Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

When Peng Yuan made a pitiful speech, Ding Jingyi understood exactly: maintain a healthy and well-proportioned body weight.Actions that consume too much magic power are better to be solved directly with physical strength, lest the weight go up and down like a deflated and inflated balloon, which makes your boyfriend worry.

"Hey, this is a gift from your apprentice Hu Immortal... We didn't do much to help Ivan, and we deserve it."

Peng Yuan remembered that Hu Shunhua had thanked him earlier, and even asked him where he lived.

Peng Yuan adhered to the principle of pretending to be dumb when he didn't help, and played a few haha, but he didn't expect that he would directly send a gift to his door.

"How did the junior know where we live?"

After Peng Yuan finished speaking, he felt that he had asked a nonsense question. Every day when he went home, weasels followed him to nibble his heels, and Hu Shunhua followed him to collect points. It was strange not knowing where they lived.

Ding Jingyi didn't seem to understand the logical loophole in this sentence, he just sat on the sofa: "What should we do about this?"

"Take it away, at least you left a picture for your classmates to think about."

Ding Jingyi looked at the electric pencil sharpener on the balcony: "Leaving aside what Ivan did, let's talk about painting alone. It is not appropriate to alter other people's works without authorization. My experience is one thing, and his fantasy is another. It's not black and white. What I gave to Hu Immortal was just a poor imitation, not a good thing."

"A sustenance doesn't have to be a noble idea or a monument, just like liking a person doesn't have to like a perfect person..."

Peng Yuan sat next to Ding Jingyi, thinking about his words, "For the living, it is enough to have leftover souvenirs."

Ding Jingyi groaned, picked up the paper knife and opened the box: "Drink it up, I'll give Hu Xian some smoked chickens sometime."

Peng Yuan laughed out loud. Such a down-to-earth brand came from the mouth of an ancient aristocrat in a distant civilization, and there was a kind of playful contrast.

After Ding Jingyi finished drinking, he went to the kitchen and opened a carton of milk. The freezer was opened and closed, and the ice cubes were crackling.

Peng Yuan also dug out the cookies, put them in a circle on a gold-rimmed porcelain plate, and put them in a cherry-blossom-pink marble-patterned tray. The leisurely afternoon tea time began.

Ding Jingyi put two thermal insulation pads, put the prepared iced drink on it, and with the "click" of the phone, today's circle of friends is again.

Peng Yuan looked at Ding Jingyi's mobile phone screen: "Hurry up and send me the stolen picture."

Ding Jingyi lifted the phone above her head: "Little cats are not allowed to say "stealing pictures"! "

Peng Yuan scratched Ding Jingyi a few times before sitting down and picking up a drink.The sweet mixture of liquor, milk, and syrup blossomed in his mouth like a rose in full bloom.

Peng Yuan held the cup, and the coolness hovered in his palm, mixed with old memories, which did not belong to his present: "This...Although the taste is completely different, it reminds me of the first time... Sigh... the first time Why did you come here once..."

"Why did you come here the first time?"

Peng Yuan's eyes lit up: "The first time I went to Hallonni's prince's bedroom! What Anna gave me was a drink similar to wine and milk. The wine was not so mild, but the milk was sweeter than this.

She said that this drink is called "Burning Rose". You like to drink alcohol, but I am not used to it. You asked her to make a drink with alcohol. I hope I will try it. "

Ding Jingyi picked up another drink: "What nonsense, how would I know the drink Anna gave you?"

Peng Yuan touched Ding Jingyi's leg: "You are a magician, what else do you not know? You are willing to use the karma of fate to smoke the black-faced cat blind box, so what if you order a drink?"

"Okay, okay, I'll design you..." Ding Jingyi laughed, in terms of nostalgic connection, he is a magician again.

Peng Yuan took a bite of the cookie: "Is the free dice still there? I don't feel complete without drinking and playing."

Ding Jingyi let out a "poof": "That gift was sold on the second-hand software a long time ago, you forgot? The buyer delayed it for ten days to automatically confirm it. It's not cool."

For Peng Yuan, it is commonplace for second-hand goods to be delayed until automatic confirmation. The rules of the platform are like this. He has nothing to do with buyers. He can only urge them from time to time, and he feels obsessive-compulsive disorder when he sees messages that he has not read back.

If it's really annoying, I don't want to watch it, just think that my non-chieftain attribute has suddenly played a role, and force a piece of Suka Bulei into the light music and white noise of life.

Peng Yuan turned over the snack basket on the coffee table, and took out a hard fruit candy: "Oh yes, there is such a thing, it's over."

"You are Ellowyn's god of time and space, can you bear this kind of slack? Hurry up and let that procrastinating buyer turn back into a fertilized egg."

Another sudden devil spoke, Peng Yuan pinched Ding Jingyi's ear: "What time and space god...I'm a college student now."

Ding Jingyi sullenly said, "You once enjoyed honor and reverence, but now you are willing to be a college student?"

