What bad thoughts can fluffy have?

The blindfold given by the guest seemed to have a magic spell attached to it. As soon as he put it on, Yinrong's eyes were pitch black, without a trace of light, and he couldn't pull it off.

Yinrong: "..." Is it so powerful?

However, since it is a guest's little hobby, if you can't take it off, you can't take it off. They have spent a lot of money, and if you want to play, you just have to cooperate.

It's just that the eyes can't see, and the hearing becomes very sharp. I don't know how long after that, there are footsteps outside the door. It can be heard that the person's speed is fast and steady. The steps are probably very big, and the legs should be very long.

Then came the sound of the door opening.

Yinrong became nervous. After all, it was his first time... as a young lady, he didn't have much experience yet.

The man's footsteps stopped in front of the bed, but he didn't speak, and he didn't come over.

Yinrong: "Guest officer?"

The "guest" looked at him condescendingly, but still didn't say a word.

Yinrong tried hard to recall how to play the blindfold, "Let Hongxiu change your clothes for you? Or guess the size with your eyes closed?"

"..."

"..."

This person has played so many tricks, and he has become a gourd again when he comes to see him. What kind of medicine is he selling?Or did you say that you behaved wrong and annoyed the benefactor?It shouldn't be, he had heard a lot of wall roots when he was a child, and later he was dragged by his master to "study" them specially, so he should have said the right thing just now...

Yinrong: "Guest officer? If you have any orders, just tell Hongxiu."

The next moment, the "guest" suddenly jumped up, picked up Yinrong, and threw it into the mattress.

The canopy bed was covered with three layers of bright red brocade cotton mattresses, and it didn't hurt to fall into it, but Yinrong was frightened, the fox ears on the top of her head and the big tail behind her buttocks all exploded, but she was blocked as soon as she exclaimed.

A purely masculine breath, a somewhat jerky but oppressive kiss.

Yinrong felt that the guest's breath was very familiar, like... But, that's impossible, how could that person kiss her?Ever since they reunited in Taiweijing, every time they performed Zhougong's ceremony, that dog man only cared about his own happiness, reckless and reckless, and left after finishing his work. , not even a kiss on the face.

This "guest" seems to like kissing very much.

Gently clenching, slowly twisting, wiping and picking again, the kiss made Yinrong's breathing quicken, her heartbeat accelerated, and even the tail behind her couldn't help wrapping around the other's strong and powerful legs.

After the kiss, when they finally parted, the man still didn't speak, but his breathing was heavy. The next link was exactly as Yinrong expected, but it was beyond expectation.

The "guest" is extremely patient, silent and enduring. Several times, Yinrong thought that he would not be able to restrain himself, but he held back everything. He waited for Yinrong to feel comfortable before finally letting go to perform the "spent [-] high-grade spirits." Stone's gold master' right.

After an unknown amount of time, Yinrong collapsed on the bed so exhausted that she didn't even have the strength to move her fingers.

Only then did he feel the "guest" put another kiss on his lips, with a little satisfaction, he asked in a hoarse voice: "Is it comfortable?"

Yinrong: "Shu—huh????"

The fox ears on the top of Yinrong's head "swish" back, and the hair exploded, this sound, this sound...

Immediately afterwards, the blindfold that couldn't be taken off suddenly loosened and slipped off, Yinrong was able to see the person in front of him clearly, the familiar handsome face, but Jun's face was covered with a thin layer of blush, and his usually meticulous hair was also messed up , with a few strands of blue hair falling down, it was Chengyang Muqiu whom he had never seen before.

"Is the deity serving you comfortably?"

"!!!"

It was obviously a gentle and tender question, but Yinrong jumped up in fright and burrowed into the quilt. But, the moment he moved, it hurt so much that he had to slow down——Although the experience just now was pleasant, the strength of the ancestor is still not tolerable. Underestimated, the pain is still unavoidable.

Chengyang Muqiu took the quilt and silver velvet into his arms slowly. At this moment, there was still an ambiguous smell in the room. The silver velvet cocooned itself and was wrapped into a silkworm baby, leaving only half of his face and a pair of fluffy ones. The fox ears are outside.

He swallowed: "You, you, how could you..."

Chengyang Muqiu was very persistent, looking fixedly at Yinrong's pair of amber eyes: "Is it comfortable to serve you?"

"..." Yinrong shrank her neck again, "It's comfortable."

Chengyang Muqiu: "The truth?"

Yinrong didn't understand why he cared so much about this matter, but nodded honestly: "It's really comfortable, Xianzun, did you have any romantic encounters recently? How did you improve your skills so quickly?"

Chengyang Muqiu: "..."

Chengyang Muqiu sighed, and wrapped the silver fleece tightly: "From the day we parted, I have been chasing after you without sleep until now, I thought... something happened to you."

No way, sleepless and restless, it has been half a month since we parted, right?

Yinrong thought: Is the ancestor worried about him?

Actually chasing all the way here day and night?From that barren mountain to Luwu Mountain, it may be thousands of miles away. Even with the magic method of traveling thousands of miles a day, it will take ten days to find it, not to mention the effort to find someone?

It would be a lie to say that he was not moved, Yinrong licked his lips, and was about to tell the story of meeting the soul of Daoist You Ci that day inexplicably: "Actually, that day..."

