This Is My... Little Aunt! Who!!
Who dared ambush this venerable one!!
Lin Yi flew into a towering rage and turned around, only to see that beside Lin Heng, a graceful woman whose looks could be called peerless had suddenly appeared.
Meng Yutong's expression was calm. She raised a jade hand and brushed at the hair on his head, looking very much like a virtuous wife and loving mother.
Lin Yi drew in a deep breath, rubbed his eyes, and leaned closer. "This fellow Daoist, you are..."
Lin Heng wrapped one arm around Meng Yutong's slender waist and said with a grin, "Let me introduce you. This is my... little aunt!"
Meng Yutong froze, and her gaze instantly turned strange as she glared at him.
To be honest, she had not heard this form of address in a very long time.
Why did it carry a hint of immorality the moment she heard it?
Rebel Disciple is showing off again, playing tricks again...
(╯?╰?) Forget it, forget it. Little aunt it is. Having this kind of disciple makes even me feel embarrassed...
"Isn't that right, little aunt!" Lin Heng pinched a sensitive spot on her waist and said with a wicked smile.
Meng Yutong smiled faintly. "That's right, Heng'er. Your little aunt truly hasn't doted on you in so long. You look much naughtier than before."
Lin Yi's mouth had opened into a circle, and he said with a fawning look, "So you really are his little aunt. Well, little aunt, I'm his grandpa... I am Lin Zhique!"
"Oh no, ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! I am Lin Yi!"
He had been thinking only of Lin Zhique and almost twisted even his own name into the wrong fork.
Meng Yutong nodded indifferently, with no intention of paying him any attention. Instead, she