[Completed, Male-Male·Strong - Indifferent, Rational Pale-Skinned Shou × Berserk Gong Bewitched]
[Growth and Leveling Stream - Fast-Paced - Alternate Fantasy - Relatively Serene and Fresh]
Chapter 62 Have you taken a shower?
The core of the mission is Sudan, and the key to returning naturally lies with him.
Unless you are destined to die here, it is really unnecessary to worry about leaving.
Tu Xing paused for a moment and took the opportunity to try to ask: "I want some magic items. Is there a chance to enter the treasure house?"
The Sultan was a little confused: "Are you sure it's there?"
Young man: "I heard that most of the things she asked me to find came from the treasure house."
Hearing this, Sudan said "Oh", and obviously remembered: "It's just material, which needs secondary processing. This technology is only in her hands."
"You can enter, but if you want to take it, it depends on your performance during this period."
At this point, the black and gold man's expression was clear, with the words "Pleasure me" clearly written on his face.
Tu Xing couldn't help but smile, "Yes, have you taken a bath? I'll help you take a bath."
…
At around 9:40 in the evening, a group of people appeared in the hot spring pool shop.
The shop owner kept wiping his sweat. He had been closed for the past three weeks for self-protection, but this group of people climbed over the wall and got in.
Since the door is not open, they have to help themselves!
He got up in a hurry and opened his mouth to shout and drive it away, but when he looked around, he realized that it would be better to pretend to be dead!
Here comes the tyrant! The cruel and bloodthirsty Sultan!
Washim stood there feeling a little weak, his thighs trembling, and he managed to force himself to smile.
I heard a gentle young voice, "Is there a difference in the water in each pool?"
He looked up and found the person. His first reaction was that he was very white. Secondly, he had a well-proportioned body and a very good-looking face. If it weren't for the short hair, it would be difficult to tell whether he was a man or a woman.
He immediately replied, "Of course. Each pool only contains one type of medicine so they won't mix."
"Ginger dispels cold and warms the body, Chuanxiong promotes blood circulation and removes blood stasis, ginseng relieves stress, mugwort dispels cold and dampness, and angelica promotes blood circulation and replenishes blood."
"That's the main medicinal effect. There are also flower baths like rose, jasmine, and hibiscus, which have a nice fragrance and make you feel happy."
When Tu Xing heard the word "pleasure", he raised his eyebrows and leaned close to Sudan's ear, "Which one do you want?"
Sudan: “It doesn’t matter.”
Tu Xing returned to the front and asked, "Can ginseng be taken with a flower bath? I want the effect of relieving stress and making me happy."
Hearing this, Washim calmed down and rubbed his hands together, "Yes, yes."
"It only takes ten minutes to prepare. We're closing the shop anyway, so we need to at least clean it up."
"Everyone, please wash yourselves first. Wash yourself thoroughly before you soak in the hot spring."
Tu Xing glanced at Sudan out of the corner of his eye. Sudan was alone, and it seemed that there were many people at the same time.
He nodded slightly and walked inside.
There were no women in the team at a glance, so the cleaning job naturally fell to Tu Xing.
In a separate tiled room, with only two people, Tu Xing stepped forward, picked up the cloth, and said with a humble look, "Your Majesty, please—"
The Sultan seemed very satisfied and opened his hands wide, "Clothes."
It was obvious that someone needed to take it off, so the white-skinned young man put down the cloth again and took it off gently.
At the very end, Tu Xing turned sideways and tried to avoid it.
But it was obvious that the other party didn't want to. When he felt the touch on his cheek, he suddenly raised his eyes with an unclear expression.
The Sultan glanced down and said, "Why? No? Is this what you call service?"
Tu Xing lowered his eyes, the scent was wafting in the air, hard to ignore.
In order to exchange it for the treasure house, he endured it for the time being: "Wait until I finish washing." He quickened the movement of his hands and stood up quickly.
The Sultan said nothing and stepped forward.
The water was flowing with a gurgling sound. The facilities in this place were very convenient, and one end should be connected to a reservoir of at least medium size.
Tu Xing picked up the cloth again and wiped it with water.
The Sultan raised his eyes and stared at the man's face. "You don't need to wear a guard uniform anyway. Change into some decent clothes when you go back."
In other words, even the uniform can be freely chosen. Tu Xing responded: "Yes."
As your authority becomes greater and greater, and as you continue to strive for improvement, your status will change dramatically within a month.
A thought flashed through my mind: rather than this, I still hope that my magic power increases faster.
As Tu Xing rubbed, his fingertips scraped the skin. He lowered his head and paused for a few seconds. The muscles inside were really strong.
And at this glance, I found that I had forgotten to remove a chain.
Right in front of him, just as he put his hand on it, he heard the Sultan's voice: "You don't need this."
Tu Xing was a little disappointed, although he didn't know what he was disappointed about. He always had the urge to do something, and his hands were itching.
Wipe every inch carefully, especially the food you will eat later.
As time went on, Sudan's expression became intriguing.
Tu Xing felt the heat from the golden pattern, and his whole body felt slightly hot, starting from his left hand. He couldn't help but blink.
What does this mean?
If the Sultan's desire is aroused, he will also get up. So, didn't he mean this just now?
Tu Xing let go of this place instantly. Maybe the other party just wanted to use this place to hit him in the face, focusing on humiliation.
Those who want to surrender themselves have to bow down and reaffirm the status of both parties.
Wiping other places until they were all gone, Tu Xing looked up, "Your Majesty, I want to clean myself too. Do you want to get up first?"
The Sultan tilted his head slightly, placed his hands on the edge of the bathtub, and said, "Wash me."
Tu Xing's mouth twitched, and he glanced at the big and small things out of the corner of his eye, "This place can't accommodate two people, I'll go to the next room."
After saying this, he turned to leave, but suddenly he felt a pulling force on his arm.