "Hehe, you are my little maid. Who will I do if I don't treat you well!"

"Thank you, Young Master!" Xing'er whispered, thought for a while, finally plucked up the courage, snuggled into Yang Tashan's arms, and said in a trembling voice: "Young Master... If you want... just want it... you are a good person... my mother won't... I won't blame me..."

Yang Tashan felt the fragrance of her girlish body coming, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He immediately used his skills silently and extinguished the desire in an instant. Then he said, "Xing'er, you are my maid, not my wife and concubine. I can't treat you like this. Besides, you are filial to your mother now, so I can't do this. Be good! Sleep well."

Xing'er was both surprised and ashamed and grateful. She nodded softly, trying to take off Yang Tashan's arms, but she was still hugged by him. Xing'er knew that he wanted to comfort herself in this way, and her heart was warm, so she snuggled in Yang Tashan's wide chest and slowly fell asleep.

The next day, it was dawn, and Yang Tashan woke up. He was used to going to bed early and getting up early to practice martial arts. Although he didn't know when this habit began.

Xing'er was sleeping soundly, and her white lamb showed a small face from the edge of her underwear. She looked at Yang Tashan curiously in the morning light.

Yang Tashan couldn't help but feel aroused in his heart. He quickly turned his eyes and did not dare to look again. He turned over and got out of bed. His movement was a bit big. Xing'er woke up. He opened his eyes and saw that Yang Tashan had already gotten up and was wearing his clothes. He quickly got up, rubbed his eyes, and smiled apologetically: "Young Master... I... I've overslept."

Yang Tashan smiled and said, "We have nothing at home. It's useless for you to wake up early now. Let's sleep for a while."

"How could the young master get up? The little maid is still sleeping soundly!" Xing'er muttered, and quickly got out of bed. He looked down in a daze and saw that he was wearing underwear, with most of his body exposed. He couldn't help but blush with shame, and hurriedly put on his dress. He turned around and looked at Yang Tashan, and saw that he was already dressed neatly and was looking at him with a smile.

Yang Tashan said, "Now the genius is so bright. I want to go outside to practice martial arts. We will go out to buy things later." After that, he opened the door and left.
Chapter completed!