His movements were unusually gentle, but his words were cold and indifferent, devoid of any emotion, like a cold machine, hard and heartless.
“Don’t you know how to scrub?”
“No.” Bei Yutang replied with a smile.
“You’re really stupid. You can’t even scrub.”
Embarrassing, wasn’t your personal attack a bit too venomous?
If you can’t scrub, you’re stupid?!
“Put on some more strength. Didn’t you eat enough?” Feng Chi said coldly.
Since he liked to be rubbed so hard, how could she hold back?
Bei Yutang increased her pressure, rubbing harder and harder, so hard she could tear his skin off. His shoulders were already red from her rubbing, but he didn’t utter a single sound.
“Down! Up!”
“Use a little harder!”
…
“Massage the shoulders.”
The only sound in the bathtub was Feng Chi’s occasional commands.
Bei Yutang endured Feng Chi’s fussy demands, all for the sake of the mission.
After half an hour, Bei Yutang’s arms began to ache, and the strength in her grip gradually weakened, but Feng Chi showed no sign of stopping.
Feng Chi closed his eyes and let her rub him.
Bei Yutang looked at him, now quiet. His coldness had subsided, and he seemed much calmer. His features were truly beautiful, not the kind of feminine beauty, but rather a stern and commanding beauty.
It had to be said that this man’s appearance was one of the most handsome she had ever seen.
“Stop.”
Just as Bei Yutang was lost in thought, his voice drew her attention back.
“Alright.”
Hearing his command, Bei Yutang, as if utterly amnesiac, put down her silk scarf and was about to leave when that annoying voice, seemingly at odds with her, rang out again.
“What are you standing there for? Come and wipe.”
What? You want to be wiped again!
Bei Yutang lost her composure this time.
However, as a slave, she had no right to refuse. Furthermore, she had to endure it for the generous rewards of the main and side missions.
How could she wipe him when his body was submerged in the pool?
The answer to this question was soon revealed.
He grabbed her arm and tugged, sending her tumbling forward into the pool. With a splash, the water shot up several meters high.
“Wipe it off. This is my reward for you. You should feel honored.” Feng Chi said coldly.
Haha!
Honored? Honored as hell!
The washcloth drifted off, leaving Bei Yutang with her own two hands. Her delicate hands touched his chest, then slid down, gently kneading his body, causing him to tense up.
Feng Chi’s eyes darkened, as if his body were on fire, ignited by those seemingly harmless hands.
He closed his eyes, feeling the movement of those hands as she slowly moved toward the little Feng Chi.
Just as those small hands were about to touch the forbidden area, they suddenly withdrew. Feng Chi felt a hollowness in his heart, and an inexplicable sense of loss welled up.
Who was Feng Chi?
He was the monarch of the Feng Kingdom, a man of his word, a ruler who would never compromise his authority.
Since he had set his mind on it, how could he let it go?
Suddenly, his hands grabbed Bei Yutang’s hands, and under Bei Yutang’s puzzled gaze, he pressed those hands toward the little Feng Chi.
Bei Yutang froze on the spot.
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