Master Xiao thinks about those years

The voice of Fu Nian came again, this time there was not only a joke, but also a hint of threat.

Fu Nian crossed his arms and looked at Mo Qing who was facing away from him. He just wanted to see him embarrassed. The more embarrassed Mo Qing was, the happier he was. Not only did he embarrassed Mo Qing, but now, he Let Mo Qing take a bath with him in this embarrassing mood.

Thinking of Mo Qing's embarrassment in the pool, the corners of Fu Nian's mouth raised slightly unconsciously.

Yan Chen didn't know about Fu Nian's ghost thoughts, but he knew that taking a bath with Fu Nian would definitely be bad, so he hesitated again and again, finding new excuses to prevaricate: "I... I'm not used to being with other people, you take a bath first."

"Not used to it? Then you have to get used to it if you are not used to it."

"No, I'd better invite the Lord first."

Yan Chen shirks.

"I invite you first? What if I...have to wash with you?"

The threatening and slow tone came again, cold sweat broke out on Yan Chen's forehead, and he didn't speak.

If he doesn't bathe with Fu Nian, he won't die.

"Warning, there will be a penalty for not taking a bath after the time limit!"

"Warning, there will be a penalty for not taking a bath after the time limit!"

The cold voice thought without any emotion, and shattered Mo Qing's determination.

The stick man is simply his nemesis, not only his nemesis, but also his disaster.

"Warning, there will be a penalty for not taking a bath after the time limit!"

"To shut up!"

When the mechanical sound came, Yan Chen was annoyed.

Turning around and cursing angrily, but he still had time to vent, his ice-like jade face turned red in an instant.

Yan Chen knew that the person holding the stick was standing behind him, but he forgot that there was also a trace of talisman standing behind him.

He first saw the person holding the stick, and then saw... a /slippery/un/hanging rune.

From top to bottom, one/silk/not/hanging runes.

Yan Chen's eyes seemed to be stabbed, he subconsciously raised his foot, turned around to find cover.But before he could turn around, the clothes on his back were suddenly pulled.Lifting his clothes, the huge force lifted him off the ground.

He was actually held in the hands of the stick-holder who was more than eight feet away.

"What are you doing! Let go!"

Yan Chen was furious.

"Urge to take a bath, do it now."

"Urge to take a bath, do it now."

"Let me go!"

"Urge to take a bath, do it now."

The person holding the stick repeated it coldly, but did not stop for half a step because of Yan Chen's annoyance, so Yan Chen, whose red clothes fluttered and his face was clean, was held in the hands of the person holding the stick, no matter how much he struggled, he would not let go.

Viewed from the side, a tall wooden puppet carrying Mo Qing is like an adult carrying a disobedient child. The adult is expressionless, while the child seems to be eating people.

"puff--"

It was so weird that Fu Nian couldn't help laughing out loud.

"thump!"

The stick-holder walked three or five steps, reached the edge of the pool, and threw Yan Chen into the water mercilessly.

"Oh! You bastard..."

Yan Chen struggled in the water, choked a few mouthfuls, wanted to curse "bastard" but didn't.He was thumping in the water like a drowned chicken.And definitely the brightest one.

"Hahaha……"

Fu Nian laughed again, Mo Qing's situation made him so happy physically and mentally.However, before he was happy for a while, he kicked his ass/ass cruelly.

"thump!"

The naked Fu Nian was also thrown into the water, and fell on his back, and fell like a dog eating shit.

"Urge to take a bath, do it now!"

"Urge to take a bath, do it now!"

"You're fucking sick!"

Fu Nian tumbling out of the water, cursed furiously.

The stick man stood by the pool, looking down at the two people in the pool, waving the white stick in his hand triumphantly, matching with its bright red and purple square wooden face, it was extremely annoying.

If the person holding the stick has eyes, that eyes should be called equal treatment.

Yan Chen stared at Fu Nian who was lifted into the pool by the person holding the stick, and was stunned for a moment.

The water in the pool was not deep, Fu Nian sat in the bath, his face was washed by the water, and the clumsy makeup faded away, showing his original evil and handsome charm.

The wet hair hangs down on the firm shoulders, dripping drops of water drip down, winding into a river on the honey-colored skin, the river water is sparkling and crystal clear.

The hot air in the bath is dense and ethereal, adding a sense of privacy.It's like covering everything with a layer of tulle.

There was a wild breath exuding in the silence.Exudes masculinity unique to men.

Yan Chen's face turned red in vain.

This was the first time he saw Fu Nian's body carefully and carefully after his rebirth, and when he saw it clearly, he suddenly realized the difference between himself and Fu Nian.

He subconsciously looked at himself.

Her skin is as fair as paper, her shoulders are thin, her waist is slender, and she is not as masculine as Fu Nian.A sense of loss suddenly rose in his chest, he was about to lose control of Fu Nian, and he lost a lot to Fu Nian in terms of body shape.

How can this be good?

