Sincerely invite young heroes to break their sleeves

Qin Yuxi prepared hot water, and Ren Xiaodao dragged Yang Yueming to take a bath.

Qin Yuxi looked at Ren Xiaodao undressing Yang Yueming, with a look of horror: "Brother Fa Cai, as a bodyguard, you are also responsible for bathing the boss?"

Fuck, I'm a showman but not a person, what if the boss takes the opportunity to do something to me!

Ren Xiaodao: "...you don't need to do it."

As he spoke, he pushed Qin Yuxi out the door: "Don't peek."

Qin Yuxi watched Ren Xiaodao close the door, and muttered to himself, "Brother Fa Cai has such a good relationship with the boss, and even helped him take a bath!"

However, Ren Xiaodao in the room was obviously not as calm as Qin Yuxi thought. He supported Yang Yueming, who was like a dead dog, and resigned himself to helping him undress.

"Fa, get rich..." Yang Yueming asked Ren Xiaodao to undress himself with a rare cooperation, with a smile on his face, "You stink!"

"..."

Who is to blame!Who is to blame!

Ren Xiaodao silently said not to care about the drunkard, but his actions became obviously rude, and he didn't have the patience to untie his belt slowly, and directly pulled out several layers of clothes.

"Ah, rascal~" Yang Yueming covered his chest, "peek at my body!"

But then he opened his hands with a smile: "It's just, if you want to get rich...it doesn't matter if you want to see it."

Ren Xiaodao said with anger: "Who wants to watch it!"

"Of course it's you!" Yang Yueming held his face as a matter of course, "It's okay, I can touch it for you..." After saying that, he really pushed forward: "Only, I can only touch the chest!"

Ren Xiaodao: "..." He originally thought that Yang Yueming was already immoral enough, but he never expected that he would continue to break through his lower limit after being drunk.

I really underestimated him too much.

He wiped his face, and seriously reflected on why he didn't pack up his bags early in the morning and just slip away quickly.

Yang Yueming has fair skin, and it can be seen that he is indeed a pampered young master. He is thin and can touch the bone shape of his shoulder and collarbone. Ren Xiaodao stepped forward to support his shoulder, and the touch of his hands was warm and soft. It caught fire, and it burned all the way to my heart.

But what surprised him was that although Yang Yueming was thin, his body was not as delicate and weak as it looked, but was covered with thin muscles, which were much tougher than it looked.

Ren Xiaodao was a little surprised. If he hadn't practiced martial arts, he wouldn't have such a figure.

He was puzzled, and before he had time to figure it out, Yang Yueming retched again and lay all over him.

Ren Xiaodao quickly hugged him.

Yang Yueming was completely naked, and his skin stuck to Ren Xiaodao's body, causing him to shudder.

Ren Xiaodao's body was hot for a while, and he hurriedly dragged him to the wooden bucket filled with water.

Yang Yueming slumped over him like a dead dog, letting him drag himself to the bucket and throw him into the water.

"Puff——" Yang Yueming spat out the water that splashed on his face, and then touched his face indiscriminately, "Get rich and rebellious ~ break my heart ~"

"You talk so much when you're drunk." Although Ren Xiaodao was a little annoyed, he felt that he was being rude, so he hurriedly took a towel and wiped his face, "Why do you drink so much?"

Yang Yueming lay on the edge of the bucket, puffed his face and said sullenly: "I, I'm broken in love..."

Ren Xiaodao thought that he was still entangled in Yan Furuo's ignoring him, and paused: "There is no grass in the end of the world, anyway, this is not the first time you have lost love..."

"But, but it's not so embarrassing..." Yang Yueming hiccupped and flattened his mouth, "What is this..."

As he spoke, he dialed the water sadly: "Could it be that only men, men... like me?"

Ren Xiaodao tightened his hand, but still acted nonchalantly: "Is there a man who likes you?"

"Of course! I'm so handsome..." Yang Yueming imagined, "I think Luo Zhuchen must have secretly fallen in love with me, and for revenge I stole Xueyi..."

Ren Xiaodao: "..." Even if you're drunk, don't use your brains, okay?

"Why don't you guess that I have a crush on you?" Ren Xiaodao asked mysteriously.

"You?" Yang Yueming turned to look at him, but accidentally knocked on the rim of the bucket, and suddenly exclaimed in pain.

Ren Xiaodao quickly supported his head, and carefully rubbed the red spot on his forehead.

Yang Yueming leaned against the side of the bucket and let Ren Xiaodao rub his forehead with his head up. He said drunkenly, "You didn't snatch me, my girl. I'm too lazy to... slander, slander you..."

Ren Xiaodao: "..." So you really deliberately slandered Luo Zhuchen, and you are so generous to admit that you are really a real man?

Ren Xiaodao was sure that his forehead would not grow, so he let go of his hand and said softly, "What if it's not slander?"

Ren Xiaodao was clamoring in his heart, and wanted to continue to say something, but he saw that Yang Yueming had fallen asleep at some point, leaning against the edge of the bucket with his head up, his fair skin was slightly reddened by the hot water, and his black hair fell down. Put it on the body, adding a bit of style.

Ren Xiaodao reached out to help him loosen the hair sticking to his cheeks, sighed softly, dried him, put on a clean undershirt, and carried him to the bed.

Yang Yueming's eyes are closed tightly, the tails of the eyes are slender, and the peachy color when they are opened can be vaguely discerned. The long eyelashes cover the lower eyelids, making the complexion as snowy and delicate as ever.

At this time, he was lying quietly on the bed, breathing long and long, no longer noisy as usual, and he had an aura beyond the dust, which made people dare not touch it.

