Chapter Seventy-Five: Concentration Doesn't Work
A moment later. When Han Ming came over again, he saw Feng Yu holding his hands on the ground, his legs were split apart, and his pretty face was flushed.
"Miss Yumo, I can't go down, my leg hurts, forget it!"
"No, I can't. ”
"Singing, playing the piano, painting, which one is not easy to learn, why should I learn to dance?" Feng Yu gritted his teeth in pain, and said secretly: That stinky man must have done it on purpose!
"Bastard!"
"Scolding Ben-sama again?"
Feng Yu's heart was shocked, and when he looked up, he saw Han Ming pressing his shoulder and pressing him hard.
"Ahh
Feng Yu was lying on the ground, feeling as if the root of his thigh had been torn apart, he gasped in pain, and a few words floated through his mind: What a......
"Xiao Se, the way you walk, I don't know, I think Master Ben has done something to you. Han Ming looked at Feng Yu, who was limping and walking, and the corners of his lips hooked up with a vague smile.
Feng Yu lowered his head, and he had already scolded Han Ming hundreds of times in his heart.
"If you don't speak, are you scolding Lord Ben?"
Feng Yu gritted his teeth and said with a smile on his face: "How dare I scold adults?" I was thinking, now that I am injured and can't learn to dance, should I change to something else. ”
"No, this injury will heal soon. ”
Hmph, to put it lightly, it's not that it hurts you anyway. Feng Yu secretly rolled his eyes, and before he could take it back, he was picked up by Han Ming.
"What are you doing?"
"Go back to the house and give you medicine. ”
"Medication, I'll do it myself!"
"No!" Han Ming said, went straight to the bedroom, and threw Feng Yu on the bed.
"Ahh
"Xiao Se, what you said ......" Han Ming raised his eyebrows, "It's going to be misunderstood again." ”
"It's just the two of us here, who could misunderstand?"
"Lord Ben. ”
"You ......" Feng Yu glared at Han Ming, he really wanted to scold and beat people.
Han Ming hooked his lips and took out a small purple porcelain bottle from his waist: "Take off your pants." ”
Feng Yu subconsciously tightened his pants: "I don't!"
"Really...... I have to let Ben-sama do it. ”
Before the words fell, Feng Yu felt that he couldn't move.
"What did you do to me?"
"Immobilization. Han Ming hooked his lips and directly ripped off Feng Yu's pants, "Don't worry, Lord Ben is just rubbing medicine for you." ”
Feng Yu's face turned red, and he said hurriedly: "No, I'll come by myself, I'll ......"
"No matter how wordy it is, Lord Ben is not just rubbing medicine. ”
Feng Yu had to shut up. The warm fingertips wander between the legs with a touch of coolness, and there is a feeling of itching. Feng Yu trembled slightly, inexplicably thinking of the incident the night before, and suddenly a strange feeling rose from the bottom of his heart, and his lower body actually reacted.
"Xiao Se, what are you...... Want it?" Han Ming raised his eyebrows and smiled.
Feng Yu was embarrassed and stammered: "This is, a positive, normal reaction, anyone will be like this." ”
"Ben-sama won't, don't believe you try?"
...... "I'm not a pervert!"
"Xiao Se, your concentration is so poor, Lord Ben is really afraid that you will be teased by King An a few times, and you will forget who you are, so you will recruit Lord Ben. ”
"He won't bully people like you!" Feng Yu said and really wanted to bite his tongue.
"Oh?" Han Ming narrowed his eyes and gradually approached Feng Yu, "Do you know who King An is?"
"Uh...... I've heard people say that King An is only Princess An, and that must not be lustful. ”
"Hmph, Lord Ben hasn't married a wife yet, don't you still think Lord Ben is sexual?"
"It's because you haven't married a wife, and you have nowhere to get fire, so you are colorful!" Feng Yu said casually, and when he saw Han Ming looking at him fixedly, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
"You did warn Lord Ben. Han Ming thought thoughtfully, "That's it, when you come back from King An's Mansion, Lord Ben will marry you." ”
What the hell? Feng Yu was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, he heard Han Ming's voice "Now take some gifts first", and then covered his lips.
Feng Yu couldn't move, and glared angrily: K, you big pervert wait for me, wait for me when I get to my eldest brother, and ask my eldest brother to beat you all over the ground looking for teeth!
Suddenly, his lower body was gently held, and Feng Yu's heart tightened.
"Are you scared?"
Feng Yu pursed his lips and did not answer.
"That's it, Lord Ben still has something to do, so I'll let you go this time. ”
When Feng Yu heard this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
......
After lunch, Feng Yu was forced to learn to dance again. After a few times, Feng Yu only felt that his back was sore and his legs were numb, and he was paralyzed on the ground and didn't want to move.
"Miss Yumo, can I not learn such soft movements? ”
"Isn't a woman's dance to be feminine?"
I'm not a woman!" Feng Yu pouted: "Everyone jumps like this, what can be interesting? Besides, in such a short time, I'm afraid I won't even be able to learn these simple movements you taught." So, we should take a different approach. ”
"What's the way?"
......
It was getting late, Feng Yu was tired and lay on the bed, not wanting to move for a moment.
"How's it going?"
Feng Yu glanced at Han Ming and spit out two words: "It's okay." ”
"Let's go, Lord Ben will take you somewhere. ”
"Where?"
"Yixiang Building. ”
Feng Yu was stunned: That's not ......
"What are you doing there? I'm not going!"
"Your concentration is so poor, you can't practice?" Han Ming said, directly carrying Feng Yu away.
At night, Yixianglou is still as lively as ever. Han Ming took Feng Yu straight to the private room on the top floor, where someone was already waiting.
"Childe sit down, and the girls will arrive soon. ”
"Hmm. ”
Girl...... Feng Yu glanced at Han Ming, how girly is this guy?
Not long after, seven or eight beautifully dressed women rushed in, and Feng Yu was dazzled.
"The slave family has seen two sons. ”
"Serve him well tonight. Han Ming pointed at Feng Yu, "This son doesn't need it. ”
"I don't need to!"
"He doesn't count, go ahead. ”
"Yes. ”
Feng Yu only felt a flower in front of him, and he was directly submerged in the fat powder.
"Childe drinking. ”
"Childe eats a piece of fruit. ”
"The slave family pinched your shoulder. ”
"The slave will thump your legs. ”
"Enough is enough, stop!Ah, whose saliva rubs my face?!" Feng Yu violently pushed away the women, got up and yelled while wiping his face, "Let me go! I don't want you to serve!"
The women looked at Han Ming, saw Han Ming waving his hand, and left one after another.
"Don't like it?"
"I don't like it!"
"And what do you like?"
"I like ......" Feng Yu slammed suddenly, a figure appeared in his mind, and then his eyes dimmed slightly, "I don't like anything!"
"So, you don't like women?"
"Can't you?"
"Yes, Lady Ben is not a woman anyway. Han Ming raised his eyebrows lightly and took a sip of tea, "However, Lord Ben remembers, you said yesterday that you dreamed of a beautiful woman and took Lord Ben as her, but why don't you like women now?"
"Uh...... Who knows for sure what happened in my dreams? I used to dream that I liked a pig and slept with it. Feng Yu secretly glanced at Han Ming as he spoke, this reason shouldn't be, right?
"Xiao Se, do you think Lord Ben will believe this?" Han Ming sneered, got up and walked towards Feng Yu.
Feng Yu tugged at the corners of his mouth and stepped back silently: "Of course, I'm telling the truth." ”
"Are you stupid to be Lord Ben?" Han Ming leaned forward and directly pressed Feng Yu down on the bed.