In that inn full of hacks

Lin Hanzhi peeled a lychee and handed it to Chen Mo's mouth: "Mo Mo, come and eat some fruit."

Chen Mo took a bite, gnawed off the flesh, and when he got up and spit out the core, he froze and didn't dare to move. He angrily grabbed the quilt and ignored him. Lin Hanzhi coaxed him to massage him.

Chen Mo felt pain when he saw Lin Hanzhi's chrysanthemum, so he decisively threw him out: "Get out."

"I want to take care of you."

Chen Mo weighed his current physical strength and raised his hand wearing the promise ring, saying, "Is it for you to throw it out for you, or you go out by yourself."

"Okay, okay, don't get excited, I'll go by myself, by myself." Lin Hanzhi left in a daze, not knowing where to go, so he decided to stop by Murong Yu's to get some ointment or something.

When Chen Mo was laying on the bed to hold a memorial service for his lost boy body, Han Qin'er pushed the door open with a smile and came in. The most embarrassing appearance was seen by the apprentice, which is a proper black history.

Chen Mo pretended to be serious and said: "How can a girl trespass on a man's bedroom?"

Han Qin'er didn't take it seriously, and directly ignored Chen Mo's face: "What's the big deal, you will be a teacher for a day and a father for life, and you have no children, nephews and descendants. I don't think there will be any with my wife in the future. In the future, you will be old." You're so stupid that you can't walk anymore, why don't you want me to serve you, when the time comes, you'll end up throwing your sails into the basin, and then you have to let me see everything."

Chen Mo covered his face, wondering what went wrong. The innocent and lovely girl was taught to be a hooligan. She used to blush when she looked at her balls from a distance, but now she dares to tease her master.

Han Qin'er covered her mouth and snickered, the master blushed.

"What are you laughing at?" Chen Mo cursed Lin Hanzhi sadly and angrily in his heart, if he hadn't stopped in time, how could he be laughed at by his disciples.

"Ahem." Han Qin'er said solemnly, "I'm not laughing at you, really not."

Chen Mo's face is paralyzed, do you think I will believe it?Do you think your master is so stupid.

Han Qin'er laughed enough before thinking about the business: "Master, Mr. Cheng told the story of Nezha a few days ago, and now all the villagers passing by Li's house will curse, saying that Li Sanshao is not worthy of this name."

"Of course he doesn't deserve it." Chen Mo is quite confident. When he first wrote the story, he intentionally added a lot of Nezha's role. Anyway, this world knows that there are not many gods on the list, and no one knows that he changed Nezha.

Han Qin'er deeply believed that Nezha was now a hero in the hearts of the common people, comparable to a god, while Master Li San was like garbage, one in the sky and the other in the earth.

"Now, many folks come to block the door of Li's house every day, asking him to change his name, so as not to insult the name Nezha." Han Qin'er was obviously in a good mood.

In Chen Mo's plan, he really wanted Li Sanshao to be condemned. After all, there are so many literati in the country, and his Li family can't afford to offend, but he didn't expect to have unexpected gains. People who play with pens are different, will they be retaliated by the Li family?"

"No, everyone has a plan. The families who go to block the door are not doing business. Mrs. Li can't influence them. Moreover, they are large and powerful, and the Li family dare not use force to oppress them. Master Liu wants to arrest him. It's been a long time." Han Qin'er smiled heartily, seeing the Li family besieged on all sides made her happier than her own self-cultivation.

Seeing that Han Qin'er was happy, Chen Mo felt relieved. It was because of this girl that he decided to fight against the Li family. Now it seems that all his thoughts were worth it.

Lin Hanzhi pushed the door open and came in. Seeing that the master and the apprentice were chatting happily, he asked, "What's so happy about it?"

Chen Mo stopped laughing, as soon as he saw Lin Hanzhi, he felt pain in the chrysanthemum, a very, very painful kind.

Seeing this, Lin Hanzhi touched his face and asked, "What's the matter? When you see me, you look sad."

Chen Mo said dryly, "Qin'er, go out first."

"Oh." Han Qin'er really wanted to stay and watch the gossip, but she knew when to quarrel with her master and when to be obedient, so she could only leave reluctantly.

Chen Mo took out the washboard and threw it on the ground. Lin Hanzhi narrowed his eyes, pursed his lips and knelt down. After waiting for so long, he finally got his sweetheart on the bed. He must not treat himself badly, so after eating the front side, eat the back side , Finally made people angry, but this kind of thing must be thick-skinned, otherwise there will be no benefits.

An hour passed, Lin Hanzhi knelt on the washboard obediently, Chen Mo lay on the bed and tried to look up at the ceiling at 45 degrees, the room was too quiet, Lin Hanzhi felt that he should find something to talk about, so he lay on the bed and poked Chen Mo: "That The Eighteen Forms of Longyang are really easy to use, I used all the postures I saw that day last night, don't you feel anything special?"

Chen Mo replied weakly: "Yes, the cultivation base has improved a lot, the cultivation speed is faster, and it can also be superimposed with the bonus of the room."

"That's right, the branch store's bonus is not as much as the main store's. Try it when you go back, and the effect will definitely be better."

Chen Mo finally withdrew his gaze from looking at the ceiling, looked at Lin Hanzhi with a gloomy look and said, "It's true that the effect is very good, but no matter how good the effect is, it can't cover up my current back pain, leg pain, and chrysanthemum pain."

