In the familiar room, there were only Shang Feng and Flitton. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The dishes on the table had been taken away, the sun was setting outside the window, it was nearly dusk, and it was not long before the fishermen would return.

Shang Feng's heart was extremely anxious. Although he pretended not to care on the surface, he was not an actor after all, and his pursed lips, dodging gaze, and slightly trembling arms had already exposed this. But in the same way, Flitton is not so calm, the person in front of him is likely to be his master, if he accidentally does something wrong this time, I am afraid that the next punishment will definitely not be as easy as before.

But after all, he has learned how to play, so it seems much easier than Shang Feng.

"Master, it's time to start, please."

Freeton said with a slight smile.

Shang Feng immediately jumped in his heart, what to start? Why should I get my body checked? What should I do?

Damn, what if it is found out that he is not his master?

In such a backward era, most of them will have superstitious thoughts such as witches and gods, and they will not be sent to those people, and drinking the kind of potion that has no GMP certification and environmental protection certification at all will kill people!

Shang Feng didn't want to travel over at all and died in less than a day, but what should he do?

It's so well planned, but why is there such a thing as a physical examination?

He froze in place, not knowing what was the right thing to do.

Is it too late to pretend to have amnesia at this time?

"Master?" Fliton looked over a little puzzled, "Please take off your clothes and lie down on the bed." ”

"Oh, okay." Shang Feng immediately replied, "I've only been in a coma for a day, and my mind is a little unclear. ”

He quickly undressed and prepared to lie down on the bed, but stopped halfway through.

The other party said to take off his clothes, to what extent?

Damn, it's a pit every step of the way!

Shang Feng felt that his great cause of crossing had completely failed, why did the protagonist in the novel cross so smoothly?

It's the protagonist's aura, right? Why don't you have one?

But by this time, Flitten had already stepped forward to help him, and the other man's movements were very gentle, but it was clear to what extent he was going to take off - his shirt was stripped naked, and his underwear was left underneath.

As if he had escaped, Shang Feng lay on the bed slightly relaxed, resigned to his fate, and let the other party do it at will.

At this point, Flitton became more solemn.

He is actually very clear about his master's body, after all, he has been staying by the other party's side for so long.

First of all, the naked eye observes, there is no scar, the body looks a little thin in clothes, after taking off the clothes, the muscle lines are very clear, it looks a little strong, and every muscle is perfect. Then he saw the squirrel tattoo on his master's left shoulder, which was the master's summoned beast, a squirrel monster that could transform at will.

Flitton's gaze moved to the heart of his master's chest, where there was a blank space.

He took a deep breath and asked, "Master, does the tattoo here feel painful?" ”

He was referring to the location of the heart.

"Ah, this pocket watch tattoo, I don't feel any pain." Shang Feng thought for a moment and said.

Freeton's eyebrows immediately froze, you can see it!

The tattoo of this person in this position can only be seen by himself!

Fliton couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, which showed that the person in front of him was indeed the master, but why did it seem like a completely different person?

Moreover, sensing the direction of the two masters, which one is real? What is a fake?

The whole thing got confusing.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Fliton stop, Shang Feng thought that he had done something wrong.

"Oh, it's fine." Freeton coped with it very mellowly, much more normal than Shang Feng.

Then, like a real doctor, he did other examinations, and then said, "The master is in good health, the first step has been checked, now let's start massage." ”

"Oh, good." Shang Feng was completely left to his own devices, and had no other thoughts at all.

Freeton didn't say anything more, after making sure that the other party was the master, what he had to do was to awaken the master's true consciousness and recover, otherwise like now, he was afraid that something would happen.

First of all, he massaged the master's body decently, which was a set of techniques learned in the academy, which could relieve the physical fatigue of the knight after training, and used here to help the master's body recover his physical memory. Then, when his hands passed through the master's heart, he immediately emitted consciousness and leaned in, following the induction of the contract, slowly moving into the depths.

"Master, how do you feel?" Freeton asked cautiously.

"Uh, that's comfortable." Shang Feng hesitated for a moment and said, but in fact, it was not just comfortable, but extremely comfortable, he felt that Flitton's hand seemed to have a kind of magic, and he felt that his spirit was full of energy.

Fliton nodded, no more.

Then when he pretended to help his master massage his temples, he did the same again.

But this time......

"Ahh Pain, pain, pain! Shang Feng suddenly struggled violently, the pain felt like someone had pried his skull open and pulled something out of his body, unbearable, he fully believed that his body was indeed sick, and curled up uncomfortably.

But Fliton was happy in his heart, because at that moment just now, he heard the voice of his master!

"Continue ......"

It was these two words that sounded directly in Flitton's mind, just like countless times in the past when the master was too lazy to open his mouth and called him directly in his head!

The master needs him to keep doing it!

It's just that seeing the owner in front of him curl up and grasp his body with his hands, there have been a few blood marks.

Flitton knew that this matter was not in a hurry, just transmitting two words made the other party so uncomfortable, if the master was forcibly truly conscious, the master's body would probably be destroyed.

After a while, Shang Feng felt that the sharp pain had disappeared for some time, and he was the same as before, and he didn't feel that there was something wrong with his body at all.

However, his back was already wet, and the memories of the previous one were already deeply rooted in his heart.

"The owner's body was not checked yesterday, so there is some condition, but as long as you massage it every day in the future, it should be fine." Flitton said to him.

Shang Feng nodded, completely believing his words, without checking, he didn't know that his body was actually so serious.

Sure enough, there is only the suffering of the protagonist, and there is no harvest of the protagonist.

Shang Feng continued to rest on the bed for a while, and after a while, the sound of the fisherman coming back appeared outside the door.