Chapter Twenty-Six: What's Wrong with a Man's Perversion?
The next day, Wesley soaked in a medicated bath to recover, and with his efforts, Firefox was also treated with a medicated bath. To his displeasure, Russell stayed under the pretext of spying on Firefox, sitting in a chair and watching the two of them take a medicinal bath.
You must know that soaking in a medicinal bath requires the whole body to be unrestrained and embrace nature in its most primitive state, that is, ...... No clothes!
The cross is very measured, after all, it is his own son, unlike Russell, who is not light or heavy, so Wesley recovered quickly, while Firefox soaked all night and did not fully recover.
Seeing Russell toss a handful of reformed sand eagles in his hand that he had never seen before, Wesley was afraid that he would plot against the fire fox in the medicated bath, although he also thought so, no, he decisively asked for a change of guard.
Russell ignored him, put the pistol on the table, and pointed to the clock on the wall: "The cross is waiting for you, saying that it is to surprise you, I personally think you don't need to have expectations, eighty percent is a belated birthday gift." β
You've said it all, where else did I get a surprise!
Wesley was indignant and thought that maybe Russell's previous sinister image was too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and he was a little afraid of Russell: "Really, where is he? β
"Across the street from your house, his apartment is right there, the one directly across from your bedroom window. Father's love is always so deep, not superficial but put into action, he observes the bits and pieces of your life with a telescope day and night, it is so touching! β
Wesley: "......"
Shit! Wouldn't he have seen it all!
Wesley, with a green face, left, intending to go to the cross's bad luck, which was too out of line even for the sake of protection. Either way, we must talk about it today, and don't peep at him again, especially at night!
Shortly after Wesley left, Firefox recovered and stood up from the medicated bath, drops of water sliding over the voluptuous curves, strands of hair on the sides of her cheeks, and she raised her hand to pull it behind her back.
Firefox generously stepped out of the medicated bath, picked up the towel and wiped it briefly, then changed into the clean clothes that Wesley had prepared for her.
Russell's eyes widened the whole time, his gaze moved with the trembling parts, not boasting, he was a person with a strong sense of responsibility, and he would never blink when he said surveillance...... Speaking back, the tattoos on the fire fox are quite sensitive.
After moving his stiff limbs, the fire fox saw Russell on the side, snorted mockingly, strode towards him, and stretched out to the sand eagle on the table.
Russell grabbed Firefox's wrist and shook his head: "Sorry, you can't touch the gun yet?" β
"Our agreement has been reached, and I will not take action on you until I confirm Sloan's guilt." Firefox looked at Russell defiantly: "Or do you have no trust in your allies at all?" β
"No, no, no, you're mistaken. I don't let you touch the gun because your psychological state is very unstable, and I'm afraid that you will kill yourself! β
Firefox's eyes were cold, and he broke away from Russell's hand: "You don't need to worry, if Sloan is indeed a sinner, I won't die until I kill him." β
Russell shrugged his shoulders and stood aside with great interest, but he didn't want to, and the firefox pointed a gun at him the first time he held the sand eagle.
"Hehe, woman!"
"That's right, women are vengeful creatures. I have always taken your hospitality to heart, and it will be difficult for me to maintain an alliance with peace of mind without venting it. β
"It's too dangerous, I'll be dead if I get shot by a sand eagle, and I can't save the medicated bath. It's better to change the way to vent......" Russell continued to die, raising his eyebrows: "I have ultra-thin and large particles, very depressing, do you want to experience it." β
"Humph!"
Firefox snorted coldly and raised his gun to Russell's thigh, which was a retaliatory shot. She is very confident in her marksmanship, she will not break Russell's leg, and it will still be painful to take a piece of flesh after the bullet grazes.
Click!
Firefox pulls the trigger, but Sand Eagle seems to be locked up, even if the insurance is turned on, it won't help.
Russell reminded very kindly: "This is a fingerprint recognition pistol, have you seen the blue identification button, you can't shoot without the fingerprint of the gun owner." A very principled pistol, just like me, low-key and restrained......"
Listening to Russell's shameless boasting, Firefox said that he had enough, grabbed his hand and pressed it on the fingerprint reader, and then pulled the trigger.
Click! Click!
Firefox's eyes were bloodshot and red: "What's going on with this TM?" β
"Uh...... I'm not the owner of this gun! β
Russell scratched his head and smiled sheepishly, embarrassed.
The fire fox was so angry that his chest was about to explode, and he threw the sand eagle to the ground with hatred, and pressed Russell's shoulders with both hands, and clasped his fingers tightly. Her twisted features spoke of her rage, and she gathered all her strength and slammed a knee between Russell's legs.
Boom!
The screams rang out again, and the firefox jumped on the spot with his knees in his arms and fell back into the medicated bath.
βFcukοΌοΌ Wearing iron pants all day long, are you TM a pervert? β
"What's wrong with a man being perverted?"
Firefox: "......"
At this time, she suddenly missed Wesley, the licking dog, and Russell was perfect than Wesley, he wouldn't stuff a piece of iron in his crotch, and he could kick as much as he wanted!
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At noon, Wesley brought lunch, and Wesley, who was promoted to the second generation of wealth, was very generous, and the lunch was steak + vegetable salad + ham and egg sandwich + pumpkin bisque, which was very hearty.
But it was Firefox's lunch, and considering that she had just soaked in the medicated bath, she must have been very hungry, and Wesley ordered a generous portion, whether it was delicious or not, but it was definitely full.
Russell stumbled a lot, and the standard KFC grandfather made him want to vomit.
The Firefox finally reciprocated and rewarded Wesley with a fragrant kiss, and the sling trembled with excitement.
"This kid is hopeless!" Russell bites into the Super Big Mac burger with a look of disgust.
The cross's gift to Wesley was a leather jacket, not a valuable gift, but Wesley liked it very much. He had dreamed of this day for a long time, and Mei Zizi wore it on his body, and he refused to take it off at all.
This baby lacks love!
After settling lunch, Wesley gets the approval of his beloved goddess and stands behind him to pinch his shoulders and beat his back. Russell was researching watch-shaped plastic bombs on the side, and he was very interested in this kind of miniature bomb that could be tied to a mouse, but unfortunately he had not been able to open the relevant character cards and skill cards, so he had to rely on self-study.
By the way, while tending to Wesley's dip in the medicated bath, Russell gave out his character card.
[Character card: Wesley (the talented second generation of killing, he has nothing but adrenaline in his veins)]
Firefox looked at Russell in the study, planning a revenge plan in her mind, she was cautious, she didn't feel comfortable going back, she didn't believe that Russell was wearing iron pants all day long!
Cross walked in, and felt very ashamed to see Wesley, who was pinching Firefox's shoulder, this kid had never seen a woman.
"Guys, our plans may be ahead of schedule! According to my eyeliner, Sloan has recalled the Brotherhood's scattered killers, who have assembled at Mill 17, and if they take the initiative, we will be very passive......"
"What do you want to do, plan to say it and listen to it!"
"Working overtime to make plastic bombs, and catching at least a thousand rats tonight...... Wesley, you go catch the rats! β
βWhatοΌοΌβ
I'm your own son!