Immortal Venerable who cultivates ruthless Tao is pregnant with my cub

"You are asleep, but I can't sleep."

Pu Huaijin just woke up, his brows and eyes were dizzy with drowsiness, he felt a little dumb, but his expression was very relaxed.

But Pei Muzhi didn't look so happy.

The field filled with water was full of mud, not only that, but he had to do the job himself, the demon god disliked it, and the demon god was unwilling.

Langtou in the field next door saw his reluctance, so he shook his head and sighed: "Oh, a pampered and rich young man like you can't do farm work just by looking at him. Listen to my aunt, there is still a young man in your family. Madam who is pregnant, in my opinion, you should go to the town to buy a house, and a bunch of servants will follow you, why come to Yunshuiqing, you can't lift your shoulders with your hands, and you have to support your wife and children, I looked at Xuan."

As the saying goes, people live to fight for their breath, and the devil is not a human being, but he still wants to fight for his breath.

Thinking about it carefully, the last person who dared to talk to him like that, probably went to cast a few tires, let alone an ordinary mortal saying that.

Adhering to the idea that he could crush a mortal to death at any time, Pei Muzhi was not in a hurry to do it.

Under the instigation of Langtou, the result became what it is now.

On the way back, he wondered several times whether he should turn around and pinch him to death, but Langtou didn't notice it, and he still talked and laughed with him and got off the top of his head.

Pei Muzhi was full of stomachache and had nothing to say, just as he returned, he saw Pu Huaijin lying on the bed. When he looked up at him, his eyes were hazy, and his anger disappeared halfway, but he still felt unhappy, gritted his teeth with a dark face, "I look like this!" , Who will believe it if it is revealed that it is a demon god? It is really a loss of majesty."

Pu Huaijin had never seen him in such a state of embarrassment, he had only seen him sitting on a high seat, with a dark mass of demons crawling beneath him, allowing him to call around and do whatever he wanted.

Now he was angry and annoyed, and there was a hint of grievance in his tone, which made people laugh.

Pu Huaijin didn't pay attention, and there was a smile in her eyes: "Change your clothes, wash the soles of your shoes before going into the house."

He likes to be clean and doesn't tolerate filth. Everyone knows that, not to mention that he looks like a mud ball.

That smile suddenly appeared, Pei Muzhi looked a little absent-minded.

The Pu Huaijin he has seen so far, when he frowns and reprimands, and sometimes when he doesn't say a word, most of the time he is cold and unreasonable, only to realize in a daze that it seems that he has never seen him show the slightest smile for so long .

"What are you laughing at?" Pei Muzhi was puzzled.

Pu Huaijin didn't expect that the flashing smile could be caught by him, and he turned his head and pretended to be serious: "I didn't smile."

This nonchalant and indifferent appearance made people want to dirty him.

Pei Muzhi suddenly realized what was going on.

He walked towards the bed with every step, completely ignoring the thick layer of soil on the soles of his shoes, stepped on two rows of footprints, sat down beside the bed naturally, and hugged the person who had just sat up with his side hand.

"Okay, you dare to play me!"

While talking, he deliberately rubbed the mud on the other party's body, and there was a row of mud marks on the white clothes that were not stained with dust.

After he got his way, Pei Muzhi smiled triumphantly and buried his head in Pu Huaijin's neck.

If you want to get dirty together, no one will run away.

Pu Huaijin lowered her eyes, concealed her almost overflowing smile, and stretched out her hand to push the person on top of him: "I didn't trick you, let go."

Pei Muzhi's arms around his waist tightened again: "Don't let go."

Pu Huaijin lowered his head, saw that the white clothes that were close to him were successfully covered with mud, and said in a low voice, "Let go, I'll go change clothes."

Pei Muzhi turned a deaf ear to it, and had already maintained the action just now: "Don't let go."

"You really don't want to let go?"

These words were useful, Pei Muzhi let go of his hands obediently.

Pu Huaijin gathered his collar, stood up to get a clean robe.

Pei Muzhi was still sitting on the bed, recalling the events of the day, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, the little mortal dared to provoke him, he was really impatient.

"Don't let me go to that poor place for a second time. Tomorrow, I will call a few people from the devil world and let them do it. It's good that I can come and serve you by the way."

"Not good," Pu Huaijin refused, and then said calmly, "This is no different from locking me up in another place."

Sending someone to watch it every day is like being sealed in a glass window, unable to see the moonlight, so you can only be trapped there and let others appreciate it.

However, Pei Muzhi didn't notice such subtleties, but he was a little unhappy: "The demon god of the demon world, who does nothing and stays here with you every day, how dare you say there is no difference?"

