After wearing it back, I am in the Shura field every day

Lin Mo made a common sense mistake. He took off his clothes and walked in in a bathrobe without first checking to see if anyone was still in the hot spring.

then……

He saw Meng Jirong soaking in the hot spring pool alone, raised his head, closed his eyes and meditated, brushed his soft hair wet with water, revealing a pleasing face, with muscular arms dripping with water On the edge of the pool, the chest is slightly shiny under the warm light.

It perfectly interprets a word, what is "beautiful and delicious".

Lin Mo stood by the pool and stared at it for a while, staring at him until he opened his eyes.

At first, his face was expressionless, but when he saw who it was, he smiled and tilted his head: "Are you satisfied with what you see?"

"Cough..." Lin Mo moved his eyes away in embarrassment, trying to cover up: "I didn't watch it."

The sound of "哗啦" water suddenly sounded.

Meng Jirong stood up from the hot spring pool and walked towards Lin Mo. The charm of his whole body was vividly displayed. The water drops slipped down the mermaid line around his waist, and ticked in the pool, dizzying circles of small eddies.

Lin Mo's small eyes couldn't help but glance down.

Meng Jirong's smile deepened, and he held out a hand: "Momo, come down."

Lin Mo put his hand on it as if being bewitched, and in the next moment, there was a splash in front of his eyes, and he was pulled down the hot spring pool. The water splashed on his head and shoulders, soaking the bathrobe on his body.

His waist was hugged tightly, and even though he felt the strap of the bathrobe being pulled, without opening his eyes, he hurriedly stretched out his hand and held it down.

Meng Jirong's hoarse laughter rang in his ears: "Don't you take it off? The bathrobe is all wet, and it will be uncomfortable to wear."

"I'll take it off myself." Lin Mo wiped the water on his face with his other hand, opened his eyes and glared at him, "Let go!"

"Okay." Meng Jirong let go of both of his hands, and the gentleman took a small step back thoughtfully.

Lin Mo's expression became suspicious.

So obedient?

The material of the bathrobe absorbs water, and it is indeed heavy and heavy after being soaked. He stared at Meng Jirong, pulled off the strap with one hand, took off the bathrobe, and threw it by the pool.

Meng Jirong stared at his underwater waist and raised his eyebrows.

Lin Mo immediately smiled triumphantly, hahaha, I can't imagine, there is a white towel around him, he must be silly, slightly.

"Wear two?" Meng Jirong said slowly.

The bathrobes and bath towels in the farmhouse are free, and they are placed in the room. You can wear whatever you want when you come to the hot spring. Lin Mo took them all.

But Meng Jirong was wearing a thin layer of swimming trunks, bought at a farmhouse.

chiseled.

Lin Mo glanced at it twice, then looked away with a flushed face, "Can't I, I can wear whatever I want, as much as I want."

He just likes to wear a bath towel underneath, hang in neutral, without restraint!

Meng Jirong suggested in good conscience: "You don't have to wear it, it's more comfortable to wear none."

"Listen to your nonsense, hum."

You gentle scum are very bad!

Lin Mo turned around and wanted to find a place far away from Meng Jirong, but he hugged him from behind, covering his soft abdomen with his hands, with a soft smile in his ears: "Momo, let's make something comfortable thing."

"...!"

He turned his head, widened his eyes and raised his fist.

Meng Jirong laughed and said, "What are you thinking, I mean, give you a squeeze and relax."

Yeah? !

Lin Mo always felt that there was something in his words, or did he change his words immediately when he saw his fist?

"Guaranteed by personality, I won't touch you." Meng Jirong said seriously.

Lin Mo believed it.

Listening to his words, he relaxed and lay on the edge of the hot spring pool, and then pressed his hands on his back, shoulders, etc. with just the right strength.

Really comfortable.

The scent of flowers wafted from nowhere in his nose, the trembling sound of hot spring water in his ears, and the sound of bamboo tubes. There was a sense of tranquility and ease, which made Lin Mo slightly dizzy. to sleep.

He didn't know that his fair skin gradually became pink and tender under the hot spring, and red marks appeared with a light touch, and the bath towel was soaked and wrapped below the waist, round and attractive.

