The Ultimate Cannon Fodder [Transmigration Book]

"Little guy, do you have the sincerity to let me paint you?" Chen picked up the paintbrush and dipped it in paint, his deep voice could not hear the emotion.

"Yes." Qian Ya's eyes flashed a sly light, "I have always listened to my master."

After finishing speaking, Qian Ya lowered his eyes slightly, immersed in the timid and shy world that only belonged to him and could not be seen by others.

"Take your legs back." Chen stopped joking, and while brushing the background color on the drawing paper, he ordered Qian Ya, "The scale of the painting hanging on the wall is too large and inappropriate."

Qian Ya thought about it and thought it was the same.

"Oh." Qian Ya tugged at his bathrobe in frustration, adjusted his movements, "Master, can I do this?"

Chen looked up at him again, nodded, "Yes."

Afterwards, Qian Ya kept this posture and sat on the sofa, staring in a daze at his master's superb appearance at the palace level.

The master's attentive appearance is so beautiful!

"Master, besides painting, what else can you do?" Qian Ya asked.

"Wait until you find out." Chen replied.

Qian Ya smiled and frowned: "Okay!"

The hero of the legendary novel is probably like this. He has good looks, charm, background, and outstanding abilities, leaving everyone behind.

But now this man pretends to be himself.

His deep eyes are gazing at himself, and he is the only one who can stand beside him, he is the one embraced by his strong arms, and he is the only one who has been kissed by him.

I have never felt so close to happiness.

He not only has love, but also a family.

Chen gave him everything.

"What are you thinking?" Chen's voice suddenly interrupted Qian Ya's thoughts.

"Ah? No, nothing..." Qian Ya turned his head to look at Chen, "Master, what's wrong?"

There was a smile on the corner of Chen's mouth: "Little guy, you seem to be very active. Your eyes are rolling around and your posture is changing slightly. Even if you are facing me, are you so impatient?"

When Qian Ya heard the words, he immediately shook his head in fright: "No, I didn't, I was just thinking about something just now, and I didn't pay much attention..."

Chen took the paintbrush, stood up from his seat, and walked towards Qianya step by step.

Qian Ya noticed Chen's actions, his long eyelashes trembled, and hurriedly asked: "Master, are you not drawing anymore?"

It's over, are you angry?

Chen stood still in front of Qian Ya, leaned down to support the sofa with one hand and looked down at Qian Ya, the hot and humid breath blew into his ears: "I won't draw anymore."

Qian Ya raised his head to meet Shang Chen's gaze, thinking about what to say in order to comfort Chen.

But unexpectedly, Chen didn't teach him a lesson, but put the pen body in front of Qian Ya's lips: "Little guy, hold it in your mouth."

Qian Ya opened his full lips obediently, holding the paintbrush in his mouth, staring at his master with long and narrow eyes, filled with trust.

"Don't let it drop, once you drop it, you will get a slap on the buttocks. If you drop it twice, the slap will double, and so on." Chen rubbed his head lovingly, "By the way, remind you, this time I won't be soft."

Qian Ya blinked his eyes, looking cute.

If this could make Chen happy, it would be too simple.

Who can't do it?right.

Facts have proved that Qian Ya really overestimated himself.

His face was so sour that he couldn't stop it. Although he tried his best to control himself, he still dropped the pen many times, and he also suffered a lot of beatings.

When Chen cut his hair, he also squatted beside Chen's legs and looked at Chen pitifully. Ren Chen carefully trimmed his bald head slowly, squatting until his legs became numb and didn't sit up.

After dinner, Chen led Qian Ya into the bathroom.

Qian Ya wanted to go forward to help Chen fill the bathtub, but he didn't expect that the servant had already prepared everything for them.

In comparison, he is quite unqualified.

"Help me undress." Seeing Qian Ya's downcast expression, Chen ordered as if giving him a chance.

"Yes, master!" Qian Ya immediately became happy, and he quickly walked in front of Chen, stretching out his hand to unbutton Chen's uniform.

"About the etiquette of the banquet, you only need to pay attention to two points." Chen looked down at Qian Ya and remembered the etiquette, "First, bow to the nobles and kneel to the royal family."