Chengyang Muqiu interrupted Yin Rong: "Why are you here... selling yourself?"

He asked hopefully, "Is that the bustard forcing you?"

"No, how did he force me?" Yinrong was a little smug, "I'm very powerful now, if I want to leave, those big monsters who are guards in Xiuchun Tower can't stop me!"

Chengyang Muqiu was even more silent, and after a while he asked in a deep voice, "Why is that?"

Yinrong felt that his ancestor seemed unhappy, but he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him, so he said straightforwardly: "I'm a seductive monster, and it's best to practice in a brothel. My master is like this, sucking the yang energy of men , while earning Lingshi, and I earn more than him!"

"Eighty thousand high-grade spirit stones!" Yin Rong's eyes lit up when he said this, "Qing Minglang promised that at the first night, three to seven points, I will seven to three, seven to eight 56, that is fifty-six thousand high-grade spirit stones, you Do you know, with so much money, you can buy the entire town of Pipa, no, you can buy a hundred of Pipa towns! At that time, I will return to my hometown in full glory, and I will do my best to open the eyes of those bastards who looked down on me before—it’s a pity Tu Dazui is dead, but he still has a lot of brothers who have bullied me—then buy the casino and let my master gamble casually, and then hire dozens of handsome men to serve me in different ways!"

"How can dozens of beautiful men serve you?" Chengyang Muqiu almost gritted his teeth.

Yinrong suddenly realized that he had lost his feelings for a moment, as if he had said too much, and it was really not appropriate to imagine the arrogant life after being disarmed and returned to the farm in front of the "benefactor".

But before he could apologize, Yinrong was pulled out of the quilt by Chengyang Muqiu again, one way or another.

The ancestor couldn't control it the second time, and made Yinrong cry again.

Yinrong even sobbed and said that he would return the spirit stone to him, and that he would make a clean break from it, and never do it again. Go to the tub with warm water in the compartment.

He followed the steps Qing Minglang said, patiently cleaned Yinrong gently and carefully, and Yinrong was also confused. Although he had heard of and looked at the corners, but it was all benefactors to the servants, never Which guest would take care of people so tenderly and carefully, so this operation was the first time he had seen it.

Chengyang Muqiu is also the first time to do it.

Unfamiliar, but careful enough, it seems that Yinrong is not a vixen who has fallen asleep with him long ago, but some fragile and precious porcelain that needs to be held in the palm of his hand and carefully cared for.

Yinrong stopped crying, he was no longer a young chicken, he had even tasted the wild fun of being on the ground, he had never treated that kind of thing like eating and drinking, and he never knew what it was to be ashamed, but at this moment, he blushed inexplicably.

Obviously just cleaning it up.

He wasn't the only one who blushed, Yin Rong saw through the dense water vapor that Chengyang Muqiu's ears were also red.

The two of them didn't speak, and in the room that was arranged like a wedding room, only the sound of swaying water was left, and the steaming made people feel hot all over, and the silver velvet was dizzy. Yan, said regretfully: "It's over! Oh, it was my negligence, I forgot to tell you, that thing can't be cleaned up, I have to save it to absorb and refine it, so that I can repair the demon pill..."

Chengyang Muqiu's ears turned redder, which made him seem to coincide with the elder brother who had lost his memory in Pipa Town, but the ancestor who recovered his memory still had the pressure of the superior, saying Speaking of love, there is also a kind of power that cannot be refused: "If you want, I will give you some more."

It was already the second day when Yinrong woke up again.

He moved the fluffy fox ears on the top of his head, and heard someone whispering outside: "It's not up yet, when are we going to wait?"

"Wait a little longer, last night, oops, tsk tsk, almost tossed all night, the red-sleeved young man worked hard."

"Hush, silence, be careful to disturb the nobleman."

...Very well, Feng Shui turns, and now it's someone else's turn to listen to his corner. Yinrong wanted to bury his head in the quilt, but as soon as he moved, he heard the man's hoarse and satisfied voice: "Are you awake?"

Yinrong woke up completely this time: "...um."

So what's the situation now? Not long ago, he had just uttered harsh words to his ancestors, saying that he would never see each other again, but he rolled in one place last night and fought fiercely all night.

But it seems that he can't be completely blamed. For the first time, his eyes were covered. I can't help it.

Now that it's done, it's useless to regret it, Yinrong was thinking about how to deal with their relationship, whether to have a candid chat with him, but Chengyang Muqiu didn't seem to be interested in chatting at all, and hugged him in his arms: " Didn't you say you were tired? Sleep a little longer."

Yinrong struggled, but didn't break free, muttering softly: "I really don't dislike me at all."

"..." Chengyang Muqiu paused, and then hugged him tighter.

Yin Rong buried her face in Chengyang Muqiu's chest, and said sullenly, "I have something to tell you."

Chengyang Muqiu's throat rolled, and he was a little nervous: "Say it."

Yinrong: "That day, on that barren mountain, I met your master."

This topic was completely different from what Chengyang Muqiu had expected, but he also became serious, and after listening to Yinrong explain the ins and outs in detail, he finally asked, "Why did I just touch his tombstone and was pulled into him?" The illusion of the old man?"