After all, everything has to be done willingly, doesn't it?

"That's what you mean... It's been so long, when will you be able to call me husband obediently? ”

"Uh..."Shuzhumaru was stunned, this person... As soon as he was in a good mood, he began to tease him again.

"Huh... Zhu Zhu..."Fa Yan twisted and twisted on his shoulder, "Call my husband to listen..."

"Hmm... Well... Don't be..."The freshly pasted gauze scraped on the neck and was very itchy, and Shuzhu Pill pushed the person who was lying on him, "The master is awkward... It's so itchy..."

"Don't, don't..."Shuju Maru pushed desperately. One rubbed and one pushed, and the two of them just played around on the futon. After starting to play, the atmosphere eased a lot, and the emotions of the two gradually calmed down, Fa Yanbo was injured and exhausted on the task, and he couldn't help but be a little tired, and his heart that had been hanging all night finally let go, and Shuzhu Pill waited for him to be a little sleepy all night.

"Why don't you just want to call your husband?" Fa Yanbo hugged him and muttered, feeling sleepy.

Lying on his side, he counted the beads in his heart, but smiled silently.

He can read his memory, how could he not know that Zong San and Qingjiang have been coaxed by their masters to call their husbands? It is only natural for a wife to call her husband husband, but he... Don't want to be like them. This can be regarded as Shuzhumaru's little selfishness, after all, everyone wants their image to be unique in the owner's heart.

Zong San is elegant, Qingjiang is debauched, and he chooses to be reserved. At the beginning, he was really shy to count beads together, but the old husband and wife have been together for so long, but his attitude towards the master has never changed, and he is always very shy and reserved. In fact, none of them have changed, because the master is too good, standing beside him, no one wants to be mediocre and uncharacteristic, although the name is meaningless to them, but in private, no one wants to lose to anyone, and no one wants to be blurred their own characteristics. No matter how the master coaxed and made trouble, Shuzhu Pill didn't let go of his honorific title and shouted husband as he wished, although he was shy, this sentence was not too difficult to say. I don't say it, I just want to be the only one. "Forget it, let's sleep... You didn't sleep all night because I hurt you. With a little bit of bead pill hair, Fa Yanbo slowly fell asleep.

The breathing of the person holding him gradually stabilized, and Shuzhumaru quietly poked his head out of his arms.

"Husband..."

He knew that his master loved to listen, and he didn't want to scream, but he didn't want to scream when he was awake, and he only wanted to whisper to himself after he was asleep.

"It's not a joke to say that the knife was broken, so please take care of yourself..."

When he was born, he slept together, and when he died, he also wished to die at the same time in the same year, month, and day, and he turned his back on Buddhism, he was just an ordinary sword to pay for the gods, and only recognized the only master and the only partner. The Buddha I met today walked the way of the evil demons, the master is a demon but walks on the right path, the Buddha is the way of the devil and the way, no matter where the Buddha becomes a demon and the devil is, he, the number of beads and pills Hengji, this life is only for one person to live, the heavens and the earth, and only willing to follow this only person.

After working overtime for more than two months to deal with a big case, Fa Yan Bo Shuangshuang took a week's vacation to work as a potato at home, while thinking about where to take his wife for a vacation, because he had to be nailed to the local surveillance because of overtime, and rarely went home for more than two months. The three wives of the Yan family have long known the nature of their master and husband's work, so they can all be considerate, although the three wives all said that it didn't matter, but he still made him a little sorry for not accompanying his wife, especially Zong San, who said that he would accompany him for his birthday in the future, this time he was so busy that he even forgot to send a text message, let alone go home to accompany him.

Zong San was attacked by a human soul who was unwilling to die in the previous mission and was slightly injured, and he went to the Chengxi blacksmith shop to adjust the body knife and rested for a day, and when Zong San recovered from his injury, Fa Yanbo also planned to take his wife out to play and make up for it.

He was already looking for a hotel, but Zong San said at this time that he didn't want to go.

"Why?" Fa Yanbo was shocked.

"I... The condition is not very good..."Zong San knelt in front of him, his face flushed and panting slightly.

"It's... What hasn't been adjusted? Did something go wrong with the grinding? Looking at his red face, Fa Yan was also a little worried, "Fever?" Or do you bring me the main knife and let me take a look? ”

"The hosts... Isn't it that you don't know how to cast? ”

"But I can help you get in."

So he brought the main knife, but even after entering the hand, the situation did not get better, and Zong San was still very sad. Fa Yan Bo stroked his red cheeks, and the temperature of his hand was very high, making him a little reluctant.

"How did it burn like this? What else is uncomfortable besides fever? ”

The master's body temperature is now lower than his, Zong San gasped slightly and rubbed the master's big hand, "The master's body is so cold." ”

Fa Yanbo smiled and pulled Zong San closer to his arms, rubbing Zong San's neck socket only to feel the milky fragrance, lined with the original cream peach flavor on his body, sweet and warm

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"No... So how do I go about the task? ”

"Just take the OK bandage and stick it up." Fa Yan rubbed his soft cheeks, "In this way, our family will not have to spend money to buy milk in the future." ”

"When did our family buy milk?" Zong San laughed. Several people in the family are not interested in milk, except for Qingjiang who occasionally eats some cheese, and there are never any dairy products in the refrigerator at home, including milk tea. The owner's love for dairy products is far less than that of alcohol, and if he wants to drink milk unless it is milk wine, the family has never bought milk at all, so he doesn't have to spend money to buy it in the future?

"But I don't want to eat peanut stewed pig's feet anymore." Zong San pouted, "Master, I don't know it's used to promote milk?" ”

"Whew... Hmm..."Zong San muttered, and then let the master fall down from behind, and knelt on the soft couch by the window.

"What are you going to do so early... I haven't even had enough yet... Zongsan, I want to drink milk..."

Zong San patted the person who was tired of being coquettish on his body, and took out a small bottle of milk from his arms.

"I don't want milk!" Fa Yanbo looked at the bottle with disgust.

"No... This is... My..."Zong San blushed, "Before adjusting, I squeezed out a little first..."

"It's just a little bit" shook the bottle, and the cheap and well-behaved person howled.

"Master, I have to work when I come back, and I can't go out in that way." Zong San blushed and stroked his hand, "But I asked the blacksmith, if the master really likes it, next time there will be... There are holidays and I can... Adjust back again. ”

"Well, thank you, Zongsan." Fa Yanbo hugged his wife and rubbed violently, "Zong San is the best." ”

Zong San smiled softly, the old husband and wife, occasionally have to have a different spice life. This was just a small accident in life, his lover liked it, and he was willing to be satisfied, but he couldn't do it if he wanted to go out to work in that way. What he didn't tell his master was that he secretly asked the blacksmith he had a friendship with to make the adjustment a matter that was only for him, after all, this was a little boudoir fun exclusive to him and his master, and if everyone was the same, it would not be exclusive.