Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

in the mouth.

However, listening is the same thing. Peng Yuan himself is in the state of "my eyes and brain have learned but my hands say no".

When Peng Yuan was having a headache, Ding Jingyi's voice came from the bathroom: "A Yuan, look at your phone!"

"What to look at, wash it quickly, and help me look at the model after washing, great architect."

"Look at the photo!"

Peng Yuan picked up his mobile phone in a panic: "You say that there is no paper at home!"

Unknowingly, Peng Yuan also followed Ding Jingyi's habit and called this rental house "home".

The first photo is of Ding Jingyi's graceful neck and chin.Peng Yuan thought about it carefully, and it was really rare to see a head-up angle. Usually, he would raise his head when looking at his boyfriend, and at night, he would lower his head when he was in his arms when sleeping.

"I took off my pants, you show me this? What's wrong with this?"

Ding Jingyi flew out the word "Adam's apple" in the chat box, although there is an allusion to "Adam's apple" in Adam's apple, which can barely be regarded as a fruit photo.But Peng Yuan could feel the irony through the screen.

"Why don't you take a picture of an iPhone! The meme is a little newer, I'm going to make a fuss!"

"The feature film, can I post the feature film?"

The first photo is a photo of the upper body, but it is a genuine photo. In the bathroom filled with mist and orange light, Ding Jingyi is holding a mobile phone in his left hand, facing the mirror, his eyes leap out of the screen, and gaze at Looking at Peng Yuan, his fair skin shone softly against the background of foam and water droplets, which was very attractive.

Although Ding Jingyi's face was feminine, her figure was decent and fan-like, not even close to being well-proportioned, and she looked pitifully weak.

Usually he dresses carefully and tailors his clothes carefully. He usually tampers with the shoulders, waist and hips, and has everything from shoulder pads to waist seals. Even in the house, he still wears fluffy pajamas. Peng Yuan can only touch a part at a time. .At this moment, the decoration of the clothing is completely removed, which is real and surprising.

Peng Yuan couldn't help slipping to the bathroom door: "I know you are thin, but I didn't expect you to be so thin. Come out quickly and let me give you a good hug."

"What do you mean, you think you're playing Hearthstone yourself? Hey, with the speed of the Internet at home, I still haven't sent one...Okay, it's over. Wait for me to charge."

There was the sound of water in the bathroom again, and Peng Yuan also received a second photo, this time a full-body photo, Ding Jingyi folded his hands across his chest, the front of him was dark, and there was a little light behind him, like a god in the dark.

Peng Yuan was stunned for a moment. He saw this scene every night, which stimulated his hormones.Now with the blessing of filters and contouring, what he gains is more pity.

He felt something was wrong with him.Perhaps it was the compassion brought about by the memory of being the God of Time and Space, but now he does not want to step into the sacred realm of God's compassion, he wants to be an ordinary person.

In order to counteract this illusion, Peng Yuan swiped two fingers to enlarge the details: "It's genuine."

The sound of water also stopped, and Ding Jingyi shouted in the bathroom: "What the hell? Are you possessed by Ivan?"

"You are so big, you have to say that you violate the advertising law, the biggest in the city..." Peng Yuan's Adam's apple twitched, and his body's reaction told him that he was still himself, "But you are so skinny, I want to hug you... "

The door opened, and a faint orange light flashed. Ding Jingyi appeared at the door wrapped in a bath towel, her hair tightly wrapped by a dry hair cap.Peng Yuan hugged him through the bath towel, and he didn't let go after this hug.

"What's the matter..." Ding Jingyi stroked Peng Yuan's hair, "So clingy all of a sudden?"

"Wait..." Peng Yuan let go, and pulled out the hair dryer, "I'll blow dry your hair."

Ding Jingyi froze for a moment, usually he would use magic to dry his hair, so he was momentarily puzzled by Peng Yuan's request.

But he didn't ask any questions, and dragged an ottoman to sit next to Peng Yuan.Peng Yuan plugged in the electricity, and the hair dryer whirred, driving Ding Jingyi's black hair and the residual fragrance of shampoo.

Ding Jingyi listened to the hair dryer and raised her voice: "Why did you blow my hair?"

"Let you enjoy the crystallization of the wisdom of the industrial age and the service of black-faced cats."

"Okay, Teacher A Yuan, thin your hair, don't cut it short."

Peng Yuan laughed, messed up Ding Jingyi's hair, lifted it from the roots and blew it up, revealing the fair nape of his neck.

Ding Jingyi hasn't had a haircut since she came here, and her hair that used to be in a shawl is now past her shoulder blades.

Peng Yuan's own hair has never grown ears, so touching Ding Jingyi's long hair is a bit fresh.

Peng Yuan was tossed by hormones and strange pity for more than ten minutes. He couldn't think calmly, and he couldn't tell where this feeling came from.He wants to confirm.

After drying his soft long hair, Peng Yuan put away the hair dryer, and hugged Ding Jingyi from behind: "Let's try the cloud and rain again."

Ding Jingyi elongated her voice: "You didn't use paper before, so you were waiting for me here?"

