The little lady of the Bushimen travels to the world and has a record book with her since she was a child.

He has always been strict in keeping with rules and regulations. He remembers them in daily life, sitting and lying down, or practicing the mind and sword training. He has strict regulations on time and must be done at that time.

If something is delayed, it will be made up for the next day.

But Feng Rugu loves to break Ruyi's rules.

The most common thing is to pull him to sleep in.

Ruyi also did what she said, but she would wake up every time she would hold the hand of the person beside her, close her eyes and pretend to sleep.

One morning, Feng Rugu woke up at the midday of the sun, and put his hands and feet on the ground, and asked softly: "Are you sleeping?"

You Hongchen: "..." He didn't say anything.

Feng Rugu smiled and gently bite the red mole on his earlobe: "Why are you blushing?"

Seeing that You Hongchen could not pretend, he opened his eyes calmly: "I woke up too quickly."

Feng Rugu: “…so?”

“…congested.”

Feng Rugu hugged his neck and smiled muffled for a while, and then began to touch his feet again.

As a demon, his temperament is full of greed, his love is overturned, and his heart is boiling, especially when he gets up in the morning, how can he resist such a sympathy?

Besides, his little Hongchen is a very interesting one.

Last time, Feng Rugu tied him up and lay on him. At first, he was cold and self-controlled, saying that "the adoptive father cannot be". Later, he couldn't help but look like he was pushing his waist down. It was really interesting.

Who would have thought that before he could find some taste this time, Ruyi grabbed his wrist and refused in a stern manner: "The next time is eight days later."

Feng Rugu: "…Who said that?"

For example, "This is how my record book is published. Regular dual cultivation is indeed beneficial, but too frequent, it is to indulge in desire, which will damage the cultivation and damage the body."

Feng Rugu had been seriously injured before and lost half of his body. Although he is healed now, his body will never be compared with ordinary monks. Ruyi has to plan for the long term.

Feng Rugu disagreed: "I said yes."

Like the stubbornness in one's life is fully displayed at this moment: "No."

“My 'yesterday'' and 'day' said yes."

"My 'separate appearance' cannot do it."

Feng Rugu was so angry that he beat the bed: "Die eunuch."

Ru dressed together, and heard this, helpless: "Do you know, are you?"

Feng Rugu glared at him angrily: "Die eunuch."

Ruyi: "...Okay, what am I. Want to eat?"

Feng Rugu: "Cicada vegetarian vegetable rolls, Five Elements Water Shield Soup."

If you tie the last button: "Wait."

As soon as Ruru left the room, Feng Rugu grabbed a coat and put it all over his body, showing his arms openly. Regardless of whether he was wearing pants or not, he walked to the study room connected to the bedroom, and easily found his daily record from the table that was clean and refreshing. After turning over more than a dozen pages, he found that he had arranged everything he had to do from the beginning of the moon to the end of the moon.

Feng Rugu curled his lips, dipped it in a little bit of the inkstone base, supported his face, imitated Ruyi's handwriting, and changed it in the book without authorization.

So, after the meal, I saw this scene when I took the record book to check what I should do today:

The original "One hour evening class at the Hai hour" was criticized for a big fork, and it was written next to it: "Play with your adoptive father for an hour."

As one: "…"

He picked up the pen, wiped the added sentence silently, and changed it back to "One hour of evening class at the Hai hour."

Then, Ruyi put the modified booklet back to its original place.

At noon, I returned from practicing swordsmanship, after washing up for a while, for some reason, I opened the book again by mistake.

As one: "…"

The modified part was squashed again, and the next "playing with his adoptive father for half an hour."

Ru thought about Feng Rugu's expression when he wrote this sentence, and wanted to laugh.

But considering Feng Rugu's body, he changed his original plan again after his heart was shaken for a moment.

After half an hour, Ruyi, who came back from Jiugongtang, couldn't help but turn over the booklet on the table again.

He was greeted by another huge Mo Chacha, and an angry accusation: "You unfilial son."

Ruyi laughed out loud.