Chen Mo originally thought that his cultivation base was not low, so it shouldn't be too miserable. Who knows that Lin Hanzhi, whose cultivation base is higher than his own, is not as devastated as an ordinary person. Now he has only one word left on his whole body: " pain".

Lin Hanzhi resolutely shut up, held it back for a while, and said: "It's inevitable that I will lose control the first time, and I will definitely pay attention next time."

Chen Mo was sad and angry: "Pay attention to your uncle, why don't you let me poke and poke."

Lin Hanzhi said solemnly: "My father is the eldest son, I don't have an uncle."

"roll!!"

Lin Hanzhi gently stroked Chen Mo's hair and said, "Momo, you and I are husband and wife, don't be shy anymore, I will treat you well."

Chen Mo slapped Lin Hanzhi's hand off: "Get out! I'm ashamed of you, sir, it hurts! Do you understand the pain?"

"You're being naughty again, didn't you just say that? My father is the eldest son, and I don't have an uncle."

Chen Mo buried his head in the quilt, he must have broken his brain the day he traveled through time, otherwise how could he fall in love with such a rascal, if he had known it would be so painful, he would rather be a magician for the rest of his life.

Lin Hanzhi took out a delicate white porcelain bottle and said, "Okay, don't be angry, I asked my sister-in-law for the ointment, try to apply it, it is said that the effect is very good."

Chen Mo was dubious: "Really?"

"Of course it's true, let me help you with the medicine."

Chen Mo saw Lin Hanzhi knelt still and said, "Isn't it medicine? Come on."

Lin Hanzhi smiled wryly: "Have you forgotten, kneeling on this washboard requires your consent to get up."

"No, I didn't activate its function, you knelt down by yourself, you can get up anytime you want."

Lin Hanzhi stood up tentatively, and was really satisfied that he was not restricted. He secretly decided to kneel down when he saw the washboard in the future, so that it would be convenient for him to think about it.

Lin Hanzhi stretched his legs, stepped forward to lift Chen Mo's quilt, and stretched out his hand to reach for his underwear. Chen Mo pressed his hand and asked vigilantly, "What are you doing?"

Lin Hanzhi replied innocently: "Take the medicine."

Chen Mo gritted his teeth: "You touch here for the medicine!"

Lin Hanzhi was puzzled: "If you don't touch here, touch anywhere."

"Take it out, and you will be responsible for applying medicine to my thighs and waist. I will do it myself." Chen Mo knew very well that if Lin Hanzhi were to apply medicine to his little chrysanthemum, he would definitely turn into a pervert. Can't give him a chance.

Lin Hanzhi was not reconciled. Taking medicine is also a kind of welfare. He tried to fight for welfare: "The thigh and waist need massage to relieve, and this medicine is specially used to treat that area."

Chen Mo snatched the medicine bottle: "Then I don't need you. I'll take the medicine myself in a while, and you can massage me to relieve it. I'm in severe pain."

Lin Hanzhi was speechless, is this considered stealing chickens and losing money?Forget it, massage can also eat a lot of tofu, so why don't you have no tofu to eat? If you don't have tofu, you can grind it yourself.

Chen Mo squinted his eyes to enjoy the massage, and commanded occasionally: "Click on the bottom, yes, and a little to the left, yes, yes, that's the place, it hurts so much, please rub it well."

Feeling the touch of his hands, Lin Hanzhi began to feel distracted. It was rare for Chen Mo to let him touch it so obediently, especially for such a sensitive part.

Chen Mo corrected the route in time: "Where did you knead, dot on the top, dot on the top, yes, right there."

Lin Hanzhi had been serious for less than a quarter of an hour. Seeing that Chen Mo was drowsy, and his hand began to slide dishonestly down again, when he was about to reach the destination, Chen Mo coughed, and Lin Hanzhi's hand returned to its place again.

After another quarter of an hour, Chen Mo let out a slight snoring sound. People who sleep on their stomachs will snore more or less. Lin Hanzhi was sure that he was really asleep this time, and once again stretched out his hand to the place he had been coveted for a long time.

"Crack" The washboard that was put away just now was thrown out again. Chen Mo rubbed his sleepy eyes and said, "Can't you take away your lust? I'm disabled now." People, do you really have the heart to do it?"

Lin Hanzhi laughed a few times and said, "I just want to see how your injury is doing?"

"really?"

"really!"

Chen Mo thought for a moment, although he was very embarrassed, but that place was really painful, anyway, it was touched by the light, he gritted his teeth and handed the medicine bottle to Lin Hanzhi, closed his eyes and said: "You give me the medicine , don’t do anything else, if you have other ideas, see you on the wall.”

"Don't worry." Lin Hanzhi carefully pulled off Chen Mo's clothes to check the wound carefully, uh... After resting, it seemed that the swelling was worse than last night. It was obviously not so serious when he was sleeping and cleaning. And hurt.

Chen Mo hugged the pillow, blushing, "Hurry up!"

"Oh, that's good." Lin Hanzhi came back to his senses, carefully applied the medicine, and carefully applied it to the injured area several times. .

Chen Mo yelled in grief and anger: "Lin Hanzhi, your uncle!"

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