Rebirth of turning waste into treasure

"My lord, the human named Cheng Xiao was taken away by Mrs. Lan, did he just let it go?!" Lian Jianbi's eyes concealed anger, and seeing Lan hugging the human back, she couldn't help but immediately made a decision.

Obviously Master Lan has been blinded by that person named Cheng Xiao, so it is better to start directly from Master Bi, anyway, Xia will not be able to get out for a while, the opportunity is just right.

The man on the main seat did not answer, but also looked at Lan's back, stroked his chin, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Bi stood up and nodded slightly, "My lord, if there is nothing wrong, I will take my leave first. Please continue the review of this matter tomorrow to calm everyone's hearts."

After a while, after getting the other party's permission, he saluted again, waved his hands and strode away. Before passing by Jing who was still kneeling, he said coldly, "Take it back, and continue with 30 whips."

Deling's soldiers came forward and were about to drag the bloodstained man away when a cold voice came.

"No need."

"Monarch..." Lian was a little surprised, he didn't expect the man in the main seat to speak for his own Jing.

Bi frowned, for a while, said nothing, and walked out.

Amidst the discussions among the crowd, the approval meeting came to an end. The possible bloody storm tomorrow made many people uneasy, but they were still happy that Master Lan returned safely. After all, such a powerful family leader, It is difficult to cultivate, the rise and fall of the family, the family members are responsible, this truth is known to three-year-old cubs.

After the people left, Jing stood up with one hand on the ground, blood winding down her back, her parents had long since disappeared, and maybe no one would open the door for her when she went home tonight.

He picked up the scattered clothes on the ground, intending to put them on casually.

A hand stretched out, forcefully preventing the wounded from putting on the dusty cloth again.

Frowning slightly, Jing looked back, a look of surprise flashed across her eyes, "Monarch."

"...will be infected." The man's voice was cold.

Cheng Xiao was a little worried about the safety of the Yao tribe named Jing, but the foreign tribe told him that it would be fine, and someone would take care of it.

He was taken by Lan to a spacious room. The man said that before asking questions, he should do some necessary preparations, so he took a bath, ate, and checked his body...

Regarding the last item, Cheng Xiao felt that it needed to be considered. What does it mean to make a move when they meet, he must first give himself an explanation. He stared at the foreign race and remained silent.

They didn't take off their clothes, and the human beings covered themselves tightly with the robes they had just changed.

Lan brought medicinal wine. Although the human beings were not harmed, suddenly boarding the airship for space acceleration puts a heavy burden on the body, especially the joints, which are more prone to soreness.

"Take it off." The man glanced at him and said lightly.

"..." Cheng Xiao narrowed his eyes and ignored it, "Why are you here, where are the others?"

"Their matter has been properly handled, and our appeal has been passed without error. The judgment on Min will come down soon, and the issue of planetary compensation will be discussed later." The alien race unscrewed the lid of the medicine bottle in his hand, and some milky white jelly-like substances were stained On the fingers, the paste does not emit the slightest fragrance, and the slightly transparent texture looks very delicate.

First touched the human arm, wiped some on the knuckles, and began to massage slowly and vigorously, not letting go of the elbows and shoulders. After a while, the fingertips stained with white paste slipped to the bottom of the human neck. at the clavicle.

Cheng Xiao, who was rubbed comfortably, was arranging the order of the questions in his mind. Unexpectedly, his clothes were quickly untied. Before he could make a sound, he had already turned into a smooth piece of snow-white tender meat, and the cool air stuck to his skin. , the tiny fluff stood up slightly.

"...I'll do it myself." The human sighed, reaching out to take the medicine from the foreign race.

Lan raised his hand, touched the human waist, kneaded vigorously, and said in a low voice, "No problem."

Cheng Xiao: I have trouble, thank you.

"...you and those people, know each other?" The human being was pressed on the bed, the hand of the foreign race had already passed the waist, moved towards the leg, and the toes were rubbed a little itchy, Cheng Xiao couldn't help bending the soles of his feet, and said asked.

Because his mouth was a little dry after taking a bath, the human couldn't help sticking out the tip of his tongue and licking the seam of his lips.

The foreigner seemed to have noticed his partner's small movements, and poured a glass of water calmly, adding some fruit pulp in it, sweet and thirst-quenching, this is one of the favorite drinks of Yaoxing's female body.

As soon as Cheng Xiao's lips touched the mouth of the cup, he smelled a faint fragrance. He tried a little, and the smell was not strong, but very attractive.

"You said the one in the main seat." The man's voice was cold, and he glanced at him. Humans should like to drink, and then said lightly, "He is my brother."

Cheng Xiao almost spit out a sip of water, quickly took the cloth towel beside him and wiped the corners of his mouth, stared at his ink-like eyes, and blinked.

The foreign race continued to knead the legs of his partner, from the knees up to the roots of the thighs, and dug out a large piece of snow-colored cream with his fingertips, and applied it on the skin along the curve, and it would be absorbed quickly.

Cheng Xiao's mind wandered, and after a while, he had an epiphany.

