[Yi Tian Yang Xiao] Go to Jiuxiao with you

"Yang Xiao, can you use some strength? It's not exciting at all."

"How do you want me to use more force? I'm afraid that if I become too strong, you won't be able to bear it..."

"I was thinking, are you old and useless?"

"...How about I try again?"

Before the woman could say "OK", the man behind caught off guard and made a sudden force——

A scream resounded in the sky of Zuowang Peak in an instant, and the woman's graceful figure turned several times in the air, and was able to stop firmly on the ground with the help of the towering bamboo tips.

After stabilizing her body, the woman immediately ran towards the smiling man in front of her angrily.

"Yang Xiao!!!"

"here I am."

"You fuck me!"

"I don't have one," Yang Xiao took advantage of the situation and hugged her body full of arms, and said helplessly, "I told you not to use force, but you insisted on making me use force, so the swing can't bear my internal force. It's normal."

"I was pushed into the air by you!"

"Stimulation as you wish, do you want to do it again?"

"...the swings are broken!"

"It's okay, I'll make another one for you."

"One is not enough!"

"Give me a kiss, I'll do as much as you want."

The people who spoke were Yang Xiao and Xiao Jiu.

After the Battle of Shaolin Temple, she and Yang Xiao bid farewell to Zhang Wuji, Yang Xiao resigned from the position of Guangming Zuoshi, and Xiao Jiu passed on the position of leader of the Beggar Gang to Shi Hongyu, and then the two retired together in Zuowang Peak.

It is said that it is a hermit, but it is not always true. There are very few people who knew about Zuowangfeng, but somehow Fan Yao also knew about it, Wei Yixiao, Zhou Dian, etc. also knew about it, and even Zhou Zhiruo knew about it...

The promised seclusion has become a well-known settlement.

Therefore, people came to her and Yang Xiao every three or two months, making it impossible for her to live in peace for a while. Even when she was giving birth, that ignorant Fan Yao would come to Yang Xiao to discuss Zhu Yuanzhang's proclaiming emperor, and asked Why didn't he go to Zhang Wuji, he could even say that Sitting Wangfeng was closer!

Where is the distance between the Western Regions and Mongolia?

Seeing her distracted, Yang Xiao pinched her face in dissatisfaction, but the next moment he heard an energetic "Aunt" rushing towards her with the unique fragrance of bamboo on Zuowang Peak.

"Aunt!" The voice came closer.

"Aunt~!"

Accompanied by this coquettish cry at the end, Yang Xiao and Xiao Jiu, who were hugging each other, were pulled half a foot apart by the visitor.

Yang Xiao's face darkened in an instant, and the veins on his temples were bulging. He couldn't bear it any longer, and shouted loudly, "Yang Yang Yang!"

I saw Yang Yangyang, who was about seven years old and perfectly inherited his parents' looks and martial arts talent, blinked innocently, then hid in Xiao Jiu's arms, and gently opened his lips towards Yang Xiao: "Baa~~~"

"..."

The corner of Yang Xiao's mouth twitched, and he could not help but support his forehead and said, "Madam, I just said that you can't choose this name. Look at this child, does he still look like a man?"

"What's wrong with this name? It's taken from one of my two names, and then named with your surname, it seems very meaningful." Xiao Jiu retorted a few words unconvinced, and then looked at the girl in her arms. Kid, Xiumei frowned slightly, "Didn't I ask you to practice calligraphy, and you ran around before you finished?"

Yang Yangyang peeked at Yang Xiao, then whispered into Xiao Jiu's ear, "Auntie just screamed so loudly, I thought Daddy bullied you again, so I came here to take a look."

Although he had spoken very softly, Yang Xiao had deep inner strength, so he could hear these words clearly.

Bully……

He was really wronged about this.

One time he pressed his wife against the wall and kissed her fiercely. When he kissed her begging for mercy, he was accidentally seen by Yang Yangyang, who was only three years old. What is unhappy, in Yang Yangyang's young heart, it was all bullied by Yang Xiao...

For this reason, Yang Yangyang and Yin Bukui from Wudang Mountain next door formed the "Alliance of Father and Enemy". For a while, they even stayed by Xiaojiu's side inseparably, preventing Yang Xiao from getting any closer.

Thinking of this stupid son who has done more than fail, Yang Xiao really wanted to beat him back to his mother's womb.

He thought that he must have lost his mind in order to want a child.

"Yang Yang, come here."

Yang Xiao looked at Yang Yangyang, then at Xiao Jiu, who was watching the play with a smile, and spoke as calmly as possible.

Yang Yangyang remained motionless, and carefully replied: "Father, tell me, I'm listening."

