Once upon a time there was a poor little girl [Quick Transmigration]

Feng Ze was lazily soaking in the bathtub, when he heard a slightly disturbed but familiar voice from outside the screen, his sharp eyes were stupefied for a moment before he could react.

Isn't this the voice of the protagonist?How did he suddenly appear in his room?Where did Yiliu and the other maids guarding the door go?

Three question marks were pressing on his heart at the same time, Feng Ze was full of uncertainty and wonder.

But looking at the faintly visible and very uncomfortable figure through the screen, and thinking that the protagonist Shou outside the screen is not an ordinary person, Feng Ze couldn't help but call out, "Little Shuang'er? Shen Nianyuan?"

On the other side of the screen, Shen Nianyuan heard the slightly hoarse and undisciplined voice, lowered his head and nervously clenched the cloth towel in his hand with his fingers, and responded in a low voice.

"Where are Yiliu and the others?" Feng Ze asked, frowning slightly.

As his personal servant girl, Yiliu knows best about his habit of not wanting to be disturbed when taking a shower. That fellow Gu Yue's martial strength is beyond the charts, so it's just an exception... But Shen Nianyuan has no strength to restrain a chicken, so how could he be taken care of at will? put in?

"Miss Yiliu was called away by the servant in the front yard, saying that the steward had urgent orders." Shen Nianyuan twitched his fingers, and said with lowered eyes, "I happened to be passing by the main courtyard at that time, so I was asked by Miss Yiliu for a while. Pull here... to guard."

Oh... so it was just a guard, but what do you want to enter the house?

Feng Ze nodded and shook his head, while feeling that Yi Liu was really reckless as his personal maid, at the same time he secretly complained about the outrageous behavior of the protagonist entering the house without his consent.

But Feng Ze didn't know, his temporary silence was like a reassurance for Shen Nianyuan.

Holding the cloth towel in his hand tightly, Shen Nianyuan said softly, "My lord, Nianyuan is willing to take a bath for you."

wtf?

The first time he heard Shen Nianyuan's words, if it wasn't for the soreness in his waist, Feng Ze might not be able to resist jumping up from the bathtub.

You must know that in this conservative ancient society, Shuang'er's every move is quite restrained, such as voluntarily serving a man to take a bath, it is simply telling others clearly that this Shuang'er has completely surrendered!

Well, this is indeed something that can make every man more face...

However, Feng Ze rubbed his back and lowered his head to look at his mottled chest, especially with ambiguous marks, silently sank his posture, and buried his whole body in the steaming bath water.

Ah ha ha, forget it.

After all, the man who is Gong's identity as the protagonist in the script was officially "possessed" and "labeled" by him yesterday, so... the protagonist accepts, we don't make an appointment!

Never make an appointment!

But having said that, Feng Ze's eyes drifted back to the slightly swaying figure behind the screen, he touched his cheek secretly, but wondered if he did something to make the protagonist misunderstood, and he did not hesitate to agree with him matter?Or, the real situation is that his attractive appearance is already against the sky, but he himself has never been clear about it?

Well, in fact, no matter which of the above ideas is mentioned, it is a bit too narcissistic.

With a light cough, Feng Ze calmly withdrew his elongated brain circuit, thinking that the most important thing right now is to send people away first.

As for Shen Nianyuan, the protagonist Shou who has all kinds of good luck in this world, even if Feng Ze refuses in his heart, how does he faintly reject the unpleasant feeling of being disturbed while taking a bath.

At this moment, he also had to restrain the temper of this body, and said as gently as possible, "I don't need someone to serve me here, so you don't have to, Xiao Shuanger..."

Before the word "grievance" was uttered, Feng Ze sat in the large bathtub, only looking at Shen Nianyuan outside the screen, and was about to stretch out the screen.

"Wait!" Feng Ze was startled.

There was a splashing sound of water, and a quick rustling sound of dressing, Shen Nianyuan gritted his teeth and pulled the screen away, raised his eyes and froze on the spot.

The hair of the young man who had just stood up from the bathtub was still full of water vapor, and his handsome face was also tinged with a light crimson by the warm mist. He was slender, standing upright in the bath In the bucket, the upper body is covered with a thin bathrobe, and the part submerged in the water is softly spread out on the water surface. Through the thin layer of fabric, you can faintly see the beautiful scenery at a deeper level...

"go out!"

A cold chirp interrupted Shen Nianyuan's tranced vision.

"Young Master..." Standing at the same spot with a cloth towel in his hands, Shen Nianyuan stared at the bluish-red chest exposed under the half-wet clothes of the young man in front of him, and his eyes turned red for a moment.

This, these traces are...

Shen Nianyuan bit his lip fiercely, he is not a person who doesn't understand anything, but at this moment, he can only control his trembling heart, so as not to make any strange sounds.

In the bathtub, Feng Ze was dressed in obscene clothes indiscriminately, his mind was full of thoughts, and the corners of his lips curled into a straight arc.