Chapter 166
Lying on the bed with limp limbs and staring at the ceiling with lifeless eyes, Wu Zimo examined himself in his heart. He would never call Rokar a suicidal emperor again, because the real suicidal emperor was himself!
Oh, even though I didn’t do the full set with Scott this time, it was more exciting than doing the full set, wasn’t it?
The door of the washroom in the bedroom was opened. Wu Zimo, who looked like a corpse, turned around and saw Scott walking out with his upper body naked and wrapped in a bath towel. Although his silver hair was not dripping with water, it was wet and stuck to his head.
Seeing Scott's contented look, Wu Zimo's teeth began to itch again, but in the end he hid his tears and turned away.
I have to take the blame even if I have to kneel down...
"Still angry?"
Scott walked over to the bed and sat down, then leaned over and kissed Wu Zimo on the top of his head. Looking at the ruddy face of the boy on the bed, especially the flexible body covered with ambiguous marks under the sheets, Scott's silver eyes began to become deep.
When Wu Zimo was looked at like this by Scott, goose bumps instantly stood up all over his body, and he quickly moved away from the marshal who was starting to do that again, like a kitten with its fur standing on end.
"I'm not that angry." After making sure he was safe, Wu Zimo said sullenly.
I can't really say that I was angry. It's normal to do intimate things with someone you like. Although Wu Zimo was lying under Scott, he was still a man, and it was normal for him to have desires for Scott, the man who belonged to him.
But what depressed him was that, as Scott had said before, the effect of the fusion of their pheromones was really comparable to that of a powerful X drug.
Before Wu Zimo could do anything to Scott, he started to become dazed, and ended up being taken advantage of by the increasingly energetic Scott.
That’s right, Wu Zimo has been struggling with this problem, and of course there is also the problem that the Marshal’s accessories are too big.
"Scott, what time is it?" Sulking is also sulking at yourself.
"It's almost dinner time." Scott glanced at the boy moving around on the bed, with a slight smile on his face and gentle doting in his eyes.
The reason why Wu Zimo was not completely eaten by Scott this time was because there was not enough time. Otherwise, with the Marshal's fighting power and endurance, it would be strange that Wu Zimo could still lie dead on the bed and protest to Scott.
"So soon? I'll get up then." Wu Zimo had an appointment with Mrs. Alman for dinner in the morning, so when he heard that it was almost time, he stopped lying in bed.
But just as he was about to get up, his sore limbs made him fall back onto the soft bed.
"Hiss...it's sour."
Lying on the bed with his arms and legs spread out, Wu Zimo felt really pained when he saw himself looking so weak.
Scott held back the laughter that was about to burst out. If he really dared to laugh, the boy on the bed would definitely make things difficult for him.
Scott mobilized the evolved mental power, and Wu Zimo, who was lying on the bed, soon felt his sore body being massaged with a very gentle force.
Wu Zimo looked at Scott in surprise and said, "Scott, can you use your mental power like this?"
Scott's mental power is really a must-have for home travel, murder and arson. This kind of mental massage is more powerful than the full-body massage boasted in those advertisements.
"Can."
Because his mental power grew so fast, Scott had difficulty controlling it at first, but after a few days of becoming proficient, he was able to control the growing mental power well.
You can see that Scott can control his mental power so subtly to give Wu Zimo a full body massage, and he can also chat with Wu Zimo while controlling his mental power.
Only the rookie Wu Zimo didn't know how powerful Scott's control was.
After being pinched all over by Scott, my sore limbs really felt much more comfortable. At least when I sat up again, I didn't fall backwards.
But even if he didn't fall backwards, Wu Zimo didn't get up from the bed immediately, because he finally realized later that he was not wearing any clothes!
"…Scott, where are my clothes?"
Although he didn't enter before, the process was still very intense, otherwise Wu Zimo wouldn't be so miserable. Lying on the bed with limp limbs, Scott had to do all the cleaning himself.
Scott washed Wu Zimo and made him smell delicious before tucking him into bed and taking care of himself. Because the Marshal's service was so thoughtful, Wu Zimo even forgot that he was naked under the quilt.
When he was about to throw off the quilt and get out of bed and suddenly felt cool, and someone's gaze became more intense, Wu Zimo looked down and saw his own appearance. Although he didn't want to, Wu Zimo quickly pulled the quilt beside him, covered himself tightly, and then looked at Scott with dead fish eyes.
It's no wonder that Rocard has always despised Scott, this big iceberg, because he is actually a repressed person. He didn't feel embarrassed at all when he met Wu Zimo's dead fish eyes. After appreciating the beautiful scenery in front of him, he slowly handed a set of clothes to Wu Zimo who was lying on the bed.
