Young Master Ben's singing, is it so ugly?

Zhao Yan, who was severely hit by the tsundere system Aina, felt that he would not be able to sing loudly in the future.

"Lan Yue, tell me honestly, is it really hard for me to sing, young master?"

So as soon as he thought of this incident, Zhao Yan became very melancholy, and he asked the Yuren singer who was temporarily arrested to help him take a bath and rub his back.

There is no way, the little maid Xia Hua was called by Sister Xinyue, and I don't know what Lu Dao helped to do, so there was no way to help Zhao Yan take a bath and rub her back to fulfill her duty as a personal maid.

And Zhao Yan, because he has already adapted to the life of a corrupt gentleman, has degenerated into a handicapped person who can't take a bath by himself.

Of course, Zhao Yan is really not corrupt and degenerate, but he was hit by the system just now, he took three more followers, and practiced the white crow swordsmanship for almost an hour, and now he is really in a state of exhaustion, and he is not even willing to move his fingers anymore.

"Second Young Master, do you really have to tell the truth?"

Lan Yue stood behind Zhao Yan, massaging Zhao Yan's shoulders, which were already a lot thicker and stronger, and asked rhetorically after hearing this.

"Okay, Lan Yue, you don't need to say it, I think I already know the answer. ”

Zhao Yan sighed, and he became even more depressed—could it be that Young Master Ben's singing voice was really hard to hear a realm?

Although Lan Yue couldn't see Zhao Yan's melancholy expression because she was standing behind her, Zhao Yan's sad words were enough to make the corners of her mouth curl up into an almost perfect good-looking arc.

"Second Young Master, haven't you made any new songs recently?"

Lan Yue finished the shoulder massage and ran her slender fingers across Zhao Yan's already broad back. Then I picked up a towel and wiped it carefully.

The training that the feather singer must receive before her debut is not only singing, but also includes various ways to please and serve the owner, including using various postures...... Turning upside down in bed.

"Second Young Master, the slave wants to talk to you about something. ”

Lan Yue naturally began to massage Zhao Yan's temples, and the repeated training she had carried out under the pressure of the whip made her unconsciously use her full breasts against the back of Zhao Yan's head.

It's just that Zhao Yan didn't react in any way.

"Second young master, are you listening to the slave?"

Lan Yue asked again.

Unfortunately, Zhao Yan still had no reaction.

"Second Young Master?"

Lan Yue cautiously poked her head out and looked at Zhao Yan's face from the side. only to find that Zhao Yan had fallen asleep.

"Second Young Master. Lan Yue adjusted her posture as slowly as possible, and began to gently massage Zhao Yan's temples again: "Actually, the slave wants to say, Second Young Master, your singing is not unpleasant at all. ”

......

"How long did I sleep?"

Zhao Yan was confused for a short while, and then finally remembered that he seemed to be taking a bath. Fell asleep unconsciously.

But now, Zhao Yan found himself lying on a comfortable bed. There is even incense burning around him for soothing the nerves.

The best time. There is actually a cool breeze with a faint fragrance, which does not stop blowing.

"Second Young Master, are you awake, how did you sleep? You slept for almost two hours. ”

The voice of the feather singer sounded from Zhao Yan's side.

Turning his head to look, Zhao Yan saw Lan Yue's black wings half-opened, flapping softly one by one.

Where would Zhao Yan not guess, blowing his cool breeze. It was made by Lan Yue with half-open black wings.

"Thank you, Lan Yue. Zhao Yan stretched his waist, turned over and sat up: "I actually slept for two hours for so long!"

"This is what a slave and maid should do, the second young master has been busy recently and has no time to listen to the slave and maid sing, what the slave and maid can do is to let the second young master you. Take a nap to relieve exhaustion. ”

Lan Yue shook her head slightly at Zhao Yan, she didn't feel that she had done anything meritorious.

Lan Yue herself knows very well that since the day she was bought by the county lord of Zixuan and then forcibly given to Zhao Yan, Zhao Yan has treated her very well.

Although Lan Yue is a feather person, her heart is also fleshy, and she clearly knows how ...... she is compared to other feather people singers Fortunate.

Zhao Yan, the master, is different from all the other masters, he is not tolerant of his subordinates, he seems to not care in his heart, and the other masters are extremely concerned about in their bones, the chasm-like order of respect and inferiority between master and servant.

"That's why Young Master Ben wants to say, thank you for your hard work. ”

Zhao Yan actually knew what Lan Yue thought, but where would he care about such a small thing, but would only return one yard to another.

Shouldn't you be grateful for the unexpected quality service?

"What is there to eat, Lan Yue, Young Master Ben is so hungry that he can't get out of bed! Ah, what's the little girl in Xia Hua?"

Zhao Yan touched his stomach and jumped off the bed.

"Second young master, wait a minute, the slave maid will go and bring the food over, Sister Xia Hua hasn't come back yet, maybe it's because Miss Xinyue's affairs are not finished yet." ”

After leaving such words, Lan Yue hurriedly walked out of the carriage where Zhao Yan was sleeping and went to serve food to Zhao Yan.

The space of the carriage was only so large, and Zhao Yan was sleeping soundly before, so in order not to let the taste of food stimulate Zhao Yan, Lan Yue did not put what he ate in the carriage.

"Haven't finished yet, it seems that Sister Xinyue should be doing some important medical experiment, huh...... Young Master Ben will have to go over to visit the class later. ”

Zhao Yan muttered to himself, and then put on his clothes a little clumsily-without the little maid Xiahua, Zhao Yan not only couldn't take a good bath, but even put on clothes.

If you have to count it, in fact, since the crossing, Zhao Yan really hasn't worn clothes other than underwear, and every time it is brought by the little maid Xia Hua.

