The whole world wants to keep me in captivity [Comprehensive]

In the curling blue pond, there is a little scent of grapefruit, and this huge palace is filled with this smell, and the heat is constantly transpiring.

Qiao Ran took off his underwear. He still feels a little sore, but it is better than before.

He gently felt the slightly scalding water temperature with his hands, frowned, and was a little reluctant to go down.

Qiao Ran is naturally cool and doesn't like such an environment, but his swordsmen reminded him to take a grapefruit bath.

——Because, there is a legend in Japan that soaking in a grapefruit bath can keep you free from disease and disaster, and you can live forever.

However, how can there be immortality in this world?For ordinary people, this is an extravagant hope... let alone for his own sick body.

Qiao Ran smiled, but he didn't take it seriously, he knew that his swords had always had a good vision for the future, but Qiao Ran's mentality was always calm, because he knew that sometimes, hope is too big , the disappointment will be even greater.

Qiao Ran's toes lightly touched the water waves, and the hot temperature made his toes shrink slightly, and the toes were slightly pink, like cherry blossom petals.

Qiao Ran's swords all wanted to serve him in the bath, and almost fought for the spot.

Qiao Ran had no choice but to say that she washed alone and didn't need anyone to serve her.

In everyone's aggrieved but obedient eyes, he brought in the clothes to be changed and placed them by the pool.

This natural hot spring was dug out bit by bit by Qiao Ran's swords. In addition to putting in the grapefruit essence purchased from the real people, a lot of spiritual power was poured into this hot spring.

This kind of behavior is actually meaningless, but the swords can be said to be thinking about Qiao Ran's illness all the time. Even in such trivial matters as soaking in hot springs, they all hope that Qiao Ran's body will improve as much as possible.

Qiao Ran looked at the sparkling water waves with a hesitant expression, but...

A somewhat cold hand hugged him slowly from behind!

He was stunned for a while, but before he could react, he felt that there was a delicate kiss gently tapping on his ear.

Qiao Ran's fusangshen, although they would be a little disobedient when he was ill, but in normal times, they would obediently listen to every order of the little master.

So as long as he doesn't let them in, they won't break in so rashly.

——That can only show one thing...that is...the man in front of him is not his sword at all!

He turned his head abruptly, and saw the same face as Yiqi Yizhen, with a faint smile on the corner of the young man's mouth, and there was no fault in the neat Chinese and American uniform.

"who are you?"

Qiao Ran's voice was a little cold.

The young man with light blue hair looked at him with a slight smile, and stroked the young man's white and tender cheeks with his hands in white gloves.

——Even if they are similar, but the completely different aggression makes Qiao Ran understand... This person will definitely not be a one-shot!

Qiao Ran just wanted to use his spiritual power to trap the young man in front of him, but when the spiritual power was running, his body softened, and he found that he could not use half of his strength at all. He looked at the young man with the corners of his mouth raised more and more with some doubts.

"Master, are you afraid of me? Why are you afraid?"

"Yiqi Yizheng" tilted his head slightly, but his hands had moved down from his cheeks disobediently, resting slightly on the young man's smooth and jade-like neck.

Until the small Adam's apple was dyed a faint crimson color.

——It's really...a gorgeous color.

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The young man with light blue hair caressed the delicate and smooth texture of the boy's cheeks. Although Qiao Ran hadn't soaked in the hot spring yet, due to the transpiration of the mist, the skin on that face still contained a slight amount of water vapor, as if it had suction. , not letting the man's fingers leave.

The man who looked exactly like Yizhengyi in appearance, tilted his head, and said with a playful expression, "Master, why are you shaking a little? Is it because it's too cold here?"

Qiao Ran's expression turned greener and greener. He originally thought that he didn't care much about this kind of intimate touch - after all, Qiao Ran was a man so indifferent that he feared life and death.

However, at this moment, when he was hugged by a strange man like this, he felt a nausea in his heart.

Correct,

just disgusting

——This kind of emotion clearly permeated his heart, like a swamp, constantly pulling him, trying to drag him down the abyss of eternal doom.

The young man with light blue hair saw Qiao Ran's cold eyes, and blinked as if hurt.

"Master, why do you look at me like this? I am the Yiqi Yizhen you summoned recently... I am the most loyal sword to you now."

He stretched out his arms to hug Qiao Ran as if acting like a baby, and pressed against Qiao Ran tightly.

The polyester fabric of the military uniform rubbed against Qiao Ran's chest, which was a bit harsh, making Qiao Ran tremble for a moment.

The man stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked the boy's small and cute earlobe.

The tips of Qiao Ran's ears trembled, which made him quite amusing, and even the man's entire earlobe was sucked into his mouth.

Qiao Ran discovered...not only can he not use his own spiritual power now, but the other party is still infusing his body with an extremely dark power, making him completely unable to move.

What made him ashamed was that the spiritual power seemed to be alive, constantly swimming and walking inside his body, staying as if provocative.

"Master, your spiritual power is really terrifying. If I hadn't used that thing, I really wouldn't be able to trap you."

The light blue-haired youth moved his lips away from the delicate earlobe of the silver-white-haired youth, and a few ambiguous silver threads stretched like this.

He raised Qiao Ran's chin with his snow-white gloved fingers, and looked at the boy's pale eyes.

"Master, don't look at me with such eyes again... Otherwise, I really can't help it, and want to eat you completely."

"I am not your master, and you are not my sword. Who are you?"

The expression in Qiao Ran's eyes seemed to be filled with ice, making the pale pupils darker a bit.

Seeing his expression, the light blue-haired youth became more and more excited, and a playful smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"guess who I am?"

"—Anyway, I've been paying attention to you for a long time."

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On the other side, in Honmaru's kitchen, all kinds of swords are busy preparing winter solstice porridge and desserts mixed with lotus root, carrots, and ginkgo nuts. Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada seems to be the most reliable, and the youthful Taidao and swordsmen are also fighting for him, preparing seriously...

——The other swords, no matter how you look at it...the more you help, the more chaos you get.

Especially those small knives, running around in a hurry, and sometimes even bumped into the young swordsmen and Taisao youths, and they would let out bursts of exclamation.

Some greedy short knives even ate a small part of some freshly baked finished products.

"It's too confusing... If this continues, when will we be able to eat?"

Candlestick cut Guangzhong sighed, pressed his blindfold, looking a little worried.

——If it takes too long... his little master will be hungry, and he doesn't want his little master to be unable to eat on time on the day of the winter solstice.

Outside the entire Honmaru, Fusangshen carefully placed many forbidden spells to protect the master, so no one would think that this Honmaru would get mixed with other people.

——Here is safe, very safe, like a most exquisite palace, where their most beloved master is pampered.

So... They would never have imagined that, at an extremely close distance from them, there was a young man pretending to be a young man, who would wantonly treat their only owner...

doing

An act of over-intimacy.