Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

"It's so warm!" Lu Hao let out a breath with a hint of laziness, and the warm breath instantly turned into a ball of white mist in the cold air.

He began to take off his shirt, revealing his eight-pack abs that fascinated thousands of widows. Those abs were like the most perfect sculptures, and every curve was as hard as steel. His bronze body gleamed charmingly under the dim light, exuding a primitive wildness and charm, and was so strong that it was a little scary.

If he were a cow, he would definitely be the strongest in the herd. With this strong body, he would have reclaimed countless fertile lands and sown countless seeds of hope in the vast fields.

"What are you doing?" Shisan Niang was walking over with a cup of hot tea. When she saw Lu Hao's strong body, her fair face suddenly turned red with an alluring blush. She hurriedly raised her hands to cover her beautiful eyes, but the gaps between her fingers still revealed her inner curiosity.

After all, such a scene was too shocking for her, a widow who had lived alone for a long time. Her heart was pounding.

"Didn't you ask me to come in and change clothes? How can I change clothes without taking off my clothes?" Seeing Shisan Niang's shy look, Lu Hao also showed a hint of innocence and said with a smile.

"Then you can't change clothes in front of me, after all, there are differences between men and women!" Shisan Niang bit her bright red lower lip with her pearly teeth. The delicate red lips looked even more seductive under the light pressure of her pearly teeth.

"Don't worry, I don't mind you seeing my eight-pack abs!" Lu Hao looked at the beautiful woman in front of him who still had charm, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You..." Shisanniang's pretty face became more and more rosy, and finally she went out to get clothes for him.

Lu Hao casually glanced around Shisan Niang's boudoir. It was very clean. A slightly mottled bronze mirror hung on a dressing table, with an old wooden comb placed on it. On the right was a bed and an old cabinet. It seemed that their life was very simple.

"Hey, what is this!" Lu Hao suddenly discovered a piece of black wood in the secret compartment at the head of the bed that was not completely closed. It was about 10 inches high, very small and exquisite, and the front end of the wood was carved into a very round shape.

"It's actually similar to the hidden weapon I made!" Lu Hao raised a smile. This piece of black wood had obviously been used to kill people frequently, and it gave off a faint fishy smell. He was very sensitive to this smell.

"Give it back to me!" Shisan Niang saw that her secret was discovered and wanted to snatch it back anxiously.

"What is this?" Lu Hao said with a smile as he played with the small piece of black wood.

"What do you care about me?" Shisan Niang finally snatched the piece of black wood back.

Lu Hao looked at the beautiful woman with a graceful figure in front of him, and his mind unconsciously thought of the scene of her delicate hands using this piece of black wood to go in and out and kill people continuously.

"This is the clothes that my dead man wore when he was alive. Try it on!" Shisan Niang handed over a piece of clothing.

"You're really capable of making me wear a dead person's clothes!" Lu Hao didn't know whether this woman was taking revenge on him, but as a cultivator, he was not afraid of a mere dead person's clothes. He just felt a little disgusted.

Lu Hao put it on quickly and it fit him perfectly. Suddenly he looked up and saw Shisan Niang looking at him with tears in her beautiful eyes.

"What's wrong!" Lu Hao couldn't help but ask curiously.

"When you wear this clothes, you really look like my dead ghost!" Shisan Niang sighed softly.

"Are you in love with me?" Lu Hao shook his bangs and said with a smile. He didn't mind if something interesting happened on the way.

A cultivator once jokingly called Lu Hao a male dog, and now it seems that there is some truth to it.

"Get out!" Shisan Niang was embarrassed and angry. She turned around and left, but she found that Lu Hao had stepped on her trouser leg at some point, and she fell down immediately.

Because the ground was too slippery, Lu Hao fell down and landed on the soft body. Their eyes met, and there was an ambiguous atmosphere in the air.

Lu Hao's dark eyes seemed to be attracted to the woman in front of him like a magnet. She was very beautiful, with a pair of affectionate eyes that looked bright and shining.

She has a graceful figure and exquisite curves, and exudes the unique charm and aura of a mature woman. It is a kind of calmness and charm that has been precipitated by years. Her unintentional eyes are very captivating.

The fiery masculine aura emanating from Lu Hao made Shisan Niang breathe faster, her heart beat faster, and her long legs slightly closed together.

He slowly lowered his head, his eyes filled with passion and desire. Just as he was about to kiss those delicate and tempting red lips, an old man coughed softly from outside the door, breaking the charming atmosphere: "Shisan Niang, are there any guests coming?"

"Yes, Dad!" Shisan Niang hurriedly pushed Lu Hao away, but found that he was as heavy as a dead pig and could not be moved no matter how hard she pushed.

"My father is here, why don't you get up quickly!" Shisan Niang said hurriedly when she heard the footsteps getting closer and closer. Her eyes were full of panic and her pretty face was full of pitiful look.

Hearing this, Lu Hao slowly sat down on the chair and drank tea.

"When guests come, remember to prepare more delicious dishes to entertain them." An old man with gray hair and a wrinkled face said softly.

"But there is not much food left at home!" Shisan Niang was not reluctant to give it up, but there was only enough food left for the family to survive the winter. The porridge they usually drank was very thin and clear, and even Panpan often didn't have enough to eat.

"In a few days, Dad will go into the mountains to hunt and try his luck!" The old man smoked his pipe and took a puff. The light smoke blurred his old face.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Lu Hao was invited by the old man to stay for dinner. The food he had was simple, but for this family, it was the best they could offer.

On the table were a few steamed buns, four bowls of porridge, a plate of pickles, half a pheasant, and some wild vegetables.

Lu Hao was not picky about food. He could eat good food and ordinary food as well. He had just recovered and had a very good appetite. He ate four bowls of porridge, a few steamed buns, and half a pheasant in one breath, just like a bandit.

"What are you all looking at me for? Come on and eat!" Lu Hao patted his stomach to indicate that he was full.

"Uncle, you have finished eating, what else should we eat!" Panpan looked at the empty plate in front of him, feeling so aggrieved that tears were about to flow.

"I've finished eating. You can just go to the kitchen and add more porridge." Lu Hao was a little confused.

"All the food at home is here!" Panpan couldn't help but whisper.

"Ah!" Hearing this, Lu Hao scratched his head in embarrassment. He didn't expect that this family lived such a miserable life. He had just eaten to his heart's content, which was indeed a bit too much.

"My young friend, you are a guest. Don't worry about it. I will go hunting in the mountains tomorrow and there will be food." The old man smiled comfortingly.

"Okay!" Lu Hao looked at the old man suspiciously. At such an old age, it was hard to tell whether he was hunting or being hunted, because the old man in front of him was so old that he had to rest for a long time after every step.