Ye Wutian seemed helpless about Lan Yaoyao's threat. If this girl started to make trouble, Lin Qingya would definitely let her move her position, and it would be troublesome at that time.

Considering this, Ye Wutian could only ask depressedly: "How do you want me to serve you to bed?"

"Help me drag my clothes first." Lan Yaoyao opened her hands lazily. I guess she enjoyed this kind of treatment when she was at home.

"Okay! OK!" Ye Wutian could only walk forward and drag her clothes and untied the woman's clothes and wear them. This has always been his specialty.

He quickly dragged the coat down for Lan Yaoyao, and there was a beige tights inside, with the slender waist and the slightly raised small earthen bun on his chest still making it obvious.

Although the other party was still a little girl who was about to bloom, Ye Wutian was inevitably a little distracted when he saw this scene. In addition, he had been full of evil fire in the past two days. If the little girl dragged her clothes and stood in front of him, he would probably be unable to suppress her.

"Do you still have to drag this item inside?" Ye Wutian asked swallowed.

"Yeah!" Lan Yaoyao nodded and agreed.

Ye Wutian could only bite the bullet and drag the tights inside down for her.

After dragging off the tights, only a small pink dress similar to a bellyband was left, which just wrapped around the pair of small earthblocks in front of the Hungarians, revealing its slim waist.

Because this bellyband doesn't look very thick, it is slightly supported by the two protruding small dots on her little earthbowl, which looks extremely attractive.

"Do you have to drag it out?" Ye Wutian asked again.

"If you drag it inside, you will have no clothes." Lan Yaoyao pouted and ordered: "Next, drag your pants for this saint."

"Uh!" Ye Wutian didn't know anything, so he quickly untied his belt for her and dragged down the set of pants outside, which also had a pair of tight pants inside.

"I still have to drag it out?" Ye Wutian solicited her opinions.

"Yeah!" Lan Yaoyao nodded. Perhaps because she was used to being served so much, she didn't care about being dragged by a man in her clothes.

Ye Wutian continued to drag the tight drag down again, and there was a pair of pink shorts inside, which made Ye Wutian feel a little imaginative.

Seeing Ye Wutian staring at his shorts for a long time, Lan Yaoyao hurriedly covered his shorts with his hands and shouted angrily, "A bold slave, you dare to stare at the saint's pants. Do you believe it or not, this saint will dig out your eyes."

Ye Wutian curled his lips and withdrew his gaze, threw the pants in his hand onto the chair, and said, "Don't put on the stand of a leftover girl, hurry up and go to bed."

"What about you?" Lan Yaoyao asked.

"Of course I'm sitting next to monitor you." Ye Wutian replied.

"Then you are not allowed to peek at this saint sleeping!" Lan Yaoyao warned.

"Just like you two small steamed buns that are not yet mature, I'm too lazy to take a look even if I drag it all away." Ye Wutian glanced at the pair of small buns in front of Lan YaoyaoXiong and said disdainfully.

"You bold and shameless slave, you dare to humiliate this saint again and again. This saint must teach you some lessons." As he said that, Lan Yaoyao actually took out a long whip from the storage ring.

This long whip is a finely crafted and top-notch treasure. With Lan Yaoyao's identity, she can have high-level weapons such as immortal weapons, but her cultivation level is just that she cannot drive it.

Generally speaking, immortal weapons need to have the cultivation level of the Heaven Realm before they can be driven. The perfect cultivation level of the Earth Realm can barely drive inferior immortal weapons, but they will consume a lot of true energy.

Seeing the whip in Lan Yaoyao's hand, Ye Wutian was shocked and said to himself: "Can this girl have a queen-oriented tendency?"

As soon as those unsightly scenes appeared in his head, Lan Yaoyao in front of him had already swung her whip over.

Ye Wutian was shocked and quickly retreated.

"Bold slave, you dare to run away!" Lan Yaoyao shouted.

"Girl, you're really hitting me!" Ye Wutian said in surprise. He was beaten by a little girl wearing bellybands and shorts with a whip. This scene was a bit weird when I thought about it.

Lan Yaoyao said nothing, and another whip came, and Ye Wutian dodged again.

"Bastard, stop for this saint!" Lan Yaoyao held up a whip with one hand, pointed at Ye Wutian with the other hand, and shouted with her eyebrows raised.

"Girl, don't you put away the whip, believe it or not, I will strip your clothes naked." Ye Wutian warned angrily.

"You dare!" Lan Yaoyao drank in her mouth, and the whip in her hand was unambiguously hitting Ye Wutian.

After Ye Wutian dodged away again, he said annoyedly: "If you have the ability, you can hit me again. I dare to take off your clothes when I see you!"

Before Ye Wutian finished speaking, Lan Yaoyao's whip was already thrusting towards him.

"A tiger doesn't show its power, you think I'm a sick cat, I will give you a preceptor today." After Ye Wutian dodged the whip, his body flashed and rushed towards Lan Yaoyao angrily.

Seeing Ye Wutian rushing towards him, Lan Yaoyao panickedly supported the true qi defense, but the defense collapsed in an instant.

The next second, Lan Yaoyao felt a chill in front of the Hungarians and looked down. The only small bellyband on her body disappeared.

