God, he's wearing it again

The sun was going down immediately, and before going down they found an inn to stay.

Meeting an acquaintance in front of the inn, Feng Jiuluo didn't pay attention at first until the person called him.

"God of Wealth, why did I meet you here, and Mr. Yu?" It was Baozi Cuihua, and Feng Jiuluo saw her smiling all over her face, she looked more blessed than a month ago.

"Why is it such a coincidence, I'm afraid Yuelao was not bound with red thread, otherwise we would meet everywhere." Feng Jiuluo covered his lips with his sleeve and smiled lightly. Bring it with you.

Yu Qingyuan couldn't help covering her mouth, why did this aunt appear again? Her body was almost twice his own size, and it was too crowded in her eye sockets. Fortunately, Feng Jiuluo was able to face this picture. What did the face say about the red line of the old age?

Baozi Cuihua smiled and said, "God of Wealth, you are not only good-looking, but you also have a very sweet mouth. I just came to a relative's house for favors, and they arranged for me to live here because their house was not enough."

Mo Wuwen and the two in the back supported the tree next to them for some reason and began to vomit.

"What's wrong with them?" Baozi Cuihua looked back when she saw this, the flesh on her face was moving every time she breathed.

Feng Jiuluo chuckled, "Perhaps I ate too much. There are so many delicacies in the south of the Yangtze River. It's inevitable that I'm gluttonous."

The two vomited even more when they heard the food.

After such a chatter, several people entered the inn together. During dinner, Feng Jiuluo didn't see the other two, and asked curiously, "Where are your two cronies?"

Yu Qingyuan smiled ambiguously, "Of course I went to have some fun."

Following his gaze, Feng Jiuluo's face was full of secrets, and the first night of the festivities had just begun.

"Then why don't you go?" He raised his eyebrows.

"Isn't there still you?"

I saw Yu Qingyuan ambiguously wanting to get closer, when suddenly a small head poked out from under the belly of the table, sandwiched between the two of them, pushed Yu Qingyuan over there with his small hand, and sat down on the stool.

Yu Qingyuan frowned, "Why do you join in the fun with us adults?" The expression in his eyes was a bit hostile, and he would definitely throw this little thing away when he found a chance.

"Han'er sees the scenery here just right, the wind blows from all sides, and the feng shui is good, so I want to sit here." Han Shuang crossed her hands on her chest.

Feng Jiuluo poked his cheek, "Do you know what Fengshui is, little guy?" The smile on his face was light and long, and there was a kind of unknowing pampering.

Go back to the room.

There was a pile of gold, silver, jewelry, gems and jade on the table, which was very dazzling against the candlelight, all of which were the results of a day of sweeping.

"So what are you going to do with these?" Frost asked.

Feng Jiuluo glanced at it, with a smile in his eyes, "Today, I let my uncle experience the feeling of a 'prodigal girl'."

Sweeping the sleeves, everything on the table was empty, as if it didn't exist in the first place.

Far away, in a dilapidated thatched hut by the lake, the little girl stared at the somewhat dilapidated dining table. Today was another bowl of clear porridge, but she couldn't find a few grains of rice after digging with a spoon, while her mother was lying in the dark. mending clothes by candlelight.

She knew that even so, it was saved by her mother bit by bit.

"Mother, I'm not hungry, you can eat." The girl glanced at her mother, her soft judo still had a milky voice.

The woman picked out the messy strands of hair with the back of the needle, "Mother is not hungry, you can eat quickly." The clothes on her body were worn out and worn out, and I don't know how many times they have been repaired.

"Mother has gold! There is gold!" the girl suddenly cried.

The woman looked up at her, and the child must be talking nonsense again, "Where did you get the gold, hurry up and eat it, the porridge will be cold later."

The girl paced back and forth anxiously, "There is really gold." She even pointed her finger.

The woman fixed her eyes on several gold hairpins and several pairs of jade bracelets on the other side of the table.

While the lights were still on, there was a faint light coming in from the window, Feng Jiuluo was in a light sleep when he heard a gentle knock on the door, he got up and brushed the frost beside his clothes, he didn't know where he went.

As soon as the door was opened, Yu Qingyuan stood in front of her eyes.

"What are you doing here after you haven't slept for so long?" Feng Jiuluo opened the door and let him in sideways. Yu Qingyuan was surprised, and turned around to see the smoke in the room's furnace.

"I can't sleep and want to talk to you."

"For some reason, the room is always too hot." Feng Jiuluo pulled down his collar a little, poured himself a cup of cold tea, and choked on it.

Yu Qingyuan patted him on the back to help him calm down, this time Feng Jiuluo coughed a few times without refusing, and finally calmed down, "Thank you."

Looking back at Yu Qingyuan, there were tears in her eyes from the violent cough just now, shining brightly under the faint candlelight, which could not help but make people fascinated.

