I am poor, I installed [Quick Transmigration]

Rong Huai took off the green leaves covering his face, woke up from a nap, and stretched his legs soaked in the hot spring.

It has been three days since he returned to Tianyanzong. Last night, he and Ying Zhu had a little crazy fight. Even though his body was soft, he couldn't stand the door opening for a long time, and his muscles were convulsed. Only then did he go to the Lingquan hot spring in the backyard to soak in the hot spring.

The comfortable warm water flows through the meridians of the whole body, and the soreness caused by overstretching has subsided a lot. Rong Huai lowered his head and splashed water on his body. His jade-white chest was covered with marks, and the warm water became more vivid.

"Chirp."

He looked for the sound and looked up. Little Phoenix was still fighting with Ao Zhou. The two little guys were very energetic and could fight from dawn to dusk. The two balls were about to roll into the hot spring.

Rong Huai stretched out his hands, one after another.

Little Phoenix raised his small head, seeing that it was Rong Huai, he happily burrowed into his arms with a "chirp", the soft feathers rubbed against his smooth skin, making his whole body itchy, he was quite tolerant towards Little Phoenix, Reach out and gently help the little hairball pick out the leaves stuck in the feathers, and smooth the down feathers of the little phoenix.

"Jiujiu" Little Phoenix arched back and forth on his chest.

It's rare that Ying Zhu is not around, so the little phoenix rubs his way to the east and west, having fun everywhere on Rong Huai's body.

Ao Zhou is different from Xiao Fenghuang, who has no integrity.After several days of observation, he also knew that Rong Huai was Ying Zhu's Taoist companion, and this discovery shocked Ao Zhou.Who is the demon lord Ying Zhu?Bloodthirsty, cruel and murderous, his Taoist companion must be a second demon with similar interests.

But it is completely different from what he imagined, Rong Huai has a gentle temper, no matter how mischievous Little Phoenix is, he has a good temper, just the opposite of Ying Zhu.

Ao Zhou hated Yingzhu to the bone, and had complicated feelings towards Ronghuai... After all, Ronghuai didn't really do anything to hurt him, but he was the demon lord's companion.

If the system can find out his inner voice, it will definitely hug him and cry, so that he will not be fooled by the host's gentle and amiable appearance. The previous sons of luck were all driven crazy by the host. Stupid stupid, dead dead, hurt hurt.

It's a pity that the sorrows and joys of the human world can't communicate with each other, and neither can the language of Yitonglong.

"Oh," Ao Zhou felt a little embarrassed when he almost fell into the water and was supported by Rong Huai.As a result, when he raised his head, he was facing the smooth jade white chest, with beautiful and smooth lines, and the mottled marks were particularly bright in the warm water.

Ao Zhou's round animal pupils suddenly opened, the temperature on his face was almost boiling, and his slender tail stiffened into a straight line.

...so, so seductive.

Ao Zhou has practiced for thousands of years with no desires, never has he seen such a swaying scene, Rong Huai lowered his head and saw that the little white dragon was stiff, so he gently stroked his back with his slender and slender fingertips. People drown.

Ao Zhou thought he was a dignified man, and thought he didn't show his uneasiness, but in fact, the white tail was wagging back and forth like a dog.

He has already exposed his mind.

The system covered his face and collapsed: "This is the last dragon descendant in the cultivation world, is the host teaching him like a dog?"

After coming down from several worlds, the system has already discovered that Ronghuai has a strong affinity, as long as he wants, he can easily win the favor of anyone, and no one can escape his gentle trap.

"Chirp" Seeing Ronghuai helping Ao Zhou to touch his back, Little Phoenix became jealous again, he turned his body over with difficulty, revealing his soft and fluffy belly, as if saying that this place is soft, come and touch this place.

Rong Huai stroked the bodies of the two little guys for half an hour, until he vaguely heard someone walking towards the backyard.

"Jiujiu—" Little Fenghuang was already familiar with the road, flapping his small wings, grabbed Ao Zhou and rolled him into the grass beside him.

Rong Huai tapped her toes lightly on the bottom of the pool, wading through the water and swam to the edge of the pool. When she raised her head, Ying Zhu was casually sitting cross-legged beside the hot spring pool.

