Dressed like a real daughter, she leads a billionaire CEO to abuse a wealthy family

"A great talent who has cultivated a pure body for three hundred years. As long as we become a Taoist couple, he can help me reach heaven in one step."

"The road to immortality is right in front of us, how can we let you stop it?"

"You, a little incompetent disciple, still want to stop me, you simply don't know how to live or die. When your master and I ascend to the great road, you will have no choice but to stay buried under the peach forest and watch us live together."

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The past events were chaotic, like the sound of silent wind in the bamboo forest, echoing in his ears over and over again.

The young man suddenly smiled.

After not seeing the sun for many years, his face that looked increasingly porcelain-white loomed among the peach trees. He was clearly dressed in plain clothes, but there was a bit of evil aura about him.

Flee away, scorching its beauty.

The sudden change in temperament stunned the male vixens across from him...

When Yin Tong hurried back from outside, as soon as he stepped into the courtyard gate, he saw a rare young man pruning peach branches, and the already blooming mountain flowers fell layer by layer, forming a beautiful pink color on the ground.

"You...didn't you say that everything should be allowed to take its course, and it doesn't matter if the branches don't look good?" Yin Tong felt guilty, not sure whether those vixens had exposed their secrets, so she had nothing to say.

The young man turned back with the scissors. A lot of petals fell on his shoulders and on his head. He smiled softly, like a fairy in a flower. "Some twigs have rotted ends. They are pruned for better survival."

"Oh." Yin Tong didn't understand this either. His mind had long been attracted by his overly good-looking face, "Then come over and eat. Don't cut it yet."

After saying that, he walked over and stretched out his paw that was ready to move, and successfully held the young man's hand.

The young man's palms were clean and warm, and his knuckles were long and covered with a thin layer of calluses, as tender as his face.

In the past, the boy would always avoid him when he got close. This was the first time he didn't resist.

Yintong was a little happy, and immediately forgot about the original thing that came in a hurry, and just piled the food brought back from the mountain in front of him like a treasure.

"These are all delicious food from outside. You must have never eaten them in Feitiandu."

"Yes." The young man nodded, just lowered his eyes and ate quietly, without asking her where she went.

Yintong propped up her chin and stared at him, feeling that this man was becoming more and more pleasing to his eyes, and he was good at everything.

I don't feel like it usually, but now I miss him a little bit when I've been away for a long time.

After eating, she carried the empty food box. Seeing that the boy was going back to cut flowers, she couldn't help but ask: "Do you still want to go back to the Medicine Master's Gate now?"

"Huh?" The young man looked back in confusion, and after thinking for a moment, he smiled and said: "No, I don't want to, it's pretty good here."

Yintong got the answer and left happily, feeling the spring breeze swirling under her feet.

The boy listened to the ditty hummed by the girl across the wall, walked to a peach tree, took away the small hoe for weeding, and then slowly returned to the house.

The setting sun fell under the peach tree covered with petals, and there was a fox paw mixed with blood lying across it. The smell of blood spread, but was quickly diluted by the overwhelming sweet fragrance of peach blossoms.

And a member of the Fox clan who disappeared for no reason was quickly forgotten.

Anyway, they are restless by nature, so it is not unusual for them to wander outside the mountains.

At night, the boss of Yinshan rarely suffered from insomnia.

Thinking about the hand I caught during the day and the warmth in my palm, I feel like grass has grown in my heart.

bang bang.

She slapped the bed board angrily and summoned a goblin, "Tell Jiang Ziheng to come see me."

The goblin was a little hedgehog. He suddenly appeared and took the task very wisely.

"Yes."

Then he got into the ground and left without daring to ask any more questions.

When it arrived in front of the yard, it was almost frightened when it saw a person standing under the dark eaves.

"Mr. Heng is up so late at night, what are you doing here?"

The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the moonlight fell on the young man's shoulders, making his hair black and his lips redder and whiter.

It obviously has a standard pretty face, but at this moment, the person who looks away from the night sky and falls on it is inexplicably frightened.

Those eyes were so black that no light could pass through them, trying to swallow up everything in the world.

"What's the matter?" the young man asked, his tone not as timid as usual.

The goblin was so frightened that he didn't notice this and just replied blankly, "The boss wants to see you."

The young man continued to stare at it, and just as the goblin's body exploded with thorns, automatically turning on defense mode to resist the unknown sense of danger, the young man's lips suddenly curved.

"understood."

He walked casually out into the courtyard, his figure covered with a long gown under the moonlight tall and elegant. He didn't look like a disciple of a small sect at all. Instead, he had a natural aura of nobility.

But the goblin didn't dare to look. He had already burrowed into the soil and fled for his life by instinct.

The yin-pupil pancake waited so hard that he almost ran over by himself. Then he remembered that he was disguised as a little monster and could only approach Jiang Ziheng during the day. For a while, he could only lie back in frustration.

At this time, the door was knocked.

"Boss is looking for me?"

Came the young man's gentle voice.

The Yin Tong on the bed stopped moving.

"Come in."

Familiar footsteps stepped forward, and the room was darkened, almost invisible, but Yin Tong's sharp five senses could still see the young man clearly.

She asked the other person to come to the bedside as usual, but this time she extended her hand instead of her feet.

"Hold me."

The boy seemed to be used to her teasing and did as she was told.

When the warm and clean touch hit her again, Yin Tong thought she was satisfied.

But in the middle of the night, looking at the young man in front of the bed who was still wearing the pharmacist's long robe, with a jade-like figure, the skyrocketing desire was not suppressed, but was getting stronger and stronger.

She suddenly exerted force and dragged him onto the bed.

The boy pressed on her again just like the first time.

Yintong used his demonic energy before he could resist.

Demons have always been able to confuse the mind.

She rarely uses it, preferring to punch, kick, and fight with real swords and guns, but that doesn't mean she will forget her old profession.

It is almost effortless for a newcomer with basic training skills to operate it.

When he was unconscious, Yintong stretched out his arms and wrapped them around his neck, pressing his lips to his.

Well, it's softer than expected.

The figure is also stronger than expected.

She clung to him tightly, feeling that no matter how close she got, she couldn't get enough, so she ordered him seductively.

"hug me."

The young man finally reached out his hand and hugged her.

What happened next is unclear.

Yintong knew about dual cultivation, and also knew that human beings have a kind of simple physical communication, but she didn't know what it felt like...it was so confusing.

She was deeply trapped between the young man's arms and the bed. She only felt up and down, and gradually she couldn't even see the young man's appearance clearly.

Therefore, she did not notice that the boy's dark eyes were staring at her all the time.

The next day, of course, nothing happened.

The demonic energy controls the mind, and the boy will have no memory.

Yin Tong knows the taste of the marrow. After delivering the food during the day, she continued to entangle him with love at night.

Gradually, she didn't want to care about the ups and downs outside. In addition to three meals a day, she spent more and more time in the yard. Occasionally, she pruned flowers and played with chess records for the young man.

The young man was timid at the beginning and did not dare to resist, but later he would hold her fingertips that were ready to move, and said with a helpless smile: "Be obedient."