[Wearing Books] The little milk fish raised by the master is soft and flirtatious

Even though Su Zhuo refused with a full face, he still warmed up the footwashing water by himself at night and brought it to the room.

Because Sancho's feet are still swollen these days and he can't wash himself, Su Zhuo can only wash him.

Sancho sat on the edge of the bed, Su Zhuo squatted on the ground, and took off his shoes and socks, exposing his round feet with five fingers.

In the past, when Sancho was put into the water, he would turn into a fish tail, so even though Su Zhuo had bathed him, he had never seen his feet.

Now holding a pair of small feet in Su Zhuo's hands, it looks a bit petite and cute.

It was the swollen ankle that was a bit of a spoiler, but it made Su Zhuo feel even more guilty.

The little mermaid's feet were still swollen that day, why did he let him go down the mountain by himself?

"Su Zhuo." San Qiao yelled, looked at the jade badge on his waist again, and then called out in a low voice, "Master? Have you ever washed Shen's feet gently?"

Su Zhuo looked up at him and shook his head.

The feet are only for the closest people to see. There is no one like this fish, so let him wash his feet.

Sancho pursed his lips in satisfaction, which is probably better than Shen Qingqing.

After washing his feet, Sancho directly wiped Su Zhuo's clothes, rolled into the bed as if nothing had happened, wrapped himself in a quilt, and waved to Su Zhuo.

Although he decided to use Su Zhuo to tear Shen Qingqing first, but a little revenge is still needed, otherwise he will be hard to get rid of.

Looking at his wet clothes, he frowned, but he didn't say anything after all.

This little mermaid should be angry.

"I'll sleep on the floor, and I'll give you the bed." Su Zhuo looked at the tender little mermaid lying on the bed, and made the floor by himself.

When he touched a pair of little feet just now, his body felt a little impulsive, and he would not dare to sleep together.

Being rejected, Sancho curled his lips, and a layer of mist quickly gathered in his eyes.

"Master, Qiao Qiao will have nightmares at night and needs someone to accompany him."

He looked at Su Zhuo, as if he refused, tears were about to roll down.

Su Zhuo stood for a long time, finally defeated, put away the bedding on the ground, and went to sleep with the lights off.

While he couldn't see, Sancho buried his head in the quilt, his laughing shoulders trembled slightly.

Although he himself felt a little awkward, Shen Qingqing's soft and weak move was simply a straight man's slash, and it was very useful against Su Zhuo.

The quilt beside him was lifted and Su Zhuo lay down in his underwear, and Sancho lay in his arms, rubbing lightly.

The sound of Su Zhuo's breathing became heavier and heavier, and Sancho's hand began to drill dishonestly under the hem of his clothes.

As soon as the fingertips touched the warm skin, the hand was grabbed.

Su Zhuo's voice was a little hoarse: "Don't move around."

Sancho let him hold his hand, rubbed his cheek to the side of his neck, and stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick the teeth marks he had bitten a few days ago.

"Can you still bear it at this time? I'm afraid Master can't do it?"

In the darkness, Su Zhuo opened his eyes, grabbed the little mermaid's body, and pressed it tightly against his own.

The one as hard as iron was inserted straight between Sancho's legs.

"You're still young, I won't touch you."

Sancho, who was still teasing vigorously just now, paused, pushed Su Zhuo away, and turned his back to him.

Quietly touch his own, some inferiority complex.

Small is a little small, but it can be done with Su Zhuo... No need, why is it so disgusting.

By the time Su Zhuo suppressed the fire that was lifted up by the little mermaid, Sancho had already fallen asleep.

Su Zhuo slowly stretched out his hand tentatively, and hugged Sancho into his arms from behind.

I suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction in my heart, as if I suddenly had something that could be completely named after him.

Su Zhuo was picked up by his master when he was five years old. He was a beggar when he was a child. Later, he was able to eat and clothe, and there were too few things that belonged to him.

So when Shen Qingqing hurt her body because of him when she was a child, he could treat Shen Qingqing for a lifetime.

But now it seems that a person suddenly appeared, who treats him differently, who belongs to him alone...

early the next morning

Su Zhuo didn't sleep well all night, and his chest was very tight. When he opened his eyes, he found that the little mermaid had crawled on top of him and fell asleep.

He moved, and just as he was about to get up, he disturbed Sancho, who was still asleep.

San Qiao opened his eyes slightly, looked at Su Zhuo who was already half up, pouted his lips, and acted coquettishly.

"Kiss me, or I won't let you get up."

Su Zhuo really bent down again, planted a kiss on his lips, and then got up to get dressed.

Sancho paused, thinking he was still dreaming, so he closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

This is the most comfortable sleep he has slept since he came here, without being woken up by thirst in the middle of the night.

Su Zhuo got up, cleaned up the peach blossoms that fell in the yard last night, and started preparing breakfast for the two of them.

When it was done, the sun was already high in the sky.

Su Zhuo enters the room and calls the little mermaid to wake up.

The person on the bed was lying on his side, facing the door, and was fast asleep. The sunlight slanted in from the window, hitting him just right.

The slender eyelashes cast a shadow under the eye sockets, and on the fragile skin, the tiny fluff can be seen clearly.