The covered hands also seemed to have changed taste unconsciously.

Pressing gradually turned into kneading, and it was like stroking a precious treasure. From top to bottom, he didn't want to let go of a single bit. The fingertips touched the flames, not only the skin, but even the surroundings boiled.

Lin Mo opened his eyes abruptly, turned around to kick him, and said angrily, "What about your promise!"

Meng Jirong held his leg calmly, staring at him with a light that cannot be ignored, and said in a nonchalant voice, "My guarantee is still there, but my hands don't work."

Lin Mo: "..."

He was so angry that his face flushed and his chest heaved: "I, if I believe you again in the future, I will just..."

He paused, feeling that he was at a disadvantage.

So, the evil started from the heart, stretched out a finger to touch Meng Jirong's nose before he had time to react, raised it up, and shouted: "You are a pig!"

Meng Jirong was obviously stunned.

Immediately, he laughed uncontrollably, and the laughter overflowing from his throat became louder and louder, which showed the owner's happy mood.

He was still holding Lin Mo's calf firmly with one hand, and wrapped him around with the other hand, and the rising mist filled the surroundings, very much like the scene in the hotel bathroom at that time.

Meng Jirong's voice changed: "Let's do something comfortable."

"No, don't think about it!" Lin Mo was still angry, struggling in his arms.

"Momo, don't move." Meng Jirong's smile faded away, only patience remained.

Feeling the hot temperature below the waist, Lin Mo felt that he was going to pass out in the hot spring pool. He hurriedly pulled Meng Jirong's arm, groaned, and bit on it.

Meng Jirong felt the pain and subconsciously released him.

In a blink of an eye, Lin Mo quickly climbed up from the hot spring pool.

Complacent and gloating, he turned his head and said, "You can also do the comfortable things by yourself. If you take your time, I won't accompany you, hum."

After speaking, he left the hot spring pool without looking back.

After taking a quick shower, Lin Mo went to the closet to change clothes, but he searched in his pocket for a long time, but he didn't see the Nene he brought.

"Strange... why is it missing?" Lin Mo muttered to himself.

There were quite a lot of dry bath towels, so he could only wrap one around in the end, put on his bathrobe and left, who would have thought that he would see two people standing opposite each other outside.

Tang Yanchu and Zhan Wenshuang.

Tang Yanchu also held a very familiar cloth in his hand.

They seemed to be talking here, and they stopped talking together when they heard footsteps, turned their heads, and after seeing Lin Mo, Tang Yanchu said: "Come out so soon?"

Lin Mo: "Just, just take a shower, what you have in your hand is..."

"Your underwear fell to the floor." Tang Yanchu said softly, "It's covered with dust, so you can't wear it."

Just as Lin Mo was about to say something, footsteps came from behind him. He turned his head and saw that Meng Jirong came out with a bath towel around his waist. There were still drops of water on his body, and it seemed that he hadn't dried it off.

"The hot spring you soaked together?" Zhan Wenshuang asked suddenly.

Meng Jirong smiled and said, "It's obvious, isn't it?"

He walked behind Lin Mo, put a hand on his shoulder affectionately, and said a little aggrieved: "Look, Mo Mo, it's all red."

Point to the place where you just got bitten.

Lin Mo wanted to say that he deserved it, but Zhan Wenshuang and Tang Yanchu's faces were so ugly that he saw the new realm, so he didn't dare to speak, so he could only throw Meng Jirong's hand down.

Meng Jirong didn't care, his eyes turned around the two of them, and finally landed on the cloth in Tang Yanchu's hand, and then looked at Lin Mo's waist: "Oh, you didn't wear it..."

"Ah, shut up." Lin Mo rushed forward to cover Meng Jirong's mouth.

Why are gentle-looking people so difficult to deal with? !

"Go back, go back to sleep." Lin Mo hurriedly said when Tang Yanchu and Zhan Wenshuang were about to explode.

Letting go of Meng Jirong, he walked over to the two of them, holding one in each hand.

Not long after the four returned to the room, Li Chi and Xi Jinqian came back together.

Seeing the scars on their faces, Lin Mo was stunned: "Why... did you two fight?"

