In the thatched house, a disciple stood outside, bored with a piece of grass in his mouth and humming an inexplicable song.

Huang Feihong leaned against the wall of the thatched house, his face darkened, his eyes widened, his head lowered, and his hands looked at him.

The palm of the palm is still the same.

These hands, he is very familiar, and there is no trace of change.

But Huang Feihong knew that these hands had changed.

It's like there's a soul living in it, and it's not under his control.

The corners of Huang Feihong's mouth twitched, his eyes rolled, and after thinking about it, he still couldn't help but sigh.

He...... I can't hold it anymore!

Damn, I can't even take my pants off, how do you pee?

Do you want to let the disciples come in and help him?

Don't be funny, just about to do that, what is Huang Feihong's face?

Looking at his hands, Huang Feihong felt loveless.

However, he still feels alive.

"Let's talk, ahem, you ...... Who are you? ”

Huang Feihong opened his mouth and looked at his hands. The hands were flipped over, palms were back, there was no change, and there was no opening to speak.

Huang Feihong breathed a sigh of relief, if this hand really spoke, he estimated that he would be scared to death.

"Ahem, in this way, you're a ghost, right? Or a fairy? Since you are in my hands, then we are one. Let's talk about it, do me a favor, I'm about to pee my pants. ”

Huang Feihong clamped his legs tightly and said with a somewhat green face.

The corners of Wang Tian's mouth twitched when he heard this, thought about it, reached out and grabbed it, and his heart was crooked.

Your uncle, Lao Tzu is really tragic, and he has to help you take off your pants.

What's even more tragic is that you are a man on horseback.

Wang Tian was depressed, but he also knew that it would not work like this. If you don't want to solve the task, you won't have freedom in your life.

He still wants to go to Li Mochou.

So, let's take a loss!

endured the nausea and pulled Huang Feihong's pants down. Then put his arms in his hands and put them on Wong Fei Hung's chest.

Isn't it easy to talk?

The corners of Huang Feihong's mouth twitched, but his face was relaxed. But since he can discuss, he is also very happy in his heart.

After all, his hands are no longer his, and now that he can cooperate, Huang Feihong is already grateful.

It's better than no hands.

Huang Feihong felt that the wind was blowing and his ass was cold, he squinted slightly, leaned back with a body full of enjoyment, pushed his buttocks forward, and then a waterline flew out......

Hula, splashing.

"Ahem, that ...... I'm all right. ”

Huang Feihong was comfortable, but his face was a little embarrassed. He coughed and said unnaturally.

His arms were not moving, hugging him tightly in front of his chest.

Huang Feihong was stunned: "That...... Brother hand, it is already convenient to finish under it, please also pull up your pants. ”

Wang Tian: "......"

He felt angry and funny, and listening to what Huang Feihong said, he was always a little awkward. So, simply ignore it.

Huang Feihong suddenly panicked: "Brother Hand, did you hear it?" ”

"Don't be like this, brother, you're going to die."

"Brother Hand, please......"

“……”

Huang Feihong's eyes were glazed, he looked down, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

I only felt cold all over, and I had an idea in my heart that I was pitted by my own hands.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and the corners of Huang Feihong's mouth grinned, crying and mourning, not knowing what to do.

"Master, are you alright?"

The voice of the apprentice came from outside, and Huang Feihong's face changed: "No, you wait." ”

"Brother Hand, do me a favor." Huang Feihong lowered his voice and pleaded.

Wang Tian hugged his shoulders, ignored them, and happily beat his fingers, making Huang Feihong stiff.

"Hey, strange, why hasn't the master come out yet?"

Outside the thatched house, the disciple said with a puzzled face.

"The master's legs and feet are inconvenient, so he won't fall into it, right?"

His face changed, and he remembered a possibility.

"Master, you ...... Are you alright? The disciple shouted in a panic as he banged on the wooden door.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Inside the hut, there was a strange noise.

The disciple's face changed: "Master, are you okay?" ”

"Woo woo woo ......"

Huang Feihong's face was anxious, he bent over, his head pressed down, and his mouth held the belt of his trousers, pulling it up little by little. At this time, he couldn't speak at all, but his eyes were anxious and he wanted to pull up quickly. At the same time, wiggling the buttocks, after all, the back is not easy to pull.

Hence the strange whine in the mouth.

The posture is too uncomfortable, the movement is too difficult, but the front is easy to say, straighten up and pull up directly. But in the back, the snow-white ass was too big, swaying from side to side, moving up and down, trying to move the pants up. But he just couldn't go up, Huang Feihong was so anxious that he wanted to urinate again.

"Master, I'm in."

Outside, there was a disciple's worried voice.

Huang Feihong's face changed, he suddenly loosened his pants, and shouted when he opened his mouth: "Don't ...... Ah......h

Poof!

"Hey, where are you, master?"

The disciple rushed in and kicked open the wooden door. I only felt a flash of white light in front of me, and then the master disappeared.

"What the hell is that snow-white white? Master, where are you? ”

"Oh no, the master has been arrested......

Bao Zhilin, backyard, in front of the closed door.

A group of disciples, led by Pork Rong, knelt on the ground in fear.

In the center, a thin disciple was lying there with a face full of self-blame and wounds, staring at the door, and kept explaining: "Master, I really didn't mean to push you in, you believe me." ”

Pork Rong blackened his face, glared at the disciple, and turned his head angrily.

At the door, except for the disciple's explanation voice, the rest of the people were silent, kneeling there with their heads bowed, and the atmosphere was serious.

I don't know how long it was, but with a creak, the door opened. A few newly bought little maids walked out sweating profusely, and looked outside, the little maid's pretty face was slightly red: "Pork Rong, Master Huang invites you in." ”

"Ah, how is the master?"

"Well, after taking a shower and getting dressed. But Master Huang seems to be in a very bad mood, Pork Rong, don't make Master Huang angry. ”

A little maid reminded with a serious face.

Pork Rong nodded: "I know, I know, thank you, girl." Thank you so much for bothering you to take care of the master in the future. ”

When I walked into the room, I saw that Huang Feihong had changed into new clothes, the whip was still a little wet, and he was sitting there with a cold face. Pork Rong swallowed his saliva and came to Huang Feihong: "Master, you ......"

Huang Feihong was soft-hearted, looking at Pork Rong's worried expression, his stiff and cold face softened suddenly. sighed helplessly, shook his head and said, "I'm fine, Ah Rong, these things ...... today"

"Master, no matter what happens, the disciples will accompany the master to carry it."

Pork Rong said solemnly.

Huang Feihong nodded when he heard this: "Actually, it's nothing. That is, you commanded to go down, and starting tomorrow, I will pass you shadowless feet. ”

"Master, you, are you serious?" When Pork Rong heard this, he was shocked and ecstatic at the same time.

Huang Feihong nodded: "Of course it's serious." Alright, you go down. ”

Looking at the back of Pork Rong leaving, Huang Feihong helplessly looked down at his right foot, his eyes were sad. His shadowless feet are a stunt that is not easily taught. But now, his hands are very strange, and his right foot is injured. Huang Feihong thought about it for a long time, but decided to pass it on.

Lest you have an accident, this stunt is lost.