However, Fang Rong was uncomfortable, so he untied the clothes. He hoped to satisfy himself while also making Fang Hua comfortable, otherwise Fang Rong would refuse to do it next time and would also become suspicious.
Doing this kind of thing secretly can be very exciting.
In order to see it often in the future, he also took several photos and stored them in a confidential album, posing Fang Rong in various ways.
Worried about leaks, they didn't take pictures of the face, only the back or the lower body. That way, even if Fang Rong found out, she would only scold them a little, like making them kneel on a washboard.
The more I look at Fang Rong, the more I like her. How can Fang Rong be so beautiful?
He was like a pervert, never getting tired of looking at Fang Rong. He looked at her over and over again, and finally couldn't resist anymore, so he picked up his gun and cocked it.
The protective measures were done very well. While doing so, Fang Rong was treated from bottom to top with healing abilities, starting from the inside and working outwards, ensuring that Fang Rong would not feel anything afterward.
The stains on the bed also need to be cleaned up, so that if Fang Rong asks, he can say that he got drunk yesterday and peed on the bed.
This solo laugh-out-loud session lasted until almost dawn. If I hadn't been so exhausted, I would have loved to go another 300 rounds. The main problem was that healing abilities are too energy-consuming; I almost couldn't keep up.
Next, we need to deal with the marks on her body. First, we need to give Fang Rong a bath to wash out what's inside her body. Then we need to change the sheets and blankets, wash her clothes, and put away her underwear.
Very well, Fang Rong has lost another pair of underwear.
By the time he finished everything, it was almost daytime, and Fang Rong's biological clock was about to kick in. Of course, after staying up so late yesterday, even though he was cured by his superpower, he still wanted Fang Rong to get some rest, so he used his superpower to knock him out again.
Fortunately, this ability has no downsides; it simply tells the nerves that its owner is very, very tired and needs to rest.
Nerves are a very strange thing. Sometimes when you're asleep, you might suddenly twitch or jerk. It's actually because your nerves have been watching you for a long time without moving and think you're dead, so they're testing whether you're really dead.
If you die, I won't want you anymore; if you don't die, you can continue living.
Fang Rong didn't get up until around 11 a.m. Because Fang Hua had treated him with his supernatural abilities, he didn't feel the dizziness and headaches that were after drinking, which could be considered a blessing in disguise.
My lower back is a little sore, like I've run 100,000 steps, I'm exhausted.
"What did you do to me yesterday?" When he woke up, Fang Hua was sitting on the edge of the bed, fanning him while doing her homework.
The military academy assigned some homework, but I only did a little bit because I was distracted. "I didn't do much, and then I brought you back."
"Really not?" Fang Rong looked at him suspiciously.
"Really, no." Fang Hua lied without batting an eye.
"Oh." I don't believe your nonsense. Fang Hua would miss such a good opportunity yesterday? Impossible!
He started turning over the sheets, changing them into new ones. His clothes were also new, as were his underwear; he had definitely touched them.
Did I do anything wrong yesterday?
"No, I slept very peacefully." Fang Hua kindly concealed some of the facts about his drunken outburst, crying and laughing at the same time, and he also hid the matter of persuading the television.
"That's good." Fang Rong asked casually, "By the way, who made the bed sheets and blankets?"
"You," Fang Hua blurted out without thinking, "you washed all the bed sheets, blankets, sofa pillows, and my clothes yesterday."
"Really?" Fang Rong raised an eyebrow. "Then here's the question: if I was asleep, how did I manage to clean the sheets and blankets? Did I sleepwalk?"
"Uh... this..." Fang Hua broke out in a cold sweat.
It seems they've been exposed?
He appropriately changed the subject, "I just remembered, the military region called you, I answered for you, and told you to bring your luggage and report on time tomorrow morning."
"Bring your luggage and report on time tomorrow morning?" Does this mean they should move?
Are we really going to the orc world?
"Yes." Fang Hua answered him proactively, "The instructor told me that we will be going to the orc world for a test tomorrow, and only those who pass the test can stay."
"What test?" Fang Rong didn't know; no one had mentioned it.
"It seems to be about the breathing environment." He didn't know that either.
"Oh, I understand." Fang Rong became serious.
This is indeed very important; if you can't adapt, all your previous efforts will be wasted.
My wish to visit the orc world is also thwarted, but of course I can't forget to bring back a few new things.
Fang Hua hugged him from behind, saying, "Don't be nervous, I'll always be by your side."
He pulled open Fang Rong's collar and sucked on a prominent spot on his neck, only stopping when a patch of red blood appeared.
Fang Rong was preoccupied and didn't notice anything amiss. Besides, he had no intention of cheating, so he just let it go.
Honestly, serving Fang Hua is already exhausting enough; another one would be unbearable. I don't know what's wrong with Li Wenyang. He likes to seduce people so much, and he's already juggling several relationships while still flirting.
"I'm not nervous, just a little curious." He got up to pack his things. He had heard that the place was a remote area, and some daily necessities were not very convenient, so he should buy them in the city first, otherwise the price of things shipped over by air would be several times higher.
"You should pack your things too." Fang Rong put her clothes and shoes into her spatial storage, and also packed away some daily necessities, including towels, toothpaste, and toothbrushes, as well as the quilt.
I heard that the temperature difference there is huge, with a world of difference between day and night. It's so hot during the day that it can kill you, and so cold at night that you need to light a fire, otherwise most people can't stand it.
Fang Hua had very few belongings. He cared even less about appearances than Fang Rong. His treasure box was mostly filled with junk, which Fang Rong picked through and threw away, feeling heartbroken.
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