"Hmph! I'm not young!" This time, I was more feminine, with a similar expression, and a more similar expression. I was showing off while talking. Not to mention that his breasts were indeed plump than ordinary people. But it's not good for boys to have a plump breast.

Liang Yong thought to himself, but didn't say it, and saw that he was a little angry. Then he was angry that he was not good. After all, he had saved him just now. He was strange that his voice sounded a little familiar, and he couldn't remember who it was. Liang Yong didn't say anything else. He picked up the roses and followed him.

"Where did you come from these flowers?" Seeing that Liang Yong didn't speak, he couldn't help asking. He seemed to have a little yearning in his tone.

"I bought it on the street." Liang Yong did not say in detail about the difficulty of buying flowers. If Ying'er asked, she could say it more detailed and show her painstaking efforts for her. Now when talking to outsiders, it makes people laugh at her. Men almost died for women, and they seemed a little stupid to say it.

"What are you doing? Give me a gift?"

"kindness!"

"Who are you giving it to?"

"My girlfriend!"

"Who is she? What's her name?" He asked in his tone with some anticipation, with emotional fluctuations.

"Hehe... you don't know each other." Liang Yong said a little embarrassedly.

"The big man Niu Niu is pinching, tell me quickly!"

"She is called Ying'er!" Liang Yong felt a little guilty. After all, this was just his wishful thinking. He treated Ying'er as his girlfriend, as if he had never said anything to her. People don't have an ideal impression of him. Can he be considered a girlfriend?

"Hmph! Bad guy! Hooligan..." He snorted, muttering in his low voice, his eyes were full of resentment. It was just that he was in front of Liang Yong. Liang Yong could not see his eyes.

"What did you say?" Liang Yong asked in a question as if he was a swearing person.

"Nothing? She won't like the flowers you gave."

"Oh! How do you know she doesn't like it? Why?" Liang Yong asked nervously when he heard that Ying'er didn't like roses. It was related to Ying'er, so he was a little nervous.

"No, why? I don't like it if I don't like it."

"What a crooked truth? Do you know Ying'er and are you very familiar with her?" Liang Yong continued to ask without giving up. He did not miss any channels to inquire about Ying'er's news. If he knew Ying'er, it would be good to know Ying'er more from him.

It seems that he is not an ordinary servant, but also a person with great supernatural powers.

"Hmph!" He turned his head, pouted his mouth and snorted, too lazy to answer Liang Yong. The meaning was very obvious. His relationship with Ying'er was not ordinary, so there was no need to tell Liang Yong.

When the hot face met the cold butt, Liang Yong asked for advice for a long time without getting the result he wanted. He had no choice but to keep his mouth from growing on others, and he had no choice but to shut up and follow him.

After twisting and twisting through several rooms, Liang Yong was taken to an indoor pool. Half of his elder brother stopped by the pool and looked at Liang Yong to signal him to take a shower.

This is a bathroom, it is not even a swimming pool. It is just a water-laden house surrounded by a house. Fortunately, the water-laden water is good, clear and the bottom of the pond is covered with thick fine sand, which is very original.

Along the way, this place is not like a home place. Each room is a natural environment with a unique beauty.

"How to wash this?" Liang Yong stood by the pool, holding his shoulders with his hands. The gap between reality and imagination was too big, and he couldn't adapt for a while.

"How else do you want to wash it? Just have water!" With a hint of fun, he asked Liang Yong.

There was no high expectations at other people's house, so Liang Yong still had no choice but to ask. He stopped asking and walked into the pool alone to clean his body. After a bloody battle, his body was already a mess, full of blood and dirt.

He first soaked in the water with the alloy armor for a few minutes to clean the dirt on the surface. Several wounds on his body were scabbed and repaired, and his body had amazing repair ability. He had recovered 50% or 60% after just resting for a few minutes. After being soaked by water, his body naturally relaxed and a sense of fatigue came. Liang used a bluestone slab exposed to the water by the pool, rested his head on it, and squinted his eyes to rest.

There was no sound of the enemy's shouting and killing outside. It should have been blocked by the room's protective system and lost Liang Yong's figure. Knowing that today's action failed, he chose to retreat.

After Liang relaxed his spirit, he gradually fell asleep in the water. After the fierce battle, the body naturally chose rest to repair the body. Deep sleep was more suitable for mental recovery.

...

The old man first observed Liang Yong next to him, but he couldn't hide his excitement while expecting it. Unexpectedly, Liang Yong was taking a bath in his clothes, and had no idea. Finally, he lay down by the pool and fell asleep.

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, he began to be impatient. He stomped his feet and was about to wake Liang Yong up. When he rushed to Liang Yong's side, he suddenly stopped again. His expression was complicated, and he was full of care in his anger, and he was heartbroken for Liang Yong's injuries. Although Liang Yong's body wounds were scabbed, several blood holes that penetrated through the palms of his hands had not recovered so quickly. When he was raised on the water, he could still see the bright red muscles in the blood hole, and blood water was oozing...

He stood for a few minutes, stomped his feet and walked out of the room again. When he came back, he held the medicine gauze for healing in his hand, and lay clumsyly into the pool to help Liang wrap the wound on his hand.

His healing method was so poor. He had tried several times, but he still didn't apply good medicine to Liang Yong's palm. Instead, he used pointed tweezers to stab Liang Yong's wound a few times, and the bleeding increased. Liang Yong's sleeping brows were instinctively frowned a few times. Although it was painful, he still did not wake Liang Yong up from his deep sleep. He was too tired.

Seeing that Liang Yong's wound was bleeding more, he became anxious and even more busy. He made Liang Yong's blood stains all over his body, but in the end he couldn't hold Liang's blood hole tightly with his little hands to press and stop the bleeding.

I don’t know if it was his proper method or Liang’s self-repair and protection ability. After pressing Liang’s palm for a few minutes, the blood stopped. He easily opened Liang’s palm and began to slowly wrap the medicine slowly. I think he had never done anything so carefully in his life. After working hard for nearly an hour, he finally wrapped the two palms of Liang. Although he looked a little ugly and his palms had been wrapped into over-fermented steamed buns, he finally completed his debut work in his life.
Chapter completed!