The Cultivation Genius In City

"Hoo... Hoo... Hoo..." Chu fan lay on the needle board and fell asleep.

The old patriarch and others were stunned. Despite their psychological preparation, this situation was much beyond their expectation. Nima, this guy not only didn't die, but even fell asleep. Is this needle board more comfortable than a bed?

Freak, he's a freak.

Murong Qing was overjoyed and shouted excitedly, "Grandpa, patriarch, have we passed the test and can be together?"

"HMM." the old patriarch patted her head, "girl, you have a good eye. It's a pity that someone in our family is going to be single."

"Grandpa patriarch, that's not the case. I've found a powerful patron saint for our village. From now on, who dares to bully us?"

"OK, OK!"

The old patriarch finally smiled and said, "hurry, send this young man back and have a banquet tomorrow to celebrate."

Guo Jibo and Bo Wen were the first to stand up and help Chu fan. As soon as they pulled, their faces suddenly changed. Especially, this guy is too heavy. Even a cow can play when he is pulled by them, but Chu fan is stunned. Wen Si doesn't move and his nose bubbles come out when he sleeps.

The two men looked at each other and saw the strength of not admitting defeat from each other's eyes. They immediately sank down and took a horse, burst into a drink, and tried their best to drag Chu fan. Unfortunately, they still couldn't move him.

Now, the onlookers saw it and came forward to help one after another. Four, eight, sixteen, how much strength do sixteen people have to have? Even an elephant can be lifted up by them, but the needle board is pressed by Chu fan, as if it weighs ten thousand kilograms. No one can shake it.

Now, even the old clan leader can see that the boy is not sleeping, but giving me a bully. Especially, it's another prick, and I can't stand it at all. However, who doesn't have a temper? It's called personality!

"Qing girl!" the old patriarch waved and called Murong Qing to him, but said, "it looks like you have to go in person. Ask your boyfriend to get up and go home with you. After a while, it's almost dawn."

"Oh!"

Murong Qing hurried in, grabbed Chu fan's arm and pulled it. Jiao Chen said, "don't sleep, get up quickly and go home with me."

Strange to say, others didn't even pull his fingers, but Murong Qing easily pulled his hands up and tried again. Chu fan got up and fell on her.

Murong Qing exclaimed and quickly helped him. Her brother Guo Kibo Yue also quickly extended his hand to help, but as soon as he was about to take over, his face changed and exclaimed, "little sister, help quickly, I can't hold it."

Murong Qinggang let go and hurriedly held Chu fan again. Guo Jibo was like a rabbit and rushed aside, sweating. Just now, he felt a big mountain pressing on him and almost crushed him to death.

What kind of Freak is this boy?

Finally, there was no way. It was Murong Qing who carried Chu fan back. Surprisingly, the guy who didn't move by more than a dozen people seemed effortless. Even walking was as light and effortless as before.

When he got home, he said with some worry, "I don't know if this bed can be held?"

"Don't worry, Dad, he's not that heavy." Murong Qing slowly put Chu fan down and pulled the quilt over him.

Zhen Zhao whispered, "Qing'er, come out for a while. Dad has something to ask you."

"Dad, I know what you want to ask, but it's too late today. Go back and have a rest early." Murong Qing picked up the washbasin and towel and said, "don't worry. I'll tell you everything tomorrow."

Chen Zhao didn't insist. He turned and went out, but he didn't remember until he went back to the room. Did his daughter want to sleep with the boy? How can this work. Just about to pass, she was grabbed by Qing's mother and stared at him angrily: "what are you going to do?"

"The boy is in Qing'er's room. I have to ask Qing'er to come and sleep with you..."

"Don't worry about it." Qing's mother looked out and lowered her voice. "Today's college students rent a house outside the school. Can you control it? If both of them have lived together outside, what's the use of taking care of it at home? If they don't live together, Qing'er will find it later. Just wait."

Chen Zhao waved angrily: "no matter, sleep!"

Qing's mother looked at Murong Qing and returned with a basin of water. She suddenly showed a loving smile: "it's nice to be young!"

Murong Qing went back to her room and wiped Chu fan's whole body with a wet towel. She didn't even let go of her underwear. She picked it down, washed it in a basin and hung it on the clothes pole outside.

Then she went out to wash and dry all the clothes Chu fan took off. After taking a bath, she returned to the room and locked the door. She found Chu fan clinging to the wall and on a small bed, leaving a place for her.

When they were in Yanjing, they had lived together for a long time. If they sleep separately now, she would feel a little uncomfortable. Now, Chu fan is on the bed where she has slept for 20 years. She doesn't mention how happy she is. She immediately removes her clothes and gets into bed.

