Family Of Ghosts

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor:Henyee Translations

“Tm warning you, hurry up and get rid of those thoughts in your head. I promised Priest Qing Feng that I would keep my promise.”

Cen Pan handed the finished bowl of noodles to Ye Xiao and pushed Ye Xiao out the door.

“Hurry up and go out for a walk to get some fresh air. Suppress that evil intention in your heart. Don’t ruin my plans here.”

Ye Xiao had been bored for the entire day and finally saw Cen Pan again. Now, his eyes were filled with Cen Pan’s beautiful face and beautiful figure.

Since Cen Pan was wearing a Daoist robe and looked abstinent, it made him want to poke Cen Pan hard and make her reveal a lewd expression to break this taboo.

The clearly visible lust in Ye Xiao’s eyes was like a burning flame. Cen Pan was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and pounce on her. She increased the strength in her hand and suddenly pushed him out, then quickly locked the door.

“Come back when you’re calmer. I won’t go out today. If you can’t, you can sleep outside.”

The door was closed tightly. Cen Pan’s slightly angry voice came from behind the door. Ye Xiao glanced at his slightly erect genitals and tured to walk towards the canteen with a wry smile.

After wandering outside the door for a long time, it was only when the sky tumed dark that Ye Xiao’s finally calmed down slightly. He knocked on the door.

The fatigue from the day suddenly overwhelmed her. Cen Pan yawned and fell asleep peacefully.

Ye Xiao opened his eyes secretly and listened to Cen Pan’s steady breathing. His lips curled up slightly and he leaned towards Cen Pan.

Cen Pan slept soundly and did not notice Ye Xiao’s actions at all.

Ye Xiao raised his body and looked at Cen Pan’s angelic sleeping face. He pretended to be asleep and wrapped his arm around Cen Pan’s waist.

Cen Pan let out a soft moan. Her body shrank and she continued to sleep.

Ye Xiao froze for half a minute. When he saw that Cen Pan did not wake up, he daringly moved his hand to Cen Pan’s soft chest.

The night in the mountains was especially cold. In order to avoid catching a cold, Cen Pan was still wearing her Daoist robes. Just to be comfortable, she took off her bra and used it as a pillow under her head.

Ye Xiao stroked her soft breasts through the Daoist robe. Her breasts, which were usually full and erect, were now hanging limply to the bed board because they were relaxed.

His fingers traced the soft outline carefully. The warm touch on his fingertips made Ye Xiao’s waist heat up and his huge penis slowly hardened.