After wearing the book, the sickly junior brother always plots against me

One of the characteristics of Liu An is that he keeps his word. If it is six days, it will be the real six days, even if it is less than one cent.

No matter whether he begs or gets angry, even if he bites his own shoulder, he still has to spend the allotted time completely.

"Senior brother, you are really a little strange. You cry when you are wronged, and you cry when you are happy. You cry when you reject it, and you cry when you accept it."

"What's the matter, do you cry more when you're with me, people made of water?"

Liu An grabbed his thin wrist and put it on the corner of her lips, her hot breath quickly burned the delicate skin red.

"People like you are really difficult to serve. You are the one who doesn't say what you say. Why don't you just be neat? Why are you shy?"

Hua Ming let him hold his hand, and he didn't have the strength to struggle. His throat hurt like it was on fire, his tongue seemed to be peeling off, and there was a faint smell of blood in his mouth.

But Hua Ming also really experienced what it is like to want to live and die, and the words in his mouth made him blush in the past.

Hua Ming also felt contemptuous towards him at a certain moment, he was just a puddle of mud, but after being hooked up by the big tree a few times, he was gone.

What he thinks, what he wants to say, are all inescapable.

Why not?

Because people like to think too much, they can only do so. Smart people have already turned on the brain supplement mode.

Just when Hua Ming was in a daze, he threw the white finger into the water again, and pulled that white finger towards his lips: "Since you are here to take a bath, you should take a good bath."

Hua Ming couldn't cheer up, so he stretched out his fingers and gently squeezed the hot throat, his voice was hoarse: "Who can wash for six days?"

"Liu An, you are satisfied, right? Let's go back."

"Liu An, or...or go back and..."

Liu An's strength in pulling that finger gradually deepened, and he bit that finger hard again, and said in a muffled voice, "Go back?"

"You can still think about going back, could it be... I haven't done enough?"

"I should cripple your legs and use my method."

The gloomy voice made Hua Ming's heart tremble, and his body also trembled uncontrollably;

Both hands were trembling uncontrollably, and his voice was hoarse with difficulty: "No, I... I'm just worried that it won't be good for people to see it. Didn't you say to ask Feng Hezi to deliver the meal?"

The more fearful his tone was, the stronger Liu An felt, the sharp teeth pressed against his thin fingers, teasing rather than biting.

It was very much like the cat that caught the mouse, biting his neck, bullying his limbs, playing with it, and not killing him so quickly.

After all, it's tasteless to bite off his neck and swallow it in one bite. I like to see the fear in his eyes, and I like to see his powerless struggle.

"I just want him to see it, I want him to take a good look at it, you bastard!"

"Whose person does he think he hooked up with!"

Hua Ming: I... am I going to die if I am joking!

Facts have proved that he and Liu An will kill people when they joke.

It was a coincidence that the four words met him, and it was a coincidence that Feng Hezi knocked on the door at this time, and was still muttering outside the door: "Why did you take a day and a night in this bath, and you still have to eat in it? Outrageous."

Muttering to muttering, but still have to show the most sincere smile to Junior Brother Liu, although he is too lazy to answer.

"Junior Brother Liu, I'm here to bring you meals. According to your request, I brought some soup to nourish your body. It's still hot."

In other words, Junior Brother Liu was seriously injured before.In other words, is Hua Ming going to heal him again?

Thinking about it, both of them must be tired, so it's good to drink some soup, after drinking it, they will be stronger, but...

Why does the healing have to be in this bath? Could it be that water is inseparable? I don’t understand their cultivators...

Feng Hezi sighed softly again, but there was still no sound coming from inside, he couldn't help frowning, his raised hand wanted to knock on the door but slowly fell down, because he seemed to hear the man begging for mercy Voice.

Begging for mercy?

ah?

Men's?

No, what's going on here, isn't it just the two of them here, aren't they doing exercises to heal their injuries?

Is this necessary for healing? What kind of injury is it?

Curious, he bent his body slightly, and put his ears on the door, only to hear that kind address: "Liu Liu, you did it on purpose, you did it on purpose!"

"What on purpose?"

"I just did it on purpose."

Feng Hezi: You seem to be talking about me?

"Liu Liu, I'm cold..."

"The water is cold, can I..."

The sound gradually disappeared, but I heard some strange sounds, like the sizzling sound of saliva colliding, and a hearty laugh: "Why is the water cold, and who can be blamed?"

Feng Hezi: I seem to have come to the wrong place...

His face turned red, and he didn't know what to say, but the food box in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he didn't have the strength to take it anyway.

Otherwise, just slip away, I guess they won't be in the mood to eat this vulgar food now, maybe they are all full.

But as soon as he turned around, he heard a voice behind him, without even thinking about it, he knew it was Liu An with a gloomy face, calling coldly: "Who is outside?"

Feng Hezi: I've been bad luck for eight lifetimes. Wouldn't it be nice to sleep in the house? Why am I jumping around?

"Junior Brother Liu, it's me. I was worried about your hunger, so I specially delivered food."

"You are busy, you are busy, I put things on the ground, I will not disturb you."

This will make the wink look good, with a strong desire to survive.

"Come in……"

Feng Hezi frowned: I must be hallucinating!Will not!

"I'm not dressed properly, you want me to go out, huh?"

This sentence, um, seemed to be asking if you want to die when you are riding a horse. Feng Hezi took a breath, and did not dare to lift his head, carried the food box in, and carefully put it on the ground: "I'll go out right away."

"What are you doing out?"

Liu An knelt and sat on the side of the bathtub, his clothes were open, revealing tight abdominal muscles and blackened scars, water droplets dripped down from his strong chest, and his slender fingers were pinching hard at this moment. Huaming's shoulders.

"I want you to watch."

"Look up for me!"

Feng Hezi: "??"

I'm still young, so it's not good...

Both of Feng Hezi's legs were trembling, and he was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground: "Junior Brother Liu, what did I do wrong?"

"You can go, but just never appear in front of my eyes."

Feng Hezi: "??"

The man can bend and stretch!

Feng Hezi clenched his hands into fists and cheered for them: "You are the best! Go on! Go!"

"Senior Brother Hua Ming, to save face, it's best to add two more voices, so as not to lose the skin."