He replied patiently: "For the body of the adoptive father, please control him."

He deliberately put the booklet back to its original place. After a quarter of an hour, he turned back to Yusheng Hall, arrived at the desk, and opened the booklet to watch.

A new handwriting was added to it, but there were only two words: "Forget it."

Ben was looking forward to his nonsense:...Hmm?

He thought Feng Rugu was angry, so he held the booklet in his hand and was about to go out to find him when he saw Sang Luojiu coming towards him.

Sang Luojiu's expression was subtle. After performing the ceremony, he opened his mouth and asked, "Mr. Ruyi, what's wrong with Master?"

Ruyi frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

Sang Luojiu looked uneasy: "He asked me to ask if there is Qinglou Garden nearby and asked me to go with me if I have time. This..."

For example: “……………………”

Sang Luojiu said with concern: "Did Mr. Ruyi quarrel with his master?"

Ru, he clamped the scroll in his palm into a ball, his expression turned cold: "I understand. Go."

Sang Luojiu said yes, and as soon as he turned around, the doubts and worries on his face completely disappeared.

He pressed his finger against his lips, pretended to cough, and smiled slightly.

Just now, he came to deliver documents to his master. When he packed up his belongings, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the record book used by the two to pass on the books.

So he helped his master and fulfill his filial piety.

I believe the master will be happy about it.

...

That night, the bed in Yusheng Hall kept moving, and it squeaked for more than an hour, but it had not stopped yet.

Feng Rugu's long hair hangs down along the side of the bed, his hands were tied with red beads and raised over his head. The hair rings gradually fell off in the storm of the waves and silenced on the ground.

Feng Rugu was tortured so hard that his eyes were red, and his voice was filled with breath: "No, no... let me..."

Ruyi kissed his slightly dry lips silently, touched his slightly bulging belly, and stopped moving, freeing the thin threads tied into flower knots below.

Feng Rugu called out a silence, and hummed in aggrieved voice in Ruyi's ear: "I can't get out."

Like a person who is fixed on him.

Feng Rugu complained softly: "Is this a deception of the master and the ancestor?"

Ru was angry with expressionless expression: "..." All you are saying is what you are saying.

Thinking of this, Ruyi still stretched out his hand and couldn't bear to suffer.

After Feng Rugu's waist suddenly trembled and his expression recovered from the confusion, Ruyi turned him over.

Feng Rugu was a little panicked: "Return, come again?"

Although Ruyi felt sorry for him, she still deliberately scared him and acted to continue.

Feng Rugu tried hard to turn his body forward, held the back of his neck, and said with a favor: "Kiss it. After kissing, you won't want it."

For example: "..." Humph.

Feng Ruyuan's shallow kiss fell on his heart.

Ru's face turned red, stopped moving, hugged his waist, and buried her face on his shoulders.

Feng Rugu knew that whenever Ruyi finished doing this, she would always feel ashamed for a while, so she could rely on him and stretched out her hand to gently stroke the back of his neck.

The next day, Feng Rugu was sore all over and was in bed and rested.

When I got off the bed to clean up, Sang Luojiu came to visit and presented two bowls of stewed black chicken with the effect of nourishing kidneys and strengthening the essence. One bowl was left for the master and one bowl was respectfully presented to him.

As one: "…"

He was silent for a moment, thanked him, and took him to drink all.

Sang Luo laughed and said a long time ago, and never mentioned yesterday's incident.

After Feng Rugu woke up after a long sleep, he had nothing to do, so he got up with great effort and helped him to the study.

He was on a whim and had itchy hands, and wanted to doodle two strokes on Ruyi's clean record book.

Whoever wanted to search for it? The old book was gone, there was only a new record book, and it was hidden on the bookshelf, which was very secret.

The book is still the arrangement for the past month, like changing a book and re-copied it.

Feng Rugu flipped over and over again, but couldn't find any arrangements for sexual intercourse. He was so angry that he was about to throw the notebook, so he swept the end of the notebook and attached a very simple sentence.
Chapter completed!