What bad thoughts can fluffy have?

Yinrong only felt that he had learned so many intercourse techniques for nothing, and that all the knowledge he had learned from childhood was just on paper, but when he met real double cultivation, those "on paper" were not as deep as reality.

"Yinrong, Yinrong..." Chengyang Muqiu didn't know where he learned it from, he was chanting Yinrong's name from the beginning to the end, and Yinrong was still thinking about the formula at the beginning, mobilizing his inner breath, trying to digest it The pure yang energy of his own stove, but later he could only care about crying.

Sobbing and choking, the tears were kissed dry by Chengyang Muqiu.

Later, she didn't even bother to cry, and fell asleep at some point. Yinrong felt that she must have been tossed for a long time, because she was woken up by the rooster crowing after not sleeping for a while.

Chengyang Muqiu thoughtfully covered the morning light with his big hands, "Go to sleep for a while."

"What time is it?" Yinrong startled herself when she opened her mouth, her voice was so hoarse, it's very good, it was because she cried all night last night and made herself hoarse.

Chengyang Muqiu hurriedly jumped out of bed, poured a glass of water for Yinrong, and heated the water slightly with spiritual power. Yinrong saw that his posture was not at all resembling that of a wounded patient, and suddenly felt a little desolate in his heart Feeling - damn, careless.

No matter how sick and weak this person is, he is also a top-quality stove that is rarely seen in a thousand years.

However, who could have imagined that such a shy person could be so vigorous after turning off the lights?

"Drink some water, your voice is hoarse from crying." Chengyang Muqiu said embarrassedly, his face flushed again.

"..." Why are you blushing now!If you are really shy, don't be so endless last night!

Yinrong touched his hand expressionlessly and poured half a glass of water.

"Do you want more? Are you hungry?"

Yinrong shook his head, his butt hurts and his waist is sore, and now he just wants to sleep well.Who would have thought that Chengyang Muqiu put down his teacup and went to bed naturally again.

Yinrong was so vigilant that the fox ears on the top of her head fell down: "...What are you doing?"

Chengyang Muqiu lay down on his side, and wrapped his arms around his waist lightly, with a tender tone: "Just hold him for a while, I will lie on my side so I won't squeeze you."

The young man was tall, and it was especially obvious when the two of them were squeezed side by side on the small bed. Yinrong stretched out his legs, the toes only reached his ankles, and his head rested on his arm. The bed was narrow, and the two of them were very close to each other. In contrast to the broad and strong chest, Yinrong's figure also appeared slender.

If in the past, he could have such an intimate contact with Lu Dingjun, Yin Rong would definitely want to stick to him, but now, he has no energy to absorb Yang Qi to practice, and he doesn't even want to move, like a dead dog with no desire and no desire. Fish, just hug him, whatever you like, he just wants to sleep now.

But Chengyang Muqiu was full of energy, still asking: "Can you put your tail back?"

Silver Fleece: "...why."

Then he heard some sweetness from the boss's tone: "I want to stick close to you."

Silver Fleece raised its tail.

Chengyang Muqiu didn't feel annoyed when he felt that the boy was pushing him with his tail, instead he patted the big fluffy tail all at once, like a massage, extremely gentle.

The silver velvet quilt was very comfortable when it was smoothed, but it also took away sleepiness, so it complained in a hoarse voice: "Are you really a baby? How did it last so long?"

Chengyang Muqiu said innocently and sincerely: "I never said, it was you who measured it."

Yinrong: "..." That's true.

At the time of the test, he felt that the cost of the best furnace was spectacular, and it was not something ordinary people could afford. Now that he tried it, he was indeed not as famous as meeting him. It was understandable for him to cry all night. Who would not be crying in pain? ?

Yinrong felt sad, felt that it was not easy, and wanted to cry again.

After a while of silence, Chengyang Muqiu began to look for something to say: "Last night, uh...how was your cultivation? When will we double cultivate again?"

Yinrong: "...Let's talk again, I'm in so much pain."

Chengyang Muqiu said nervously: "Does it really hurt?"

Yinrong: "...I was so hurt that I cried." Are you deaf?Still asking?

This time it was Chengyang Muqiu's turn to fall silent, and after a long while, he said anxiously and doubtfully, "Isn't crying because of comfort? Your...uh, your..."

He began to be shy again, unable to speak, but with a flash of inspiration, Yinrong suddenly understood where he learned these fallacies—it was definitely those story books and erotic pictures.

Huabenzi likes to write "painful and refreshing" and "crying pear blossoms with rain" the most.

In fact, he had already discovered that Chengyang Muqiu would secretly browse through his "collection" when he was not at home. I quietly read pornographic novels.

Oh, bah!

Chengyang Muqiu asked anxiously: "Is it really uncomfortable at all?"

Silver Velvet: "..."

Forget it, why did he run on a young child?What's more, the biggest beneficiary of the double cultivation is herself, so Yinrong said truthfully: "The pain is the pain, it's still comfortable."

Only then did Chengyang Muqiu heave a sigh of relief, and asked shyly, "Then, when will you double cultivate next time?"

Yinrong: "...in a few days." His master had taught him long ago that 'if you suffer hardships, you will be a fox on a fox'. The double cultivation cannot be stopped. However, it really hurts, and it is still hot now. Take it easy.

Since the double cultivation, Yinrong felt that Chengyang Muqiu's attitude towards her had changed drastically.

In the past, he didn't even bother to look at himself. Even if he accidentally met his eyes, the other party's eyes were full of disgust, and the disgust was beyond words.

But now, wherever Yinrong went, Chengyang Muqiu followed, and he was very active in fulfilling his promise-the previous proposal to be a female celebrity and set up a stall to sell it was actually put on the agenda.

In the past few days, Yinrong has been meditating cross-legged, trying to digest the essence left in her body by the furnace, turning it into spiritual power to improve her cultivation, while Chengyang Muqiu quietly accompanied her while doing needlework Work, use all the fabrics you can find at home.

Handkerchiefs, sword tassels, sweat towels... There are so many beautiful things in the eyes, not to mention the exquisite workmanship, there are also defensive spells attached to them.

"This will definitely sell a lot of spirit stones!" Yinrong's eyes lit up, he just picked up a furnace, he picked up a cash cow!

Chengyang Muqiu is a hundred-year-old virgin who has just started eating meat and is in the stage of eating marrow and taste. He is like a young boy who has been praised by his wife and can't help but want to brag: "It's nothing, it's earned money, some fabric, and more, I might have been a tailor once.”

Yinrong sincerely praised: "It's amazing."

Chengyang Muqiu said modestly: "It's all about supporting the family."

Taiweijing, visit Hengdian.

Jing Cen and Xi He guarded the soul lamp and said in surprise, "Master's soul lamp has turned purple flames! This is a sign of restoration of the soul!"

"Master really had an adventure!" Xi He said, "Brother Cen, what happened to you, why did the soul lamp change color overnight?"

Jing Cen said solemnly: "No matter what happens, after going through three or five times, Master will be able to make a breakthrough, and he should be back soon. Ah He, I'll stay here, you go and inform Qi Shuang, Du E and others, Get ready to welcome your master."

"Yes." Xi He agreed, and when he left the Shenheng Hall, he still speculated: "I don't know what adventure Master has, but Master is an old man with amazing talents, and what he encountered must be thrilling. I really want to know what happened last night. What have you been through..."

The amazingly talented Chengyang Muqiu became more and more convinced that he should be a tailor. After preparing the embroidery, he was wrapping up the silver velvet with a low eyebrow and pleasing to the eye. He must also go to the market together.