"Even if my brother takes it, I won't have any opinion, after all, even I am your property now, and I will not assassinate my brother, so it's useless to take it."

"I see, I'll make a note of your sincerity." Fang Yan didn't pretentiously, and directly put away the delicate short knife, and then his face sank, and he said suddenly.

"But this is the matter, for your presumptuous behavior just now, I won't let you go so simply, after all, you are a bad woman who tried to kill your husband, it is necessary to punish it, otherwise you will not be able to go to the sky in the future?"

"Huh? But ......" Saito Guidie's immature little face rarely showed a ghostly surprised expression, as if he didn't expect the other party to turn his face so quickly, and this brazenness was so brazen that even a knife couldn't pierce it.

"But?" The dialect narrowed his eyes.

"I see, please punish me." Saito Guidie glared at the other party with his cheeks puffed out, and then spit out this sentence very dissatisfied, he knew that he would have stabbed the small knife into it just now.

Fang Yan ignored the other party's expression, directly grabbed the other party's small hand, pulled the other party to his side, pointed to his legs sitting together, and continued: "Get on your stomach." ”

"Get on your stomach?" Saito Guidie had some doubts in his heart, he didn't understand what the other party wanted to do, but his mobility was still as strong as usual, and he obediently obeyed the other party's wishes, and pressed his weight and soft body on the other party's legs.

"Good." Fang Yan nodded in satisfaction and continued, "You must be very confused about what I want to do, right?" ”

"Hmm." Saito Guidie turned his head awkwardly, glanced at the other party with a curious gaze out of the corner of his eye, and motioned for the other party to continue.

"In our East, there is a saying that filial piety comes out under the stick, although I am not your father, but my future wife will not even be able to honor her husband, and I will have a great headache."

Hearing the word stick, Saito Guidie seemed to remember some bad memories, his face suddenly turned a little pale, and his pupils showed a look of fear, no matter how she said she was just a child, the education method here was a little more arrogant than the Celestial Empire, even if she was a little precocious, she couldn't avoid these nightmares.

"But I can't bear to use a stick for a child like you, so don't worry." Fang Yan comforted as he pulled up the hem of the pajama-style kimono on the other party's body.

Immediately after, accompanied by a faint fragrance, the two petals of light, as attractive and upright little ass as peach were suddenly exposed to the air, shivering in the air like freezing.

As if frightened by the situation, Fang Yan was stunned, and subconsciously asked, "Gui Die, where is your fat time?" ”

"Who wears that thing when you sleep at night, will it affect your development?" Saito Guidie's face was almost dripping with shame, although the other party was her husband, she actually lifted her hem so unscrupulously, even if she felt very ashamed and surprised.

Besides, spanking or something, it's a completely unprepared humiliation, and the guy from Goemon is also there, so he'll definitely be snickering, and even my dad didn't beat him like that......

Syllable!

A crisp voice suddenly rang out.

"Whew!" Saito's thoughts were interrupted by the pain of an electric shock.

"yes, it looks like you're really working hard, but it doesn't matter." Fang Yan nodded approvingly, but the movements in his hand did not stop for half a minute because of the words, and Gao Yang's right hand still slapped down mercilessly.

"Brother, it hurts." Saito's eyes suddenly fogged up, and he said pitifully.

"If it doesn't hurt, there's no point, right?" Fang Yan replied as a matter of course, and raised his right hand again.

Bang bang bang.

At first, the little buttocks, which were still white and tender, immediately became pink and pink after a few clicks, and it was not lost at all to the little face that was almost ashamed and almost went to the ground.

"Okay, if you offend, it's better to only hit five times." Fang Yan said seriously, secretly glanced at the peach-colored steamed bun that had successfully transformed under his hands, and couldn't help but want to laugh in his heart, presumably this little girl will even have a pain when she walks tomorrow.

Hearing this, Saito Guidie's body trembled, and turned his head stiffly, his beautiful little face was already covered with tears, and he became the same as a little flower cat.

"Wow, I actually cried, I couldn't bear to be almost killed yesterday." The dialect smacked his tongue fiercely.

"Because, it really hurts." Saito Guidie bit his lip and didn't cry, and replied innocently: "Besides, if you are hunted down and killed, you are not injured, and it will not hurt." ”

"Are you afraid of pain? It's really ......" The dialect was speechless for a while, but this kind of contrasting weakness is also the other party's cuteness.

"Does it really hurt?" Fang Yan couldn't help but look at the other party's buttocks that had been badly repaired by himself, and couldn't help but wonder if he was too heavy, but he should have the strength to control it.

"Uh-huh." Saito nodded.

"I'm sorry about that." Fang Yan reluctantly apologized.

"Brother, blow it for me." Saito Guidie suddenly proposed.

"Huh." Fang Yan's expression stiffened suddenly.

"It might not hurt so much if you blow it." Saito Guidie said with a serious face.

"How could such a thing be done? A sucker! Fang Yan scolded angrily and refused without hesitation.

It's not a finger or knee injury or anything like that, it's a buttocks, blowing on the buttocks...... Dialects are just imagining, and it feels like it's too bad to describe in words, and that kind of thing can only be courageously summoned by real perverts.

"But it's really painful, spicy, and I've had a good time reflecting on it." Saito Guidie screamed again, and his tone was full of crying, which was a standard look like you would cry if you didn't do it.

"There's really no way to take you, just rub it, if it doesn't work, then there's no way, only call Goemon to come out and help you with medicine." Fang Yan stared at the pink little ass for a long time before he sighed and took a step back, pressing the bottom line within the range that he could accept.

"Okay......" Saito Guidie's eyes rolled slightly, agreed, and immediately turned around and obediently lay on the other party's lap, squinting his eyes, just like a customer in a massage parlor, but the narrowed pupils flashed with pride.

At this time, what Fang Yan was thinking in his mind was, if he made a move to push the door open, would he never be able to turn back?

Fang Yan looked at the other party's lying posture with a complicated expression and hesitated for a moment, and after considering the identity of the other party and the fact that this was only a supplement to his previous behavior, he swallowed his saliva stubbornly, and then stretched out his unconsciously stiff hand to the place that was caused by his own hand just now.

As if testing the water, Fang Yan gently poked it with his hand before he planned to put his hand down.

"Ahem!"

But at the moment of touching, Saito's exclamation scared both of them at the same time.

"What the hell?"

Fang Yan was stunned, and found that the voice did not come from the lower body at all, and the vision somehow darkened a lot, and the two looked up to see that Goemon was standing in front of them with his chest crossed, and his eyes staring at the two of them did not fluctuate at all, presumably the one hidden in the ninja's mask was also like this, as disgusted as eating cockroaches, especially the gaze that looked at him, it was simply a feeling of wanting to make up for Saito's return to the butterfly with a knife.

"Fang Yan, you're really going to touch it, right?" Goemon's eyes were cold, and there was no subdued sound echoing in the wooden room.

"Huh... When did you come to Goemon? Fang Yan swallowed his saliva, only to feel a nameless pressure only on his face, how did he hear the sound of the short knife coming out of the sheath just now, and he didn't know if it was because of the night, he seemed to see the pitch-black flames coming out from behind the other party, so black that it could almost completely wrap the delicate body.

Ever since Goemon's favorability was full,,I don't hide my thoughts anymore.,Although this is an improvement.,But the habit of always liking to hide still can't be broken.。