Chapter 700

"Ah? Your Majesty, the slaves should be damned, the slaves didn't do it on purpose!" Amplifying the voice deliberately, Feng Qingge looked at the few people over there, Feng Ni quickly pressed Luo Xing's little hand down and let him release the token , at the same time grabbed the feather duster on the side and cleaned it on the table, while Helanbo lifted his clothes and wiped it there.

Murong Chu's expression changed. He felt the spit on his face, but before he got angry, Feng Qingge had already pulled the towel off the side and wiped it off Murong Chu's face without any explanation, and apologized: " The slaves really didn't do it on purpose, Your Majesty."

"What kind of smell is this!" Feeling dizzy, Murong Chu stretched out his hand and threw the bath towel out. He sniffed his hand with disgust, and looked at the two who were blocked by the screen with disgust. Asked, "What are you two doing there?"

"Go back to your majesty, the slaves are... driving this bad smell out." Feng Ni rolled his eyes and replied quickly.

"..." Murong Chu was about to collapse. He only felt that the smell was still around him. He scooped up water and slapped him on the face a little depressed, which made him feel better. Patting his shoulder coldly, Murong Chu said coldly, "Continue."

But this time, he didn't sleep, frowning thinking about something.

The screen blocked Feng Ni and He Lanbo, so he couldn't see it. But this side was even more depressing than Feng Qingge's. Didn't you say that the formation was broken, why is it still ineffective? Even Luo Xing was very depressed. He knew that he would not do it first. It would be so laborious to steal a token.

"Dirty things... that's not right... Uh, Pu Zheng, try to pee on it." Feng Nixu coughed and turned to look at the people beside him.

Instantly reacted, but Pu Zheng's face turned pale, and he tapped his finger on the table and said, "No, I'm not a human, I'm a snake, I have to keep the body of a boy among you."

"I'm going, why?" He Lanbo raised his eyebrows and asked, lowering his voice.

Feng Ni helplessly shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently, "We all misunderstood, the boy's innate masculinity can destroy all evil things, which is incomparable with other things. It seems that on this token The formation method is not the right way. Pu Zheng, you are not human, and urine is useless, so you can only get on Luo Xing."

"What do you mean, I'm okay too." He patted his chest, Helanbo's big sturdy feet on the table, waved his hand and said, "Think of me, Helanbo, in the midst of thousands of flowers, and the leaves don't touch. I have always maintained a pure heart, my body and my soul belong to Feng Er Shui, I…”

"Come on, don't talk nonsense, you need someone under 12 years old. You have a face of 32 years old, and you dare to call yourself a boy." After cutting, Pu Zheng pouted and looked directly at Luo Xing And go.

As his legs softened, Luo Xing said a little nervously, "I, I... so many of you are looking at me, I can't pee."

"Who didn't bring the handle, what are you nervous about, give it to you, solve it quickly, we will pour it on it in a while, don't urinate directly." Helan Bo glanced at Luo Xing, and took it out from the side. An unknown cup was thrown towards Luo Xing.

"Cough..." After thinking for a long time, Murong Chu was also a little tired, leaned aside, opened his hands and said, "Wipe yourself for me."

"Your Majesty, this ... more bubbles can relieve fatigue. The slaves will also massage and push oil, and help His Majesty to press it for a while, the effect will be better." So fast! Feng Qingge's heart trembled, and she quickly pressed down on Murong Chu's shoulder, in order to delay the time, she could only do this.

Murong Chu looked at Feng Qingge with interest, nodded and said, "Okay, let's try it now."

Now?

His eyes swept across the entire bedroom quickly, and Feng Qingge found that there was no soft bed around him to lie down on. If he wanted a massage, he had to go there, but after that, he would definitely have no chance to start! Biting her lip, Feng Qingge said quickly, "Your Majesty, this massage is different from the usual one. After soaking in the algae, you need to coordinate yin and yang. The best effect can be achieved by doing it on this marble floor."

"Really? Try it." With that said, Murong Chu stood up and jumped up with one hand supporting the bathtub. Following Feng Qingge's words, he lay down on the ground and put his hands on his chin for a pillow. Indifferently said: "Let's start."

"Okay, Your Majesty." Looking at the person on the opposite side, Feng Qingge raised her fist, wishing she could rush over to beat them now, this is really too slow. But she wasn't idle either, Murong Chu was lying on her stomach and she could only squat down, stretched out her hand and patted his back for him, took out all the food she had, and patted, beat, kneaded, pinched, and held it as if This lying Murong Chu is a salted fish, just let her do it.

There was a massage over there, and Luo Xing here shook his whole body, took out the cup under him, pinched his nose and said, "Is it enough, if it's not enough, I can't help it."

"I'll go, this taste... It's really spicy eyes. When you see that you usually eat too much meat, you're constipated because of heavy taste!" He Lanbo took a deep breath without any defense, and immediately pinched his nose and moved towards Ling Ling. upside down on the card.

The sizzling sound exploded, as if being clothed, with white foam, and the golden thread connected to the opposite side, but at the moment it was disconnected at a speed visible to the naked eye and burned out. Broken, this token can be taken by hand!

However, no one dared to get started, Feng Ni could only pick up the hanging towel, wipe it on the token, and make a random OK gesture.

"Ah! It's comfortable... um..."

"Crack..."

"Snapped……"

The painful and happy voice echoed, holding Murong Chu's thighs, watching the two figures on the opposite side rush out, she knew that the task had been completed, she twisted it casually, and the leg clicked. Breathing out a breath, Feng Qingge clapped her hands and stood up with a smile: "Okay, Your Majesty."

"Well, let's wipe yourself." Murong Chu twisted his arm and said, the sore arm seemed to be much better.

Looking at the towel that had been thrown out just now, Feng Qingge had no choice but to pick up the towel hanging on it, only to feel a pungent smell, and she knew it was made by the person opposite. Three or two times, he helped Murong Chu wipe his body, and then Feng Qingge backed away.

Feng Ni rushed up with He Lanbo and waited on Murong Chu to get dressed.

"Rinse your mouth." After wearing it, Murong Chu said coldly, pointed to the cup Luo Xing used just now, and waited for the two in front of her to serve.