What bad thoughts can fluffy have?

Yinrong was dumbfounded: "?? What benefactor?"

Mentioning this, Chengyang Muqiu seemed a bit embarrassed to speak, and he said hesitantly: "It's the guest who injured you, you...my body has recovered to a good degree, so I don't need so many wound medicines, if you really need money , I...maybe I used to be a tailor, maybe we did a little business."

What does this mean?Does he want... to live with himself?

However, what is "the guest who hurt you"?

Yinrong suddenly realized, and couldn't help laughing out loud until Chengyang Muqiu's face became unhappy, so he forced a straight face and said, "You think I'm selling my ass?"

Chengyang Muqiu: "..."

Even if he lost his memory, he, a disciple raised by a decent family, still couldn't adapt to such vulgar words, but Yinrong was beaten in the fireworks and willow alley, so he didn't care, and even snorted, disdainfully said: "If I go Selling, with the beauty of this monster, how could it be possible to earn only a little?"

Chengyang Muqiu: "Then your injury is...?"

Yinrong then told what happened early this morning, and Chengyang Muqiu's expression was a bit complicated, as if distressed, but also... joyful.

"Really?"

Yinrong: "Of course it's true! You don't believe that there are such shameless ugly monsters in the world!"

Chengyang Muqiu: "Yeah, I didn't expect that."

Yinrong: "...What are you laughing at? Are you happy that I was hurt like this by that pervert?"

Chengyang Muqiu quickly restrained his expression, and said with the enemy: "No, please explain carefully."

Yinrong's bitterness was recorded in detail in the "Revenge Book", and he could recite it fluently. It is rare that his own stove is willing to take care of people today. The pen was poured out in detail.

At the beginning, Chengyang Muqiu still suppressed the joy he felt when he learned that "Yin Rong didn't become a young lady", but later, he couldn't laugh, and his face became more and more gloomy.

"Tu Dazui." Chengyang Muqiu chewed the name between his teeth, his voice was low and soft, it could be called gentle and gentle, but it gave people a horrible illusion of chewing human flesh raw.

The fluffy fox ears on the top of Yinrong's head were so frightened that he slammed back on his head, "Brother, what's wrong with you?" Could it be that he suddenly regained his memory? Why does it feel like he has returned to the beginning? The murderous boss you met?

However, the murderous look disappeared in a flash, and Chengyang Muqiu rubbed the fox ears on the top of Yinrong's head, and said softly: "Don't go to Hongxiulou tomorrow, we are going to prepare, go to the square market to set up a stall to sell some needlework finished product, if you come across Tu Dazui, you can point it out to me."

The murderous aura dissipated, the crisis was resolved, Yinrong moved the fox ears on the top of his head, and lay back on his stomach: "What's the use of pointing out to you? Although your leg injury has recovered a little, you can barely walk, and the big mouth is very powerful." Yes, he is a rare cultivation genius who is rare in a hundred years. He is equivalent to the golden core stage monks of your human race! There is no one in Pipa Town who is not afraid of him. , I can’t even run far!”

Chengyang Muqiu: "..."

Yinrong misunderstood the silence of her family's furnace: "Did it scare you? Actually, I am already very touched that you have the heart to stand up for me, but the strength of the cultivation world is respected. If you can't beat it, you can't beat it. Forget it."

Chengyang Muqiu opened his mouth, but he didn't say that his cultivation had been stagnant at the peak of Jindan, but hinted: "The strong in the cultivation world are respected, why don't you improve your strength?"

Yinrong sighed: "My qualifications are very poor."

"It may not be due to poor aptitude," Chengyang Muqiu said slowly, "Since you are a manipulator, you have never plucked others... It's just that you have had some skin-to-skin contact with me, and your cultivation level has already increased." Zeng, being able to escape the shackles of the surname Tu shows that your talent is not bad."

"Since you got me here, why don't you... really double cultivate with me?" Chengyang Muqiu's ears turned red, and his voice was like a gnat. Fortunately, the two were so close that Yinrong could hear clearly.

"Really? Are you willing to double cultivate with me?" Yinrong jumped up joyfully, forgetting that there was still an injury behind her, halfway through the jump, she suddenly fell down, and was fortunately caught by Chengyang Muqiu.

The silver velvet rolled into his arms, touched the wound, and groaned in pain. Chengyang Muqiu felt that the warm and fragrant nephrite hugged his arms, and the body temperature of the boy in his arms was lower than his own. Grinding, more than half of it fell down, and the blue hair also slid off the shoulders, carrying a bewitching faint plum fragrance.

The pair of fox ears on the top of the head are big and soft, fluffy and fluffy, the tail behind it is half curled, and the right leg is slightly tilted, revealing the hideous wound that he dare not touch, and the skin like suet jade.

Chengyang Muqiu's chest rose and fell, and he hesitated in a hoarse voice: "You still have injuries, is it okay? But I can be lighter..."

Silver Velvet flicked out of his arms again, grinning: "...what's lighter? You don't want to practice double cultivation, do you?"