Before Lan Yaoyao could react, Ye Wutian's chuckled sounded from the other side: "Hehe, I didn't expect that your two little steamed buns are quite big!"

Looking up, I saw that her bellyband was being held in the other party's hand. Lan Yaoyao's face turned red in shame. She hurriedly raised her hand to cover the steamed bun in front of the Hungarians and said shyly: "You shameless madman, how dare you behave like this saint, this saint, this saint is going to tell Sister Scorpion, woo! ~ You bad guy, woo! ~" She cried while smashing the whip in her hand towards Ye Wutian, and finally sat on the ground and started crying.

"Are you really crying or fake crying?" Ye Wutian was a little confused.

"Big Bad guy! This saint wants Sister Scorpion to catch you and feed Scorpion! Woo!~" Lan Yaoyao cried, tears rolling down, looking quite aggrieved.

"Okay! Feed whatever you want, and put on your clothes quickly." Ye Wutian threw the bellyband in his hand towards Lan Yaoyao.

"No, I won't wear this saint anymore. You've seen it all over anyway." Lan Yaoyao said, grabbing her bellyband and smashing it hard at Ye Wutian.

"Then why are you covering it with your hands?" Ye Wutian said depressedly.

"You have to worry, you bad guy, you actually bullied this saint. Sister Scorpion won't spare you." Lan Yaoyao shouted with tears in her eyes.

"Okay, what do you want, I don't care about you anymore. If you have the ability, just sit on the ground for a night." Ye Wutian was too lazy to pay attention to this little girl, and sat down on the chair next to her.

Lan Yaoyao sobbed while staring at Ye Wutian with a sinister look.

Seeing that Ye Wutian closed his eyes and didn't move for a long time, she became more and more annoyed, but she couldn't help but shout, "Hey! Why don't you come and help this saint put on the clothes."

Ye Wutian opened his eyes and looked at Lan Yaoyao. The girl was still sitting on the ground, and simply did not come to block the small steamed buns in front of the Hungarians, and let it be exposed.

Ye Wutian was really speechless to this girl, but if you think about it carefully, with her age and her special growth environment, she might be a little confused about this shame.

"You have been sitting on the ground for so long, don't you know how to put on your clothes?" Ye Wutian said depressedly.

"You dragged this saint away, of course you have to wear it back." Lan Yaoyao said with confidence.

"I really can't do anything to you." Ye Wutian stopped talking nonsense to her, got up and walked to the bed, picked up his bellyband, came to her, and ordered: "Get up quickly."

Lan Yaoyao stretched out his right hand to Ye Wutian.

"Hey! Do you really treat yourself as a daughter?" Ye Wutian was speechless.

"You are the slave of this saint, of course, you have to get up." Lan Yaoyao argued.

"Okay, today I'm unlucky. I can't drive you away tomorrow, so I'll take your surname." As he said that, he reached out and pulled Lan Yaoyao up. In order to avoid the little girl's fraud, he even wrapped his hands with his sleeves.

"Hmph! What a coward!" Lan Yaoyao stood up with Ye Wutian's hand and laughed.

"You are so adult, you know how to cry all day long. Are you still qualified to laugh at me?" Ye Wutian said unconvincedly.

"I am only fifteen years old, so I am not as old as you said." Lan Yaoyao pouted.

"It is already amazing that the fifteen-year-old steamed buns can develop so big." Ye Wutian said jealously at the two steamed buns in front of Lan Yaoyaoxiao.

"How can a boy look at a girl's body? It's so shameless." Lan Yaoyao's face turned slightly red.

Ye Wutian was completely speechless, and he was too lazy to argue with the little girl, so he quickly put on her clothes.

"Okay, go to bed quickly."

"Then you tell me a story to this saint." Lan Yaoyao ordered.

"I'll tell you a story? I see you haven't woken up last night, right? Okay, don't talk nonsense, go to bed quickly." Ye Wutian urged.

"If you don't tell this saint, I will tell my sister Qingya tomorrow, and you will drag my saint's clothes away." Lan Yaoyao threatened with her head held high.

"You!" Ye Wutian was speechless. He was really helpless with this little girl, so he could only compromise and said, "Okay, go to bed quickly."

Lan Yaoyao climbed onto the bed and got into the bed, saying, "Okay, hurry up and tell the story until this saint falls asleep."

"Then I'll start talking." Ye Wutian sat down at the head of the bed and began to preach: "Once upon a time there was a mountain, a temple on the mountain, an old monk and a little monk in the temple. The old monk said to the little monk: There was a mountain, a temple on the mountain, an old monk and a little monk in the temple. The old monk said to the little monk: There was a mountain, a temple on the mountain..."

"Hey! No matter how you say it, it's just one sentence." Lan Yaoyao said dissatisfied.

"That's what this story says, I can't do anything about it." Ye Wutian said.

"No! Change the story." Lan Yaoyao said.

"Okay OK, then I'll change the version: there was a mountain in the past, a temple on the mountain, and a monk was taking a bath in the temple, with his white butt and black hair. He turned around and smiled at me, and his big cock raised, which scared me."
Chapter completed!