After Fu Nian finished cursing, he brushed the wet hair out of the corners of his eyes with his hands, the air was quiet, only the sound of his arms rising and falling in the water could be heard.He noticed something, turned his head quickly, and met the pair of phoenix eyes that were staring straight at him.

Mo Qing, who was dressed in red, stood blankly on the other side of the bath, her clear face was stained with crystal water droplets, her skirts were disheveled, and her delicate and white collarbone was faintly visible.

The soft black hair spread out around him, as if spreading a layer of black brocade, and the red clothes fluttered in the water, entangled with the black hair.

The whole person is like a red lotus out of water, wet, and more and more beautiful.

Standing there is a kind of temptation.

A silent temptation.

What's more, these eyes were staring at him inexperienced, Fu Nian never thought that Mo Qing, who had always been unable to dodge, would look at him boldly.He was excited, Fu Nian's Adam's apple twitched, he rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Does it look good?"

"What, what?"

Yan Chen was sunk in his own imagination, when he heard Fu Nian's words, he was not only a little confused.An ignorant person will exude an unconscious cuteness, and this kind of cuteness will become a fuse at some point.

For example, now.

Fu Nian looked directly at the person in front of him, and said meaningfully: "What do you think...?"

His sharp fingers slid across his neck as if nothing had happened, and then he stood up abruptly from the water. A large stream of crystal clear water immediately poured down from his honey-colored skin, and slid down from his straight back...

Yan Chen was a little embarrassed in vain, and quickly turned back.

The confusion in his eyes dissipated instantly, and everything became extraordinarily clear.Even the body has become extraordinarily clear.

Yan Chen was like a drowning man, frantically looking for straws in the water.The red clothes and soft black hair soaked in the water shook violently, he finally turned around, his white and wet fingers clung to the wall of the pool, panting/breathing violently.

Look no further.

Obviously both are men, but Yan Chen actually felt that no one should take anything indecent.This is probably the stress response obtained after getting along with Fu Nian for a long time.

"Isn't it pretty?"

The corners of Fu Nian's brows and eyes were stained with smiles. He returned to the water and swam slowly towards Yan Chen like a prank. The feeling of a predator sneaking in.

And he is the prey.

"Don't come here!" He said in a stern voice, a little ridiculously trying to show the spirit of a master in his previous life.

With his back facing the talisman, he retreated to the side without direction. He didn't know where he was going to retreat, but he had to retreat. If he didn't retreat, he would only die.

Yan Chen's movements were hasty and chaotic, and his red clothes were like a red flower being beaten by the waves in the water, and he suffered more severe blows with his movements.

"What are you running for? Mo Qing."

With a sinister tone, Yan Chen felt an external force exerted on his clothes.He moved forward, only to realize that Fu Nian was holding the clothes behind him in his hands, Yan Chen's heart skipped a beat like a drum beating.

He secretly pushed forward to break free, even tearing his clothes.

"call--"

With Yan Chen's force, the red shirt was torn from the shoulder to the back, revealing the white shoulder on the left. Of course, he finally broke free from the claws of the rune.

fortunately.

Yan Chen heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly fled forward.However, before his feet could move forward, a firm honey-colored arm suddenly struck, extending from behind him to the bath wall he was leaning against, like a shackle.

Yan Chen's thin lips were tight, and the crystal drops of water slipped from the corner of his forehead. He clenched his fingers tightly, and with a thought, he changed direction and quickly backed away.

"Crack!" Another arm came from behind, and it rested on the wall of the bath again, blocking his retreat.

So the left and right sides were controlled by the rune, and behind him was the wall. He was completely surrounded by the rune.

death is imminent.

"Are you still running, huh?"

The threatening breath lingered in the ears and hit the person's face, causing a burst of violent pain.

Fu Nian put his hands on the wall, looking at the tense person in front of him.Yan Chen is going crazy, he stays in the arms of Fu Nian, motionless, dumbstruck, he is afraid of meeting something he shouldn't touch, he is afraid of Fu Nian's eyes, afraid of Fu Nian's breath.

Yan Chen didn't know why he became like this.

Obviously, he is the master of Fu Nian, obviously, Fu Nian was once so pure.

Six years later, the world seemed to be turned upside down.

"Don't talk, Mo Qing, can't you...can't you hear me? Otherwise, the deity should be closer?"

The water flowed slowly, Fu Nian slowed down, approaching Yan Chen little by little from behind.

"Ugh! Go away!"

Yan Chen exclaimed, he felt something touched his back, the veins on his forehead twitched, and he hurriedly yelled out.The creed of benevolence, righteousness, propriety and wisdom slammed into Yan Chen's forehead, making Yan Chen's eyes stare and he couldn't breathe.

"Get out? Don't you like it? Stared at me for so... long, huh?"

The slyness contained in the soft banter showed the joy of the speaker, and after Yan Chen's voice, Fu Nian lowered his head and leaned against his ear and spoke softly.

Yan Chen's white shoulders trembled slightly, he really wanted to... slap Fu Nian back.

If only he was himself in the previous life, if he wasn't a prostitute, Fu Nian wouldn't treat him like this.

The call from ancient times makes people sink.