After Jiaoqibao and Long Aotian switched bodies

The two were very close, and Wen Gu could clearly see his thick eyelashes, which turned into a very light golden color under the warm yellow sunset, with a kind of psychedelic beauty, and he nodded almost subconsciously.

Until he met Yuan Jiuyuan's smiling eyes, and the turbulent heat flowed from his heart to his face, he suddenly bit his lower lip, and what Master said was right.

The people of the Demon Race are really good at deceiving people's hearts.

Wen Gu pretended to be nonchalant, turned his head and walked towards the supermarket.

Yuan Jiuyuan followed closely behind, and Remnant Hui elongated their shadows, intertwining them deeply.

It happened to be dinner time when we got home, and the buildings in the community were brightly lit. As soon as we arrived at the door, Wen Gu heard the buzzing voice on the TV——

"I'm not as good as you right now, but it doesn't mean I'll never be as good as you! Remember! Don't bully the young and poor!"

"It's the Sword Art of the Gods! It's so terrifying, so terrifying!"

As we all know, the door of Wen Gu's house has been half open since it broke down last time.

Wen Gu pushed open the half-closed door at one corner, and in the dark living room, there were three dimly lit faces staring intently at the screen on the TV.

Jing Feiming was leaning on the comfortable single sofa, resting on the little shark's pillow, holding an open bottle of fat house happy water in his hand, following the picture of the male lead pretending to be aggressive on the TV, he looked disdainful from time to time, Sometimes thoughtful.

Ghost Luohan and Yinhan sat solemnly, with their hands on their knees, watching the TV screen quietly.

Wen Gu secretly observed the jpg.

Yuan Jiuyuan held the shopping bag in one hand, and turned on the light with the other hand. The three people in the bright and spacious living room looked away and glanced at the two of them, then turned their eyes away and continued watching TV.

Wen Gu changed into comfortable shoes, and asked shyly, "I just bought vegetables, what do you want to eat?"

Yin Han said without hesitation: "We have already fasted the grain, so we don't need to eat."

Ghost Luohan was more tactful than him, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Concubine Ming, for your kindness. I haven't touched chopsticks in 100 years, so I won't bother you."

Jing Feiming is engrossed in the plot and blocks all information from the outside world.

Yuan Jiuyuan placed the vegetables in the shopping bag, and walked out of the kitchen, "When you come to the country, do as the Romans do, you have to eat here."

Wen Gu glanced at him gratefully, but he didn't expect Yuan Jiuyuan to be as delicate as a silk thread, and could even capture his subtle embarrassment.

The Mozun has already spoken, so there is no reason not to obey, but Wen Gu is what they consider a "Ming Concubine". How can there be any reason why the master is busy in the kitchen while the two subordinates sit on the sofa watching TV?

So, the two of them stood on the left and the right of the kitchen, escorting the Mozun and Concubine Ming in the kitchen.

Jing Feiming is a kind person, and the sound of the TV is turned on to ensure that they can hear it.

With Yuan Jiuyuan's help, Wen Gusheng spent half an hour to cook the food that could have been prepared in an hour. Although Yuan Jiuyuan didn't need to use a knife, he could cut the vegetables neatly with a snap of his fingers.

But when he stayed in the kitchen, the breaths of the two were intertwined, and each breath was full of each other's smell, which greatly disturbed Wen Gu's mood.

Wen Gu took out a bottle of fine wine from the wine cabinet, poured five glasses slowly, and welcomed the arrival of new friends.

His craftsmanship is impeccable, and the dishes on the table are full of color, fragrance, and delicious taste. Jing Feiming, who doesn't eat grains and meat, is hooked here, and he picks up a little yellow man's custard bun with great interest. , lightly bit off half of the little yellow man's head.

"Hmm...it's okay."

Ghost Luohan and Yinhan were busy eating meat, but it was so delicious. The food in the world of cultivating immortals was mediocre, and they ate fresh fruits and fairy peaches on weekdays. How could they eat such delicious food with endless aftertaste.

But they are not interested in wine, drinking strong wine is no different from plain water, Jing Feiming looks at the delicious food on the table with disinterest.

