[System] I have special flower destroying skills

Mu Chuyu's cheeks were flushed from being slightly drunk, and his bright black eyes were covered with a layer of mist at the moment, like a water curtain in a paradise, very ethereal and fragile.

Xiao Jing met his wet eyes, her heart softened, she sighed silently, rubbed his hair softly, slowed down her tone, and said: "Be obedient."

Mu Chuyu slapped his hand away, sat up, and said proudly, "Go away."

Xiao Jing sat beside him in a rascally manner, and said, "I won't leave."

After saying that, he pinched Mu Chuyu's cheek again, and said solemnly: "You are not allowed to leave either." It would be fine if he ran to drink on the roof every time he got angry.

Mu Chuyu stared at him dazedly for a while, then cursed: "Bastard!"

"Yes." Xiao Jing responded, jokingly said, "Only for you bastard."

Mu Chuyu glared at him, and said coldly: "You! Half-hearted and glib! Liar!"

Xiao Jing listened carefully, staring at him with deep black eyes, puzzled, "What did I lie to you?"

Mu Chuyu snorted coldly, turned her head away from him, "You know it well."

Xiao Jing's dark eyes narrowed slightly, he thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "If I lie to you, it's only for one thing."

"Funny!" Mu Chuyu was furious, feeling that this person was simply unreasonable, "Is it reasonable for you to lie to me?!"

Xiao Jing looked straight at Mu Chuyu's eyes that became more lively because of anger, and said solemnly, seemingly false, "If I lie to you, it will only be for your beauty."

Mu Chuyu: "..."

He met Xiao Jing's eyes as deep as night, and those eyes were slowly reflecting his appearance at this moment, shining with brilliance, making his elegant and ink-like facial features more vivid, making it impossible to move your eyes away.

Who is the beauty?

Xiao Jing saw that he was in a daze, her thin lips curled up slightly, but her tone was serious, "I only have intentions for you, I have no other intentions."

Only then did Mu Chuyu come to his senses, he turned his face away and accused him: "Full of nonsense."

Xiao Jing raised the corners of her lips happily, and said with a smile, "Are you jealous for me?"

Mu Chuyu turned her head to stare at him when she heard the words, and retorted: "I didn't!"

Xiao Jing chuckled lightly, reached out and poked his puffed cheek lightly, and said affectionately: "Little vinegar jar."

Mu Chuyu looked at him angrily, and said, "If you have something you want, then don't provoke me...don't let others down."

The tone is a bit heavy.

Xiao Jing lowered her eyes, and said in a deep and cold voice, "You don't believe me?"

It's still kind of sad to say that.

"I don't believe it." Mu Chuyu said simply.

It is not sincere to say that you don't believe it, and it is just angry words to refute him so directly.

Xiao Jing took a deep breath, slowly tightened his slender fingers, his eyes as dark as the night deepened, and he whispered: "You really think so?"

Mu Chuyu was already a little drunk, and he didn't clearly notice Xiao Jing's emotions at this moment. He looked at Xiao Jing dully, and was puzzled by the suddenly serious atmosphere.

Xiao Jing didn't wait for him to react, she reached out her hand and forcefully grabbed the back of Mu Chuyu's head, and kissed him fiercely.

Because of his sudden movement and the numbness from his lips, Mu Chuyu's head was in a mess, and his hands were softly pressed against Xiao Jing's chest, but he was pushed down on the mattress and forced to bear his storms.

A fragile gasp escaped from the tightly pressed lips and teeth of the two, as if sending an invitation to Xiao Jing, Xiao Jing's movements sped up, he reached out and clasped Mu Chuyu's wrist and pulled it up to the top of his head, another One hand began to pull Mu Chuyu's belt, and poked into Mu Chuyu's lapel.

"Xiao Jing..." Mu Chuyu called out his name in a daze, like a sympathetic whisper.

When Xiao Jing heard him calling her name, her movements paused, and she gradually became gentle. The fiery kiss slowly moved from Mu Chuyu's lips to his slender neck, and kissed gently on it.

Mu Chuyu finally found the gap between the two passionate kisses and breathed a sigh of relief, panting uncomfortably. For a moment, she felt that although Xiao Jing's feather-light kiss landed on her neck, it was a little itchy, but it was also very comfortable, so So he let Xiao Jing's gentle but strong movements go.

Xiao Jing left shallow bite marks on his delicate collarbone, and slowly moved down, kissing his delicate skin... Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong, and when he looked up, he saw Mu Chuyu's eyes It's closed, breathing steadily, apparently falling asleep.

Xiao Jing took a deep breath, and then exhaled lightly.He buried his face in Mu Chuyu's neck, and hugged him quietly like this, motionless.But on the back of the hand grabbing the quilt, there were bruises.

Suddenly, Mu Chuyu moved his leg and kicked Xiao Jing, and said in a daze, "I want to wash up."

Xiao Jing squinted his eyes and looked at him for a while, making sure that he was really sleepy, then resigned himself to his fate and got up, ordering his servants to prepare hot water.

Simply heartbroken.

The servant brought hot water, glanced at the two of them quietly, and hurriedly backed away.

It really is a chore.

Husband and wife, those who quarrel at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, that's it.

Xiao Jing took off Mu Chuyu's already messy clothes, revealing his delicate and fair skin, thin shoulders, small...

