The Joy of Rebirth

As soon as he opened the door, Ye Bihuang saw Zishan, who was sleeping with a book on her head and squinting her eyes. She was now wearing a lace pure white translucent nightgown wrapping her exquisite jade body, and her round buttocks were sitting in front of the desk. , the nightgown is very loose, the neckline is spread out, and the breasts inside can be clearly seen at a glance. The tall and swollen breasts squeeze out a snow-white **, and the delicate breasts without a bra are so mature that they can no longer be mature. Like fairy peaches and frankincense, Ye Bihuang can smell it even from a long distance away.

Even though Ye Bihuang was far away from her, in fact, Ye Bihuang could see at a glance that he was wearing nothing underneath the purple silk skirt. The center of the roots of his thighs were dark and hazy, and the delicate valley had already taken on the fragrance of small flower buds.

Ye Bihuang walked forward and sat gently on the edge of the bed. Zishan was sleeping, but Ye Bihuang didn't want to disturb her. Looking at her exquisite and attractive body, Ye Bihuang stretched out his hand, but in the end he failed to place it.

For Zishan, Zhou Yan and the others, Ye Bihuang always felt a little bit indebted. He made their men, but he never had time to accompany them, so he always felt a little guilty in his heart, but he only had so much time during the day. You have to be the purple-shirted fighting opponent in the mission hall. If you have a long time at night, you have to do missions and accumulate victory points.

Recall that some time ago, Ye Bihuang was able to find time to accompany the girls during the day, but he was not able to eat them up at that time, so he was not able to do many things efficiently. He knew that the girls were all attracted to him, but But still can't break through the last step,

After bringing them all to reality, Ye Bihuang ate all the sisters. At this time, he didn't have much time to spend with them.

Ye Bihuang felt that it was okay for him to spend some time with the girls during the day. After all, the daytime period was not suitable for doing tasks. It was too fragmented.

While Ye Bihuang was thinking, Zi Shan lying on the bed suddenly moved, turned over, and his face was exposed from under the book. Seeing Zi Shan's beautiful face, Ye Bihuang suddenly wanted to draw it. Draw such a thing. , if you want to bring things into reality, you must use things exchanged from the mall or brought in from reality. If Ye Zi directly transforms things here, he cannot take them out.

Ye Bihuang directly found some things that he had put inside his sword-shaped mark. He happened to have paper, so he took it out. According to the appearance of Zishan at the moment, Ye Bihuang drew it bit by bit, because he has "painting" Ye Bihuang has become a lot more proficient in painting skills through using the skills of "Master" many times in the past. Although he is not as comfortable and relaxed as when using the skills of "Master of Painting", he can still draw high-quality paintings.

After 20 minutes of smearing, Ye Bihuang finally drew a picture of Sleeping Beauty using a sketch. Although it was impossible to use color and other color factors to describe Zishan's jade-white skin, rosy toes, and black hair. The tender lips are shown, but if you look closely, you can also see the grace of Sleeping Beauty

Ye Bihuang put the painting he had finished aside, and another picture suddenly appeared in his mind. That picture once impressed him deeply, and he was stunned for a moment.

That's right, that night, when he and Lee Kuan Yew went to punish Tang Xiaoyan, he raised his palm, which scared the eldest daughter of the Tang family like a "fertilized" rabbit. She jumped around and hid while rubbing her sore buttocks with one hand. Behind all the rich and handsome men,

In that scene, Ye Bihuang clearly remembered the light blush on Tang Xiaoyan's face. It was really wonderful. At that time, he wanted to transform that scene into an image. Now that he thinks about it, this thought in his heart is even more uncontrollable. Then he walked out quietly, went directly to the mall to exchange for a lot of professional painting tools, and started painting in the hall. At this moment, he had forgotten the main purpose of coming here.

Ye Bihuang recalled everything that day. He remembered that Tang Xiaoyan was hiding behind the rich and handsome men. Seeing her appearance, all the rich and handsome men laughed kindly. That scene was really funny, because she was the eldest lady of the Tang Gang. Tang Xiaoyan was actually transformed into such a well-behaved person by a boy who didn't look very big. It's really rare to see him in a hundred years.

Ye Bihuang's hands turned into phantoms, holding a brush in his hand and painting on the drawing board. He thought about the scene that day, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Tang Xiaoyan is beautiful and touching. This is absolutely undeniable. She is usually the eldest sister. Her demeanor showed off her heroic demeanor, but on that day, the way she covered her butt to hide away was so touching that the surrounding scenery instantly turned into black and white.

