Carol, your sister is here!

The firelight clearly reflected the stone road in the corridor.

"Izmi, put me down, or I'm going to get angry."

"I don't want to let go, and I refuse to accept this reason." Izmi smiled dotingly, not really listening to her threat of righteous words: "As we all know, you are my dear and precious princess, and no one would I'm surprised. It's okay if you don't want to socialize with those people, we can go on a trip together in a few days, and you can learn more interesting knowledge from it than at a boozy banquet."

The subtext is that no one here dares to question his words.

——As for the father, the king, and the queen, who are the only ones who have the right to speak and can affect his decision-making on private issues, the mother-loving latter can completely help him stabilize the whim of the former.

He didn't want to make her so tired watching him, and he didn't want her to pay too much attention to other men.

What's more, after today's incident, no matter where he goes in the future, he must stay close to her in order to truly feel at ease.

Hearing the comfort and indulgence in these words, Casey sighed helplessly, vaguely regretting not being able to appreciate the donut prince's gaffe.She rolled her eyes and decided to take a tactful offensive, so she frowned and looked at him with her head tilted, and said in a waxy voice: "Your hand is hurt, I'm afraid that if you hold me like this, if you use force, the wound will crack It's on."

"Even if it's for me, take care of your health, okay?"

Izmi, who was being plucked by these soft-spoken coquettish, was silent, and obediently put her down as if bewitched by the gentleness, and let her lead her slowly to the bedroom.The little catkin was smooth, white and tender, holding the three fingertips of the big palm solemnly.However, the warm breath seemed to blend with each other, and the sweet, warm and peaceful atmosphere lasted for a while before being interrupted by Mula who appeared halfway: "Prince, princess," she saluted meticulously, " Do you want to take a shower first?"

Casey nodded and said with a smile, "It's exactly what I want. Then I'll trouble you, Mura."

It's just that once she arrived at the destination, she no longer had the slightest thought of being grateful.

"Wait," Casey's eyes widened in disbelief, and he pointed at the scene in front of him tremblingly and questioned impolitely, "Why, are we bathing in the same bathtub?"

"Before the new chief guard clears away all the hidden suspicious secrets, in order to prevent someone with malicious intentions from taking advantage of the gap, I ask the princess to be wronged and not leave the prince's protection area for a moment." After speaking, Mura added solemnly Said: "You must know that the prince is the best warrior in our country, enough to protect the princess."

Casey's mouth twitched: "...I..."

She will believe it to be a ghost!

The royal palace is not a sieve full of loopholes, and the assassins who can sneak in cleverly are not the black bread that can be seen everywhere on the street, and Izmi and Naikon's always vigorous and efficient behavior patterns are in front of them, thanks to Mura who can open his eyes and say nonsense.

Moreover, she is more inclined to believe that Izmi, who is close in front of her eyes, is guarding herself and stealing, which can cause greater damage.

"Then let's do it like this." Izmi agreed with a smile on his behalf, and took the bath towel and sesame oil in Mula's hands smoothly, leaned over and rubbed Kathy's tender cheeks affectionately: "Come, my concubine."

She lamented, seeing that the whole thing was done, and she had no choice but to raise her arms and surrender, so she responded, "Yes~la~"

... I hope she can wake up tomorrow.

Dinner at 115 Baths

When the dignified prince and concubine take a bath, there are naturally many maids by their side at any time. However, the thin-skinned Casey always has a bad feeling.

"I don't need you here," Casey smiled sweetly: "Just go outside and wait."

As soon as this remark came out, all the maids were heartbroken and full of grief. If it weren't for the professionalism trained by Mula, they would have wished to hold the prince's thigh and cry: don't be so cruel, even They are not allowed to watch the intimate scenes, and they are deprived of precious benefits without warning. This is simply too inhumane!The noble princesses and princes can treat them as decorations, and they will never be so stupid as to obstruct them, at most, they will say hello in their hearts!

It's a pity that Kathy was too slow to listen to their inner cries.

After a while, the newlyweds were the only ones left in the huge steaming bath filled with frankincense.

Under the concubine's stare, Izmi's expression froze, and he quickly withdrew the beating smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, coughed to cover up, and consciously did not pursue and beat her awkwardly.He walked slowly to the edge of the rippling pool, and took off the clothes on his chest with one hand. No matter how unskilled his movements looked, no matter how difficult he looked, it seemed that he was not taking off a gorgeous and soft robe and coat. It is not a coat, but a heavy burden on the road of life.