The collar of the red shirt was loose and open, and a strong and powerful chest was looming. After sitting down cross-legged casually, he put his firm elbows on his knees and looked down at him.

"I went out to do some errands just now, and when I came back and searched around, I found that you were soaking in the hot spring in the backyard." Ying Zhu looked at him and said, "Last night, I was a little ruthless, and now I can still see some marks."

Rong Huai picked up the hot spring water and splashed it on his shoulders, while softly saying: "I have urged the spiritual root to relieve it, otherwise it would be even more shocking to watch."

"It's my fault," Ying Zhu lightly stroked his cheek with his palm: "But Rong Rong also likes it very much, doesn't she?"

Rong Huai's eyes covered with mist narrowed slightly, his lips were rubbed open by Ying Zhu, revealing his white waxy teeth and red tongue: "Yes."

He tilted his head and rested his head on his arm, and Ying Zhu gently ran his fingertips along the soft hair, and asked in a deep voice, "Have you applied any medicine?"

Rong Huai paused, and said, "I've done it."

Just as Rong Huai claimed to know Ying Zhu well, Ying Zhu also knew him very well. From his subtle pause, he guessed that Rong Huai must not have taken the medicine, so he patted his thigh and knee: "Lie down, I'll do it for you."

Rong Huai swept his consciousness and found that the two little dumplings had gone far away, so he stood up from the hot spring. His body was well-proportioned, his skin was white and flawless, and there was no place that was not beautiful. The strands were scattered on the shoulders, and the water droplets fell from the tip of the chin and hair in strings.

Ying Zhu let him lie on her lap, pressed his waist, and applied the ointment evenly on him.

In an instant, the coolness melted into the limbs, and the vague discomfort before was relieved immediately. Rong Huai grabbed Ying Zhu's sleeve: "Kiss."

Ying Zhu bowed his head and pecked at the end of his eyes, Rong Huai was not satisfied, grabbed his palm and put it on his lips: "Here."

"Not here," Ying Zhu was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he used spiritual energy to dry the water stains on his body, then took off his clothes to wrap him up, and said with a hot breath in his ear, "I'm worried that I can't control it."

What can't be controlled, we know each other well.

Rong Huai's current body really needs two days of recuperation.

Ying Zhu: "Do you want to continue soaking?"

Rong Huai said: "I won't soak for now, let's go back."

The overly baggy clothes were draped over Rong Huai's body, some of them even dragged to the ground, Rong Huai was carried back to the inner room by Ying Zhu.He stood in front of the closet to choose clothes, and Ying Zhu hugged him tightly behind him, buried his face in his neck and took a deep breath: "It smells like those two little beasts."

Rong Huai put on the girdle of the obscene clothes: "... Can you smell this too?"

"I am so familiar with your breath, as long as it is mixed with other people's smell, it makes me feel uncomfortable." Ying Zhu said frankly.

"Then why did you take the initiative to bring them back?" Rong Huai asked.

"I always think that you should like this kind of thing," Ying Zhu lightly stroked his cheeks that had just soaked in the hot spring and were stained with smoky red: "I want to make you happy."

A soft smile appeared on Rong Huai's face, and he pecked Ying Zhu's face. Ying Zhu grabbed the back of his head with a big move, and held Xiang in his arms. The two hugged quietly for a while, Rong Huai asked : "I didn't see you when I woke up just now, what did you do?"

"Osmanthus porridge," Ying Zhu said, "don't you like it? I tried to make a bowl."

Rong Huai was really curious about what the porridge he made looked like, so he followed him to the front hall, and saw a bowl of bright-colored osmanthus porridge on the table, which was almost nothing like the one he ate at the tea stand that day. Respectively, at least the level of appearance has passed.

Ying Zhu handed him a spoon: "Taste."

Rong Huai took a sip and sipped it into his mouth, but almost spit it out. This porridge is just similar in appearance, but it tastes completely different. I don't know how many cans of sugar are put in it. It's so sweet, even the chopped hawthorn on top There is no way to neutralize it.

How clever he is, he quickly realized that Yingzhu's taste buds might be different.