"Hey, depraved and depraved, life is really from frugality to luxury. ”

So while getting dressed, Zhao Yan sat with deep self-criticism.

Of course, self-criticism is one thing, and whether to change it or not is another, basically...... Zhao Yan has no idea of going from luxury to simplicity in the short term.

Before Zhao Yan could put on his clothes, Lan Yue had already served a sumptuous amount of food, and bowed down and walked into the carriage. Seeing that Zhao Yan was laboriously and clumsily dressing, she hurriedly put down the food to help.

At this time, Zhao Yan suddenly remembered a serious question!

I went, when Master Ben took a bath, he was clean and slippery, but when he got up just now, he was wearing underwear, doesn't this mean......

"That, that Lan Yue, who moved me from the bathtub to the bed?"

Zhao Yan's eyes rolled, nervously waiting for Lan Yue's answer. He felt that this issue was very important.

"Of course it's a slave?" Lan Yue lowered her head and helped Zhao Yan sort out her clothes: "Second Young Master, your body is really still a little weak, you have to make up for your body, otherwise I am afraid that you will not be able to hold it in the future." ”

Hey, Lan Yue, you make it clear to Young Master Ben. The body is really still a little weak, and it is necessary to make up for the body. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it up in the future...... What exactly does that mean!?

You're slandering, okay. Young Master Ben's capital is already so strong, it is already at the level of a cannon in the world, okay!

Also, Master Ben is only 16 years old now!

16 years old means that Master Ben still has unlimited growth possibilities!

Zhao Yan's mouth opened a few times in a row, he really wanted to shout these words out loud. It's just the end ...... Sure enough, he still didn't say anything.

"Second Young Master, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you, why are you so weird?"

As soon as Lan Yue looked up, she saw Zhao Yan's indignant expression that was about to be injured. He asked in surprise.

"It's nothing, Young Master Ben has nothing to do!"

Zhao Yan replied sullenly, and then turned his grief and anger into food-

Replenish your body, right?

I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it in the future, right?

Lan Yue, Lan Yue, one day the Japanese young master will definitely ask you to pay for these reckless words, absolutely!

The more Zhao Yan ate, the more fragrant it became.

Then, the untimely spoiler stabbed out obliquely.

The person who came was none other than Chang Kaishen, who was sent by Zhao Yan to supervise the storytelling conference.

"Yan Shao is not good! Oh no! Something big is going to happen, Yan Shao!"

Chang Kaishen, who was covered in sweat, was already shouting loudly before he ran to him.

"Shut up - Young Master Ben is very good! Young Master Ben is in good health now, so it's fragrant to eat!"

Zhao Yan's name is hateful, he feels that since he obtained the White Crow Sword Technique yesterday, his good luck has been consumed, and now he is simply at a low ebb in his life.

"Say, what's going on?"

With even more nonsense sadness, Zhao Yan opened the curtain of the carriage, so that the image of the winner of life who was eating food and drinking wine, and there was a beautiful and charming feather singer behind him, was unreservedly displayed in front of Chang Kaishen, who was sweating profusely.

"Yan Shao, go to the storytelling conference and take a look! God knows what's going on, I'm afraid that there are two or three percent of the people in the Yellow Dragon City forty miles away, and they all came to the ten-mile slope to see the excitement, and now in the curtain of the big drying barn, the people are already crowded and about to die, but the people outside are still desperately squeezing in! The status of the little ones is too low, and those people don't listen to the little ones at all......

Chang Kaishen knew Zhao Yan's temper, so he didn't say good but useless nonsense, but directly told about the big crisis he was facing that could not be solved.

No, it's only the second day, even if the people from Huanglong City get the news, they don't know that Hulala is coming, right?

We were carefully selected, so we chose such a distance that is not far away, and this storytelling conference was held?

After listening to Chang Kaishen's clear explanation, Zhao Yan also felt quite strange, because this situation was too different from his prediction.

But obviously, even if Chang Kaishen is a little exaggerated, he will never be completely lying, so most of the things are just like what he said, and they are really overcrowded.

If this disorder continues, the people who can't get enough to come and watch will riot for one reason or another...... But there's no way to end it.

Well, if the riot is not riotous, Zhao Yan actually doesn't care too much, what he is thinking about now is that he must let himself hold this storytelling conference with great difficulty, so as not to become a laughing stock because of such a funny reason.

"Big Saint Brother! Big Saint Brother! Sun Tianyang! Sun Tianyang! Hurry up and come out to Young Master Ben!"

Zhao Yan pulled his throat and shouted the name of Sun Tianyang, the current number one gold medal fighter under his command.

"Master, what are you doing with my grandson?"

Sun Tianyang jumped from a big tree.

Today's Sun Tianyang is not only wearing a mighty improved tiger skin battle skirt, but also has a golden golden hoop on his head, and he also holds an iron rod with the thickness of an adult's arm in one hand, black and thick with the five characters of "Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick".

Yes, there will be people shouting in shock, isn't this Monkey King on the road to learn scriptures?

In fact, Sun Tianyang is now a hopeless brain fan of Monkey King in "Journey to the West", he consciously and voluntarily took the initiative to beg Zhao Yan, found a rural non-mainstream blacksmith, and helped him create the golden hoop and the Ruyi golden hoop stick.

In this regard, Zhao Yan is happy to see it.

The only thing that made Zhao Yan unhappy was that he didn't know which nerve Sun Tianyang had made a mistake, and he no longer called him Yan Shao when he died, but replaced him with "master".

Nima, isn't Sun Monkey's master Elder Tang riding a white horse?

Don't do it!

But now, Zhao Yan has no time to correct Sun Tianyang.

"Don't ask what to do, just go with Master Ben!" (To be continued......)