Chapter 1101 Uncle Patriarch, Why Are You Blushing?

Shang Wuhuan arranged rooms for Yang Yiyun and Hou Doudou and then jumped out. Yang Yiyun was also ready to take a rest. Since the world of cultivation, there have been too many twists and turns in the whole day, and he is also tired.

Yang Yiyun fell asleep in a daze, but he heard a knock on the door.

"Uncle Huan'er, my ancestor, wants to see you."

The sound of businessmen and dancers sounded outside the door.

Yang Yiyun opened his eyes and said, "Come in."

The next moment Shang Wuhuan walked in, but when Yang Yiyun saw her, his face turned red.

Because Yang Yiyun saw Shang Wuhuan wearing a white dress with long hair shawl. She had obviously just taken a shower. The key is that Yang Yiyun saw that she was in a vacuum!

The scene almost gave Yang a nosebleed.

Then a more embarrassing scene appeared. Shang Wuhuan was seen holding a bra and bra in his hand. It was also purple. He held it in his hand and asked Yang, "Uncle, what kind of clothing is this? It's very strange. I made it." I don’t know how to pass it on, it’s a gift from my ancestor uncle, I think my ancestor uncle must know it, can you tell me how to pass it on?”

Yang Yiyun's old face instantly turned red and he couldn't help coughing.

How should he answer?

Is it possible to say that I will help you put it on?

At this moment, Yang was really suffering in his heart, but he could only smile bitterly, because he also knew that these nine women, Shang Wuhuan, had been sealed in the Star Gate for five thousand years and had no contact with the outside world. They were more innocent than white paper. pure.

The only thing left in the entire Xingchen Sect was a bunch of women and not a single man. After thousands of years, they only practiced cultivation. How could they know anything else?

Besides, these things were brought by Yang from the earth. They were very advanced clothes. It was normal for Shang Wuhuan not to know about them.

At this moment, Shang Wuhuan looked at Yang Yiyun and said softly: "Hey, Uncle Patriarch, why are you blushing? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Cough cough cough~"

Yang Yiyun could only cough to cover up his embarrassment. At this time, he could only blame himself for being careless. Why didn't he take out the clothes and take a closer look when he gave them away?

Now, how to deal with Shang Wuhuan is a big problem.

After all, he is not a saint, and Shang Wuhuan is also a first-class beauty. Especially when she appears in his room in a vacuum after taking a bath, it is simply torture for him.

The fire in my lower abdomen was about to burst out, it was really uncomfortable.

Not seeing Shang Wuhuan in small clothes asking for her seriously, he could only cough and reply: "Ahem, that... that thing you have in your hand is a kind of underwear... that is what you girls pass on. Dudou, cough cough cough~"

After Yang Yiyun finished speaking, he felt that all his strength was almost exhausted. It was really not good. Now he just wanted to ask Shang Wuhuan to get out quickly. If he didn't get out, he might not be able to hold on and become a beast. .

At this moment, a man and a woman are alone in the same room, and the topic they are talking about is a super ambiguous topic. For Yang, it means killing him.

But Shang Wuhuan is a blank sheet of paper.

Yang is the first person of the opposite sex she has come into contact with in thousands of years. Opposites attract, and this is true everywhere and in any world.

"Dudou? What is Dudou?" Shang Wu asked happily, with an innocent look on his face.

Yang Yiyun was going crazy.

Not only did she begin to curse Li Fengyu in her heart, but Shang Wuhuan and the other women didn't know anything about women. Couldn't Li Fengyu teach them?

But when I think about it, I feel relieved. It is very possible that Li Fengyu has never thought about these issues, because after being sealed for thousands of years, survival is a problem, so why bother to teach a few women other things.

All they think about is cultivation, practicing with all their might, and then breaking the seal and walking out after their cultivation is strong. As for other things, they may be automatically or slightly ignored by Li Fengyu, the eldest sister of the Nine Daughters. .

Faced with Shang Wuhuan's questioning, Yang Yiyun really didn't know how to explain it. He smiled awkwardly and changed the subject: "Huaner, why do all nine of you have the surname Shang? Your names are almost the same? You can't all be the same. Brothers and sisters, right?"

The simple joy of Shang Wu was not enough for someone Yang to change the subject. Facing Yang Yiyun's question, he answered seriously: "Reporting to our ancestor, uncle, we are all orphans. The peak master of Baihua Peak is our master, whose surname is Shang. His name is Shang Wu." Because of love, we all took Master’s surname of Shang. As for our names, Master Li Fengyu helped us choose them.