Chengyang Muqiu blushed, pursed his lips, and acquiesced.

Silver Velvet: "...No."

Chengyang Muqiu immediately said: "I was reckless. I'd better wait for you to heal your injury first..."

"This little injury is nothing, it will be fine in three to five days." Although the silver velvet is white and tender, it is not a delicate flower in the greenhouse, and the number of injuries it has suffered from childhood to adulthood cannot be counted.

Chengyang Muqiu: "Three to five days later..."

Yinrong interrupted him: "It's you who can't."

Chengyang Muqiu: "???"

Yinrong: "You have not recovered from your serious injury, you are too weak, you can't." Otherwise, why would he risk being smeared or harassed by other guests, and run to the Red Sleeve Building to make money?You have to take good care of your own furnace before you can talk!

It turns out that a man can never be said to be "no", not even a well-bred, decent family.

Chengyang Muqiu placed Yinrong on the only bed, and got out of bed firmly, and refused to use Yinrong to replace the found branches that served as crutches.

Chengyang Muqiu: "You lie down, I'll prepare dinner for you."

To prepare dinner, just light firewood in the yard. There is no need to go far. Yin Rong was not worried that he would fall because he did not use crutches, so he relaxed and lay back on the bed.

Her thigh was still aching, and Yinrong had no time to take care of Chengyang Muqiu. While enduring the pain, she made plans sadly: I bit Tu Dazu today, and he will definitely not let me go in the future.

Although Tu Dazui didn't get any advantage, he was bitten severely by himself, and he might have to recuperate for a few days, but I'm afraid that he really can't go to Hongxiulou, even if the master decides, if the toad surnamed Tu makes trouble again, Chun's mother will not leave herself.

Is it possible to really do needlework for a living?You can sew an ordinary puppet doll, but you can't sell it for a price...

Thinking wildly, Yinrong fell asleep, and was woken up by a smell of paste.

Although Chengyang Muqiu is a female celebrity, but his cooking skills are very bad. The two looked at the black porridge and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Yinrong made up for him: "Maybe the stove is not very easy to use."

Chengyang Muqiu didn't dare to say that he used magic to make the fire, so he went down the steps: "I'm not very good at using a stove, why don't you try again?"

"No need!" Yinrong felt sorry for the burnt rice, and hurriedly said, "I still have some food in my storage bell."

Under the stumbling care of his own stove, Yinrong came back to life after three days. Chengyang Muqiu has not touched the "crutch" again in the past few days. His leg injury has not fully recovered, and he has been standing for a long time. It was still a little difficult, but with the help of magic techniques, it was easy to lift the heavy object in front of Yinrong.

"Look, my injury has really healed." The tall and handsome young man's face was covered with a thin blush, like a shy little daughter-in-law.

Yinrong keenly realized what it was: "So?"

Chengyang Muqiu turned his hints into explicit ones: "You said that Tu Yuandao can recover from his injuries in a few days. If he comes to the door, my leg injury has just recovered, and I have no strength to bind a chicken. You are not his either." Opponent, what should we do?"

This "clear statement" pierced Yinrong's heart.

In fact, he originally planned to grow Chengyang Muqiu into a strong body slowly, so as to ensure that the first double cultivation could absorb as much essence as possible for cultivation.

But because of Tu Dazui's episode, it became urgent to improve his cultivation.If you can solve the difficulties by yourself, who wants to be a little waste who will always hide under the wing of the master?

——What's more, Master Shenlong sees the head but doesn't see the tail, his old man's wings are not something that Yin Rong can hide in if he wants to.

Finally, Yinrong gritted her teeth: "Okay."

Even if Chengyang Muqiu is recovering from a serious injury, he may not be able to support his physical strength, but the foundation is there, the solid and pure Yang Qi, absorbed and digested, can benefit him a lot, maybe he can really be with him Tu Dazui fought, and let out the anger that he has suffered all these years.

The silver velvet's thatched hut is not in front of the village or in the back, and no one disturbs it. However, in order not to affect the "double cultivation skills", an extra anti-theft charm was pasted to insulate the sound and strengthen the barrier.

Everything was ready, and Yinrong wanted to review the "room art" that he had observed and studied with his master these days, but when he saw Chengyang Muqiu, who was blushing and bowed his head, with only half of his butt touching the bed, He sighed silently and gave up.

Forget it, his face was blushing almost to the point of bleeding, he was so shy, and he was still a baby, with injuries on his body, it might be over in a few breaths, there was no need for any intercourse surgery at all.

That night.

Both of them were nervous like a newly married couple, Chengyang Muqiu's ears were always red, his thumb was empty, and the Moyu thumb that never left his body was gone.Yinrong started the draft in his heart, for example, "It's always like this the first time."

Everyone said "Looking at the beauty under the lamp", but they were probably too shy, but the Rudou lamp was extinguished by Chengyang Muqiu, and the thatched cottage was pitch black, so quiet that only the breathing of the two could be heard.