Feng Jiuluo let Yu Qingyuan help him to sit by the bed, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

It's rare to see him in such a submissive manner, Yu Qingyuan said, "Look at me, I've paid the price, I've apologized, and I've been so kind to you and I've followed you in everything, I wouldn't have paid any attention to anyone else."

"Where is your temper like this, you are the first one to let me put my heart and soul out like this, so you have to show something like this." Yu Qingyuan said.

After a moment of silence, Feng Jiuluo pulled down his collar a little more, nodded, "Well, but you have to treat me better."

Seeing that he agreed, Yu Qingyuan stared at him with scorching eyes, the beauty shyly lowered her eyebrows and couldn't express the artistic conception, thinking that she was arrogant to him a month ago, but now she can be regarded as able to kiss Fangze.

"Hey, blow out the candle." Feng Jiuluo put his hand on his chest.

Yu Qingyuan chuckled lightly, "Okay, it's up to you."

A slender hand above the roof gently lowered the tiles, and looked back from the room.

"Do you think that guy will be frightened if he sees a lotus root lying next to him tomorrow?" Frost whispered.

Feng Jiuluo smiled at him and said, "Wouldn't it be better to be scared and stupid." He took care of it slowly.

Frost chuckled.

"By the way, how do you know that it's not me in the room, and you followed me out early." The little doll's cultivation level didn't even drop to recognize that the room was a dummy, and he followed him after he hadn't gone far.

Frost lifted her chin proudly, "If I don't even recognize you, I have a pair of eyes for nothing, so I might as well find someone to deduct them and turn them into a pair of blind holes."

The pretentiousness in the room is nothing like the people around here.

Feng Jiuluo was so teased by his appearance that he picked his chin with his fingers.

Tonight's moonlight is beautiful and intoxicating. One big and one small are sitting on the roof, the big one is holding a jug in his hand, and the little one is sitting next to him with his legs crossed, admiring the beautiful scenery by the lake.

The moonlight shimmered on the lake, and the lights of the painting boats from somewhere not far away were still on, the light gauze was floating, the red lights were hanging high, and the wine and sex from somewhere were misleading people.

"Do you want to make a pot for you too?" Feng Jiuluo asked.

Frost cast a glance at him, and Feng Jiuluo waited for a long time before responding.

"I'll drink with you when I grow up."

Suddenly there was a sound of opening the door in the room, Feng Jiuluowu and Hanshuang looked at each other and looked into the room through the gap in the roof.

I saw a fat woman walking in, she walked a little unsteadily and groped onto the couch.

And kicked a lotus root off the bed, and the lotus root rolled to the bottom of the bed.

The two looked away from the room at the same time for a while, stared blankly at each other and then fell silent for a while, the air reached an unprecedented stillness.

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36. The ground is full of fairies 16

Suddenly there was a scream in the silent morning.

Yu Qingyuan woke up in a daze, the incense in the room yesterday was too strong, he was so tired that he didn't wake up until early in the morning, and was going to take advantage of the weather to hug the beauty and tease him again, who knew he would touch a bunch of them soft meat.

Opening his eyes sideways, a face as big as his eyes came into view, and he smiled shyly at him, blinking the flesh on his face so that the facial features were squeezed and deformed.

Sitting up from the bed, he grabbed the quilt and covered his chest, "Ah! Why are you here?!"

Suddenly there was an urgent knock on the door, and my mind went blank for a moment, then I hurriedly put on my clothes, and used my hands to hold the door at the last moment when the door was almost pushed open.

"Don't come in yet! I have something to do."

Feng Jiuluo stood outside the door with one hand on the door and pushed in, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Yu Qingyuan was stunned when he heard the voice, what the hell is going on?The hand holding the door did not let go.However, the people outside didn't seem to have heard that they were pushing harder, and they were quite strong. How could they be so strong? He was pushed a crack across his entire body.

"What's wrong?" Feng Jiuluo stood outside the door with a dazed expression on his face.

"Don't come in now!" Yu Qingyuan pushed the door hard.

Feng Jiuluo also pushed hard from the outside, "If you don't open the door, how will I know what's going on inside?"

Suddenly the door was pushed open with a bang, Feng Jiuluo looked at Yu Qingyuan's bumped arm, and asked concerned, "Are you okay?" Then he turned his gaze to Baozi Cuihua, who was wearing a belt, with an expression on his face They were all stunned.

"You? You..." He pointed to Yu Qingyuan first, and then to Baozi Cuihua.

Feng Jiuluo immediately interrupted him, "Okay, you bastard! It wasn't enough for you to have me in the first half of the night, and you have to mess with others in the second half of the night! If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have believed you, you bastard ! You grandson! I curse you for not lifting in the next life!"

Yu Qingyuan stroked his hair anxiously, "I, I'm really not, listen to my explanation."

Feng Jiuluo snorted coldly, "How else can I explain it? You two are tied together by Yuelao