"Good master." Qian Ya took off Chen's shirt, and then went to untie Chen's belt.

"Second, at the banquet, the fully animalized creatures you meet are all royals. Sometimes their appearance is very deceptive. No matter how cute or petite they look, don't reach out and touch them."

"Okay." Qian Ya nodded.

Chen stepped into the bathtub, and said to Qian Ya who was standing beside him, "Come in."

Hearing this, Qian Ya followed into the bathtub and lay on Chen's chest.

Being a slave is so big or small, it is estimated that he is the only one in the whole password area.

Chen reached out and touched his little bald head, and said softly, "Does it still hurt?"

"It hurts." It's okay not to mention it, but it hurts even more when Qian Ya mentions it.He looked up at Chen with aggrieved eyes, and seemed to have a thousand words to say, but he didn't hold back a word.

After all, he was the one who violated Chen's order first, and all the reasons were just sophistry.

"Little guy, you really owe a lesson in obeying my orders." Chen touched Qian Ya's clean back with his hands soaked in bath liquid, and helped him scrub.

Even though the tone is oppressive, the actions are gentle.

When Qian Ya heard the words, his head drooped instantly.

"Master, I tried my best to restrain myself..." But I couldn't do it... He didn't want to disobey Chen's words, but he wanted to open his mouth and take off the pen, which kept circling in his mind, and finally defeated the consciousness he should have, If you hurt yourself, you will be punished.

Speaking of this, Qian Ya suddenly remembered that he seemed to have never mentioned the matter of being controlled by the peacock body fragrance to Chen: "I forgot to tell you something... When we were in the slave pen, Su entered my body Infused with peacock deodorant."

Chen frowned, and his voice sank: "When did it happen?"

"On the day when the nobles and the royal family inspected... I'm going to take a bath, you give me 10 minutes, Su came here during this time..." Qian Ya said cautiously.

"Does body fragrance only amplify your sensitivity to touch?" Chen asked.

"Yeah!" Qian Ya nodded, thought about it carefully, shrank his neck, and said again, "It seems, more than..."

"say clearly."

"There are side effects, master. I think...it magnifies my thoughts many times...my body is often not controlled by my consciousness...especially when I think of you..." Qian Ya paused several times before saying these words complete.

He was embarrassed.

"Besides that, is there anything else?" If it stops here, the situation is not so serious that it can't be cured.

"Master..." Qian Ya lowered his eyes slowly, and finally got to the most critical point, "If Su stimulates me with deodorant again, I will still regard the people around me as you...to find the exit Let yourself be at ease..."

When everything was related to Chen, Qian Ya was completely powerless to resist, so that he was completely controlled.This is what Su wants to see, the so-called, the most suitable appearance for Qian Ya.

When Chen learned of the specific situation, the displeasure in his eyes became more and more obvious.

He recalled the scene of Qian Ya being attacked by ten guards last time, and the scene of Qian Ya crying and explaining to him why he chose to break up the relationship. It seemed that Qian Ya had mentioned at that time that he regarded all those who tried to hurt him as own.

Qian Ya observed that Chen's complexion was getting worse and worse, and quickly added: "As long as the body odor doesn't get worse, my sanity is still there. It didn't hurt my body, so master, don't worry."

"Well, I see." Chen nodded.

He calmed down and sorted everything out in his head.

Chen has some understanding of peacock body fragrance.Once injected, it cannot be eliminated in this life.

So the most important thing right now is not to allow Qian Ya to come into contact with stronger body fragrance.

How to stop body odor from getting worse and continue to hurt his little one?

There is only one way, kill Su.

This is Chen's task.

"Starting today, learn how to control your desires." Although the harmfulness of the deodorant injected into Qian Ya's body is acceptable, Qian Ya still has to learn how not to be dominated by deodorant.

This is what Qian Ya must do now.

"I will, Master." Seeing that Chen's tone was no longer so oppressive, Qian Ya nodded desperately.

"I will train you how to do this." Chen said, raising his hand to lift Qian Ya's chin, "In the days to come, once you disobey my order, all you have to do is punishment."

punish? !

hit yourself?

"If I don't do well again, you...will you whip me?" Qian Ya asked tremblingly.