The scumbag provoked the blackened male god again

Chapter 780 Charm [47]

The master and apprentice really lived at the foot of Nanshan Mountain. The house was built by Shen Lang under the supervision of Li Wangyu.

This guy knew from Yunshuiya that she was a top-notch infrastructure talent, so he squeezed her, a weak beauty who couldn't carry her shoulders or hands, to build a big courtyard with her bare hands in front of three big men.

The role the three of them can play is to help her find wood, cut wood and pass the wood. Without any nails, she can only sharpen the bamboo and join it into a mortise and tenon frame. She is so tired that she can hardly stand up straight!
In the end, she was lying on the roof, dying and unwilling to go down, Jing Mu had no choice but to fly up and hug her down personally.

"We have arranged everything in the house," Jing Mu said gently, "Go and have a look."

Haven't made the bed yet.

Shen Lang thought sadly and angrily, is it possible that she still has to make four beds by herself?
When I entered the room, I saw that there was no bed at all.

Although it is spacious, the layout is exquisite and elegant, which is very in line with Jing Mu's aesthetics.

Presumably this is the house that Jing Mu chose by himself.

"Master, where do you sleep without a bed?" Shen Lang asked quietly.

Is it possible to be like a little dragon girl, taking root and sleeping on the rope?
Jing Mu lowered his eyes and smiled, waved his cloud sleeves, and a mahogany carved bed appeared out of thin air in the empty room. The bedding on the bed was neat, and even the bed curtains were properly tied with silk ribbons.

"..." Shen Lang choked, blinked his dry and tired eyes, "Where did Master get the bed?"

"Just now, while you were busy, I went to the market for my teacher. I bought four sets of beds, tables, stools, pens, ink, cups and inkstones. I also bought pots, pans, and girls' things for my teacher."

The three men have already bigued, only Shen Lang, who has no spiritual roots and can only control the light, can't make bigu. Naturally, the pots, pans, and girls' things are specially bought for her.

I didn't expect Tangtang Xianzun to bring money with me when I went out, and I didn't expect him to be meticulous and considerate, even buying things for the girl for her. He really is a gentle and good man.

Jing Mu had already walked to the table and sat down, just like he was in the Temple of Queyun before, unhurriedly took out a roll of bamboo slips from his sleeve and unfolded it, looking at it intently with downcast eyes.

Shen Lang raised his hand and rubbed his sore neck, took off his shoes, walked slowly to sit beside him, put his arms around his arm, rubbed his face on his shoulder sleepily, and frowned in discomfort: "Master, my neck is sore. It's very sore and my waist hurts, please help me cure it."

Jing Mu's spiritual power has a healing effect. In the past, when she got into trouble outside and was injured, it was Jing Mu who helped her heal.

Right now, she is extremely tired, her consciousness is muddled, and she doesn't know what she said, she only knows to find a safe place to take a nap.After finishing speaking, there was no movement, and the two invisible wooden sticks under the eyelids seemed to be broken, and the sleepy man leaned on his shoulders and gradually closed his eyes.

In the past, she often fell asleep leaning on his shoulder, but now she was extremely tired and confused, and she did the same rude behavior as before.

Jing Mu didn't disturb her, and quietly let her lean against her.

I don't know how long it took, she fell into a deep sleep, and could only vaguely feel a light force hugging her, and then she was placed in a soft place, like a cloud, soft, exuding a faint fragrance of plum blossoms .

In the dream, white snowflakes fluttered.

In the warm room, a hand with sharp knuckles held her shoulder, and then gently protected her head.

It was Jing Mu's hand.

He has always been so kind to her.

"Master..." she whispered in her dream.

The dream and reality seemed to blend together, she felt a snowflake gently falling on her forehead, and then slowly melted, blending with her own body temperature, moist and hot.

After a while, the feeling disappeared without a trace, passing by like a dragonfly on water.

After a long time, her bizarre dream came to an end.

That was the plain white brocade robe that flashed by the master at dawn.

...

The weird dream was incomplete, her memory was vague, and when she opened her eyes in a daze, it was already sunset and the crows were circling the trees.

She roughly estimated the time and found that she had slept in Jing Mu's room all afternoon.

There was no one in the room, so she hurriedly got out of bed to look, and sure enough, she found Jing Mu watering the flowers in the yard, and Ning Rong who was lazily sitting at the door of her room reading a book.

Jing Mu got a few crabapple plants from nowhere and planted them in the courtyard. Although the environment is simple now, it seems that he has lived in an elegant and poetic way.

Ning Rong on the side was wearily, falling asleep with the setting sun, very much like her tired and tired appearance after finishing her work at noon.

"Master," Shen Lang retracted his gaze and called out, "Why don't you see Senior Brother?"

Jing Mu didn't raise his eyes, and replied while pouring water: "Going down the mountain."

"Going down the mountain?" Shen Lang frowned, went to Ning Rong's side and poked his book, "Which room did the big brother choose?"

A square courtyard with four houses in east, west, north and south.

Ning Rong pointed to Westinghouse listlessly, "Here, that one."

Then the rest of the east house is hers.

She got up and went in.

It is not difficult to see that the layout of the room was made by Jing Mu. It is elegant and delicate, and there are a lot of flowers and sweet fruits, which seem to be freshly picked. There are still clear drops of water dripping from the petals and peels, shining a warm light in the dusk.

Shen Lang felt a little soft in his heart.

Ning Rong's startled voice suddenly came from outside: "Senior brother, what are you doing with these things? You don't want to give them to that stinky girl, do you?"

Shen Lang was startled, and pushed the door to go out, and sure enough, he saw Li Wangyu carrying a few struggling poultry, chickens, ducks, geese...

The fluttering wings slapped out a few dirty feathers, and without frowning, he threw them on the ground at will, and quickly restrained them with spiritual power, making them immobile.

He raised his head to look at Shen Lang opposite, pursed his thin lips slightly, his gloomy brows and eyes revealed a bit of irritability, and said suddenly:

"These are for you, they will lay eggs, and the cubs will be hatched and raised to eat."

"Is this what you bought back by going down the mountain?" Ning Rong couldn't believe it.

Sure enough, it was for that stinky girl.

Jing Mu stopped watering the flowers, put down the pot and looked over.

"I'm afraid there is nowhere to place these poultry."

"It's okay, it's okay!" Shen Lang quickly ran over to pick up a big white and soft goose, and said with a smile, "Tomorrow, the disciple will build a fence outside the yard. The brother has good intentions, how can the disciple live up to it?"

Li Wangyu looked at her deeply.

At the same time, a cold voice suddenly sounded in Shen Lang's mind:
[It is detected that Li Wangyu's love value has risen, and the current love value is: 96%]

Shen Lang paused, put down the big white goose, and walked towards the east room under the surprised eyes of the three men, but stopped when he was about to enter the door.

[Success is imminent, the host please continue to work hard. 】

It was rare for the system to motivate her.

No one knew why she suddenly wanted to go back to the room, and no one could see her expression clearly.

(End of this chapter)