After Ying Zhu finished making it, it was impossible for him not to taste it himself. As long as normal people eat this kind of sweetness, they would definitely spit it out, but Ying Zhu still brought it up. Either there is none, or they are different from ordinary people and cannot taste the taste of normal food.

But Rong Huai didn't say it, but slowly, he drank the whole bowl of greasy sweet porridge.

The system was puzzled: "Host, it's so bad, why do you want to drink it?"

Rong Huai: "Ah Yan is looking forward to it so much, what if I tell him bluntly that it's not good to drink and hurt Ah Yan's fragile heart?"

System: "..." Only the host would think that Ying Zhu's heart is fragile, right?

If the innocent soul who died under Ying Zhu's hands heard these words, wouldn't he be so angry that he would sit up and vomit three liters of blood?

Ying Zhu: "The taste is okay?"

Rong Huai rubbed his tortured stomach, nodded silently: "Yes."

Ying Zhu thought it was because he was full, so he pulled him into his arms, put his big palms on his abdomen, and gently kneaded him, Rong Huai just nestled in his arms and squinted his eyes to enjoy, this place is far from the inside The mansion is very close, Ying Zhu rubbed his brows and frowned and asked: "I see that your inner mansion is full of aura, should break through, why deliberately suppress cultivation?"

"Not yet." Rong Huai said.

When Ying Zhu was afraid of Tianlei, he gently stroked his back to comfort him: "Don't be afraid, I will be by your side during the tribulation, and Tianlei will not hurt you at all."

Rong Huai buried his face in Ying Zhu's arms, and hummed lightly.

Thinking of Ying Zhu talking about getting married before, he asked, "Have you already started preparing for our marriage?"

"Well," Ying Zhu rubbed his hair lightly, and said, "I have ordered the devil general to make preparations, how about we choose a good and auspicious day together?"

Rong Huai: "Will you tell others?"

Of course Ying Zhu wanted to spread the word, he wanted to give Rong Huai an unprecedentedly grand ceremony, and he wanted to let everyone in the six realms know that Rong Huai was his Taoist partner, but if Rong Huai took care of the sect's unwillingness, he would not force it. So after hesitating for a moment, he said, "I'll listen to you."

"I'll listen to you too." Rong Huai kissed the side of his cheek.

Ying Zhu's eyes were filled with joy, he kissed the mole under the corner of his eyes, and said tentatively: "Then I will write the invitation card now."

Rong Huai nodded.

Ying Zhu grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him for a while before leaving. After he left, the system asked hesitantly: "Host, if the news of your marriage with Ying Zhu spread, aren't you afraid that others will say you betrayed the sect? "

"Even if we don't spread the word, won't Ji Yunmin and the others spread it?" Rong Huai poured a cup of tea and rinsed his mouth before saying, "Besides, where is the Tianyan Sect now? Since there is no sect, how can we come here?" Betrayal?"

System: "..." What the host said makes sense!

Ying Zhu's movements were really fast. In less than half a day, the entire comprehension world knew that Rong Huai, a disciple of Tianyan Sect, was going to become a Taoist partner with the demon lord Ying Zhu, and invited the surviving suzerains, elders, and great powers to be present Watch the ceremony.

Da Neng, who is still alive now, is basically struggling to survive. When he received the invitation letter, he was so angry that he almost pouted.

This demon lord destroyed the sect they worked so hard to build, and asked them to go to watch the ceremony!

It's just too deceiving!

On this day, Ying Zhu went out because of the wedding ceremony, and Rong Huai was resting on the bed alone, when ripples suddenly appeared on the wall, and a figure stepped out from inside.

This person is tall and straight, with white clothes piled up like snow, and the door between his brows is indifferent as if not stained with dust, but when he walked to the side of the bed and saw the looming red marks on Ronghuai's chest, his cold expression could no longer be maintained .

As long as he thinks that Rong Huai suffered such humiliation because of him, his heart feels as if it would be cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

He hugged Rong with trembling hands, and was about to leave in a hurry through the wall.

Rong Huai woke up leisurely in his arms, opened his eyes and froze: "...Master?",