Peng Yuan pressed the tip of Ding Jingyi's nose and turned it around: "You still talk about me, double standard, you are also a prince, and you are not a freelance artist yet."

Ding Jingyi shrunk her nose and let out a "huh", no longer trying to defend herself.However, the existence of his old identity is indelible, always reminding him to do something other than "dog".

Peng Yuan touched him again: "People who don't know at all, let him go, and the past is over. Why don't we think about what we can play now."

Only then did Ding Jingyi calm down. Although the two of them had been stuck together since their reunion, most of them were the mysteries of gods, rice, oil, salt, and the hot spring bathhouse.

Peng Yuan also squatted on the balcony, counting the messy toys that existed:

Free Werewolf Killing - if you can't get enough people to play, sell it;

Pentagon Rubik's Cube - Ding Jingyi's IQ is not enough, and Peng Yuan doesn't play single toys very much, so he sold them;

Spalding Basketball - Although Ding Jingyi is tall, she is not allergic to basketball and has no desire to show her athletic talent;

Peng Yuan has very few friends, so it's better to challenge the King of Glory to get [-] stars in a single row if you gather ten people;

Finger-biting crocodile——Anna took a fancy to it and took it to play with the old girl who shared the rent;

Ding Jingyi came over and picked up the pink paper box in the corner: "Shall we play with this?"

There are six large characters written on the box: Truth or Dare.Peng Yuan waved his hand: "I can't play this, let's change to another one."

65. Chapter 65

Ding Jingyi has a glorious record of wrestling on the ground, twisting her feet in high heels, and fighting to the death. The deflated attribute is more than one level stronger than Peng Yuan's non-chieftain attribute.

Truth or Dare is another embarrassing game that brings embarrassment to the extreme. Peng Yuan really dare not think what kind of sparks will be produced when his boyfriend's luck encounters this game. The Confusing Behavior Award has no worries about updating for a year, and the Weibo of Qinglongshan Mental Hospital also has a strong contender for dominance.So Peng Yuan's polite refusal can even be called considerate.

Peng Yuan said again: "The roommate gave me a few trumpets of the king before, and the hero is quite complete. Let me take you to play with pesticides."

The gameplay of the game can be regarded as knowledge. With the inheritance of summoning magic, Ding Jingyi must be able to play it.

Although Peng Yuan has relatively few stars, he is still the king of the solo row and the jungler. Hu Xuance with his left hand loses money and Ma Chao Yunzhongjun with his right hand, with a winning rate of 60%.Ding Jingyi is very dexterous, and she must be good at playing games.

Ding Jingyi picked up the box of truth or dare, and smiled charmingly: "I'm going to play this today!"

Peng Yuan hugged Ding Jingyi's waist: "The big devil has bullied the black-faced cat Feiqiu!"

Problems that can be solved by acting coquettishly will never be unreasonable and forceful!

Ding Jingyi froze in his arms: "But I have a question to ask you..."

Looking at those watery red eyes, Peng Yuan softened his heart. He is still a beginner in acting like a baby, but he is an expert in spoiling his boyfriend.Without further ado, Peng Yuan opened the pink paper box.

This set of truth or dare cards is divided into two groups, one group of cards and one group of option cards.

The rule is that each person draws two poker cards in each round. The person who draws poker cards of the same suit needs to choose truth or adventure, and the other person draws questions from the corresponding tab.

Peng Yuan rolled his eyes, and instantly had a solution to his boyfriend's bad luck.He took out the brown sugar packet from the snack basket and poured it into the "Burning Rose" drink, took two sips, then drew the big and small kings from the playing cards, and handed them to Ding Jingyi: "You shuffle the cards."

Ding Jingyi looked at him suspiciously: "Why?"

Peng Yuan took the power bank and plugged it into the phone: "Your hands look good, I want to record a video."

Ding Jingyi's beautiful eyes were full of confusion, but she shuffled the cards obediently.

Peng Yuan supported the phone with two magic wands, opened the drawing software, and poked his finger on it.

With the sound of shuffling the cards, Ding Jingyi's slender and fair fingers danced like a miniature ball, and every dancer was noble and pure.

The arrangement of various poker suits also quickly flashed on Peng Yuan's canvas, which is the result of the magic of "space locking".

Although Peng Yuan can't draw any good pictures, he can still handle stick figures of poker suits.

With this sketch sorting, the results of the lottery can be seen at a glance.In order to keep his boyfriend from being deflated, Peng Yuan even used all the magic to solve the case, but it was heartbroken.

Eventually, both stopped.When the dust of the poker cards settled, Peng Yuan's sorting also came to an end.

Ding Jingyi touched the poker: "I will draw first."

Peng Yuan's eyes traveled between Ding Jingyi's hand and his mobile phone screen. Ding Jingyi first touched the first one on the far left of Peng Yuan, and the suit was spades.Small scene!no problem……

When Dan Ding Jingyi touched the second card, his hand began to frantically twist the snakeskin to move around, dancing disco on the card, and Peng Yuan was dazzled for a moment: