[Mecha] Bandit Army Reborn

After the hot water was ready, Erlang led Fei Wushu into the bathroom on the west side of the courtyard.

Life in the New World is old-fashioned, and Fei Wushu is ready to see a wooden barrel, so when he sees the steaming and wide bathing pool, he can't help but heave a sigh of relief. The treatment of your son is really different from that of ordinary dudes. .

Erlang stood beside Fei Wushu respectfully, he always felt that there was something wrong with the young master today.

The young master's clothes should have been soiled by the jujube cake that was brought into the house before, but the young master has never soiled his clothes while eating since he was five years old... And, and... Erlang thought anxiously, maybe He was wrong, the imprint of the stain should have been wiped off by wiping his hands with his sleeves...

Ahhh, he must be thinking wrong, how could the young master wipe his hands with his sleeves? Absolutely impossible! You must not let the young master know that he once guessed like this, otherwise the young master will definitely not want him/(ㄒoㄒ)/~

Erlang's face was pale and pale, but his eyes drifted uncontrollably to Fei Wushu's head, and what's more, the hair he combed for the young master this morning is also messed up. caught—

Ahhh, he must have misread it, how could the young master grab his hair with his hands? Absolutely impossible! He's going to wash his eyes, why does the young master have hallucinations?

It's not that the young master is wrong today, but something is wrong with himself, right? Erlang thought with a mournful face, and actually doubted the young master, he is not a competent boy QAQ Fei Wushu stood by the bath, squinted at the boy with a bad face, and asked in his heart: "What's wrong with him?"

Qin Yi's tone was unhappy: "Could it be that someone bullied him?"

"It looks like it is."

"The servants here are becoming less and less ignorant of the rules." Qin Yi said lightly, "The farther you are from the family, the more thoughts you have."

Young Master Qin completely wronged the servants here.

Fei Wushu asked with interest: "What rules does your Qin family have?"

Qin Yi's tone was calm, without obvious meaning: "I am the rule of the Qin family."

Proud fart narcissism! Fei Wushu was speechless, but then he thought that he was Qin Yi at this moment, as the rules of the Qin family, he should be happy.

Fei Wushu smiled and stretched out his hands to unbutton his clothes, intending to go into the water. Taking a sideways look at Erlang who was still standing beside him, he habitually asked in his heart: "Can I let him go?"

"As usual, he waited on him from beginning to end."

"Don't you think it's unpleasant to be stared at by someone in the shower?"

"do not think so."

Fei Wushu insisted: "But I think. Letting him out won't arouse any suspicion."

"Then you can let him out."

Fei Wushu, who didn't encounter Qin Yi's rebuttal, felt flattered: "You don't object?"

"Why object?"

"..." Of course it's because Qin Yi seems to dislike anything he does. Although Qin Yi has always spoken in that tone, Fei Wushu always feels that this person is ridiculing and looking down on him in various ways.

As if guessing what Fei Wushu was thinking, Qin Yi said unhurriedly: "I will only correct you when you make a mistake, and I will not deliberately target you based on my personal preferences. I am not so unreasonable People. You don’t need to ask my opinion on such trivial matters as now.”

By personal preference? If you don't like me, just say it, I don't like you very much!

This kind of superior pointing tone makes people very uncomfortable! Fei Wushu clenched his teeth and told himself to be calm, there is still a child watching—Qin Yi, can you stop using such a tone of beating?

He restrained his emotions, let Erlang go out and wait with a paralyzed face.

Erlang glanced at him quickly with terrified eyes, and then rushed out like burning his ass. Erlang was crying in his heart, the young master must have discovered that he was thinking about those messy things, the young master must not want him anymore! Otherwise, why would the young master who had kept him waiting for the bath kicked him out?

If Fei Wushu hurt Qin Yi internally, he naturally didn't pay much attention to Erlang. Now that the outsider had left, he began to undress.

As the layers of clothes were peeled off, the thin and powerful male body hidden under the body was gradually revealed. In the dense mist that filled the room, Fei Wushu looked down at this well-proportioned snow-white body, and grinned: "Looking at a strange body, but now it's my body, I always feel that there is something strange about it. Qin Young Master Yi, do you have any thoughts?"

Qin Yi: "..."

Fei Wushu laughed, raised his long legs and stepped into the bathtub, groaned comfortably, raised his hand to touch his arm and chest, the smooth and tight skin under his fingers made him raise his eyebrows: "Yo, It feels very comfortable."

Qin Yi: "..."

Fei Wushu's smile grew wider. He has found a way to fight back against Qin Yi, right? I have been at a disadvantage before, and I will not be reconciled if I don't break it back.

"This skin is whiter and tenderer than the young ladies of our federation." Although in fact, since he deliberately pushed the little princesses in the kindergarten on the excrement of mutant beasts when he was five years old, he has never been able to touch a young lady's skin. But Fei Wushu still sneered without guilt, "How does Young Master Qin take care of it? Introduce me to please the girl."

