C10

Joy flashed in Night Nine's eyes.

He quickly ordered some people to come in and change the water in the cleaning room.

The clean room had two doors, one leading to the dorm room and the other directly to the outside. The servants directly entered the clean room through the outside door, so they couldn't see what was going on inside.

When the servants had all retreated, Fishy pushed Night Demon inside.

"I …" Night Nine hung her head down nervously, not daring to look at Little Fishy. Would she despise him?

"I …" He wanted to say that I would do it myself, but he didn't want to miss the chance to be alone with Xiaoyu. For a moment, he didn't know how to choose.

"Since we're all gone and your body isn't very convenient, let me help you." Little Fishy smiled gently at Ninefire, then reached out to undress him.

"Don't you hate me?" Night Nine was a bit nervous and wanted to look away from her, but he found that he cared a lot about her reaction.

Although he couldn't move his legs, he definitely wouldn't be seen as an opponent by the other princes, so there was no guarantee that he wouldn't die a violent death. Furthermore, such a person, it should be enough to have a woman, he shouldn't spend his heart like the other men, as the saying goes, unable to do anything, how could a woman be so kind as him, giving up her own enjoyment, and doing her best? And hard work?

"So it's like that. When you're angry at me, you won't be able to run away, so I don't need to worry about you getting angry and running out to drink flower wine." Xiaoyu helped him take off his clothes, her fingers paused for a moment as she untied his belt. She encouraged herself in her heart. She had seen him before, what harm was there to be ashamed of?

"Then when you're angry, if you want to run away, what should I do?" Night Nine's reaction was quite fast. He knew how to make things worse.

"Why did you make me angry?" Little Fishy glared, pouting as she questioned Night Nine.

"I'm not trying to make you angry, but what if you run away in anger?" asked Night Nine with a dead heart.

Little Fishy angrily smacked the back of his head, "When I'm angry with you, hug me and don't let me run away."

As soon as Little Fishy's voice fell, Night Nine used a little strength, and the Little Fishy fell into his embrace. "Little Fishy, don't be angry with me."

Little Fishy had originally wanted to knock on Night Nine's head, but in the end she still sighed and gently stroked his head, "Little Nine, it's cool outside, you'll freeze to death. After you're clean, we can just lie on the bed and chat."

Little Fishy was very pure, and her thoughts were also very pure. Chatting was talking, but Night Nine had a lot of thoughts, and Little Fishy was hinting at something, right? Especially the change in his lower body, Little Fishy was sitting on him, how could she not know.

He looked like a bride waiting to be married, uneasy.

Little Fishy was speechless. 'Why? Men are so feminine in ancient times?' Little Fishy struggled to move Night Nine to the bathtub. The bathtub was specially made, but it was a bit like a modern bathtub, it wasn't that high, but it wasn't that difficult. In order to prevent Little Fishy from looking down on him, Little Fishy tried her best to move her hand, so that she wouldn't feel that he was heavy …

Little Fishy took a piece of clean cotton cloth and rubbed the back of Night Nine's head. Then she thought he was not well, so she carefully rubbed his legs.

"Also …" There. " Night Nine's eyes were filled with tears, he slightly bit his lower lip.

"Rub it yourself." Little Fishy snapped.

"Oh." Night Nine said in an aggrieved tone.

Xiaoyu stole a glance and gulped. "Who helped you get it in the past?"

"All six kilograms." How could Night Nine have known about the squalor in her head? She answered with a serious look.

"Six catties?" A man or a woman? " Xiaoyu frowned. She had already memorized this name.

"Six pounds is my personal servant, man." Nine Nights explained.

"Male? You said he helped you rub it? " Little Fishy pointed at his private parts.

"My own."

"Oh, by yourself." Little Yu nodded and pretended to be enlightened.

"This …" "Women." Night Nine pointed at the little fish, too angry to speak.

"Your brain isn't pure, I'm talking about mahjong." Little Fishy confidently slapped the back of Night Nine's head.

"What is mahjong?" asked Night Nine, puzzled.

Hearing this, Xiaoyu's eyes lit up, "You don't know mahjong? That's a very interesting game. We'll advertise this game another day."

She was going to be a mah-jongg agent and teach people to play mahjong so she could make a profit. Well, she had lamented that novels were all lies, not to mention making airplane cannons and even letting her make perfumed soap, and she didn't know that God had closed all the windows and given her a door.

Little Fishy was somewhat excited, as if she had seen the dazzling yellow gold and was waving at her.

"Woman, carry me out." Night Nine suddenly stretched out his hand to the little fish.

Little Fishy stared blankly at Night Nine, her brain unable to wrap its head around what had just happened.

"I'm finished."

"Oh." Only now did Xiaoyu wake up from her beautiful dream of making a fortune. If she wanted to make a fortune, she had to put in some funds first. It was impossible for her to be without profits.

The little fish eagerly helped Night Nine to stand up, as if it were a gold mountain, and how could Night Nine know what she was thinking. Seeing her so fervently supporting him, his heart was filled with joy, and with his hands on the edge of the bath barrel, he did his best to keep the weight of his body on top of the tub, so that the little fish wouldn't be too burdensome.

However, this was not the same feeling he had when he was served by the Emperor. Well, no matter what, in the future, this glorious and great task will be given to Xiaoyu, he had already recovered from his initial predicament, even if he was not wearing any clothes on his body, he would still be able to face Xiaoyu, and regardless of whether he was a fish or a man, they both had to accept this fact, the two of them had already performed the ceremony, and were acknowledged by the emperor, and in the future, they would be husband and wife.

Couples didn't simply share the same fortune and difficulties. In reality, there were many things they had to face, such as …

Little Fishy wiped off the droplets of water on Night Nine's body. She laid down on the bed and looked at Little Fishy, whose clothes were completely soaked. Her face was slightly red as she said, "My wife, take off your wet clothes. Come up here."

Little Fishy nodded, walked to the side of the wardrobe, picked out a sleeping robe, went behind the screen to change out of her wet clothes, and climbed into bed.

What he meant was that he wanted Little Fishy to be "honest with him".

Nine Night Demon hesitantly and slowly extended her evil hand towards Little Fishy, but unexpectedly, Little Nine directly reached her hand into her bed, pinching the bulge on his chest with precision, "Little Nine, do you know? "Actually, your figure is quite attractive."

Little Fishy threw down a heavy bomb, closed her hazy eyes, and put her hands comfortably on Night Nine's chest.

She fell asleep just like that, leaving him at a loss of whether to laugh or to cry. Originally, he had wanted to place his hand on her, but he had not thought that he would be taken advantage of. However, after thinking about it, Night Nine finally felt relieved. After all, it wasn't the first time that she had fallen asleep, but rather, he was much more at ease as he placed his hand on her waist and closed his eyes to sleep sweetly.

In her dreams, Night Demon's hands unruly reached into Little Fishy's clothes, her skin was very smooth, and it felt very comfortable to the touch, and Little Fishy was like a docile little kitten, comfortably approaching him, one leg unceremoniously pressed against Night Demon's thigh. Fortunately, Night Demon's lower body was unconscious, otherwise, the two wouldn't have slept soundly all night, and would have fought intensely.

The next day, it was already late in the morning. Although Nine Nights had woken up, looking at Fishy's peaceful sleeping posture, how could he bear to wake her up?