Casey: "..."

The first prince of Georgia, Sita Lukes, should really learn from him. This is the actor-level strength who can walk the Avenue of Stars!

The blond goddess folded her arms in front of her chest calmly, and said coolly, "Pretend to be real, as if the person who hugged me all the way with great strength just now is not you."

Izmi's movements froze, and he continued to undo the belt without saying a word, which was a little neat, but the bandage-wrapped hand that was wrapped in the shape of a rice dumpling fell to his side pitifully.

When there was nothing else on his body, he bent his knees gracefully and slowly entered the bath.

Kathy squinted his eyes for a while, and barely judged that he really seemed to be planning to die down. Did he take advantage of the short time when Izmi turned his back, and took advantage of the short time when Izmi turned his back, and stripped the skirt to pieces like a super-level performance? Clean, jump into the water on the side away from the other party, and use the clear water over the shoulders and the thick golden curly hair like seaweed to make a cover in time.

The warm water immediately surrounded her naked body, and Kathy couldn't help sighing in comfort.

Little did he know that Izmi, who had excellent eyesight, could easily see the spring light she was trying to block through the clear pool water and the distance that could not be called a distance at all.

Regrettably, he didn't ask why he ran so far away from him to take a bath. Instead, he grabbed a towel with his uninjured arm and wiped his back awkwardly without saying a word.It seems that because he is used to being served by others, his strength is very weak, and he often does not control well, splashing water from time to time. Casey watched this scene in fear, for fear that he would splash water on the bandage and get it wet and cause infection... …

I still remember that in the [-]th century, I often heard from doctors that some people did not take small cuts to heart, neglected the important process of debridement, and thus contracted tetanus, a terrible and incurable disease.

In the final analysis, it was because she insisted on dismissing the maid before that he needed to do it himself with his wounded body so aggrieved.

"Wait, let me help you." After all, unable to hold back the worry and guilt, Casey couldn't help making this suggestion.He casually grabbed a thin white bath towel that was placed by the pool, wrapped it tightly around his chest, pushed aside the water, and moved towards her husband.

Izmi smiled faintly, and under the calm appearance, he was actually in an extremely good mood: "Okay, I will trouble you."

Occasionally showing weakness, there are indeed surprises.

Unaware of Izmi's rippling mental activities, Kathy, who quickly moved to him, took the square scarf silently, and was about to move when he was made uncomfortable by his scorching gaze on himself , paused, and shyly said: "You turn your back on me first."

It's strange, it's obviously covered with a bath towel, why is his eyes still so...

Kathy blinked in confusion, and carefully scrutinized her husband's unrecognizable indifference, faintly feeling that she seemed to have been fooled, and did something stupid.However, while the hazy water vapor softened Izmi Hideo's facial features, it also subtly weakened the inherent oppressive force a lot, not to mention that he was still hurting one hand at this moment.

Delusion.

Since Kathy insisted on it repeatedly, the 'weak' Izmi had no choice but to do as he said, simply closed his eyes, and concentrated on enjoying *person's considerate back rubbing service.

——He wouldn't tell her that the white thin towel becomes see-through as soon as it gets wet and sticks tightly to the skin. Even the milk-colored skin can be seen clearly.

Back rubbing is not a highly technical job. Although Kathy lacks relevant experience, she is a good student who frequently consults Izmi to adjust the strength and position of her hands. Soon, it is logical for her husband to enjoy psychologically. ground into physical enjoyment.

…The fly in the ointment is that, in the deep layer that Casey cannot see, the fire of desire is also unstoppable from the position touched by the creamy and slippery little hand, and spreads to the place below the lower abdomen.

The straight spine has a beautiful curvature, the bulging back muscles quietly accumulate male strength, the firm texture is well-proportioned and strong, and the wheat-colored skin seems to be inadvertently coated with a seductive halo by water mist...

When Kathy was horrified to find that she was a little distracted, she reflexively let go of her hand and stopped wiping.I couldn't help but patted his slippery back a few times, making a loud "papa" sound, and announced loudly: "Okay."

The tender hoof was captured by Izmi in the next moment, he brought it to his lips and kissed it, looked at her with eyes that were so gentle that he was tired of death, and said sincerely: "Let me help you you."

It is conceivable that a lingering deep kiss is just a prelude like an appetizer.

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