[Quick Wear] The villain always salivates at me

Both Ruan Tang and Lord changed into another pair of pants.

Water was splashing in the bathroom. Lord soaked the towel, wrung it half dry, took it over, and wiped Ruan Tang's fingers carefully. His movements were gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting Ruan Tang.

Ruan Tang sniffed his hand lightly, with a bitter face, "It smells."

After he finished speaking, he didn't let Lord continue to wipe. He got up and went to the bathroom by himself, rubbing his fingers with soap.

Lord squeezed his fingertips, went into the bathroom and hugged Ruan Tang into his arms from behind, he lowered his head and rubbed Ruan Tang's small red horns affectionately, "Master, I don't like this something?"

He was obviously so happy just now.

A thin layer of water mist floated on the deep red eyes of the master in front of him, and a teardrop appeared from the corner of his eyes. He bit his lips to cry, and the end of his eyes was a little red, as if he had let go of the sharpness before. And arrogant, become docile and well-behaved.

Like a soft fur rabbit with red eyes, no matter how much you rub it, it will not get angry.

It's just so cute and cute.

Ruan Tang paused for a moment, blushing, faltering, and then said after a while, "Too, too much."

He didn't know if Lord hadn't done it himself before, but he saved too much, and now he's doing it all by himself.

Hearing this sentence, Lord was stunned for a moment, he hugged Ruan Tang hard again, licked the back of Ruan Tang's neck with the tip of his wet tongue, his voice was low and hoarse, "From now on, there won't be so many .”

He smiled, "After all, there is a master, right?"

Ruan Tang glared at him in embarrassment, but now his ears are red and his face is red, his peach eyes are wet and glistening, he doesn't look fierce at all, on the contrary, he seems to be acting softly.

Lord was not afraid either, he could almost see that Ruan Tang was a paper tiger in front of him, limp and prone to fall when the wind blows.

He reached out and grabbed Ruan Tang's hands, put them under the faucet and washed him carefully. After the foam was rinsed off, he wiped Ruan Tang's hands.

"good smell."

Ruan Tang nestled in Lord's arms, with his back against Lord's strong chest, almost unable to control his excited mood and accelerated heartbeat.

After the two of them washed their hands, Ruan Tang went to cook as usual, and Lord followed behind him to help him, imitating him in a decent manner.

He has a strong ability to learn new things, and learning to cook now does not seem to be a difficult task for him.

After the two of them finished their meal, they sat on the sofa in the living room and watched TV for a while. Ruan Tang glanced at it, as if thinking of something, he suddenly said in surprise, "By the way, where is the crystal ball you brought back?"

Lord thought about it for a long time, and this was the soul of Clyde brought back by him.

He rummaged around for a while, and after a while he seemed to remember something, then he walked to the cabinet, opened the door, and took out the crystal ball from inside.

"Almost forgot about you."

For some reason, the little bear playing the drum inside looked a little depressed and unhappy.

"I put him in the cabinet a few days ago, but I forgot to take it out." Lord's pale and slender fingers twisted a circle, and the tails of his eyes were slender. He hooked his lips and revealed a faint smile. I picked it up on the road, and the owner has been found, and I will return it tomorrow."

After all, he originally stuffed his soul into the little bear in the crystal ball to punish Clyde.

At this moment, he communicated with his master, but he couldn't let other people disturb his two-person world.

After calculating the time, it was time for Clyde's soul to return, otherwise it would be more harm than good to cause other troubles.

Ruan Tang nodded, and he just thought of it suddenly, so he just mentioned it casually.

He stretched himself, lay down on Lord's lap, narrowed his eyes, yawned, and said, "I want to sleep."

"Master, then I'll carry you to the bedroom."

Lord hooked Ruan Tang's waist with one hand, supported Ruan Tang's back with the other hand, and hugged him firmly.

Although his face looked pale and his lips were not bloody all year round, he was quite strong, his hands were steady, and it didn't take much effort to hold Ruan Tang.

Ruan Tang buried half of her face in Lord's chest, sniffing the slightly bitter medicine smell on Lord's body with the tip of her nose, and curled up in Lord's arms obediently, timidly and obediently.

After arriving in this world, he has always played the role of a protector. He is used to protecting Lord, and now he is nestled in Lord's arms and leaning on Lord in a dependent posture, which makes him feel a little uncomfortable. Habit.

He blushed the tips of his ears a little awkwardly, and clutched Lord's shirt with his thin white fingers, crumpling the small piece of fabric.

"When the master accompanied me through the slums full of sewage that day, I really wanted to hug the master." Lord rubbed his chin lightly against Ruan Tang's soft hair, narrowing his eyes. Somewhat satisfied, "Now, I can finally hug my master."

"I don't want the master to touch dirty things."

"In the future, I will protect the master."

Ruan Tang buried his face in Lord's chest with a blushing face, trying to cool himself down. He deliberately opened his mouth and bit Lord's shirt, biting the fabric until it was wet. This is a small point. He nodded, and replied in a muffled voice, "Yeah."

He, he is not shy.

It's just too hot.

After taking a shower, Ruan Tang sat on the bed. He took out the ointment, unscrewed the lid of the ointment, and shouted to Lord who was in the bathroom, "Lord, don't get any water on the wound on your back."

Lord didn't feel any pain, but since the master said so, he just wiped his body with hot water and came out.

"Come here, I'll rub the medicine on you."

Ruan Tang sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes were covered with a thin layer of water mist, he yawned a little, his thick eyelashes fluttered, and a light black shadow fell under his eyes.

Lord's mouth was dry, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down slightly.

He took off his shirt and sat on the bed with his back to Ruan Tang.

Ruan Tang's two whips were not heavy, and the skin was not broken at all, but there were two deep red swellings, which looked a little scary.

The slightly bitter ointment was gently applied to the wound, wrapped in a sense of coolness and slight tingling pain, and Lord's knuckle-boned fingers suddenly tightened.

He could clearly feel the touch and strength of his master's fingers. Even though the pain caused by that hand touching the wound was very slight, it made his scalp numb, his breathing short of breath, and his whole body sensitive and excited.

Ruan Tang paused with her fingers, leaned over from behind Lord, and gently blew into Lord's ear, "Why, excited?"

Lord's gray-blue eyes were dark and fanatical. He drooped his eyelids and squeezed his fingers vigorously. His voice was hoarse and sexy, "Yes, master."

"However, when I get excited, I really want to 'hug' the master fiercely and deeply."