Disciples with unknown origins should not randomly pick them up

Jing Hongshen looked at the bed in front of him that he personally made for Lu Yinxi a few months ago, and fell silent.

"This...how did you bring it?"

Lu Yinxi was still pulling him onto the bed, like the flamboyant girl on the street before: "I have an auxiliary cheat, I'm afraid something will happen one day, and my big golden nanmu bed will be gone."

It was only then that Jing Hongshen vaguely remembered that Lu Yinxi seemed to have such an auxiliary construction system. He had studied that thing before, but it was a waste. It can make many things, but it must have materials. For example, if you want to If you want a bed with special materials and special patterns, you have to have the most basic model, and the level that can be upgraded at one time is limited. It is impossible to have what you want all at once. The most pitiful thing is that this system only supports portable Copying is not supported and storage space is limited.

As a result, Lu Yinxi relied on this broken system to use the free laborer Xiao Mo in the barren mountain, and made it flourish, and now in this stupid cave, he can conjure a bed on the spot.

"Damn it, there are so many rare treasures at Ning Wenlun's place, and so many magic tools and spirit stones at Zhu Jun's place, you just brought a bed?" Jing Hongshen grabbed Lu Yinxi's collar, and the other party blushed. , and rubbed against him shamelessly, "You came here prepared, right?"

Jing Hongshen forgot that the back of the bed was almost torn apart by his own hands. Poor Xiao Lu spent countless days and nights to repair it with his own broken little system. It's done.

Lu Yinxi's clothes were messed up by herself, her hair was loose, and she huddled in a corner of the big bed, pinching the corners of the quilt aggrievedly.

He looked fresh and fresh, with sweat dripping from his face, and his mouth was sticky: "You did it, you did it."

Jing Hong was taken aback.

He never mentioned this matter to Lu Yinxi, after he finished rectifying the Supreme Sect, he has been planning how to let Lu Yinxi live here, because the barren mountain is located in the gray area between the world of cultivating immortals and the world of demons , No matter how dangerous it is, and it's not convenient to go anywhere, he still hopes that Lu Yinxi can dance right under his nose.

So he seriously reproduced the hut where Lu Yinxi lived. After all, the other party also spent a lot of energy on the decoration, especially the bed, which was not bad at all. The highest-grade mahogany, the pattern on it was carved out by him with a single knife. It didn't take much effort, except for a few small wounds on his fingers.

So... did the other party see all these things?

That's right, I didn't raise a white-eyed wolf.

Jing Hongshen leaned over, hugged Lu Yinxi, who was curled aside like a cat, into his arms, and gently kissed the fine sweat on his forehead.

I don't know what the other party is thinking. In order to maintain the privacy of the host, the system cannot read the host's thoughts at will.

However, it feels just right not to be able to read it.

Jing Hong took Lu Yinxi's hand deeply, and rubbed his injured fingertips on his lips, and the person under him would occasionally stick out his tongue and lick him.

So cute.

Lu Yinxi is obsessed with lust at the moment, unable to speak, if he can say a complete sentence, he must say that you smashed him.

However, Jing Hongshen seemed to be quite sincere in admitting his mistakes at the moment, and he didn't mean to smash the bed. He was still very satisfied with the other party's ability to read minds.

The two chickens and ducks were already rolling on the bed naked at this moment, and it was raining lightly outside the cave, and the inside of the cave was completely lit by a small oil lamp, which happened to only illuminate the faces of the two of them. I, Lennon, are suitable for the gift of great harmony in life.

-old rules, see wb-

"Beep-beep-beep-"

Lu Yinxi shivered, and finally woke up after a short period of blankness.

He looked at the messy bed, and then at Jing Hongshen, who was still full of thoughts.

"What did I just say?" Lu Yinxi always felt that he seemed to have said something very important, "Why was it silenced?"

"what?"

Jing Hongshen didn't hear any silence.

He was just a little upset.

He watched Lu Yinxi get up from him, patted his buttocks as if he wanted to leave after eating and drinking.

Why did he feel that he was the one being prostituted?

The author says:

In ancient times, there was someone who played the piano to a cow, but now there is someone who loves Xiao Lu.

Xiao Lu, a heartless little boy.

It's rare to write a thick and long chapter but can't post the complete one, damn it!