Xi Jinqian's face was frighteningly cold, with cold waves and storms blowing under his eyes, as if it was difficult to get within two meters of his surroundings, the corner of his left eye was bruised, and the corner of his mouth was broken.

Li Chi was not much better, he had been pinned down by Lin Mo before, and he was a little stiff when he recovered, and he was forced to be at a disadvantage when he fought with Xi Jinqian.

Therefore, there is more color on the face. In contrast, the corner of the mouth that was bitten by Lin Mo at the beginning is not so obvious.

Li Chi pulled the corners of his mouth and wanted to laugh, but he let out a breath of pain, "We didn't fight, we were just exchanging ideas."

Lin Mo: "I believe you bastard, each of you, there is no guarantee for what you say! Hmph!"

Li Chi raised his eyebrows and turned his eyes around the other three.

Lin Mo: "Wait, I'll go ask the proprietress of the farmhouse for some medicine."

After speaking, he ran out of the room.

When they came back again, the five people in the room were sitting in one place, the atmosphere was silent, and no one spoke.

Lin Mo looked at it, and then said, "Ah Qian, let me apply the medicine for you first."

Li Chi quit: "It's not fair, I was hurt more than him."

Lin Mo: "Besides, you can wipe it yourself, I don't care!"

Li Chi closed his mouth quickly, and stroked his mouth with his fingers to show that he was obedient.

The proprietress was very generous, and directly gave Lin Mo a small medicine box, which was full of things. He sat beside Xi Jinqian with the medicine box in his hand, with distressed brows, holding his face and blowing on the wound, "Does it hurt?"

Xi Jinqian's face softened visibly to the naked eye, and he shook his head. He was obviously an unkind overlord, but at the moment he softened his edges and corners, showing his belly and paw pads to those close to him like a black cat with smooth fur.

The atmosphere between the two was warm and harmonious, but the faces of others turned sour.

Lin Mo carefully applied medicine to Xi Jinqian, and then took the medicine box to Li Chi's side.

Li Chi was ready to be hugged in the face and warmly sympathized with him. Who would have imagined it? Lin Mo just took a cotton swab to apply the medicine for him, and suddenly he was in a bad mood: "Why do you treat him differently!"

Lin Mo said confidently: "Just treat them differently, what can you do!"

His Ah Ling is all here, he won't bully you to death.

Li Chi closed his mouth aggrieved.

After applying the medicine, he asked again: "Momo, where do you sleep? I'll sleep next to you."

Meng Jirong said directly: "Momo, come and sleep beside me."

Li Chi scoffed, "Mr. Meng, don't you know what it means to come first, first come first?"

Meng Jirong smiled: "I thought Mr. Li understood what it means to come from behind."

Zhan Wenshuang also twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyes were indifferent: "Ah Chu and I should be more qualified than you to say the word first come first."

Tang Yanchu was not good at expressing. At this time, he only stared at Lin Mo with a pair of dark eyes. His eyebrows and eyes were always sharp, sharp and sharp, with a kind of calmness and charm honed over the years.

He didn't know how to make himself pitiful, but the way he looked at Lin Mo made him inexplicably soft-hearted.

Lin Mo coughed dryly: "How about..."

In an instant, five pairs of fiery eyes fell on him, as if they were going to burn him to ashes.

Lin Mo: "We draw lots to decide, I'll ask for paper and pen, just wait!"

He ran out again with the medicine box, returned it to the proprietress, and asked for a pen and paper by the way.

When I came back, I felt resentful, what is this called, so many things can happen in a normal sleep!

Entering the room, he divided the paper into six slips and wrote numbers: "From left to right, one to six, which position is drawn and where to sleep, no one is allowed to complain, do you agree?"

Several people looked at each other.

Tang Yanchu: "Yes."

Zhan Wenshuang: "Yes."

Xi Jinqian: "Okay."

Meng Jirong: "No problem."

Li Chi: "Of course."

Lin Mo: "Okay, come and draw lots."

The author has something to say: Who do you think is next to Momo?hey-hey.

Yesterday, Kavin was so bald that he finally coded it out, but he was not satisfied with it, and finally overturned and rewritten _(:з」∠)_ and there was another update.