Carefree Cultivation in Another World - Chapter Chapter 62 Greetings

[Chapter 62 Greetings]

Ye Shengtian still knew a little about the fickleness of girls, but he couldn’t help but be surprised by Ye Ling’er’s rapid change. The look on her face just now was pitiful, but now it turned into a smile in the blink of an eye.

“Okay, Ling’er, you come down first. You are riding on the master, how are you going to go out? You will definitely be surrounded by people.” Ye Shengtian was rubbed by Ye Ling’er’s whole body, and the desire that had just subsided started to rise again. Although Ye Shengtian was reluctant to let her down, he had no choice but to let Ye Ling’er down first because he didn’t want to become the first person on the mainland to die of lust.

Ye Ling’er stuck out her tongue in embarrassment and got off Ye Shengtian. She stood silently on Ye Shengtian’s body, which was completely opposite to her behavior just now.

Ye Shengtian is not in the mood to guess a girl’s thoughts. He can’t just say something very well. Boys, don’t guess what a girl is thinking. You can’t guess it even after guessing.

After Ye Ling’er came down, Ye Shengtian secretly ran the “World Circle” in his body. He didn’t want to embarrass himself in front of the two women again. His lower abdomen felt cool, and the desire that had just come up was extinguished again. He just didn’t know how to do it. How long will it last, Ye Shengtian thought depressedly.

“You guys should dress up too. Young Master, I’ll go say hello to my mother first, and I’ll take you shopping later.” Ye Shengtian calmed down his lust and said to the three girls.

It has been five days since I went to say hello. My mother must be anxious. Ye Shengtian told Ye Ling’er five days ago that if Yu Wen Xiner sent someone to visit, he would use the excuse of practicing martial arts in seclusion to block her first. Unexpectedly, it took a long time this time. In five days, Yu Wen Xiner would definitely be worried to death.

Ye Shengtian walked out of the bedroom and walked towards Yuwen Xiner’s room. The three girls in the bedroom were also tidied up and dressed up. It usually takes a long time for girls to dress up. Ye Shengtian also knew that, so he did not take the three girls to Yuwen Xiner. Say hello to Xiner.

Before it was tea time, Ye Shengtian walked to the door of Yu Wenxin’s children’s room. Ye Shengtian knocked on the door. After a while, a little girl wearing servant’s clothes came and opened the door.

Ye Shengtian recognized the little maid in front of him as Shui’er. She was transferred here after Ye Yun and Ye Xiang left. She was pretty good-looking, but quite clever.

“Shui’er, who is it?” Yu Wen Xin’er’s voice came from the bedroom, and her voice was still so sweet.

Yuwen Xiner usually had the habit of taking a nap after lunch, and today was no exception. She was sleeping when she was woken up by Ye Shengtian’s knock on the door.

“Madam, it’s the young master.” Shui’er, who was standing at the door, heard Yu Wen Xiner’s question and replied.

“It’s Holy God, come in.” Yu Wen Xiner’s lazy voice continued.

“Yes, madam.” The little maid called Shui’er and stepped aside to let Ye Shengtian come in.

Ye Shengtian walked in and said loudly: “Mother, I’m here to say hello to you.”

“Do you know that I have been crazy these days? Tell me honestly.” Yu Wenxin’er pretended not to be embarrassed. Said happily.

Ye Shengtian walked around the screen and came to the bed, followed by Shui’er. Standing in front of the bed was a maid who was none other than Xiaoqing. The bead curtain on the bed had been opened, and looking in from the outside, a beautiful young woman was half sitting on the bed. Yuwen Xiner. Nine years have not aged her at all, she is still as beautiful as ever, but she looks more mature than before. From a modern point of view, she is a standard royal sister, she is still mature.

“Mother, don’t you know? My child was practicing “Tianlong Jue” and encountered a bottleneck a few days ago, so he spent a few extra days to break through.” Ye Shengtian thought of an excuse on the way here. Anyway, He has already practiced the “Tianlong Jue”, a family tradition of fighting spirit, to the eighth level, but from his point of view, “Tianlong Jue” must not only have eight levels, but he doesn’t know how to separate them, but he doesn’t have the leisure to do so. Think about the unthinkable.