Ye Bihuang remembered that scene in his heart, maybe because of the light, or maybe because of the blush on his face, which made Ye Bihuang intoxicated.

Ye Bihuang painted. Soon, after he finished the painting, he took it back directly to his sword-shaped mark space. He would not take it out to look at it. He just took it out to recall it when he had nothing to do. He put the brush After everything was received into the sword-shaped mark, Ye Bihuang returned to Zishan's room again, only to find that she was holding a book in her hand, lying on the bed, supporting her chest with both hands, raising her feet slightly, and gently shaking,

No doubt she was reading,

When she heard someone push the door open and come in, Zishan immediately turned her head, looking very happy: "Bihuang, you're here."

"Well, it's as if you know."

Zishan waved up the sketch he had just thrown in the room: "I think you are the only one who has this kind of free time, hehe."

"Since you know I'm coming, why don't you go out and look for me." Ye Bihuang sat on the bed and gently patted the purple shirt's pert buttocks.

Zishan shrank her buttocks, and then said: "Since you left, there must be a reason. If you want to come back, it will be easy. Why should I bother to find you? What if we happen to miss each other? Then the beginning is funny."

Ye Bihuang smiled and said: "Your analysis also makes sense."

Zishan pursed her cherry lips, then stood up and sat on the bedside with her butt raised: "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"I was thinking, your sisters have all gone out to live a happy life, isn't it boring for you to stay here by yourself?"

"Hehe, tell me what kind of work you are going to arrange for me, and I will make sure to complete the task."

Ye Bihuang glanced at Zishan's pretty lips: "I won't beat around the bush, I came here just to tell you, if possible, can you come to my house to take care of me, and take care of my parents by the way, you can read in the morning, afternoon and evening, Is it okay to clean the room once in a while and cook for a day?"

Zishan's eyes lit up: "Doesn't this mean you can stay with me every day?"

Ye Bihuang smiled and said: "I'm afraid that's not possible, because on weekdays I have to go to school, or I have other things to do when I go out, but I am usually at home at night. If you agree, you can help me warm the bed at night, my wife."

"Warming the bed, that's easy to say." Hearing Ye Bihuang's words, Ye Zishan raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a naughty smile, "Do you dare to tell your parents that I am your girlfriend? As long as you dare, I will warm the bed for you. So what."

Ye Bihuang's head was full of black lines: "It's not impossible, but I'm waiting for a year or two, Zishan, I'm not an adult yet."

"You also know that you are underage. Looking at your women, they are all in their twenties. Sometimes I wonder if you have the tendency of being a royal sister." Although Zishan is usually quiet and quiet, he basically doesn't talk and only likes Reading, in fact, it is because there are too many women around Ye Bihuang, and she can't even get a word in. Now he has called all the women out of the mission hall, and finally there are some vacancies. The two of them are now alone. When we meet, our eyes are facing each other, and there is so much affection. How can we be speechless?

Ye Bihuang smiled and said: "Just tell me, whether you agree or not, it's just a matter of two words."

Zishan pouted her mouth: "Why, you still want to force me." As he said this, he held the big rag doll next to him in his arms, held the book in his hand, and turned around,

Ye Bihuang smiled and said: "You know, I never force my women. In fact, I am asking for your opinion."

Zishan didn't say anything. Ye Bihuang slapped Zishan's buttocks and said, "I don't agree with you. It makes you feel aggrieved. I didn't hit you or scold you. I don't want to discuss this with you." Well."

"Take your hands away." Ye Bihuang touched Zishan's buttocks, and she felt itchy. She bit her lower lip gently, trying not to laugh out loud, but said seriously,

Ye Bihuang chuckled: "What can you do if I don't take it away?"

"It's so ticklish, take it away." Zishan finally couldn't hold it back and giggled. She stretched out her hand to take away Ye Bihuang's big hand that was causing trouble on her buttocks, but she didn't expect that this guy would He restrained his hands,

Ye Bihuang gently pressed his body against Zishan's, blew hot air into her ear, and whispered: "Zishan, how about the two of us go together tonight."

Remembering that except for the last time when he was with Zishan and took away her red pill, he had never been with her or spent time with her, Ye Bihuang felt a little guilty and put away the good yellow flowers. My daughter asked her to guard the empty room by herself, and the other person only liked her and waited impatiently. There was no way she could justify it. She could go to Sister Suyan, she could go to Ye Zi, she could go to the sisters. But why couldn't I come to Zishan?

Ye Bihuang wanted to compensate Zishan, at least give her his own arms and his own warmth,

Ye Bihuang gently lifted Zishan up from the bed with his backhand, and held her gently in his arms.