Pu Huaijin was helpless, that's not what she said, but if Pei Muzhi wanted to be angry, he let him get angry.

Although it was only the outer robe that was rubbed against the dirt, Pu Huaijin changed it with the obscene clothes, and drew the gauze curtain to block the eyes from the outside.

Pei Muzhi thought this move was interesting, got up and walked over, with a mocking tone: "I haven't seen any part of your body, why bother to cover it up..."

Before the words fell, the gauze curtain was pulled open again, and the people inside had already changed their clothes and were neatly dressed.

Pu Huaijin glanced at the bed, and when Pei Muzhi jumped up just now, he made a muddy introduction, and said, "You sleep on the bed tonight, and I'll sleep on the soft couch."

"How about that!"

Pei Muzhi almost didn't think about it.

The soft couch is narrow, not as spacious as the bed, and not soft enough. Pu Huaijin's body is getting heavier day by day, and sometimes he can't even sleep on the bed, how can he go to the soft couch to make do with it.

He stopped it, but Pu Huaijin didn't insist.

"Since that's the case, you changed the mattress." After that, he paused: "Then I will sleep on the bed, and you will sleep on the soft couch."

It's really shooting yourself in the foot.

I don't know if it's my problem, but I always feel that Pu Huaijin has become more and more courageous in front of her in the past few days, not to mention playing tricks, and even dared to let him sleep on the soft couch. Jade looked indestructible, he wouldn't even give him a look if he wasn't tougher.

Compared to that time, it was as cold as ice and snow in Cangshan Mountain, but now Pu Huaijin seemed to be a little smokey.

But Pei Muzhi was still not happy, Pu Huaijin didn't resist him as much as before, so how could it be, if he hated him so much, he should hate himself too.

So he lowered his face and said in a cold voice on purpose: "Is it because my temper has been too good recently, which gave you the illusion that I am easy to talk to?"

Pu Huaijin glanced sideways at him, raised her hand to brush the hair out of her robe, said nothing, just walked towards the soft couch outside.

Before he took two steps, his wrist was grabbed, and the person who was still plausibly speaking harshly just now had come behind him, gnashing his teeth: "Okay, I'm going to sleep on the soft couch."

Then, Pu Huaijin glanced lightly at the mud print on the bed.

Pei Muzhi knew what he meant and had no choice but to continue, "Wait, the mattress will be changed."

After finishing speaking, he turned around, opened the cabinet and moved the clean mattress.

Only then did Pu Huaijin turn around, the corners of her mouth curled into a slight arc, and she didn't speak.

At night, the two of them slept separately. The lights on the candlesticks had just been extinguished, and after a while there was the sound of the bedroom door opening. Although it was very soft, it was still heard by Pu Huaijin. He cooperatively kept his eyes open and pretended to be asleep.

Seeing that there was no movement on the bed, Pei Muzhi hugged the quilt, tiptoed onto the bed, folded his clothes, and lay down slowly beside Pu Huaijin, trying not to make a sound, for fear of waking up the people around him.

I thought that going to bed quietly should stop, but I didn't expect him to feel relieved, so he leaned into Pu Huaijin's ear and exhaled: "Are you asleep?"

Pu Huaijin remained calm.

Pei Muzhi didn't post it as usual, but turned his back to him, and started talking to himself: "You are asleep, but I can't sleep."

In the dead of night, there was a rustling sound beside him, like the sound of clothes rubbing against the bedding.

Afterwards, the voice gradually intensified, as if trying to suppress it, stuck in the throat, and seemed to be whispering and sighing, hanging in the air, imprisoned in the palm, and overflowing into the darkness.

Pu Huaijin was puzzled, was this a nightmare?

After listening carefully, the more he listened, the more something went wrong, and he was taken aback suddenly, only then did he realize what the other party was doing.

His face began to feel hot for no reason, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

Pei Muzhi's haste was like a hook, catching his originally peaceful breathing, forcing him to rise and fall together, as if he was about to drown in the deep sea the next moment.

Pu Huaijin desperately broke herself out of the vortex, while being ashamed that a few strange sounds made him retreat rationally, while carefully moving to the side, trying to keep some distance from Pei Muzhi.

Then he turned slightly sideways, and suddenly an arm was put on Pu Huaijin's waist.

At some point, the person beside him had finished his work, and a magnetic voice echoed in his ears.

"So I didn't fall asleep."

The author says:

Although after 520, I still put a cookie

A certain Pei: How dare you say no to me.

Pu Pu: Do you need me to apologize to you?

A certain Pei: There is no need to apologize, just post it.