Xiao Jing took another deep breath, hesitating whether to tear off Mu Chuyu's pants.

Unexpectedly, Mu Chuyu didn't care about it, and went into the bathtub, wrapped in the hot white mist, he groaned comfortably.

"...not finished yet." Xiao Jing said calmly.

Mu Chuyu squinted his eyes and stared at him through the mist for a while, moved his hands in the water for a while, took out a pair of wet trousers and handed them to Xiao Jing, saying: "Here."

Xiao Jing: "..."

He looked at Mu Chuyu with a calm expression, then took the top of his trousers and threw it aside indiscriminately, wiped Mu Chuyu briefly, then quickly dried him with a clean handkerchief, pulled a piece of clothing and wiped it He wrapped it up and threw it back on the bed.

The action is called a swift and swift movement.

Mu Chuyu rubbed lazily on the soft quilt, the clothes slipped off quietly, her soft black hair was spread on the pillow, her cheeks flushed from being slightly drunk lightly rubbed against the quilt, and there was a comfortable sigh in her mouth grunt.Thin shoulders, delicate collarbones...the spring on her chest can be seen at a glance.

Xiao Jing pulled off the quilt without changing his face and wrapped him tightly, airtight.

When everything was done, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned and left the room.

Lin Zifeng was just about to fall asleep, squinting his eyes in a daze, but suddenly saw a person standing beside his bed, and when he saw who it was, he was startled: "Shishishishixiong!"

Xiao Jing frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Get up."

Lin Zifeng asked while getting up: "Senior brother, you are still up so late! You will not be kicked out by your sister-in-law, right?"

Xiao Jing looked at him with a half-smile.

Lin Zifeng quickly covered his mouth.

He must have guessed the brother's expression correctly... dissatisfied with desire!

"Come and learn." Xiao Jing waited for him to put on his clothes and calmed down, "Didn't you always want me to teach you your sword skills?"

Lin Zifeng's intuition told him not to enter the pit, but he was overwhelmed by the joy of being taught by his senior brother, and he said straightforwardly: "Okay!"

When Lin Zifeng took out his sword and stood in the courtyard with Xiao Jing, he asked, "Brother, where is your sword?"

Xiao Jing glanced at him lightly, casually broke a branch from the tree, and said, "Here."

Lin Zifeng suddenly realized: "If you have a sword in your heart, everything can become a sword... Thank you, brother, for your guidance!"

Xiao Jing didn't say a word, and directly used the branch as a sword to attack.

It is not so much an instruction as a unilateral crush.

Xiao Jing found a way to vent well, and Lin Zifeng, although he was defeated in all battles, had a big heart, so he naturally enjoyed it, and thanked his senior brother specially when it was over.

In fact, Xiao Jing was very puzzled, how could his master find such an apprentice, obviously the difference in mind and mind was too great.

The old valley owner said: "As a teacher, I watched the sky at night and found a very bright star in the east, so I went along the east and picked up a child. At first glance, the child's bones were clear and strange, and he was a prodigy in martial arts. Accept him as an apprentice, worship in Osmanthus Valley, and inherit my mantle."

Xiao Jing said expressionlessly: "Master, tell the truth."

The old valley owner sighed and said, "Your mistress and I are going out again, and you are going to travel too. Someone needs to guard the gate of Osmanthus Osmanthus Valley."

Xiao Jing glanced suspiciously at the innocent Lin Zifeng.

The old valley owner said firmly: "Look at his stupid appearance, he is honest, he keeps his own place and won't run around."

The standard of Muxi Valley gatekeepers has dropped to such a point.

Simply miserable.

After Xiao Jing taught Lin Zifeng a good lesson, the younger brother was obviously overworked.

Xiao Jing calmly threw away the branch in his hand, and said, "Why don't we discuss about the Devil's Cult?"

Lin Zifeng: "..."

Brother, you are too energetic, right?

Xiao Jing glanced at him and said, "Don't want to?"

"Yes!" Lin Zifeng came back to life full of blood, "It's rare to see senior brother pay attention to official affairs, so naturally we should have a good discussion."

"Brother, what idea did you think of?" Lin Zifeng lit the oil lamp in the room.

"Go straight to the main altar." Xiao Jing said calmly.

Lin Zifeng: "..." Brother, are you joking?

"But we still don't know where the headquarter of the Devil's Cult is."

"I don't know if I'm going to look for it?" Xiao Jing frowned, very dissatisfied, "Did so many people in Osmanthus Valley be raised for nothing?"

Lin Zifeng paused, then changed the subject: "But we have deployed a lot of people in the Demon Cult's stronghold."

Xiao Jing ordered like a mountain, "It's just right, let's suppress a few strongholds before that."

"But the manpower we have placed has just gained a firm foothold, will it be inappropriate to act now?" Lin Zifeng frowned, thinking seriously about the scheme his brother said casually.

Xiao Jing and Lin Zifeng looked at each other.

"Then what's your plan, brother?" Lin Zifeng asked wittily.

"Stop talking nonsense and hit me directly." Xiao Jing said.

Lin Zifeng: "..." As long as you are happy.

After all this, Lin Zifeng was tortured by Xiao Jing's endless conspiracies and schemes until he couldn't sleep all night.