Two hours later, after drinking and eating, everyone returned to Weiwo Gang.

At this time, Zhang Yifeng returned to his room. He was about to close the door. Luo Ziyi walked towards him with a basin of water. "Master...Master, I'll give you a wash water." Luo Ziyi spoke hesitantly, as if she was not used to it. But in the end she said this.

Zhang Yifeng said at the time: "No need. I don't even wash my face."

"Then soak your feet later, I'll give you hot water." Luo Ziyi spoke again, as if she had regarded herself as a female slave.

"No need to bother with this."

"No trouble, my maid washes my feet every day. It's really more comfortable to soak my feet in hot water."

Zhang Yifeng covered his head and said, "Since you insist, then you can do it."

"Okay, I'll go back and get the foot basin now."

"No, I have it in my room, right in the bathroom."

"good."

Luo Ziyi nodded and entered Zhang Yifeng's room.

Zhang Yifeng originally wanted to continue to consolidate his cultivation or comprehend the formation, but since Luo Ziyi wanted to wash his feet, let's wash it.

To be honest, Zhang Yifeng is also a normal man. A lady like Luo Ziyi, who was once arrogant, suddenly became his female slave, serving him tea and water, washing his face and feet. This violent sensory conflict still made him feel very happy.

Let me ask the men in the world, who do not want to turn those "queen" who are usually arrogant and become their own female slaves and make them surrender to them?

Unfortunately, ideals are beautiful, reality is cruel. There are only a handful of people who can make the queen call you master.

It was actually quite enjoyable to ask Luo Ziyi to wash her feet. This is the treatment he should have.

It just so happened that Zhang Yifeng hadn't washed his feet for several months. Although cultivators would not have odor in their feet, they should indeed wash them.

At this time, Luo Ziyi held a basin of foot washing water, gritted her teeth, and walked towards Zhang Yifeng shyly.

As she grew up, only others have always served her. This is the first time she has served others. Luo Ziyi is naturally a little nervous inside.

The more nervous Luo Ziyi was, the more Zhang Yifeng enjoyed it. The man's sense of dignity and glory were instantly bursting. This is the treatment that a real man should have.

But unfortunately, Zhang Yifeng's sense of glory was quickly extinguished by the hot hot water.

Luo Ziyi was not a little nervous, but very nervous. She had just arrived next to Zhang Yifeng and her feet suddenly staggered. Although she did not fall, the basin of water in her hand was directly pressed on Zhang Yifeng's forehead.

A basin of hot water poured on his head and directly poured Zhang Yifeng into a chicken with soup.

"That, I'm sorry!"

Luo Ziyi was panicked at that time. In fact, she wanted to laugh a little, but she didn't dare to laugh. After all, she was really unintentional and didn't want to take revenge on Zhang Yifeng.

Luo Ziyi took the basin off Zhang Yifeng's head, and then wiped Zhang Yifeng's body with a towel.

Zhang Yifeng was wearing very thin clothes, her clothes were white, and her pants were also white.

After being soaked in water, the clothes and pants were tightly pressed against Zhang Yifeng's body, and it became transparent.

Through her clothes, Luo Ziyi could clearly see Zhang Yifeng's well-developed chest muscles.

Luo Ziyi's heart actually started to be beating slightly, but she was still more embarrassed. Her hands rubbed Zhang Yifeng's body.

This proud lady not only blushed, but even her neck turned red, but she was still cold and arrogant at the time.

"Ahem, okay, don't wipe it anymore, I'll do it myself."

Zhang Yifeng finally spoke. Not only did she feel uncomfortable, but he also felt a little uncomfortable.

He stood up and directly used the fire-attribute spiritual energy, steamed his clothes and even his hair.

"I'll give you another basin of water."

Luo Ziyi spoke embarrassedly. She thought it was easy to be a female slave, but now she realized that it was still a bit difficult.

"No need, go back to your room. I'm ready to practice."

"No, I have to wash your feet."

Luo Ziyi gritted her teeth and spoke, and she went to fill the water again.

Fortunately, this time she did not splash water on Zhang Yifeng's face and successfully placed it at Zhang Yifeng's feet. Then she took off Zhang Yifeng's shoes and socks.

Although his face looked desperate, he still gritted his teeth and completed this series of movements. Finally, he successfully placed Zhang Yifeng's feet in the basin.

Next, Luo Ziyi used her jade hands to wash Zhang Yifeng's feet.

Her movements and strength were a little unfamiliar, but Zhang Yifeng still felt very enjoyable. What he enjoyed was not the other party's technique, but the other party's huge identity changes.

Although some episodes happened, I could still wash my feet beautifully.

After washing his feet, Zhang Yifeng suddenly spoke, "By the way, you can take my clothes to wash."

"Doing clothes?" Luo Ziyi was stunned at first, then nodded and said, "Okay. You will still be in this bamboo frame later. I'll come over to pick it up later."

As he said that, Luo Ziyi held the basin and went back to the bathroom. After entering, Luo Ziyi immediately closed the door of the bathroom and leaned against the wall, her heart pounding.

"Luo Ziyi, what are you doing? You are actually washing someone else's feet!"

She clenched her fists, feeling very uncomfortable. A tear fell quietly in her eyes.

Finally, she squatted in the bathroom, buried her head and started crying quietly.

In the past, the more proud I was, now I felt so wronged and sad.

She really wanted to say that I quit, but now I'm running away at the last minute, what's the point?

Since she decided to be his female slave, she had to grit her teeth and persevere. All of this was ultimately what she asked for.

In her heart, she hated Zhang Yifeng. But at the same time, she also hated herself.

In the room, Zhang Yifeng frowned and then put away his spiritual sense. Luo Ziyi's behavior was seen by him, and he sighed a little.

Although Luo Ziyi was a little arrogant and cold, what was wrong with her in fact?

At that time, Zhang Yifeng had nothing. It was natural that she looked down on Zhang Yifeng when she was arrogant.
Chapter completed!