Raiding That Tsundere [Quick Transmigration]

Hua Zhirong looked at Wen Jingshu who was suddenly acting like a baby, and he was a little at a loss. According to common sense, his first reaction was to push away this guy who suddenly jumped up, and then beat him up hard, whoever he was.

But now Wen Jingshu was replaced, but Hua Zhirong couldn't do it anymore. He hesitated for a while, hugged Wen Jingshu tentatively, and then gently... patted Wen Jingshu's head.

The negativity in Wen Jingshu's heart disappeared all of a sudden, he raised his head and said sullenly: "I'm not a child anymore." It means don't touch my head anymore.

Hua Zhirong looked at his wrinkled face, couldn't hold back, and pinched him lightly.

Wen Jingshu: ...This scene seems to be familiar, but it's the opposite.

Wen Jingshu and Hua Zhirong looked at each other for a while, Wen Jingshu raised his hand and grabbed Hua Zhirong's sleeve, Hua Zhirong swallowed, and heard Wen Jingshu whisper, "I'm hungry."

The Face of Flowers: ...

Hua Zhirong flicked his sleeves, and held Wen Jingshu's hand behind his back: "Then go down."

The boss has long seen that Wen Jingshu is not an immortal master who can not touch the five grains, and has already asked someone to prepare high-quality ingredients. As soon as Wen Jingshu and Hua Zhirong came, the boss ordered the kitchen to start cooking. After a while, a table full of dishes was served.

Wen Jingshu Yuan has lived in a small mountain village since he was a child, not to mention eating so many good ones, and he has never even seen it. In order to conform to the original body's setting, Wen Jingshu looked at such a table of dishes and was at a loss. I don't even know where to start.

Hua Zhirong couldn't bear to look at him, so he clattered a bowl full of vegetables for him, Wen Jingshu turned his head to look at him, Hua Zhirong curled his lips: "Anyway, he is also my registered disciple, just looking at such a little thing How about this look?"

"Zhirong, don't you want to eat?" Wen Jingshu picked out a chopstick dish and brought it to Hua Zhirong's mouth. Hua Zhirong swallowed the "don't eat." In his dictionary, it means unrefined meat. When he opened his mouth, Wen Jingshu fed him.

Hua Zhirong chewed it twice, and was about to say "not so good", when Wen Jingshu looked at him with bright eyes, Hua Zhirong changed his words abruptly, and nodded: "It's okay."

Only then did Wen Jingshu feel relieved to start eating. He was born in poverty, but Hua Zhirong didn't see any irregularities. On the contrary, his eating looks very good-looking.

You are indeed my registered disciple.Hua Zhirong silently gave herself a thumbs up in her heart.

After Wen Jingshu finished his meal, the shop assistants could prepare hot water for him to take a bath.

After the cultivator successfully builds the foundation, a cleansing spell can solve the problem of bathing on weekdays, unless he is fighting and practicing every day, making his head dirty, or some monks have a cleanliness habit, and they feel uncomfortable without bathing, so they will frequently wash their hands. bathing.

Hua Zhirong doesn't have any obsession with cleanliness, and he doesn't practice much in actual combat. He only washes it once or twice in half a month. After tracking Yang Ji and flying for so long, he thought about it and asked his buddy to prepare a bucket for him too. Hot water is coming.

As soon as the two of them entered the room, Wen Jingshu grabbed Hua Zhirong's sleeve: "Zhirong, do you want to take a bath with me?" He said interrogative sentences, but Wen Jingshu held Hua Zhirong tightly. The hand on the sleeve says otherwise.

Hua Zhirong stared at Wen Jingshu's expectant little face for a while, then hummed twice: "I can't do this anymore when I grow up."

"En." Wen Jingshu nodded heavily, and looked at Hua Zhirong with a smile.

Of course Hua Zhirong knew what his senior brother had misunderstood, but now, he wondered if he had thought about that.

The bucket used for bathing in the inn was not too small, probably the boss picked the biggest one out of fear that the immortal master would be dissatisfied, but even so, it contained two people who were not too young, they were still men, so it was still a bit crowded.

Hua Zhirong sat stiffly in the bathtub, as long as he moved, no, he didn't even need to move, he would be able to touch Wen Jingshu's smooth skin next to him, Wen Jingshu was still taking a bath as if no one was there, his arms and legs moved every bit, Rubbing on Hua Zhirong's body.

The body of the young man is a little too thin, but he is full of thin beauty, with a sickly slender and weak sick beauty, which can easily arouse people's desire to abuse. No wonder that old man Yang Ji chose Wen Jing Shu.

Wen Jingshu wiped it by himself for a while, then raised his head to look at Hua Zhirong: "Don't you wash Zhirong?" Before Hua Zhirong could reply, Wen Jingshu wiped it for him on his own: "I'll wipe your back for you. OK?"

Hua Zhirong silently turned his body a little bit so that he could wipe his body, Wen Jingshu sighed in a place he couldn't see, he was very familiar with Hua Zhirong's body after hugging and looking at it for so many years , this body is too similar to that of Hua Zhirong in the previous life, no, it is basically the same.

Wen Jingshu wiped it twice, and suddenly hugged Hua Zhirong from his back. Hua Zhirong's body was already tense, but now he couldn't move at all.

As expected, they had the same body, Wen Jingshu breathed into Hua Zhirong's ear: "Just hug for a while, okay?"

"Then, then I'll hug you for a while." Hua Zhirong said stammeringly.

As expected, Wen Jingshu hugged Hua Zhirong obediently for a while, and then carefully wiped Hua Zhirong's back. Hua Zhirong always felt that something serious would happen if this continued, so he tried to stand up: "I'm done washing."

In fact, his butt didn't even leave the bottom of the bucket, Wen Jingshu had already grabbed his hand: "Zhirong, you said you wanted to take a bath with me."

"But, but I'm done washing." Hua Zhirong opened his eyes and said nonsense.

Wen Jingshu didn't speak anymore, Hua Zhirong didn't dare to look at Wen Jingshu, Wen Jingshu just kept holding his hand, silent, Hua Zhirong turned his head secretly, and saw Wen Jingshu pursing his lips , Lowering his head, like a little cabbage that no one wants, Hua Zhirong struggled twice, gave in, and sat down again.

Wen Jingshu's frowning expression just now changed suddenly. He smiled until his eyes narrowed, and moved closer to Hua Zhirong. This time, he didn't hug him from behind, but directly from the front. Yes, being hugged with a face full of flowers, her face turned red instantly.

You, you know, they are still naked now.