Chapter Twenty-Six: Emotions of the Ninety-Hundred
Mi Jiu forgot to breathe, and stared at Hu Yan's ketone body without blinking, although it was just a back, it already made him obsessed.
It's not that he hasn't seen a woman's carcass, on the contrary, he has seen many, many women's ketones, but none of the women's ketones can make him feel like a drum.
It was as if he had entered a demonic barrier, and he could no longer take his eyes off Hu Yan's body, until Hu Yan turned his face covered with herbs and said to him, "If you look at it any longer, you will become a eunuch." ”
Hu Yan finally found out that Mi Jiu was different from the other people who served her.
That scorching gaze, like substance, almost burned her into charcoal. I don't know, if he knew her identity, would he still stare at her carcass like this? Or, do you dare to look at her like that?
Mi Jiu was awakened and subconsciously wanted to dodge, but after his eyes turned around, he stared at Hu Yan blatantly and threatened: "Just look! You bought it by the master, and the master can look at it however he likes! ”
Hu Yan raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, then I can turn around." After speaking, he didn't wait for Mi Jiu to react, and turned directly to face Mi Jiu.
Although Mi Jiu didn't want to admit it, he had to face the fact that he was cowardly!
Yu Jiu's eyelids betrayed his thoughts, and he closed them tightly, not letting his eyes peek into a trace of spring. When he finally overcame the so-called moral concept and ordered his eyelids to open and let go of his eyes, Hu Yan had already raised his legs into the bathtub, sat down slowly, and let out a comfortable sigh.
Mi Jiu frowned, glanced at his mouth, a little sullen, but suddenly smiled. That smile was as innocent and beautiful as a child. He was a little complacent in his heart, and secretly said that his baby was really different, and it was a treasure that God had given him mercy and given to him.
Mi Jiu stood up, moved his waist, and said jokingly: "Hey, baby, do you need to wipe your back?" ”
Hu Yan lazily lay on the edge of the bathtub and answered vaguely and hoarsely: "Okay." ”
Mi Jiu found that he was not calm again!
Mi Jiu took a deep breath, Ta pulled the clogs, and walked to Hu Yan's side, but the outstretched hand stopped when it was about to touch Hu Yan's bare shoulder. He pursed his lips and turned away.
Hu Yan was a little surprised, and opened his eyes slightly, but he didn't look at Qi Jiu. She could see that Mi Jiu was interested in herself. She doesn't mind that some people like her, worship her, or even obsess over her, but if she wants to get something from her, she doesn't mind ending other people's thoughts with her own hands. The same is true for Mijiu.
For so many years, she has been able to live well in such a place, which proves that she is by no means soft-hearted. It's just that she still has a little thought about Mi Jiu. She's had a long life, and she always needed something or someone to make her feel a little interesting.
Mi Jiu went and returned, knelt behind Hu Yan, wiped her back with a sweat towel, and was so comfortable that Hu Yan squinted his eyes again. Hu Yan thought: Yu Jiu is not bad, let's stay by my side for a while.
Mi Jiu said: "You are dirty enough, your back is full of black mud!" ”
Hu Yan's body stiffened, and he said secretly: It's okay to kill it!
Mi Jiu is like a fox that has stolen a chicken's thigh, smiling so much that he can't see his eyes. Seeing that Hu Yan was a little angry, he hurriedly took out a palm-sized thing as if offering a treasure and sent it to Hu Yan.
When he saw that Hu Yan didn't answer, he gently picked up Hu Yan's long hair, rubbed it with that thing a few times, and then rubbed Hu Yan's long hair. Layers of white foam bubbled out between Hu Yan's hair, and bursts of osmanthus fragrance followed.
Hu Yan was curious, so he asked, "What is this?" ”
Mi Jiu smiled mysteriously, touched the green thing like a baby, and explained: "This is a small object I made myself, and it is the best thing to use to wash my face." ”
Hu Yan raised her eyebrows lightly, and a piece of herb attached to her face fell, and she slapped it back again.
Mi Jiu's eyes lit up, and he coaxed in a low voice: "You smell it, this thing has a faint fragrance of osmanthus, and the clean face is clean and refreshing, and it can also leave a fragrance." He leaned his face in front of Hu Yan's eyes, "You see, my face is much more delicate than others." The cat's eyes blinked, and he said with a smile, "Or, you can also wash your face." After speaking, he looked at Hu Yan expectantly, he really wanted to know what she looked like.
Hu Yan was a little moved, but he still shook his head.
The look of disappointment on his face was undisguised.
Hu Yan thought it was funny, so he said in a stiff voice and a rough voice: "After six days, use it again." ”
Mi Jiu's cat's eyes instantly became bright and abnormal, and his two paws ...... Oh, it was both hands that excitedly rubbed Hu Yan's long hair. If he had a tail behind him, he would have waged happily at the moment.
Hu Yan grabbed the thing into his hand, rubbed it, then carefully washed his fingers, nodded, and gave a very rare evaluation: "Not bad." ”
Yu Jiu grabbed Hu Yan's hand and said excitedly: "Really? Isn't it really good? ”
Hu Yan swept his eyes, and he didn't understand why he was so excited, but after a little thought, he figured out that this bear child had never been praised except for singing.
Mi Jiu didn't wait for Hu Yan to praise again, grabbed the thing and painted it on Hu Yan's body, and said excitedly while applying it: "I call this thing fragrant pancreas, I made it with pig pancreas, and added soybean flour and osmanthus...... Face ......" Mi Jiu's voice disappeared, and his hand hidden under the bath water seemed to have touched something extremely soft.
Hu Yan squinted at Qi Jiu.
Mi Jiu lowered his eyes and stared at the ground.
Hu Yan had the urge to go berserk. How many years has she still had this impulse?! It's not easy! Hu Yan grabbed the fragrant pancreas in Qi Jiu's hand, rubbed himself up and down, left and right, and then threw the fragrant pancreas from the size of his palm to the size of a fingernail back to Qi Jiu, and then sighed with satisfaction, and commanded like an uncle: "Clothes." ”
Mi Jiu took his own dirty clothes and pants to Hu Yan, and then took Hu Yan's changed clothes to the kitchen and burned them, leaving no clue to anyone.
After returning to the house, he sat down on the edge of the bed contentedly and seriously helped Hu Yan comb his long hair.
Hu Yan has always been greedy for enjoyment, turned over, pillowed on Mi Jiu's thighs, and closed his eyes comfortably.
Mi Jiu looked at Hu Yan's face covered with herbs, and was a little stunned. How can it be so wonderful between people? Inexplicably, she wants to get closer, she wants to wait, and no one even knows what her name is. All he knew was that she was different, and everyone else, different.
The ghost made a mistake, Mi Jiu stretched out his finger and gently touched the black and purple herbs on Hu Yan's cheeks, the soft and soft glutinous wet feeling, so that Mi Jiu couldn't help but hook his lips and smile. Six days later, he would be able to see her. That's nice.
Mi Jiu hummed a little song softly, and used his fingers to dredge Hu Yan's long hair little by little. At this moment, his heart was peaceful. This feeling is completely unfamiliar to Mi Jiu. He was frightened, rejoiced, angry, excited, depressed, even publicized and inferior, but he was never quiet.
It's a good feeling.