don't make me wear a skirt

Lytle refused to admit it: "How could I get my ass slapped? I'm just working on the lumbar spine - ah!"

Hecha pinched the place near the middle: "Here?"

This bastard, do you want him to die? !Lytle immediately foamed at the mouth in pain.

Hecha said coolly, "Blame yourself for talking nonsense."

Lytle thought gloomily, why does this guy know everything?Has he opened his eyes?

The carriage arrived at the post station slowly.

The moment he saw Tisha, Lytle's eyes filled with tears. Oh, the loyal puppet doesn't know how much torture he has endured this time. Duke Hecha's behavior is getting more and more terrible. A week ago, he still revealed his identity It shows that men and women are different. Now, he always likes to hug him to sleep. Sometimes when he wakes up, this guy's hand will reach into his nightdress!

Should he be glad that his identity has not been revealed?This meant that the hand that had reached into the nightdress at least hadn't reached down.

Lytle imagined Hecha's horrified and unacceptable appearance when he touched his little chirp. He was very happy and frightened at the same time. This guy's shock was only momentary, but he might never see the sun tomorrow again.

Lytle wanted to happily hug the maid and turn around, but the reality hit him hard on the face—he almost fell a dog in embarrassment, so he could only let go of his hand angrily.

Tisha looked him up and down: "Fortunately, you don't seem to be living too badly."

"I haven't experienced it, and I will never appreciate the urgency of surviving in despair." Lytle limped in with the help.

The stumbling posture was too obvious, and Tisha shifted her gaze to his buttocks: "I didn't expect that."

"What?" Lytle couldn't understand.

Tisha shrugged: "Although Duke Hecha treated you well, he moved unexpectedly quickly. He picked your little chrysanthemum again?"

"How is it possible?!" Lytle walked forward with trembling steps, and corrected her righteously: "Why can't you maintain the purity of your thoughts? The weird walking posture must be because the chrysanthemum is injured?"

Tisha pointed out veiledly: "Last year you escaped from Duke Hecha's manor in the same posture. You leaked as you walked. It was the pants I washed for you."

Lytle blushed and wanted to sew her mouth shut: "Do I want to keep his things in it forever?!"

What's worse, in the next few days, his butt couldn't close. Which young boy would go through such a terrible thing? !

He was so scared that he secretly found a local old doctor.

The more Lytle thought about it, the more he felt that there was something wrong with the old doctor. Why did everyone know about his deeds just after watching the poor little chrysanthemum? !

And that old doctor is useless at all, he spent ten gold coins, this guy didn't even check the wound and replied directly, oh, it's okay dear, this is a normal physiological phenomenon, it can be seen that your lover is very majestic, he It will make you cry, and you can maintain your firmness by sitting more and doing levator ani exercises.

Then Lytle did a levator ani exercise for a year, and now Xiaohua is recovering very well.

The inn in the rich area is extremely luxurious, and even has a special cook to help him make exclusive food. Lytle drooled shamelessly as he looked at the breasts that were about to come out.

Is there anything more appetizing than white stuff?

Next, Lytle was out of sight.

Hecha snapped his face back, wiped the beads of water from the corners of his mouth with his fingertips, and returned them to his master's lips.

Lytle and this sinister and cunning face looked at each other for a long time, watched Hecha put his saliva-stained fingers into his mouth and ate them, and suddenly lost his appetite.

God, he's eating his drool!

This guy is really perverted.

The silver plate with the cooked food came up quickly, and the chef's hand brushed Hecha's thigh without leaving any traces, and the charm in her eyes was evident at a glance.

Hecha leaned back, and said to the big-breasted cook tenderly and irresistibly: "We need to try the dishes."

There was a crack in the smile on the cook's face: "Do you suspect that there is something wrong with the food I cook?"

Hecha: "I don't want to be poisoned and die."

The cook couldn't believe that this man, who looked like a gentleman on the surface, would say such impolite words. She had already given a full hint, and angrily tasted all her dishes, and she said, "I'm satisfied now." , went upstairs with red eyes.

Lytle watched disappointedly as the little sister faded out of sight with her ball, and drank all the milk in the glass.

milk? !

Lytle was very upset: "Why did the cook give you whiskey, but mine was milk?!"

Hecha explained with a smile: "Drinking more milk is good for development."

Lytle wrinkled his nose and said dejectedly: "It's all a lie to the children. I used to drink milk every day."

What is the use?Although he is well-proportioned, he still can't be a macho.

He Cha smiled half a smile: "No wonder."

No wonder his skin is like milk, thin and white, even the stuff in the middle is pink and tender.

Such a fan, I really want to hold it in my hand forever.