Ren Xiaodao looked at him and felt that although he had known him for a long time, he had never really understood him.

He shook his head, shook off his chaotic thoughts, and told himself not to think about it, then covered Yang Yueming with the quilt, then held his wet hair, used his internal strength, and gently dried it for him.

When Yang Yueming's hair was almost dry, a crisp whistle suddenly sounded outside the door. Ren Xiaodao put down Yang Yueming's hair after hearing the sound, and once again confirmed that he was in a deep sleep, then turned and left.

But just after taking two steps, he couldn't help falling back again, held Yang Yueming's face, hesitated for a moment, and finally planted a light kiss on his lips, like the touch of a dragonfly, but made his heart tense like suffocation.

"Sometimes later." He whispered.

When Ren Xiaodao left the room, Yang Yueming opened his eyes. Although his eyes were drunk, he was not ignorant. He bit the lower lip that had been touched just now, his expression was obscure.

"It turned out to be rich... really broken sleeves..." Yang Yueming hugged the quilt and hammered the bed in pain, "Why are all men who love me..."

While hammering back, he burped drunk again.

When Ren Xiaodao left the inn, a disciple of the beggar gang came up from the corner and said in a low voice: "Young master, we have thoroughly investigated according to the information provided by Feng Gen, and we have basically determined Ni Gongzheng's whereabouts."

"Say."

"Ni Gongzheng is deploying troops to Penglai Island."

Ren Xiaodao frowned: "Have you found out the reason?"

"No." The disciple said: "However, my subordinates guess whether it has something to do with the gang leader."

"No, no one knows about Master's stay on Penglai Island." Ren Xiaodao said, "I'm afraid Ni Gongzheng has other plans. Where are the others? Let's deploy first."

"Yes." The man nodded, and led Ren Xiaodao to their hiding place randomly.

In the middle of the night, Yang Yueming woke up after a nap, feeling much better. Thinking of getting rich and secretly kissing him, he felt an indescribable emotion instead of disgust.

"I'm so handsome and noble, so it's understandable for me to have a crush on me when I get rich." Yang Yueming said to himself, "It's also good to get rich, so it doesn't matter if you have a crush on him..."

"But if Fa Cai confesses his love, should I agree?" Yang Yueming fell into deep thought, "I think I still prefer beautiful and gentle girls... But Fa Cai is also very good, with strong martial arts and good looks. He's also handsome, and his abs are comfortable to the touch... Oh, I can't be like this, I'm going to break my sleeves if I go on like this..."

Yang Yueming covered his face: "I must have drunk too much wine to have such a strange thought, I'd better go out and blow some air."

Yang Yueming put on a coat and went out of the room. Because it was midnight, the whole inn was quiet and the wind could be heard clearly.

Yang Yueming took a few deep breaths of the slightly cool air, and then heaved a long sigh, very troubled: "Why is the life of a beautiful man so difficult!"

"Brother Fugui, do you want to have a drink together?" Nangong's voice of changing hands came from the roof, with a hint of drunkenness.

"Damn, why are you here!" Yang Yueming was taken aback. As soon as he raised his head, he saw Nangong Yishou jumping down from the roof, grabbed his waist and jumped up, and both of them went up to the roof. .

"Be careful..." Yang Yueming screamed and almost fell down.

Nangong Yishou was a little drunk, but he still chuckled and carefully helped him to sit down.

Yang Yueming couldn't help but reflect deeply, why did he keep falling into the pit of being rescued by all kinds of beautiful men since he left Mingyue City?

Could this be the cause of the unhappiness?

"Brother Fugui, let's drink together?" Nangong handed over a small jar, Yang Yueming glanced at it, and there were two jars of wine on the roof.

"So you're drinking too?" Yang Yueming expressed empathy, "Sure enough, when you're sad, getting drunk is the most appropriate... But I won't drink with you. I just finished drinking this afternoon, and now my head still hurts..."

Nangong changed hands: "...you are quite self-disciplined." Even when you are sad, you can still think about your health like this.

"You don't understand..." Yang Yueming covered his face, "Drunkness can cause many problems..." such as missing a kiss.

Nangong changed hands: "???"

Yang Yueming didn't continue talking, and Nangong Yishou didn't ask any further questions, just drinking in silence.

Seeing that he drank a lot, Yang Yueming patted the back of his hand: "Don't drink too much, no matter how much you drink, it won't change anything."

"At least when I'm drunk, I won't think so much." Nangong Yi put his hands on his knees, lowered his head and couldn't see his expression, "I just wanted to stop Fuluo from making mistakes again... If she can stop here , I can take care of her like a younger sister."

She doesn't want to be taken care of by you as a younger sister!

Yang Yueming watched Nangong change hands, and finally didn't express what was in his heart, but patted him on the back: "Don't be sad for too long, the dead are like this, people live in the future after all, since you want to get drunk, then Let's have a drink tonight, and wake up tomorrow and forget about the past."

He said that Nangong changed hands, but put down the wine jar in his hand, looked at him and said, "If it was you, could you put it down so easily?"

"Of course not!" Yang Yueming gave him a contemptuous look, "But I can't persuade you to die quickly after being wallowing in sadness."

Nangong Yishou chuckled lightly at his upright look.

"Although the saying that one cannot be resurrected after death is clichéd, it is also a fact." Yang Yueming said, "It is okay to be sad about something that cannot be changed, but it is not worthwhile to ignore the real life."

"I know." Nangong Yi lay back and looked at the moon in the sky, "I will gradually forget these things."

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Thanks to all the girls who support the genuine version! ! !You must all have big breasts and thin waists! ! !

And Fugui's brain hole is really scary, bigger than me...

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