Wen Gu had an idea and made him a cup of taro ball milk tea.

"What is this?" Jing Feiming raised his eyebrows and looked at the brown liquid in the cup, which looked like poison.

Wen Gu tested the temperature on the back of his hand and handed it to him, "Milk tea."

Jing Feiming looked at him dubiously, with a look of disgust on "Can these two things be cooked together?", but Wen Gu's eyes were too sincere, and Yuan Jiuyuan's eyes staring at him were too cold, he reluctantly took the cup , frowned and took a sip.

Then, a new door opened in front of Jing Feiming, he took a sip, and another sip, the milk tea cup was empty in less than half a minute.

"It's delicious, let's have another drink."

Jing Feiming handed the cup back to Wen Gu, but was intercepted by Yuan Jiuyuan halfway, and said with a half-smile: "It's getting late, you should rest, and I'll buy you a new one tomorrow."

"..."

What a narrow-minded man, Jing Feiming glanced at him, dissatisfied with Yuan Jiuyuan's domination of Wen Gu.

Practitioners don't need to sleep, and they still have to meditate at night. The three guest rooms in Wen Gu's house are spacious and bright, but the three of them are so absorbed in watching TV shows that they don't have time to meditate, so Wen Gu has to let them go.

In the bedroom at night, Wen Gu took down the velvet bear from the bookcase, and a gleaming purple ribbon was wrapped around the bear's neck as a scarf, and a beautiful bow was also tied.

If the people of Xuanyue Sect saw him storing such destructive treasures in such a hasty way, they would definitely spit out three liters of blood in anger.

Wen Gu sat by the window with the little bear in his arms, and carefully untied the fairy belt with purple ribbon. He suddenly smelled the fresh and moist smell after bathing. He turned his head and saw Yuan Jiuyuan's clean and neat figure leaning against the door. His clothes were still in the daytime, black and hard. Her short hair was slightly wet, and she was staring at him without blinking.

"Why are you taking a bath?" Wen Gu didn't understand. Logically speaking, people who cultivate immortals don't need to take a bath.

Yuan Jiuyuan closed the bedroom door smoothly, and approached him step by step, "I'm used to it."

The smell in his breath became stronger and stronger. As he approached, Wen Gu's back stiffened. He stared blankly at the bear in his hand, and clearly felt the mattress beside him sinking downwards, and his tight thighs touched the side of his knees. A warm and powerful touch is transmitted.

"Purple Ribbon Immortal Belt?" Yuan Jiuyuan looked at the little bear in his hand.

Wen Gu nodded slowly, lowered his face, his clear pupils trembled slightly in the flushed eye sockets, and his nose softly snorted: "En."

Yuan Jiuyuan leaned his body sideways, and if he approached Wen Gu intentionally or unintentionally, he carefully looked at the fairy belt in his hand.

Most of their bodies are close to Wen Gu. Even though they know each other so well, the moment when they are in the same room is very different from the time when they exchanged bodies. Wen Gu can feel his warm body and tense muscles, with a kind of vigorous Strength.

As soon as you lift your eyes, you can see his smooth jawline, and the black hair on his forehead is moist, accompanied by a very pure manly breath.

He was very suspicious that Yuan Jiuyuan did it on purpose.

Wen Gu's heart was beating fast, and he stood up abruptly, holding the little bear's arm tightly with both hands, "Go to bed, I... I'll sleep on the floor."

As he spoke, he quickly distanced himself from this dangerous man, opened the closet and took out a quilt, quickly spread it on the side of the bed, and then lay down on his back, pressing the little bear on his chest with both hands, looking up at the quilt. The ceiling looks like an old monk in meditation.

Yuan Jiuyuan sighed lightly, raised his hand and snapped his fingers crisply, Wen Gu fell into the soft and comfortable bed in an instant.

"Why are you so afraid of me?" he asked.

Wen Gu really wanted to say, is there even a need to ask?Just because you snapped your fingers, he obediently lay on the bed. If you snapped your fingers again, wouldn't he become naked?

He simply didn't answer, half of his face was hidden in the pure white and soft pillow, only half of his pink cheeks were exposed, and his little milk voice was a bit coquettish: "You are too frivolous, you are on Qianhe Peak not like this."