Lytle happily ate two mouthfuls of noodles, suddenly felt chills down his spine, shivered, turned his head and looked around indiscriminately, damn it, who is speaking ill of him?Hmmmm?

Ade packed his luggage and found two big-headed children beside the Duke: "This is...?"

Hecha wiped off the stains from the corner of his mouth: "They are the victims of Bregnett's experiment. After leaving here, you need to take them to the royal city for medical treatment."

Tryndamere stuck his head out: "I want to be with the teacher!" He hasn't taught me anything yet!

He Cha frowned: "You and Lipson still have to identify Belida's criminal evidence, including Earl Omans."

Lipson thought of the big-headed workers in the factories, the neighbors who starved to death in the huts in the slums because they couldn't pay taxes, and the young girls who were tortured even more because of the scarcity of girls. He grabbed Tryndamere's arm and said, "Let's go to the king's city." Go ahead, expose Belida."

"Oh, but..." Tryndamere hesitated.

"There is a puppet master's guild in the king's city!" Liperson gave Lytle a disdainful glance: "There are many powerful puppet masters there, and there are even better ones waiting for us!"

"Okay." When it came to the puppet guild, Tryndamere agreed without thinking.

After dinner, Lytle was glad that he no longer had to share the same bed with Duke Hecha, and that strong Tisha could protect him, not to mention put her hand on his ass like a whore.

This happy mood could not last long. It was pouring rain outside, and the roof on the second floor began to leak. After Lytle opened the door, he found that both the bed and the quilt were completely wet.

"This is Breganit's station?!" Lytle breathed out through his nostrils: "Are you a bean curd project?"

The owner of the inn probably knew Hecha's identity. He was someone who could not be offended by Viscount Belidada. Wiping the sweat from his brow, he gave up his room to let the two children sleep, and lived in the grocery room in desperation. went.

On the first floor, apart from two large utility rooms and a small bedroom - the bedroom has only a bench covered with a blanket, which is terrible, and the only room left with a large soft bed.

Hecha touched the black head: "Welcome to sleep with me."

In fact, it’s nothing, Lytle comforted himself, it’s not that when he woke up in the morning, his hands would be stretched into his pajamas, and he would deliberately pinch his waist and listen to his collapse——

Forget it, he would rather sleep in the utility room.

Lytle supported his throbbing buttocks and hugged the quilt to make a small bed for himself.

He was lying on his side, oh, the ground was cold, and his butt still hurt.

Why is the brat so strong?Why did she not only kick herself to death, but also sleep in the big soft bed with Tryndamere? !

The hapless guy in the grocery store, Station Boss One, Teesa Two, Ade Three, and King Lytle, because only his ass hurts.

After about an hour of pain, Lytle rose angrily, why did he let the two children sleep on the big bed!Children who are in good health should suffer more so as not to grow up spoiled!

Lytle moved slowly wrapped in the quilt.

"Where are you going?" Tisha got up from the ground.

Lytle's eyes were firm: "Take back your own room."

Tisha knew her master's peeing behavior well: "Look at the reality, you can't beat Duke Hecha."

"Who said I wanted to rob his room?!" Only a fool would rob something from a guy with disparity in strength. Lytle said confidently: "As a teacher, I have the right and the ability to make Tryndamere vacate the room."

"Do you need my help?" Tisha raised an eyebrow.

"No need." Lytle smiled confidently: "How many children can I not deal with?"

"Okay." Tisha lay down.

That is to say, when Lytle knocked on the door for 10 minutes and found that there was no response from inside, he put his ear on the door, and snoring sounds came into his ears one after another.

Are these two little ghosts pigs? !

Is this the difference between the old and the young?They couldn't even wake up screaming, and Lytle couldn't sleep because of the pain in his ass.

The door of the next room opened, and after carefully looking at the little boy wrapped up in a ball, Hecha asked, "Would you like to sleep with me?"

Lytle sneered, turned and left.

He is a man of principle, how could he sell his soul and sleep with the devil because of his physical discomfort?

It is absolutely impossible.

Half an hour later, Lytle got up unbearably, and knocked on the door of Duke Hecha's room.

"Can you let me in?" Lytle asked flatteringly.

He Cha was dragged into the room with him in his arms.

Finally climbed onto the big soft bed, Lytle pouted his buttocks and closed his eyes to rest.

"Are you still in pain?" Seeing that he was in a daze, and he was still walking crookedly, Hecha knew the reason immediately.

"Pain? What pain? There is no pain. I am so strong that I can tie a cow's ears and tail into a tight knot." Wright closed his eyes and said nonsense.

Hecha took out a box of ointment from the interspatial bag, and lifted the bedding.

Lytle was drowsy, and his mouth was gurgling. He didn't know what sound he made, and suddenly felt cold, and his butt seemed to be attacked by the cold wind.