The backer turned out to be made like this...

How could he never have thought that this man's expression was indifferent and unchanged, not because of his facial paralysis, but because he was fearless.

So as always, the fixed thinking will kill people. Cheng Xiao always feels that the alien race may be a little uneasy, worried that the race cannot be protected, and so on. Can this force be a little lower?

"The one named Bi..." Cheng Xiao felt that before pinching the man's ear and telling him what a revolutionary friendship between partners is, it's better to get rid of the hidden troubles that are eyeing him.

"He originally wanted to be the patriarch, but unfortunately he failed." Lan looked indifferent, and when his finger passed a certain gap, he seemed to shrink his pupils slightly inadvertently.

"High position and weight?" Cheng Xiao thought for a while, and it was very important to confirm the opponent's strength, so he stopped beating around the bush to inquire about that person's situation, instead asking directly would be more direct.

The foreigner nodded slightly, his fingers were covered with ointment, and he poked in.

"Then why..." Before Cheng Xiao finished asking the question, he found that his back was cold, and the foreign body sensation was so obvious that he couldn't ignore it. Didn't he massage the joints as promised.

He subconsciously moved forward and wanted to move his body away, but his shoulders were firmly held down. Cheng Xiao raised his eyes and met the deep and dark eyes of a certain foreign race, screaming in his heart, why was he stabbed again? !

After an unscientific exercise, human beings feel that the joints are more sour. Are those ointments only increasing the softness? The wind is still blowing in somewhere behind, and it is too open, and it can't be closed for a while.

Lan kissed his partner's cheek, wiped off the sweat, looked carefully at the lower part behind the human, covered the dark light in his eyes, and kindly helped the human block the place where the wind came in.

Cheng Xiao, who opened his chrysanthemum twice: "..." The alien raised a middle finger in his heart.

Lan was extremely gentle this time, kissing her partner's body intimately, leaving some spots on the fair and delicate skin.

"Easy..." The person on the bed snorted, his moist thin lips moved slightly, and said in a low voice.

"Good." The man bit the tip of the human's ear.

Be good, after the second round, Cheng Xiao opened his slightly watery eyes, and asked, "That guy named Bi, how should we guard against it?" Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was stabbing at him. Lan's eyes contained killing intent.

The alien lowered his head, rubbed his chin against the top of the human's hair, kissed the other's tender lips, and said in a cold voice, "There is nothing to be afraid of."

Cheng Xiao: "..." Please be careful, thank you.

It seemed that seeing the human fell into silence, the foreign race kissed the other person's forehead again, and said, "The children took it."

Lan's words made Cheng Xiao almost jump off the bed, in fact, he had already started to push the man away to get up.

"Where is it?" The baby is here, what do you want his father to do.

The foreign race who was kicked away mercilessly raised his eyebrows, took a new coat, put it on the human beings carefully, and after fastening the buttons, he opened the door and took Cheng Xiao to a room not far from the next door. Inside the house, after entering, you can see two children sleeping soundly on a big bed.

"Did Qi come with you?" Cheng Xiao hurriedly stepped forward, looking at the sleeping faces of his babies with satisfaction. The long-distance travel must be very tiring, but the child who has always been inseparable with Rin is not there, so he subconsciously asked .

"He and Feng will go back to the family first." The foreign race said lightly.

Cheng Xiao narrowed his eyes and was a little surprised, "They are also Yaoxing people?" I thought that only Lan was the kind of so-called micro-service tour, but I didn't expect to have a follower... This is more reliable.

Doing alone to create the world is really only suitable for people who are so high that they burst into pieces. If they are full and have nothing to go into dangerous situations without leading soldiers, that is not called bravery, it is called the path of worshiping heaven.

Commonly known as premature death and premature birth.

Covering Rin with the small quilt that had fallen from the side, and rubbing the other cub's face, Cheng Xiao naturally didn't intend to shake his own child up, come to a victory master, and then staged a tearful family warmth script.

He waved his hand at the foreign race, left the room lightly, closed the door carefully, returned to his room, poured a glass of water, sat on the bed and said, "You have been with the foreign race for many years, why?"

Hunk... Lan quietly recalled the word.

"Political reasons." The man sat next to the human being and rubbed the overworked muscles of the human being.

Now that he knows how to please, it's too late, Cheng Xiao gave the foreign race an angry look.

The black eyes that were dazzled with water light narrowed slightly, and Lan thought that human beings might like this.

"Tell me carefully." Cheng Xiao squinted his eyes comfortably, and the strength of the massage became more and more proficient.

It is conceivable that he was stabbed so many times, he thought to himself, looking back, his face was really full of blood and tears.

Lan picked up the main things and told them in detail. The deep and magnetic voice was like brewed fine wine, mellow and moving.

"It's just to practice and develop the foreign race by the way. Is it repaying the favor of the previous chief of the army?" Cheng Xiao raised his eyebrows. He found that Lan didn't seem to have said that he was a pure-blooded foreign race.

It seems that they are not proud of their blood, but more respect for the strong.