Su Zhuo approached, slightly frowned,

The knife wound on his face should have healed, but there was a red mark on his skin, as if branded on the skin

"Qiao Qiao?" Su Zhuo half picked him up from the bed, "Get up and have breakfast."

"Hmm." Even after coming here for a long time, Sancho was still dazed for a while when he opened his eyes and it was not the big bed in his own room.

After a pause, I realized that I was in the paper world and couldn't go home yet.

Su Zhuo dressed him and carried the fish to the dining table.

It wasn't until the meal was over that Sancho finally woke up.

In the morning Xiao Yu came to look for San Qiao, the two were chatting in the yard, and Su Zhuo was reading in the room by himself.

"Qiao Qiao, are you reconciled? Master, why did he become like this?" Xiao Yu quietly leaned into San Qiao's ear and whispered.

Just now the master personally brought Qiao Qiao over and served them tea.

Xiao Yu was so frightened that he didn't dare to sit down for a while, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

"It's not considered a reconciliation." It's just that the first person to solve is Shen Qingqing.

Xiao Yu swallowed quietly, eyes full of envy.

Qiao Qiao is really too powerful, even a cold person like Master can be taken in, why is he crushed to death by Lin He every time.

He secretly made up his mind to go to the bamboo house in the afternoon, and he must not be cowardly anymore.

Xiao Yu briefly told Sancho about the current form of Yuli Peak.

In addition to San Qiao, Su Zhuo also has two direct disciples, the eldest disciple Xiao Yu, and the second disciple who is said to have wandered outside and seldom came back. San Qiao is the third.

The rest are apprentices taken by the old lord during his lifetime, but the inner disciples who have been able to transfer to other peaks these years have almost left. Will not come to hang out.

So Sancho can be considered comfortable here.

"Yesterday you left early, I don't know, Master Yuqiong made a big fuss and punished Senior Brother Gu, but Senior Sister Shen didn't stop her." Xiao Yu said suddenly.

"why?"

"The village where the disciples lived before was tested by Yuli Mountain, which was responsible for setting up the barrier, just to prevent outsiders from entering. Today is the first time that Yuqiong Mountain is in charge, and the demon king was put in." Xiao Yu tutted twice, "Senior Brother Gu is fully responsible for these days, and it turned out that there was such a big leak."

"Actually, I don't think there's anything wrong with the enchantment. Why did you put the Demon Lord in it?"

Xiao Yu was still talking to himself, Sancho touched his nose a little guilty.

There's nothing wrong with the barrier, it's just that someone pulled the demon into it.

But Sancho gritted his teeth and couldn't say anything about it.

The two chatted wildly until noon, when Su Zhuo had already started preparing lunch, Xiao Yu left embarrassingly.

Sancho originally planned to keep him for lunch, but he waved his hand and ran away.

Only Sancho was left sitting in the yard alone, watching Su Zhuo gossip while fetching water back and forth, holding his chin in boredom.

"Look, look, your disciples have been scared away by you, frowning all day like an old man." Sancho said without mercy.

The movement of Su Zhuo's hands paused for a moment, and then continued.

"Catch a fish from the pond at noon, how about making soup?"

"Okay." Speaking of eating, Sancho nodded immediately.

Su Zhuo steamed the rice in the pot, and took the fishing rod to go fishing.

By the pond, Su Zhuo stared at his own reflection in the water.

Although he is only in his 20s, he is indeed a bit old compared to the little mermaid.

So the little mermaid disliked him?Su Zhuo suddenly felt a little flustered.

Coming out of Taoyuan, Xiao Yu felt as if he had been quite frightened.

He has called Su Zhuo's master for six years, and he usually has cold eyes, but today he drank the tea brewed by the master himself for the first time.

If he ate the meal cooked by Master himself again, he was afraid that he would choke to death in a moment of excitement.

A single cup of tea is enough for him to show off for a year.

After eating, Xiao Yu smeared for a while before going to Jade Medicine Peak.

Looking at Qiao Qiao today, the wound on his face didn't seem to be healed yet, so he planned to ask Lin He if there was any ointment that would not leave scars.

There is only a small dimple on Qiaoqiao's face, and the knife wound will just cut it from the middle, making people feel sorry for that little face.

That's why Qiao Qiao himself didn't care too much.

Walking outside the bamboo house, the door was closed tightly. Xiao Yu pushed the door open and walked in. The room was filled with water vapor.

In the midst of the steam, Lin He soaked in the water naked.

"Ahe? Are you already in the bubble?"

He obviously didn't come late today.

"Well, come here and rub my shoulders."

Xiao Yu nodded, walked over, and gave him a gentle rub.

Lin He relaxed his body and leaned against the wall of the barrel with his eyes closed, with a serious expression on his face, not at all like the person who was lying on top of him to play hooligans that day.

When chatting today, he still blushed and told what happened that day, and then Qiao Qiao told him: "Only strong people can take the initiative."

While rubbing, Xiao Yu thought about how to "strengthen".

"Xiao Yu'er?" Lin He looked up at him without moving the hand on his shoulder for a long time, "What are you thinking?"

Xiao Yu bent down and moved closer to his face.

"I want to ask you for some medicine. The wound on Qiaoqiao's face is not in vain. It will benefit you."

After speaking, he embraced Lin He's neck, offered his lips, and kissed him.