"Anyway, my two spirit lines are both wood attributes, so they shouldn't be able to restrain each other. ”

With an itch in his heart, he couldn't help but take out a small piece of spirit stone to absorb and nourish the second spirit line.

With the nourishment of the spirit stone, this second line is like blowing up a balloon, growing taller rapidly, and it didn't take long for it to rise to 50 centimeters.

Before and after, he spent two small pieces of spirit stones, and one spirit stone could be divided into four small pieces. The seven spirit stones he had obtained in Zhongming Mountain at the beginning, and now, only the last one remains.

If his profligacy is known by the family, he will also be criticized as a loser.

But what comes too easily is always not cherished too much.

Although Chen Jing knew that the spirit stone was very precious and rare, he really couldn't resist the curiosity in his heart.

In the dantian, there is a green line on the left and right sides, one cyan and one tender cyan. It's like two green snakes with bamboo leaves.

Chen Jing tried to use any of the spiritual threads, but there was no hindrance, and even the conversion between them was quite smooth.

"Uncle Wen Yan said that there would be contradictions in different exercises, but I didn't feel the contradiction when I used it. ”

Seeing that it was not early, he also hurried to find Song Yuchen.

As soon as it gets dark, the manor will automatically turn on the lights.

I can illuminate the front and back as if it were daytime.

When Chen Jing went to the small bamboo forest to find Song Yuchen, she had just finished it. He painted a large ink painting more than two meters long.

Song Yuchen under the light, his skin was as white as snow, and his focused appearance was particularly charming.

"It's beautiful. Chen Jing praised a pun.

"Ah, before you know it, it's getting dark. Ah Jing, do you think it will rain tonight?" Song Yuchen asked him with a smile, two small pear vortices appeared on his white and tender face.

"Probably not. Chen Jing looked at the sky.

"If you can't, then don't take these things. Tomorrow I will continue to paint, and I am going to paint a long painting like the Qingming Riverside Picture. ”

"Okay. ”

If you want to talk about what love is, that's obviously it.

Song Yuchen's love for painting is the same as a man's love for playing games, and he doesn't feel tired after sitting in front of the computer all day.

After taking her back to her room, she took a shower and then walked out of the bathroom in a white silk nightdress and pink bunny slippers.

Everyone says that beauties look the best in the bath, and when Chen Jing saw her at this moment, he had to admit that this was right.

In the first few days, she would not appear in front of Chen Jing in such a dress. At the very least, I'll wear a base layer and leggings or something.

But in the past two days, the weather has become hotter and hotter, and the two have been living together, and the closeness has escalated again, and there is not so much shyness or defense.

Therefore, today, she is not wearing a base layer, but a silk nightdress.

Under the thin fabric, the bumpy figure is almost curved.

Seeing that Chen Jing's eyes were straight.

But he quickly withdrew his gaze, didn't dare to look more, and talked to her about serious things.

When the "Wuwei Sutra" was placed in front of her, she covered her red and tender mouth with her hands in surprise, and looked sluggish: "Ah Jing, you're not joking, this scripture is thicker than a dictionary, how to practice?"

"This is a complete Fa book, and I don't want you to write it all down. This should also be segmented, so you should practice it according to the breathing method first. Thick is a little thicker, but this "Wuwei Jing" is from a very authentic Taoist classic, at least it will not go the wrong way. ”

"That'...... All right. ”

Song Yuchen climbed onto the bed, barefoot, and got up cross-legged.

She is obviously a 26-year-old young lady, but many times, she gives people a feeling of youth and loveliness of a young girl.

Chen Jing sat on the sofa, right across from her.

As she sat down, the knee-length nightdress lifted a little because of her movements.

In the middle of the shock, there seemed to be a touch of pink peach blossoms, which caught Chen Jing's eyes.

Stunned, he froze for 3 seconds, then turned his head red-faced.

"Ah Jing, come here, I don't know some words, you can translate them for me." ”

"Oh. ”

Chen Jing walked over and sat down next to her.

Then she pointed to some complicated ancient traditional characters on the "Wuwei Sutra" and asked Chen Jing to explain them one by one.

The lingering touch of pink in Chen Jing's mind was explained as if he had lost his soul, and he was absent-minded.

The most important thing is that Song Yuchen sat on the bed, and his pair of white calves, connected with the small half of his thighs, were all exposed in the air, close to his eyes.

and the fragrance emanating from Song Yuchen's body just after taking a bath, which continuously pulled his sense of smell.

Involuntarily, he thought of Song Yinbo.

I hurriedly hugged a pillow and covered it.

"Ah Jing, what's wrong with you?" Perhaps sensing that something was wrong with Chen Jing, Song Yuchen asked.

"I didn't ...... Not really. Chen Jing hurriedly shook his head.

Song Yuchen looked at him, his delicate goose egg face, and a smile like a flower: "Why is your face so red all of a sudden?"

"Huh, is it red?" Chen Jing touched it, not only was it red, it was hot.

"This ...... It's a little hot. He disguised.

"It's a little hot, so let's turn it down." She twisted around and climbed onto the bedside table to press the remote control.

In this way, she is in a kneeling position.

Looking at the past from Chen Jing's point of view, the curve, the figure......

Oh, my God!

He felt his blood boiling all over his body: 'Is this the lethality of beauty, how am I going to live tonight!'

Quickly turned his head and didn't dare to look more.

"Yikes!"

Song Yuchen suddenly exclaimed, and patted the remote control on the wall: "Ah Jing, it's over, I pressed too much." ”

"What's pressing too much?" Chen Jing took a look, and it turned out that she had pressed the temperature too much.

It became 16 degrees!

Now in June, although it is a little hot, it is generally comfortable at home at 24 degrees.

16 degrees, that's definitely so cold that people shiver.

"Wouldn't it be nice to tune it up?" Chen Jing said, trying not to look at the curve behind her.

"It's broken, the keys don't work. She said, patting the remote control on the wall again.

It may be because this house has not been inhabited for a long time, and the number of times the electrical appliances are used is also small, and it is not surprising that there are some problems with electronic products.

She stuck out her tongue cutely and smiled apologetically, "What should we do? ”

"Forehead ......"

Chen Jing wanted to say, what is this, there are many bedrooms in this Zhuangzi, if you don't sleep here, why don't you just change the room?

But Song Yuchen's next sentence made him stubbornly accept this sentence.

"With such a low temperature, you can't sleep on the couch tonight, or you can go to bed too. The bed is pretty big anyway, well, we're half a person. ”

As she spoke, she took a pillow and placed it in the middle of the bed, which was considered a demarcation.

"Good...... All right. Chen Jing replied a little dry, but also a little excited and apprehensive.