[Comprehensive] Forced to reshape the daily life of the Three Views

The smell left by the monster made Langgu Shen feel bored all day long, and he didn't want to go even when the church told him to receive the Command Spell.

Diarmuid was helpless, but he couldn't replace the master to receive it.

Lang Gu Shen lay sideways on the sofa, his eyes followed Diarmuid's back and forth, the tip of his nose twitched, and he caught the faint scent in the air.

That was the smell of Diarmuid.

Although the smell is very mild, it is very effective in appeasing Langgu Shen's tortured sense of smell.

And Diarmuid is seriously maintaining his weapons.

Although both himself and his weapons are made of magic power, taking his weapons seriously is also the basic quality of a qualified fighter.

Not to mention, there was a long-awaited battle worth taking seriously tonight.

Although he was distracted thinking about the battle, Diarmuid also noticed that Langgu Shen had been in a relatively low mood.

Diarmuid was secretly anxious and had to find a way.

……

Watching Diarmuid maintaining his weapon, Langgu Shen suddenly felt a little jealous.

Although he understood that Diarmuid was looking forward to the battle with Saber, but in the space where there were only the two of them, he was thinking of others, which made Langgu Shen a little upset.

Lang Gushen also knows that his emotions are very unreasonable. Although he likes Diarmuid, but they have not confirmed their relationship, he has no position to be jealous at all.

Moreover, the fight with Saber was his own permission.

Thinking of this, Lang Gu Shen's mood became a little lower again.

It was the first time he knew the taste of unrequited love when he grew up so old, it was sour, sweet and bitter...

Lang Gushen waited until Diarmuid finished maintaining his weapon, and then said in a daze, "Diarmuid..."

Diarmuid who put away his weapon heard his name, stopped the distracting thoughts in his mind, and looked at Langgu Shen intently.

"Yes, what's the matter, Lord Shen?"

Langgu Shen was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that he actually made a sound.

"It's nothing, um...can you sit down?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Lang Gushen felt a little regretful.

Is the intention too straightforward?

Dilum was stunned for a moment, but he didn't say anything. He stood up and sat next to the sofa, leaning his back on the sofa.

"Master Shen, are you still suffering?"

"Well...it's better."

Langgu Shen closed his eyes, because Diarmuid's approach made his smell more obvious.

"Just a little tired."

Diarmuid thought about it seriously, and said, "Master Shen, let me give you a massage. It is normal to feel tired after consuming so much energy at one time yesterday."

Massage...Lang Gu Shen nodded dispensably, and glanced at Diarmuid's hands that touched his weapon just now, wondering what was going on in his head.

"Okay, sorry to trouble you, Diarmuid."

Seeing Lang Gushen's agreement, Diarmuid tried to stabilize his tone: "Then, please take off your upper body clothes and lie down."

Lang Gu Shen was a little surprised: "Do you still need to take off your clothes?"

Diarmuid nodded: "Yes, the effect of massage with essential oils will be better."

"That's it... okay." Lang Gushen took off his shirt obediently, and lay down on his back, feeling a little disappointed in his heart.

He thought that Diarmuid had some selfish intentions just like him.

For example, want to see his body or something.

Lang Gushen, who turned his back, didn't see Diarmuid's expression the moment he lay down.

Hmm... Sure enough, no matter how many times you look at it, Mr. Shen has a good figure!Whether it is the front or the back, the raised muscle lines are perfect...

Thinking that he would be able to touch Langgu Shen's body with his own hands soon, Diarmuid couldn't help feeling a little overwhelmed.

Diarmuid took a deep breath and calmed down while going to get the essential oil, otherwise he probably couldn't help it.

Diarmuid, who restrained his emotions, began to massage Lang Gushen from top to bottom, watching Lang Gushen's tense body relax a little bit under his hands, and his mood swings became slightly stable. Diarmuid has a great sense of accomplishment.

……

Langgu Shen could feel the hands Diarmuid placed on his back.

The essential oil was a bit cool, but Diarmuid's palm was very hot.The heat seemed to start from the place of touch and spread to the whole body little by little.

The moderate force greatly relieved Lang Gu Shen's slightly tense muscles, and I have to say, it was very comfortable.

It was so comfortable that Lang Gushen's ears and tail almost popped out by themselves.

The relaxing scent of Diarmuid's body surrounded him, and the fatigue in his body slowly dissipated under Diarmuid's ingenious hands.

Langgu Shen was a little drowsy, but I don't know if it was his illusion, Diarmuid's hands had stayed on the same part of his back for a long time.

Moreover, I feel that his massage technique has also changed slightly, which made Lang Gu Shen's desire/desire rise a bit.

Lang Gushen moved his legs a little uncomfortably, and asked a little suspiciously: "Well, Diarmuid, don't you want to continue down? You've been pressing on your back for a long time."

Diarmuid was startled, and suddenly came back to his senses, and found an excuse: "Ah, because I feel that your muscles here are particularly tense, Mr. Shen, so I pressed for a while longer."

Lang Gu Shen nodded a little embarrassedly: "That's it, it's all right, then you can continue."

Diarmuid saw that Langgu Shen had no doubts, he was slightly relieved, cleared his head, and continued to massage in a serious manner.

Now the most important thing is to relieve Mr. Shen's fatigue!

The massage went to the legs, and the feeling of pressing one place for a long time and changing the technique slightly came back.

