Immortal, save me!

Mo Yin chuckled: "No."

In fact, it was somewhat interesting, mainly because I wanted to tease him.

Luo Jin didn't believe it, so he hurriedly took a shower and got out of the tub. He took the inner clothes on the side and put them on, and went directly towards Mo Yin.

Seeing him lying flat on the bed with his eyes closed and resting, Luo Jin pressed on him with dissatisfaction.

"Why is the immortal hanging me?"

But one hand touched Mo Yin's waist, slowly untied the ties of his shirt, and stroked the strong muscles of his abdomen with his palm.

Mo Yin opened his eyes and looked at him, put his arms around his waist, and their positions reversed. Mo Yin leaned over and kissed him on the lips, his voice was like a whisper, charming and touching.

"I never hanged you."

Luo Jin was so lost in beauty that all he could see was Mo Yin's picturesque features. As for what Mo Yin said, he didn't hear a word, let alone think about how to answer.

The bed curtains fell layer by layer, hiding the entangled figures of the two people. There was only the "squeak" of the bed frame being overwhelmed, and the sound of heavy breathing that filled the room.

Just as he was getting into it, a knock on the wall suddenly came from next door. The sound was neither loud nor quiet, just enough for the two of them to hear clearly.

Mo Yin stopped moving, and his confused expression regained some clarity. However, someone who was immersed in it was dissatisfied and turned his position again with a force.

Luo Jin's face was as red as a peach blossom. He grabbed Mo Yin's hand and raised it to his head, occupying it naturally.

However, the person next door kept beating on the wall. Luo Jin stopped impatiently and stared at the wall angrily, as if he had killed the person next door a thousand times through the wall.

Seeing that there was no movement next door, Luo Jin lowered her head and looked at the beauty beneath her. Her black hair was disheveled, her face was like a peach blossom, her eyes were half blurred and half clear. She was looking at him with eyes full of light, and her skin was covered with kisses from him. The traces are gorgeous and clear.

He swallowed his saliva, couldn't help but leaned forward, and gently sucked the man's red lips.

Only at this time could he feel the turbulent emotions hidden under the calmness of the person in front of him, which made him unable to stop and wished he could continue like this.

"Immortal...A Yin..."

He murmured, no matter what happened next door, he continued to move.

Mo Yin hugged him and whispered in his ear: "Little slut." This could still go on.

Sure enough, there was another knocking on the wall next door, but this time, no matter how hard the person knocked, it could not stop Luo Jin. Instead, it made him even more excited, and the noise once overshadowed the knocking on the wall.

The next day, Luo Jin walked out of the room refreshed, and the man next door happened to come out as well. Lu Chunting looked at him with dark circles under his eyes.

"Did you guys fight last night?"

Luo Jin coughed when he heard this and pretended not to understand: "What fight?"

Lu Chunting rubbed his eyes and said: "The bed in your room kept making noises, and you were still breathing heavily. It didn't stop until just now. The roast chicken in my dream was scared away."

Luo Jin: "..."

Did you hear it so clearly?

Lu Chunting sighed: "Don't you have a good relationship? How can you fight? This is not good."

Luo Jin said seriously: "...Well, you are right."

Lu Chunting continued: "Originally, I wanted to knock on the door, but I was too sleepy and didn't want to move."

Luo Jin: Fortunately you didn't go. How could he "sleep" if you did?

His face nodded in agreement.

At this time, Mo Yin also came out of the room, dressed like a landlord again. Luo Jin saw him coming out and immediately leaned over.

"Ayin, are you hungry? Do you want to go down and eat something?"

Mo Yin paused after hearing this. For some reason, when he heard the word "hungry" now, he would think of someone's hungry eyes.

He looked a little unnatural. Before he could say the word "I'm not hungry," Lu Chunting, who was looking sluggish at the side, suddenly became energetic: "Eat something?! Okay, okay, I'm starving to death. I want to eat roasted chicken, roasted goose, and braised pork." Braised beef ribs with soy sauce elbow, spicy rabbit head..."

"Junior brother!"

A low drink interrupted Lu Chunting's endless list of dish names. He turned around slowly, not yet awake from the food in his head.

"Sister."

Meng Ziyue looked at him helplessly, feeling that this junior brother from the demon world was not an ordinary foodie. Could it be that he was a legendary glutton? But isn’t Taotie a legend? And I heard that my junior brother seemed to be in the form of a plant, right? Or are all monks in the demon world able to eat like this?

Chu Xueying on the side covered her lips and smiled softly: "Junior brother, go and eat when you are hungry. We will not let you go hungry."

Lu Chunting's eyes lit up and she said happily: "Really?! Thank you, senior sister!"

Meng Ziyue sighed: "We can't spoil him like this. He has been eating since we met him. What if he eats something bad? Let's take him to see a doctor when we find time."

Chu Xueying, however, had a different attitude: "I see that Junior Brother looks very hungry, and after so long, I haven't seen any physical problems with Junior Brother. In that case, why not let Junior Brother eat to his heart's content?"

As she spoke, she looked at Cheng Yu and Yang Ding and said, "What do you two senior brothers think?"

When asked, Yang Ding nodded immediately: "Junior sister is right."

Cheng Yu looked at Meng Ziyue without saying anything.

Seeing this, Chu Xueying took off the purse from her waist and handed it to Lu Chunting: "Junior brother, just buy whatever you want to eat. Don't starve yourself."

Lu Chunting stared at his purse with gleaming eyes. He stretched out his hand in the air and hesitated. He looked at Meng Ziyue and then at Chu Xueying. He was entangled. They were both his parents, who should listen to him?

Meng Ziyue looked at his troubled expression with a smile, and compromised: "You can go and eat if you want."

Upon hearing this, Lu Chunting immediately took the purse, thanked him and rushed downstairs.

Chu Xueying took back her hand with a slight smile.

Meng Ziyue: "Junior sister is too spoiled to him."

Chu Xueying: "Junior brother is still young, so he should be pampered."

In terms of age, Chu Xueying is the youngest, and is over a hundred years old. She comes from a royal family in the human world, and her talent is considered top-notch in the human world, but in the end she is not as good as the geniuses from the cultivating family and the monster level of the monks from the demon world.

Among the five of them, the eldest sister, second brother and third brother all come from a family of cultivators, the younger brother comes from the demon world, and she comes from the human world, so her talent and strength are the lowest among them, while the eldest brother Wang Youyin only comes from the world of cultivators. An orphan has talent and strength that surpasses all of them, and has reached a height beyond her reach. How unfair.

Chu Xueying lowered her eyes, but the next moment she raised her lips and said with a smile: "Let's go down and have something to eat. We have to go find Senior Brother later."

Several people nodded and invited Luo Jin and the two of them, "Do you two want to come together?"

Luo Jin shook his head: "You go ahead, A Yin and I will go for a walk first."

After saying that, he turned around and winked at Mo Yin. He didn't want to get involved with them.

So the two of them left the inn.

Luo Jin held Mo Yin's hand and played with it, asking, "Is the immortal really not hungry?"

Mo Yin: "I'm not hungry."

Luo Jin had a look of pity on her face, but she didn't know what she was pity for.

Suddenly he seemed to remember something, turned to look at Mo Yin and said, "Immortal, where is that half-demon Jiang Zui?"