Your Majesty, You Can't

"He told you to let go."

"My lord, please don't get angry..." The hands holding He Lanzhi relaxed slightly, and the voice of the delicate brother seemed to become weaker because of Zhao Yin's aura, "This is just according to Master He Lan's instructions. It’s just the usual service that I’m used to providing...but even if you have the royal surname, you can’t cancel the service of your lord..."

Zhao Yin approached He Lanzhi step by step, pinched his chin and raised his eyebrows meaningfully: "So the shopkeeper said 'as usual' is the service that even I can't cancel for you, Ah Zhi?"

"Wait, Xiao Yin, why are you targeting me? Shouldn't the focus be on the person behind me..." He Lanzhi shoved Zhao Yin's approaching face away, and then turned behind him and shouted again disregarding his image, "Who is that?" It’s going to be served as usual!! Do you think it’s a big ♂health♂health? Return it quickly!!”

"But didn't you like big ♂ health care ♂ health the most..."

"I don't like it at all now! I've told you three times, let go of me! Otherwise, I'll hit you!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Brother Qingxiu gently put He Lanzhi down while weeping, the tears in his eyes fell down like broken pearls, he raised his hand and began to wipe away the tears.

It was the first time seeing this kind of man who cried as soon as he said it, and He Lanzhi panicked for a while, and hurriedly tore off the towel hanging around his neck and handed it to him, "I'm sorry, I was the one who spoke in a bad tone just now. I apologize to you, please don't cry, okay?"

"Master Helan, you are such an honorable person that you would apologize to us bastards..." Baby Baby-faced brother sniffed to stop crying, "It's a surprise...you are really different from seven years ago Is it..."

"Seven years have passed, of course it's different." He Lanzhi rubbed the other person's head helplessly, "Also, it's too much to say that I'm a bastard. Don't look down on yourself so much."

"Oh……"

"It's been seven years." Zhao Yin stared at He Lanzhi's slender back, rubbed his fingertips to feel the lingering warmth from touching him, and murmured softly, "It feels really weird."

Unconsciously, he has made so much effort to change.

"Xiao Yin?" After finally calming down the other party's emotions, He Lanzhi turned to look at the thoughtful young emperor, "Have you calmed down too?"

Zhao Yin squinted at the handsome young man standing behind He Lanzhi with his head down, "I've always been calm, as long as he doesn't offend Ah Zhi."

"I'm sorry Mr. Zhao! I didn't expect the two of you not to like such service." The boy with a childish face covered his protruding crotch and bowed deeply, "Please wait for me to leave for a while. Both of you, please continue to enjoy the pure bathing in our restaurant."

After that, the boy flew to the pool, picked up the half-dream and half-awake girl with big breasts with one hand, and carried her away on his shoulders as if he was carrying rice. By the time He Lanzhi reacted, the two partners who provided special services had closed the door for them and disappeared without a trace.

After confirming that the door was closed properly, Zhao Yin raised his thin lips and walked towards He Lanzhi. When the other party was unprepared, he pulled away the bath belt tied around his waist, and took off the white-skinned clothes for him with one hand. The bathrobe on the body said: "Ah Zhi, shouldn't we have a good talk next?"