Qin Yi: "..."

"Hey, these two points on the chest are pink." Fei Wushu lowered his eyes, looked at the body carefully, with a surprised expression on his face, and exaggerated inhalation, "It's the first time I've seen a man. It’s such a pink color o(≧v≦)o~”

Qin Yi: "..."

Fei Wushu looked down, with a bit of disgust mixed with pride: "This waist is thin, my real waist is twice as thick! Twice! In the game, I have to just let it go." Eldest young master, are you a bucket waist in reality?

Qin Yi: "..."

"Oh!" Fei Wushu finally cast his eyes under the water, and then he had a horrible expression on his face, "Young Master Qin, look at your little brother's tender color~ Haven't you used it before? Could it be that you are still a baby?" He shook his head hating iron and steel, "I will take you to eat meat in a few days. You are a good young master. How can you rely on the five-fingered girl? It's too shameful!" In reality, he didn't touch the girl's little hand. There must be a harem in the game.

Qin Yi: "..."

Sure enough, you can't refute it, can you?

Salted fish turned over, no! The villain is successful, ah, it's not right... It's not right to make progress... Fei Wushu thinks that this is a good time for him to expand his strategic advantage and counterattack Qin Yi on the spiritual high ground. As if, the finger slid down the chest to the pink point, and when the fingertips touched it, I took a deep breath, what a weird feeling!

The left hand didn't dare to do unnecessary things anymore, so the right hand slid down the chest, touched the solid six-pack abs in admiration, and continued to move down between the legs. Desperately begging him to stop, seeing how proud Young Master Qin will be in the future ╭(╯^╰)╮Seeing his body being played with by others, what should such a proud man look like now? Are you so angry that you can't speak? Fei Wushu's heart felt dark, and he folded his five fingers together to hold the work under his body in the palm of his hand: "Look at you, girls with five fingers rarely use it, right? I'm here to teach you what skills are."...→_→论论No one can match the fighting power of the five-fingered girl compared to the experienced Young Master Fei.

Qin Yi finally spoke, and his tone was still so calm, with cynicism and contempt mixed in calmly: "Fei Wushu, your behavior is self-blasphemy. Just look at your current appearance, it's too dissolute."

put...what?

"..." Fei Wushu's idyllic smile slowly froze, Qin Yi's hot head was poured down by a bowl of cold water, and he realized what he had done—one hand was soothing his chest, the other nimbly To arouse the source of heat in the body, such a hungry posture is definitely not made by Fei Wushu! !

A burst of hot air surged to his cheeks, Fei Wushu blushed for the first time since he could remember, and pulled his hands away from his body as if they were burning. Press that thing back again.

Shame oh shame!

The air in the bathroom was a little humid, a little warm, Fei Wuzhu's face was flushed, and he suddenly missed the gentle breeze blowing outside the house all the time. Could it be that when the wind blows, the embarrassing things he has done can disappear in smoke?

Actually... it's better to go offline? The non-stop commotion in his body made Fei Wuzhu restless, staring fixedly at the fiery evidence, shouting Lao Tzu's famous name in his heart——

No, you can't go offline, it's really embarrassing to go offline. Who is Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu has no skills! Do everything you can to support me!

Resisting the urge to go offline, Fei Wushu tried his best to put on an air of indifference, cheekily biting back and complaining: "Young Master Qin, your body is too sensitive, a little teasing will cause this It looks like it."

Qin Yi said calmly, "You are the one who controls the body now."

"..." Can't log off, can't log off! Go offline and lose now!

"You are the owner of your body now, don't you think it's unsightly to desecrate your own body?"

"..." can't go offline! Never go offline! Going offline now is a shameful step backward for Qin Yi, and there is no possibility of turning around in the future!

Qin Yi preached seriously: "And I, an outsider, is watching. Don't you feel ashamed when you do those unbearable movements?"

"..." Fei Wushu decisively went offline.

"Heh..." The man in the bath raised his hand and pulled his wet long hair aside, his dark eyes were silent, he looked down at the reacting body, and the corner of his mouth curled up a rare shallow arc, which made the serious and indifferent His expression softened a lot, "I was actually snatched away by a fool."

Fei Wushu, who is offline here, is rolling on the bed, this action has not been done since he was twelve years old.

"Bastard **** bastard!!"

Fei Wushu buried his head in the pillow, held his breath and beat the bed vigorously. His face, which was as thick as a city wall, was burning hot. He actually made those unbearable movements in front of others! His famous name ah ah ah! !

Fei Wushu thought desperately, is he really going to kill himself and delete his account?

The housekeeper Zong Shou, who was squatting in the corner outside his door and eavesdropping, listened to the moaning in despair and distress in the room, his face was paralyzed with pain, and his face was cracked. Ouch, who the **** was bullied by the young master!