Chapter 67: Cultivating Immortals (20)

Gu Liuyin's face was indifferent, and she decisively ignored Wen Wangyu's dead sleeves!

Wen Wangyu looked at Gu Liuyin with his back to him, looking like Lao Tzu didn't want to talk to you, so don't bother Lao Tzu, and couldn't help but laugh: "Xiao Tangtang, I'm angry~ I haven't said anything yet." ”

Suddenly, Gu Liuyin's hand was just about to set up one of the wooden barrels, but he found that the wooden barrel was carried away by Wen Wangyu.

Gu Liuyin endured.

Special meow, this baby does not care about broken sleeves!

When Gu Liuyin walked to the other barrel, Wen Wangyu's hand reached over again.

"Smack-"

Gu Liuyin waved his hand and hit it, although the force was not heavy, it made the back of Wen Wangyu's white hand give birth to a red mark.

"Can you stop robbing my bucket? Is it fun? ”

Wen Wangyu looked at her small body and smiled, but he didn't care that the back of his hand was red by her, but instead lifted the wooden barrel casually, put it into the Qinghe River, and filled it with water before lifting it.

"Xiao Tangtang, the main thing is that I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it~" Wen Wangyu put the wooden barrel full of water on the ground, and even the movements that should be bold were made by him with great elegance.

"Your uncle!" Gu Liuyin rolled her eyes, and was about to lift the barrel, but she underestimated the ability of such a waste wood body.

Suddenly, I didn't lift it.

Twice, still didn't get up.

It's embarrassing.

"Poof, Xiao Tangtang, don't toss, I'll come." With a lazy smile on her lips, Wen Wangyu bent over and lifted the barrel with ease, then turned his feet and lifted the other barrel again, and walked up the mountain.

Gu Liuyinmo, let him do this broken sleeve.

Follow Wen Wangyu's footsteps and walk with him up the mountain.

She decisively ignored the throbbing in her heart.

Labor and management must have a beginning and an end!

The main special side quest has been selected, and the people are!

Halfway through, Wen Wangyu smiled at her sideways, the smile was a little frivolous, but with a different kind of charm, with that feminine and delicate face, it was confusing, and Gu Liuyin was almost dazzled.

This feeling is so familiar.

reacted, Gu Liuyin almost exploded.

Mother's chicken, seductive baby!

Dead Sleeves!

666: Neurotic host, getting sicker and sicker.

went up the mountain, and when he was about to reach the top of the mountain, Gu Liuyin decisively asked Wen Wangyu to put down the barrel, and then under his puzzled gaze, he took out a rope, wound the barrel several times, dragged the rope, and slowly moved it up.

Wen Forget: "......"

"666, this rope is good, strong enough."

Gu Liuyin was very satisfied with his IQ, but he showed a painful look, and when he faintly saw the figure of Wen Wang, he pulled his throat and said, "Ouch, I'm tired to death!" My waist is about to break, I'm so tired! ”

Wen Wangyu, who was a few steps behind, glanced at her painstakingly moving the barrel for a distance of about a meter, lifted the barrel, and strolled in the direction of Wen Wangyu.

He walked easily to the edge of the pool and poured all the water from the barrel.

looked back at Gu Liuyin again, and found that she had only moved so far away, and couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth.

Wen Wangzhi looked at her like I was so tired, I was so hard, and she was also drunk.

Do you really know who brought this water up the mountain?

Gu Liuyin finally dragged the bucket to the edge of the flowing pool, only to remember that this baby can't move!

"Bang-" There was a splash.

Wen Wangyu's brows jumped, still smiling.

Wen Forgetfulness couldn't sit still.