Chapter 1133: A Feeling of Cleanliness

With a sour nose, Ah Tong suddenly had the urge to cry demon tears for thousands of years.

Anyway, what a poor master!

Cheered up a little, and continued to flash the pair of ecstasy eyes, Ah Tong said proudly:

"Isn't it just looking for a hot spring bubble? What's so difficult about this for a thousand-year-old demon like us who has lived in the forest and springs since childhood! Master, please follow Ah Tong! ”

"Okay." Getting up and getting out of bed lightly, Xiao Yu's face, with a psychedelic smile, followed Ah Tong and walked out slowly.

Walking with that kind of elegant kitten step, Ah Tong moved his nose with a particularly sensitive sense of smell and walked in front of Xiao Yu.

This mountain villa, from the outside, is nothing special.

However, when you are really in the Zhuangzi, you have a feeling that the grass and trees are deep and the sky is high.

Ah Tong sucked his small nose hard again.

In other words, Haikou has been boasted just now, but if you don't really find a hot spring for the owner to soak in, it will be a bit cheap.

If that's the case, I'll become an unruly little pet who likes to tell a little lie.

This is somewhat of an obstacle to the well-known name of the thousand-year-old demon, and Ah Tong never wants to do this.

However, according to the convention, wherever there is a place where the prince of Nangong lives, it is essential to have a hot spring.

has been walking together for so long along the way, and Ah Tong still has such a little experience.

Ah Tong raised his head and faintly caught a little bit of sulfur in the air, and couldn't help but feel happy.

With a flick of his long tail, Ah Tong led Xiao Yu without hesitation and walked in the direction where the wind blew with a little sulfur smell.

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Stripped away all the visible and invisible disguises on his body, Nangong Ping lay naked on his back in the corner of the big bath, quietly soaking in the hot spring.

As a descendant of the leafy Nangong family, Nangong Ping has had too many additional things to bear since he was a child.

For example, compared with ordinary children, he does not have a fatherly and motherly childhood, does not have that kind of unrestrained freedom, does not have the kind of wandering of the sky and the sea, and has only endless practice, endless cold eyes, and endless reproaches.

In some ways, however, he may have been much better off than most of them.

For example, wherever he was ordered to rest, they always found for him, an exquisite abode with a hot spring to soak.

This has never changed in all the experiences of his life.

So much so that every time the prince of Nangong appears in front of others, he can always be firmly convinced that in his bones, he is much cleaner and cleaner than those ant people in the world who work all day long. Not only that, but the prince of Nangong can often feel that even those noble ladies who always pretend to be in a posture on weekdays, no matter how delicate and delicate the depiction is on their faces, but when they smell it carefully, there is always an unpleasant smell on their bodies.

This made him dislike them in private.

Among all these people, the only one who doesn't disgust him is probably that Xiao Yu, right?

For some reason, every time he faced her, Nangong Wang Ye could always feel a feeling of cleanliness from the inside out.