"Oh? You mean the time I rubbed the medicine on you?" Yuan Jiuyuan stared at him bluntly.

Wen Gu gave him a hard look, "I think you're quite sophisticated, it doesn't look like you've never been in a relationship, and it doesn't look like..."

Yuan Jiuyuan had evil intentions, knowingly asked: "What?"

Partition walls have ears, so Wen Gu mouthed the word "virgin" and regretted it, feeling as if he had dug another big hole for himself.

Yuan Jiuyuan smiled lightly, and didn't tease him any further, "Go to sleep, I'll watch for you."

Wen Gu turned his head away, rubbed his face against the pillow vigorously, buried his whole head in the pillow like an ostrich, and after a few minutes, he raised his head worriedly, his cheeks were moist and flushed with stuffiness, his eyes were unbelievably bright, "You're not going to disappear suddenly, are you?"

"No." Yuan Jiuyuan reached out and pressed his head into the pillow, and said in a rare gentle tone, "Go to sleep."

It was the first time to share the same bed, and Wen Gu, who was exhausted today, struggled for a while, breathing long and leisurely after a while, and fell into a deep sleep.

The sound of the TV series was hazy through the door, and the bedroom was very quiet. The warm yellow lamp by the bedside cast a circular halo on Wen Gu's face. His clear skin was smooth and delicate. He slept defenselessly, half-opened and rounded. The full lips, the tip of the tongue resting on the snow-white lower teeth, trembled from time to time, as if murmuring with someone in a dream.

Yuan Jiuyuan sat leaning on the side of the bed, watching him quietly, reached out his hand to touch his lower lip lightly like a ghost, the moist and soft touch was wonderful and unbelievable.

However, in the next second, Wen Gu turned over in his direction, half of his body got into his arms, his head rested on his knee, and he smacked his mouth comfortably.

"..."

Yuan Jiuyuan's throat was itchy, and Wen Gu's body was soft and moist. He looked thin and thin, but he felt a magnetic sensuality to the touch, making it impossible to move his hands away.

He wondered if Wen Gu had really fallen asleep.

The next day.

The automatic curtains hummed slightly, and a ray of sunlight penetrated the screen and sprinkled on Wen Gu's calf. He shrank his legs lazily, yawned and turned over, and saw a tall and handsome figure in a daze.

Wen Gu lifted the quilt as if nothing had happened, stretched his waist wantonly, "Good morning."

"I'm fine." Yuan Jiuyuan answered casually, measured him up and down with squinted eyes, turned and walked out of the bedroom.

Wen Gu smiled slightly, jumped off the bed, kicked on his slippers and followed him, "Xiao Jiu, I don't sleep well."

Yuan Jiuyuan looked back at him meaningfully.

Wen Gu looked at him with an innocent and pure face, blinking and blinking, what evil could little Wen Gu have in mind?

The sound of the TV series in the living room was bustling and lively, and there were many words that could not be said clearly. Yuan Jiuyuan chuckled, stretched out a slender and clean finger, and tapped his lower lip.

Wen Gu shrinks his neck, pretending to be cowardly.

At this moment, Yin Han poked his head out from behind the wall of the corridor, looking at the two of them brightly, "Mozun, when can we return to the Nineteenth City?"

Yuan Jiuyuan turned around, and said in a calm manner: "As far as I know, the flow of time here is different from ours. If you want to wait for Ye Jialan's teleportation formation, you still have to wait a few days."

Wen Gu walked out with a smile, "If you feel bored, follow me to Qiuhua Mountain tonight, and I will take you around Yuning City."

"Okay, okay." Yinhan nodded repeatedly.

Ghost Arhat has no objection, because the TV series has already been watched, and the second rerun will start this morning.

Since they still have to stay in modern times for a few days, they might come over from time to time in the future. Wen Gu planned to buy them a few mobile phones, but now the cards are all real-name, and Jing Feiming has no ID card, no different from a black household.

Wen Gu had no choice but to entrust his acquaintance, Captain Gao, to apply for an ID card.

You have to think of an appropriate rhetoric.