Fantasy: Starting out as a gigolo, born a Confucian sage

"Um!"

Pei Zian nodded obediently, with his wet hair still hanging down, some of it sticking to his pretty childlike face.

Seeing Shen Wuming's appearance, she stepped forward, grabbed his big hands, and blew some hot air on them.

"Isn't it a little cold outside?"

While she was talking, she grabbed Shen Wuming and walked in, closed the door, and put his hand in her arms.

"I'll help you keep warm."

Feeling the softness and elasticity in his hand, Shen Wuming felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He froze in place and said nothing.

A master of the sixth level, he even forgot to use his magic power at this time and allowed this little girl to use her body to warm his hands.

After a long time to react, Shen Wuming hurriedly pulled his hand away, turned sideways, and faced Pei Zian face to face.

"I'll ask the waiter to change the water."

There was only one bathtub in the house. After the waiter changed the water, Shen Wuming took a bath.

Pei Zian also wanted to follow his lead and wait outside, but Shen Wuming was worried that the girl would freeze.

Then he unfolded a screen to block it and let her rest in the room.

"good."

I don't know what Pei Zian was thinking, but he blushed and agreed.

Shen Wuming didn't think much, threw his clothes aside and started taking a bath.

The water was quite hot, just enough to warm me up, but then I heard a rustling sound coming from behind the screen.

Pei Zian tiptoed to the screen, spit some saliva on his fingers, and then wiped it on the screen.

The screen was soaked in an instant, and there was a faint light, and then she lay there and peeked in secretly.

Shen Wuming was leaning in the tub, most of his body was covered, but his upper body was clearly visible.

Her hair is as long as a waterfall and her face is handsome.

Although he is a scholar, his figure is extremely powerful, with bulging muscles and full of sexual tension.

After all, his military skills have reached the third level, and his physical body is naturally very well polished.

The little girl's heart was pounding when she saw it, and she even felt some saliva at the corner of her mouth, so she wiped it quickly.

Then he noticed that Shen Wuming seemed to be absent, and glanced here.

Her heart tightened and she quickly retracted her head.

"Who is it?"

Shen Wuming was in the sixth realm, and his five senses and six senses had already discerned Pei Zian's little movements.

But he can understand it.

After all, she is a teenage girl, and it is normal to have some fantasies in her heart.

When he came out, he pretended that he didn't notice anything, and then started to make the bed.

"You sleep on the bed, and I sleep on the floor."

Shen Wuming said something and planned to ask the waiter to bring two more quilts and spread them on the ground.

But the little girl held him back, "It's so cold, you won't get sick if you sleep on the ground."

"Am I going to get sick?"

Shen Wuming glanced at her strangely. He was in the sixth realm. How could he be afraid of this cold spring?

Just as he was about to explain, the little girl pulled him to the bedside, "Why not? Your hands were almost frozen into ice just now?"

"If you sleep on the floor, I'm afraid you won't be able to get up tomorrow. Do you think this is true?"

"I……"

Shen Wuming wanted to explain that he just didn't use magic power, but if he did, then what's the point of using someone else's body to warm his hands?

It seems that it is wrong to explain it, but it is also wrong not to explain it.

He was speechless for a moment, and the little girl had already pressed him down on the bed, "Okay, you can just sleep outside."

"Draw a line between us and you will definitely not come over, big brother, don't you think so?"

Can I still say no?

Shen Wuming had been clearly arranged, and finally had no choice but to sleep on the edge of the bed.

A night of silence.

When Pei Zian woke up in the morning, he found that he and Shen Wuming seemed to be stuck together.

I suddenly felt panic in my heart.

The eldest brother won't treat himself... Although that's okay, is it too fast? No, no?

With an uneasy feeling, she opened her eyes tremblingly, and saw a handsome face in front of her.

Sleep well.

On the contrary, I had already crossed the middle line without knowing when, and half of my body was lying on the big brother's body.

One leg was still pressed under his belly, vaguely being pushed up by something.

"Well……"

Pei Zian quickly shrank back and wrapped himself in his quilt, his face flushed.

Like a peach.

Feeling that the girl finally woke up, Shen Wuming secretly breathed a sigh of relief and adjusted his breathing.

Allow yourself to calm down.

After a long time, Shen Wuming pretended to yawn, rubbed his eyes and sat up.

He looked at the little girl next to him who had her eyes closed but her eyelids were trembling, and then walked out of bed.

First there was the sound of the door opening, then the door closing.

Pei Zian quickly opened his eyes, lifted the quilt, took off his pajamas, and put on clean clothes.

He glanced at his bellyband and straightened it up proudly, "Don't tell me, it looks pretty good."

When Shen Wuming came back, the little girl had already put on her clothes and was waiting, looking at him with a sweet smile.

"Brother, when did you wake up?" Pei Zian rubbed his face, "Oh, I was so sleepy yesterday."

"I slept too deeply. When I woke up, I saw that you were no longer there!"

Shen Wuming was speechless, but he still cooperated with her subtle performance and finished his breakfast.

All the way west.

Two days later, Shen Wuming was still outside the carriage and had not entered.

He looked at the horse pulling the cart.

Don't tell me yet.

The horse is slender and very elegant, just like a Ferghana horse in the competition field, very good.

Especially the mane on its neck, which flutters freely when running.

Even if it is pulling a carriage, and there are two heavy living people, Shen Wuming and Pei Zian, the speed is still very fast.

If the carriage was not a shock-absorbing carriage modified by the Mo family, it would probably jump up at this moment.

"Some happiness and elegance are indeed indescribable by machines."

Shen Wuming suddenly understood why Pei Mao gave him a carriage pulled by a demon horse when he set off.

Instead of a mechanical carriage.

The wilderness is endless, even on the official road, there is not much scenery, but it is quite desolate.

There is no village in front, and no shop behind.

Only in the center of the official road in the distance, there seems to be a somewhat old figure standing, leaning on a cane.

"Hey, it's not easy for the old man."

Shen Wuming's heart moved slightly, and he even thought about asking the old man where he was going later?

If it's convenient, you might as well give me a ride.

But just as I thought of this, I saw the old man walking very fast. In the blink of an eye, he was already ten feet away from me.

"Stop."

Shen Wuming quickly pulled the reins, and the horse neighed and stopped.

"Who are you?"

Shen Wuming narrowed his eyes and looked at the old man in front of him, but he was already alert in his heart.

When the old man ran over just now, he was very fast, and he was definitely not as old as he looked on the surface.

And judging from his posture, he was not a good person.