Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

Chapter 282 The Idiot Widow of Red Persimmon Village (17)

Yu Lao lifted him up onto his waist and stood up, then walked to the bed, bent down and gently placed Xing Chen on the bed.

Yu Lao supported himself with one hand and reached out with the other hand to take out a box of ointment from the drawer of the carved bed. His eyes were only on Xing Chen the whole time.

Xing Chen looked at the thing in his hand blankly, and thought blankly, bad guy.

He pretended to be serious, but these things had been prepared for him long ago.

Yu Lao lowered her head and pecked his lips, her voice full of strange temptation: "Baby, do you know what I'm going to do?"

Xing Chen uttered an almost inaudible "hmm".

"Will Xingchen be scared?" Yu Lao stared into his eyes.

"Don't be afraid, Yu Lao, I love you." Xing Chen looked at him and said.

Oh, I'm not afraid at all.

Yu Lao got the answer he wanted from his eyes.

Yu Lao untied his belt.

In front of Xing Chen, he picked up a large piece of cream with his slender and beautiful fingertips.

Xing Chenguang felt short of breath just looking at his hand.

Under Yu Lao's gaze, he closed his eyes obediently.

His emptiness finally met with ups and downs of desire.

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Yu Lao was not ungrateful, he was incredibly restrained.

Even though he was so ferocious that he almost killed Xingchen, after it was over he held the dazed Xingchen in his arms and coaxed him gently.

Xing sank into his breath and fell into a deep sleep.

In the blue cottage by the sea, he held Yu Lao in his arms and indulged in pleasure for a while.

Wen Luo and his friends went to look for Tongtuomu and brought some dry food with them for lunch.

The mountain is large, there are no roads, and there are many wild animals and poisonous insects, so everything depends on manpower, so we go there in the morning and don’t come back until the evening.

Although the three of them had worked hard all day, none of them felt too tired, especially Qi Luo, who had a lot of fun and even hunted a few rabbits and pheasants for Xing Chen.

Xing Chen had satisfied his cravings both physically and mentally during the day, and he was served just right. After a good night's sleep, the tiredness in his body not only disappeared completely, but also made him feel refreshed.

As it was getting close to evening, he followed Yu Lao around in high spirits. Yu Lao was checking the quality of the tongtuo wood. When he saw that there was no one around, he quietly hooked Yu Lao's little finger with his finger.

Yu Lao's little finger quietly held his fingers, and once he heard someone coming, Xing Chen immediately let go of his hand and pretended nothing had happened.

Yu Lao happily played games with the children. As long as Xing Chen followed them, he would always look up to see what his baby was doing in between his busy schedules.

Xiaotang was holding a four-layer bamboo food box in his hand. Xingchen liked sweet food, so Yu Lao asked someone to carry some cakes for him as snacks.

When Wen Luo and the others came back, Xing Chen ran over to greet them.

Chu Luo rushed to the front. After seeing Xing Chen, he threw the wood in his hand away, dusted his body with his hands, picked up Xing Chen and held him on his waist.

"Xingchen, what did you do today that makes you in such a good mood?" Chu Luo hugged him and turned around twice.

Xing Chen lowered his head and fed the small piece of hawthorn cake in his hand into his mouth, and then he reached out and fed the remaining two pieces to Wen Luo and Qi Luo respectively.

"I'm happy to see my brother." Xing Chen replied with a smile.

"So sweet." Chu Luo looked at him and then gently put him down, "Xing Chen, go over first, don't let the branches poke you."

Normally, the tongtuo wood does not grow tall. It reaches its top when it is eight or nine feet long. That is why the tongtuo wood in Hongshizi Village is so rare. The ones that grow well here are twice as tall as those outside.

The main feature of the paper flowers made by the Yu family is that they are large and exquisite. When the Huguo Temple was rebuilt a few years ago, the lotus pedestal under the Bodhisattva's seat was made by the Yu family using paper pedestal with special craftsmanship. The lotus petals are lifelike, and they are exactly the same as real petals, even in terms of feel, but they can bloom forever.

However, it is still quite difficult to find the best tongtuo wood in the mountains.

Because Qi Luo had no experience, the back of his hands were scratched, even his trouser legs were torn, and several wounds could be seen on his calves.

Although he was used to seeing blood, he didn't think this minor injury was a big deal. He happily showed Xing Chen the pheasant and rabbit he had killed, and said that he would cook them himself so that Xing Chen could taste his cooking skills, but Xing Chen felt distressed when he saw it.

"The meal is ready. We'll make it next time. Brothers, eat first." Xing Chen instructed.

Qi Luo wanted to reach out and touch his face, but he felt his hands were dirty, so he gave the game in his hand to the servant next to him to take it in, "Listen to Xing Chen, there is no rush now. After this busy period, there will be plenty of time to make you delicious food."

Chu Luo raised his eyebrows and said, "Then let's compare."

After spending a few days together, Chu Luo's tone when talking to Qi Luo became much less sarcastic.

After all, Qi Luo couldn't find any other shortcomings except the fact that he coveted Xing Chen.

After the three of them had built the wooden planks, they all felt disgusted with how dirty they were and hurried to take a shower, saying they would eat after that.

When Xing Chen saw them leave, he hurried over and asked Xiaotang to find some ointment to regenerate tissue and stop bleeding for him.

After Xiaotang left, Yu Lao looked at him quietly without saying anything, just looked at him quietly.

Xing Chen turned his head and saw that the servants were blocked from view by the pile of wood. He stood on tiptoes and kissed Yu Lao on the lips.

"Yu Lao, don't be jealous, they are my brothers."

When Yu Lao heard this, a smile suddenly appeared in his eyes, "Then who am I?"

"It's Xingchen's, husband."

Yu Lao lowered his head and kissed him hard on the lips several times, "Baby, you must remember what you said."

"Well, Xingchen, remember."

When Wen Luo and the other two had packed up and went to Qingquan Pavilion to eat, Xing Chen was waiting at the door. As soon as he saw Qi Luo, he asked him to stretch out his hand.

"It's soaked in water." Xing Chen looked at the wound and frowned.

Qi Luo touched his little face and comforted him: "It's just a small injury, it's okay, it doesn't hurt at all."

Xing Chen glared at him.

You can't feel any pain from such a long wound, are you a fool too?

He pulled Qi Luo to sit at the table, took out the ointment and applied it carefully to him.

The cool ointment was applied to the wound, and the pain was immediately reduced by half. Qi Luo looked at Xing Chen who was applying the ointment for him carefully, and his mouth became dry with joy.

Chu Luo and Wen Luo, who were watching this scene, wished that the injury was on themselves so that Xing Chen would feel sorry for them.

Both of them were secretly wondering whether they should cut a few wounds on themselves tomorrow.

Since moving into the Mid-Levels Villa, the five of them would have dinner together at Qingquan Pavilion every day.

After eating, we can chat together. Yu Lao has a lot of little things to kill time, including a whole wall of books and all kinds of strange and eccentric picture books.

He is also a master of seal carving, and can carve all kinds of lifelike animals out of wood. He can also make clay figures.

Except for Xingchen, the other four people gradually discovered that they had similar interests after living together. Not only could they chat with each other, they were usually interested in things that the other person was good at but they themselves were not, and then they could get on the right track after learning a little.

Half a month later, when Lian Xiaotang was staring at the four of them like a fangirl, she felt that the temperaments of the other three were becoming more and more like her own young master.