Then Chu fan put his arm on her and held her in his arms. Suddenly, he was full of happiness and filled his heart. She closed her eyes intoxicated, but there was no sleepiness at all.

"Hello, husband!" Murong Qing whispered, but Chu fan didn't respond at all. He breathed evenly and snored, as if he had really fallen asleep.

Murong Qing hesitated for a moment, her little hand slipped slowly, stopped between Chu fan's legs and played with it for a few times. She was surprised to find that she had a reaction. Would you like to come? My parents are next door. Should they have fallen asleep?

Well, keep your voice down. They shouldn't hear you.

Murong Qing turns over and rides on Chu fan

Next door, Xuan Zhao suddenly sat up: "what sound?"

"Dead old boss, what's the noise? Go to bed quickly." Qing's mother dragged her wife to lie down, grabbed the quilt and covered her head. Until then, Xuan Zhao suddenly woke up.

I wipe it. How dare you bully my daughter in my family? I'm so... Oh, forget it, women don't stay.

Although Murong Qing's action is very light and the swing range is very small, this kind of thing is coming, how can we control it? The action will inevitably be bigger. She bit the pillow towel in her mouth, but she still couldn't help making a sound.

Once, twice, three times... At the fifth time, Chu fan finally handed over the grain. Murong Qing finally exhausted her strength and fell on Chu fan. They kept this position and fell asleep

The next morning, Qing's mother prepared breakfast, but Murong Qing still had no movement in the room. Helpless, she had to urge, "go and get the two children up for dinner."

"I won't go!" Xuan Zhao snorted, grabbed a big white steamed bread - head, sat down and ate it.

Qing's mother had no choice but to go there herself. When she came to the window, she knocked gently: "sunny, it's dawn. It's time to get up and have breakfast."

Murong Qing suddenly woke up and suddenly lost her color: "it's broken. Why did you sleep so long... Ah!"

With a cry of surprise, her face turned red, and they still maintained that shy posture. It didn't matter that she moved. Chu fan was ready to move somewhere where he was dormant. He had a posture of waking up. She was so scared that she didn't dare to delay. He hurriedly covered his face and jumped out of bed.

Chu fan also woke up, but he was also wronged about this kind of thing. Can he rely on me for instinctive things? Which man doesn't have a pillar in the morning - Optimus?

After a simple cleaning, Murong Qing put on her clothes, opened the door and was about to collect the clothes. Qing's mother had handed over the folded clothes and poked her daughter's forehead, but she didn't blame her very much. It's already like this. What's the use of blame? Besides, the two of them may have lived together as husband and wife.

Murong Qing blushed and closed the door. When Chu fan was dressed up, the two came out together.

Qing's mother waved at the table: "come and have a meal. The food will be cold."

"Good morning, aunt and uncle." Chu fan smiled and said hello, sat down on the pony, took the chopsticks from Murong Qing and a bowl of hot soup from Qing's mother.

But it seemed as if he didn't see Chu fan. He just ate with his head down and didn't look at him. Fortunately, Qing's mother is very enthusiastic and keeps bringing vegetables to Chu fan while chatting about Chu fan's family. Although he didn't speak, he pricked up his ears for fear of missing a word.

However, their information is limited, and they can't keep asking questions. They can only ask their daughter Murong Qing when there is no one.

As he was eating, Chu fan heard a howl like killing pigs. Looking up, he saw that Guo Jibo and some people were carrying wooden bars on their shoulders. In the center of the wooden bars was a fat pig weighing at least three or four hundred kilograms, howling all the way through the door.

"Aunt, is this a happy event?" Chu fan asked curiously, "the whole village can't eat such a big fat pig."

Qing's mother said with a smile: "not only kill pigs, but also kill cattle and sheep today."

"So grand? What festival is it?" Chu fan subconsciously glanced at Murong Qing's chest. It's said that the Yi people have a touch milk Festival. If it's true, I'll come this time.

If it's true, you can't let anyone touch Qing'er's finger. This is my wife.

Murong Qing's face was crimson. She couldn't help knocking Chu fan on his head with chopsticks. Jiao Chen said, "eat yours quickly. Where are so many problems?"

Qing's mother doesn't know Chu fan's dirty thoughts. Seeing her daughter fighting with him, she feels more happy. The more she sees Chu fan, the more satisfied she feels. He patiently explained, "Chu fan, you are not a Yi, and you don't know our Yi customs. If it weren't for you yesterday, Qing'er's brother and Sima would not have come back."

"Moreover, you also rolled the needle board and were unharmed. Even the head of the clan admitted your marriage with Qing'er. The two things come together. Of course, we should celebrate well."

He Zhao suddenly said, "just take this opportunity to do the marriage between you and Qing'er."