After taking the clothes, Wu Zimo first put on his underwear, an important piece of equipment, inside the quilt before lifting the quilt, very generously allowing a certain sultry guy to watch him put on his clothes.
His body had been seen clearly, even the private parts, but Wu Zimo still felt calm as long as he was wearing panties.
Wu Zimo put on his clothes quickly and saw that Scott was still wearing only a bath towel, with his upper body naked, sitting on the sofa with his hands crossed, his silver eyes staring at him.
Wu Zimo, who was already dressed, looked at Scott speechlessly and said, “My dear, although I know that you have a very attractive figure, do you want to go out and have dinner with Aunt Ke Liya like this?”
Hearing Wu Zimo's teasing, Scott's long legs swayed, and he stood up directly from the sofa, walked to Wu Zimo, hugged Wu Zimo, lowered his head and took a breath in his hair, "Do you like it?"
Wu Zimo rolled his eyes and said, “Nonsense, how can I not like it?” Although his liking has two meanings, the Marshal's muscular body is indeed very attractive.
Sensing Wu Zimo's thoughts, Scott chuckled, grabbed the back of his neck, forcing him to look up, and then he pressed heavily against the pair of lips that had been tempting him.
“Hmm…”
This time, Scott's kiss was more intense with a hint of punishment, but this made it easier to provoke reactions from both parties.
As the atmosphere became increasingly heated, Scott used his strong willpower to control himself and let go of his lips that were swollen and red and looked like they were about to bleed from being bitten by him.
"Aunt Kolia?"
Wu Zimo's eyes were blurry and he could only stand with the support of Scott's hands on his waist. When he heard Scott's hoarse voice in his ear, he fell silent.
So he asked for it again this time?
But he had no choice. Forget about the teasing on Scott before, but the question of addressing him was a bit difficult to get him to change his mind all of a sudden.
Scott also knew that Wu Zimo could not change for the time being, and Wu Zimo was not familiar with his mother and the others, but Scott did not mind using this method to punish the boy in his arms.
"If you shout wrong once, you will be punished." Scott gently stroked Wu Zimo's red and swollen lips with his fingers.
Wu Zimo knew that Scott was definitely not joking, especially as a commander, he had to follow the orders strictly. But Wu Zimo's greater feeling is——
Is his Lord Marshal possessed by some weird thing? Otherwise, how could he know such flirting skills!
When Scott and Wu Zimo were chatting in the room, there was a knock on the bedroom door, and then the voice of Butler Finn was heard through the door.
"Master, Madam, are you guys up?"
Wu Zimo, who had been rendered speechless by Scott, no longer cared about the title of Young Madam. As for Scott, after giving an affirmative reply to Butler Finn outside the door, he finally stopped running naked with a bath towel hanging on his body.
But the way the Marshal put on his clothes made Wu Zimo feel that he was definitely doing it on purpose.
I saw a certain marshal just pulling off the bath towel hanging around his waist in front of Wu Zimo, and then an object that was very ill-sized was exposed to Wu Zimo's eyes. It's not soft yet. I don't know if it's because of the stimulation just now, but something is slightly erect.
“……” Honey, even if we register, I can still sue you for hooliganism!
"Put on your clothes!"
"good."
This time Scott finally didn't act up and put on his clothes in front of Wu Zimo obediently. But to be honest, handsome guys always have beautiful effects in everything they do. For example, the process of putting on his clothes now, he is so handsome.
After Scott was dressed neatly, Wu Zimo asked, "Scott, have you seen anything strange recently?" Otherwise, how could his upright and serious marshal be like a gangster!
"No." Scott suppressed the light in his eyes and shook his head.
"Really?" No? Extremely suspicious!
"Really, because it's not necessary."
Scott has been a very independent person since he was young, and with his strong mental strength, he must know how to control himself. He also understands his position and knows what attitude he should have towards outsiders, friends, and family. He has already made plans in his mind.
As for lover, she was not originally in his plan, because he could not imagine that there would be someone by his side who he would care about so much that he would even disregard the responsibility for his own life.
But Wu Zimo appeared. When Scott met Wu Zimo for the first time, he felt that Wu Zimo was a strange boy. But Caesar was different. His instinct as a wild beast made him fall in love with Wu Zimo at first sight in the crowd.
It was also because of Caesar's strangeness that Scott noticed the young man Wu Zimo. The relationship between the two subsequently developed like flowing water and naturally became what it is now.
Wu Zimo understood the meaning of Scott's words and became even more speechless, so Scott learned it by himself. The direction of this road is not just a little crooked, it is very crooked!
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