Lang Gu Shen secretly turned his head and opened his eyes to observe Diarmuid's expression, and then he was shocked.

Diarmuid couldn't see him because of Lang Gushen lying on his stomach, so he didn't restrain his expression at all.

He looked at Lang Gushen's body with an obsessed look on his face, and with his slightly astringent/passionate stroking technique, Lang Gushen stood up and saluted directly with the desire/desire to raise his head slightly.

Lang Gushen thanked silently for the softness of the sofa, which kept him from being exposed.

This time he didn't remind Diarmuid because he wanted to see what he would do next.

in case……

Lang Gu Shen secretly made up his mind.

But this feeling is really hard...

Diarmuid's massaging hands continued, but his mind was no longer on it.

Would Master Shen, such an excellent person, really like a dead heroic spirit?

Just as he was thinking wildly, Lang Gushen's sudden words woke him up again.

"Hey, Diarmuid, what do you think of me?"

What does this sentence mean? !Could it be that he has been exposed?

Diarmuid worked hard to make his tone normal, "Sir Shen is very handsome, he pays more attention to feelings, and is very tolerant to his subordinates. He is a person with a sense of justice, very protective, and very reliable."

Lang Gushen felt the hands on him froze, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, which was rare.

"So, do you like me?"

Asked this sentence, although he was quite sure of the answer in his heart, Langgu Shende was still a little uneasy in his heart.

Lang Gu Shen didn't continue to lie on his stomach, turned sideways and raised his left leg slightly to cover up, supporting his body with his arms, looking down at Diarmuid who was kneeling on the ground.

Diarmuid's tense heartbeat became faster and faster, and the panic of being found in his own small thoughts filled his chest.

"Careful...!"

Having already got the answer from his expression, Lang Gu Shen proudly raised the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand, and kissed him directly.

It's a kiss, but it's just a simple kiss.

No matter how mature he is, Lang Gu Shen is just a first-timer in love.

The action lasted for a few seconds, and Langgu Shencai reluctantly left.

"I like you, Diarmuid."

No matter how great the sense of panic is, with this kiss and words, it becomes full of surprises.

Diarmuid regained his senses, licked his lips with his tongue, looked at Langgu Shen who was giggling, and sighed helplessly.

Diarmuid held Langgu Shen's face with both hands, and his eyes were full of bright smiles as he let his emotions go: "Master Shen, kissing is not just about touching lips..."

Unlike Lang Gushen, as an Irishman, Diarmuid's proficient kissing skills caused the temperature around the two to rise rapidly.

The sound of water stains when lips/tongues are intertwined, and the pleasure/sensation when magic power is exchanged.All of this, it was as if Qiancai had encountered a raging fire, which quickly detonated the two of them.

Lang Gushen is a good student, he refused to admit defeat, and he didn't care to hide his abnormality, so he sat upright eagerly, and then pulled Diarmuid up to lie on his body and continued to kiss.

Slowly, the dominance was won by him.

After a long time, the two who were inseparable from the struggle separated panting heavily.

Lang Gushen's shirt had already been taken off, and Diarmuid's home clothes were also mentioned on it, making it crumpled.

Lang Gu Shen proudly looked at Diarmuid's rosy lips kissed by him, although his own was similar.

As for Diarmuid, he just looked at Langgu Shen who suddenly became childish with a doting face, and said what he didn't have time to say just now: "Yes, I like you, my master."

...Lang Gu Shen couldn't hold back his swearing, "Calling the master at this time, Diarmuid, you definitely did it on purpose!"

Astringent / gas burst table! ! !

Diarmuid laughed softly, and touched Lang Gushen's exposed abnormal parts, "My master, let me check your body for you."

Diarmuid lowered his head, looked at Langgu Shen above him, and opened the zipper with his hands.

The thing that had been restrained for a long time was finally released, and it hit Diarmuid on the cheek unexpectedly.

"Hey!" Langgu Shen wanted to stop Diarmuid's actions. Anyway, it's not good to do this just after confirming the relationship!

"It's okay, the master will just watch."

Diarmuid kissed its cute head, licked it a few times to cool down, and finally opened his mouth and ate the overly large hot dog, wrapping his tongue around it.

It's really big... Diarmuid swallowed it bit by bit, and withdrew again, contracting his throat at the same time, making a swallowing movement.

At the same time, he paid attention to Lang Gushen's expression, and was satisfied to see his refreshed face.

Grass.Diarmuid, this monster, is simply killing people.

Lang Gu Shen didn't feel how shy/angry he was at all, and couldn't help covering his nose.

It always feels like a nosebleed is about to come out in a second.

He couldn't hold back and grabbed Diarmuid's hair, and slammed it fiercely to the end.

Deep/throat, it's still too exciting for a beginner.

It didn't take long for Diarmuid to drink up the fresh milk that was squeezed out. Even if it was accidentally spilled on his face, he licked it off one by one, trying not to leave any residue.

Diarmuid smiled and tidied up Langgu Shen's appearance, licked his lips, and said meaningfully: "Thank you for the hospitality, my dear master."

Lang Gushen leaned against the sofa, covering his face weakly, trying to calm down his irritated little heart.

"Diarmuid...you!"

"What's wrong? Master."

"It's nothing! I told you not to call me master!"

"Okay, master."

"Ahhh! Diarmuid, you evildoer!"

"Thank you for the compliment, Master."

"Fuck/turn you over."

"Okay, I'll be ready."

"……Grass"