Peng Yuan dragged him to the bedroom: "That's right, the conspiracy has been revealed, and we can only abduct the big devil."

Ding Jingyi danced and floated up: "The black-faced cat ambush me!"

"Abduct the big devil! Abduct away!"

"Black-faced cat flutter—"

Peng Yuan threw Ding Jingyi onto the bed, sniffed the fragrant breath, and kissed his lips.

Ding Jingyi smiled and hugged him, responding to his enthusiasm, Peng Yuan held Ding Jingyi's hand and compared the difference between their arms.

You come and I go for a few rounds, Peng Yuan's hormones returned to normal, and his thinking was no longer confused. This mysterious love and affection is not a strange thing. It is just the daily worries of contemporary magicians for colleagues and lovers, and the appetite of loving houses and crows. projection.

"I have to find a way..." Peng Yuan clasped his fingers tightly, "I'll let you not be so thin."

Ding Jingyi turned her head: "Then you have to prepare a cold storage for me."

"I will contract you a fish pond."

"Hahaha……"

The two hugged each other on the bed, and were intimate in the refreshing fragrance, and time seemed to stand still, at the sweetest moment.

64. Chapter 64

The blind box machine at the entrance of the boutique has been replaced, which is half the size of the original one, and the price of the cat series has also dropped to 28 a pump.

Peng Yuan looked at the balance of the deposit, and felt itchy again.To be reasonable, he also smoked the blind box of the cat series, which is like eating plain chicken, the same recipe and the same taste, not novel enough, but stable enough to keep you full.

Peng Yuan turned around, Ding Jingyi was still picking out slimes in the boutique, and picked out two boxes of star-colored ones and was checking out.

Relying on inertia, Peng Yuan went to the blind box machine and scanned the QR code. When he saw his boyfriend bought something, he wanted to spend some money himself.

The machine flickered brilliantly, and then with a bang, an octagonal pointed box fell out.

Peng Yuan took out his wand, opened the box with the scaled end, and a pure white cat rolled out, lying in his palm.

Peng Yuan shook his head: "If you don't have Jingyi, you won't be able to draw a black-faced cat."

At this time, Ding Jingyi also finished paying the bill, and walked out of the shop: "Still smoking this?"

"That's right..." Peng Yuan put the pure white cat into his schoolbag, "Smacking with inertia."

Ding Jingyi opened the slime and poked his finger into it. His fair fingers complemented the deep color of the starry sky.He left a hole in the slime: "You still want the black-faced cat?"

Peng Yuan crossed his arms, he was in a state of mystery of wanting and not wanting the old black-faced cat blind box.

I want it because the black face cat blind box is only the one that Ding Jingyi drew for him in the first place. This seemingly bad street one is actually an SSR tailor-made by fate for Peng Yuan.

I don’t want it because of how precious it is to Peng Yuan. The first one was drawn by Ding Jingyi. In Peng Yuan’s eyes, it is almost a token of love. When Ding Jingyi doesn’t smoke it, he will smoke it. The token of love is not precious enough.

Peng Yuanzhi said: "It's a bit contradictory."

"Do you want it?" Ding Jingyi pulled out a piece of slime, "I don't care about the value or significance. Do you like the black-faced cat blind box? Do you want it to fill your house?"

Before Peng Yuan got the nickname of black-faced cat, he also liked black-faced Siamese, cow, tortoiseshell and three-colored cats, as well as pure-colored black cats. He liked black-faced cats with light-colored eyes, like light bulbs of brightness.

"Of course, black-faced cats are very cute."

"So you still want it?"

"Ok!"

Ding Jingyi opened the payment QR code: "The most important thing in life is happiness, right? Don't think too much about meaning, meaning makes people unhappy."

It sounded like Peng Yuan would say it himself.The short reunion of a few months made them infected each other, one learned to act like a baby, and the other learned to comfort.

Peng Yuan squatted down and looked at the outlet of the blind box machine, and with the intermittent "clang" sound, seven blind boxes fell out one by one.

Peng Yuan hugged his arms full, squatted down next to Dao Yazi and took them apart one by one. Seven black-faced cats lined up in a row, as if they would pull the cat cart at any time and run to the distance of love.

Ding Jingyi also squatted next to Peng Yuan, opened the panorama to take pictures, and eight black-faced cats were arranged in a convoy at precise intervals, seven of which were plastic and one man-made.

They are like two mushrooms created in heaven, growing between the gaps in the road.Peng Yuan waited for Ding Jingyi to finish filming, then put away the black-faced cats one by one, put them in his schoolbag, and sandwiched them between two thick textbooks.

"I love Jingyi to death, let's go home."

There were two cardboard boxes piled up at the door of the residence. Peng Yuan looked at the labels and found that they were two boxes of Baileys.

Peng Yuan himself only bought beer, and he also followed Ding Jingyi to drink baijiu.After seeing these two boxes, he knew that there was something new to try.

The keys rang a few times, and Peng Yuan opened the door: "You bought new wine, what does it taste like?"

Ding Jingyi moved the box into the living room. After living for a few months, he was also trying to find the balance of energy, but there was no standard.

However, there was a fruit photo incident