In the words of the senior sister, during the long years of being sealed by the Star Gate, she was most depressed. She wanted all of us to be happy, optimistic and optimistic, so we had our names. For example, my name is Shang Wuhuan, and senior sister hopes that everyone will be happy. Le, another example is Shang Wuqing. She is young and old, and her name means "Sunny". I hope her every day will be like a sunny day..."

Shang Wuhuan answered seriously, and Yang Yiyun also listened carefully. He felt pity for these women. It is indeed difficult to get over the thousands of years of isolation.

At the same time, Yang Yiyun finally breathed a sigh of relief and finally changed the topic. Just thinking of finding a topic, he sent Shang Wuhuan out and asked her not to stay in her room. Yang Yiyun estimated that her heart would collapse if she stayed there.

The faint scent of a woman's body came from the nasal cavity, coupled with Shang Wuhuan's wet three thousand cyan and the small clothes in her hand, for Yang Yiyun, life was worse than death, it was too torturous.

In the blink of an eye, Shang Wuhuan finished his story, and Yang Yiyun was about to speak, saying that it was getting late and that he should go down to rest, but Shang Wuhuan once again stirred up the flames in Yang's belly.

Shang Wuhuan stretched out the small clothes in his hand towards Yang and asked, "Uncle Grandmaster, you haven't told me how to wear this underwear bellyband?"

"Boom~"

At this moment, Yang's mind was roaring, and his lower abdomen was completely on fire. Looking at Shang Wuhuan's beautiful face, fair neck skin, and the unevenness of a certain spot under the white long skirt, the long skirt would outline The S-shaped body curve was as good as that of a model, and coupled with the small clothes in his hand, Yang's mouth was dry and he kept swallowing his saliva.

Taking a deep breath, his eyes turned red and he said, "Do you really want me to teach you?"

Shang Wuhuan said with a happy face: "Hmm, I have never seen such beautiful clothes in thousands of years, and I have never worn such beautiful clothes. Please teach me, my uncle."

Mr. Yang no longer cared about anything. He closed the door with a wave of his hand, squeezed out the word "good" from his throat, and immediately took a step forward. With a wave of his hand, Shang Wuhuan's clothes fell apart.

"Ah~"

Shang Wuhuan screamed subconsciously. She didn't expect that her uncle would tear up the clothes she liked.

Only then did Shang Wuhuan notice that Uncle Patriarch's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. There was a look in his eyes that she had never seen before. She couldn't describe it. If she really had to describe it, Shang Wuhuan felt that Uncle Patriarch's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes at this moment. On fire.

She became a little scared and stammered: "Zu...Uncle Zuzu, I...I won't learn, okay? You look like Huan'er is scared."

Yang Yiyun had been aroused by Shang Wuhuan at this time. How could he stop? He held Shang Wuhuan in his arms with both hands and said in a hoarse voice: "The girl has no arrow to turn back when she shoots the bow. Uncle Grandmaster is like this." Just teach you how to dress..."

While talking, he kissed Shang Wuhuan...

"Ah... 嘤嘤..."

Shang Wuhuan was startled by Yang Yiyun. She was frightened in her heart. She faced the uncle with red eyes. She knew that with her cultivation, she could definitely open the uncle with one palm, but the opponent was the uncle. The person who gave their sisters spirit stones and clothes was a senior member of the Xingchen Sect's founding sect. He was the person whom the senior sister told them to serve well...

So she didn't dare to do anything to her uncle.

Then she felt a pair of strong hands on her arms by her uncle. The instant heat made Shang Wuhuan's body tremble suddenly. The next moment she saw her uncle's mouth suddenly on hers.

"Boom~"

At this moment, there was a roar in Shang Wuhuan's mind, and he fell into a blank. His whole body trembled as if he had been shocked by electricity. In an instant, he felt weak and collapsed in the arms of his uncle.

"嘤嘤~"

Amid Yang's madness, Shang Wuhuan made a squeaking sound from his throat...

…

At a certain moment a scream sounded in the room...

After a long time, bursts of silver bell-like sounds sounded again.

Outside Yang's house, Hou Doudou and Diao'er got together and murmured: "My eldest brother is so handsome, I really envy him."

"Zhizhi~"

"touch~"

The mink squeaked and bared its teeth. It jumped up and teased the monkey with its paw.

"Boss Diao'er, are you still being unreasonable? It's not me who's flirting. Why are you hitting me... You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you" have to fight, and I'm you, you’ssssssss,".

Hou Doudou was chased and beaten by Diao'er, so she left the door of Yang's room and ran into her own room.