"...I'll let you get up!"

"I don't! I heard my mother's screams just now. I must have received some inhuman treatment. I will protect my mother and never let my father bully my mother again!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Yang Xiao bent his palm towards him, "Since it doesn't make sense to you, let's solve it in a man's way."

Yang Yangyang was a little afraid of Yang Xiao's advanced martial arts, but when he thought that he was fighting for his mother, he immediately became full of fighting spirit and nodded solemnly: "Okay!"

After a while.

About two strokes have passed.

One trick to catch, one trick to tap acupuncture points.

Xiao Jiu watched Yang Xiao throw the passive Yang Yangyang into the hut next to the bamboo forest, and sighed a little bit, "Every time you plot like this, but every time you still have to fight, as the one protected by him I was so touched by that person.”

"Madam, can you think about it for me?" Yang Xiao walked up to Xiaojiu, took her into his arms again, and said resentfully, "Since Yang Yangyang was born, how long have we not been alone together? It's so hard today Taking advantage of the good fortune, I let them practice calligraphy together, so that I could have a moment of leisure with you, but now I have disturbed him again. If you don’t give him some color, why am I so majestic in his heart?"

Xiao Jiu pouted on his thin lips, blinked and said, "Then why don't we take this opportunity to make him a younger sister?"

Yang Xiao frowned, and hesitantly said: "Let's just make a younger sister, I can't bear a child..."

After a pause, he changed his expression, and said with a smirk on the corner of his mouth: "But I agree with the act of making a younger sister!"

Saying so, Yang Xiao picked Xiao Jiu up, and before returning to the room, he asked Sekelli to undo Yang Yangyang's acupoints, and then sent it to Yin Bukui. After practicing calligraphy, he was not allowed to leave the room for half a step.

After entering the room, Yang Xiao was about to do some foreplay, but he didn't want Xiao Jiu to directly wrap her long and slender legs around her.

For a moment, he was a little confused, "In such a hurry?"

"Nonsense!" Xiao Jiu kissed his lips indiscriminately, and said vaguely, "How long has it been, I also need to be watered, okay?"

"...Where to pour it?" Yang Xiao hoarsely pressed her leg.

Xiao Jiu tilted her head and thought for a while, then puffed out her chest and asked tentatively, "Here?"

Then he opened his legs again, "Or here?"

In the end, she hooked his neck with one hand, pointed at herself with the other and opened her mouth slightly, "Or here?"

The woman in front of her eyes was like silk, she was more charming and mature than before, the scene was so bloody, Yang Xiao couldn't bear it anymore, pressed her on the bed, and said in a low voice: "Pour it all over again!" OK?"

the other side.

"Eldest nephew, why do you think my father and mother won't allow me to go to them?" Yang Yangyang looked at Yin Bukui who was seriously practicing calligraphy, and asked aggrievedly.

Yin Bukui stopped writing, and reluctantly said: "Would you like to call me by my name, or don't call me!"

"Did I call it wrong? Aren't you my eldest nephew? You obviously are." Yang Yangyang leaned in front of him and said with some puzzlement, "Sister Bugui said you wanted to call me uncle, why didn't you call me uncle?" ..."

Yin Bukui looked at the stubborn and long-winded person who was two years younger than him in front of him, and gritted his teeth: "You should give up! I don't know how to scream!"

Hearing this, Yang Yangyang chuckled slyly, then took out a piece of oil paper bag from his bosom, and handed it to Yin Bukui: "This is a pastry made by my mother, she said it's called a cake , this is the only piece left after I eat it, haven’t you eaten it? Do you want to try it? Want to eat it, right? If you want to eat it, just call me uncle.”

Yin Bukui moved his mouth as he smelled the fragrance, but he still resolutely turned his head away.

He was praised by Grand Master as the most potential third generation direct disciple of Wudang!

Although he is currently the only direct disciple of the third generation of Wudang.

"Wow, it's delicious!"

"It's so fragrant and delicate."

"It's even better than the mung bean cake made by Aunt Zhou!"

Listening to Yang Yangyang talking to himself, Yin Bukui still couldn't help but be reminded of the memory on the tip of his tongue.

Zhou... Well, let him call her aunt for the time being. Aunt Zhou ate the mung bean cake when his father took him to visit Emei. It was an unforgettable existence. Even his mother often praised it. nostalgia.

He couldn't help thinking, is the cake made by grandma really better than Aunt Zhou's mung bean cake?

He doesn't believe it! ! !

Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth, so he called Yang Yangyang without changing his face: "Uncle."

The author has something to say: Yin Bukui Zhenxiang warns!

(This name is purely because I was too lazy to think of a name, so I just got it...)

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