Chapter 64: Decompressing the artifact

had a peaceful night.

The bed underneath was hard and harsh. Although Su Mingjue felt uncomfortable sleeping at night, she still fell asleep in a daze because she was too tired after a busy day.

The next morning, Su Xiaoliu drove over from Mingyuan in a carriage early in the morning, looking anxious.

This is the first time that the young master has left his care. I don’t know how he slept.

The bed in the temple is not as hard as his own. It may be harder. His young master has a delicate body. I am afraid that he will be reddened after sleeping. mark.

The carriage went east from Jing'an Street, passed the city gate, and arrived at the eastern suburbs, stopping in front of Wenchang Temple.

Su Xiaoliu got off the carriage and knocked on the small door of Wenchang Temple. After explaining his purpose to the little sweeping novice, he allowed him to lead him to the door of Su Mingjue's room.

After thanking the novice, Su Xiaoliu opened the door without much thought.

You must know that his young master has never had the consciousness to get up on his own. Instead of trying to wake him up by tearing his throat outside the door, it is better to go in and wake him up.

Therefore, Su Xiaoliu didn't think much, and Hui didn't report anything at the door, just opened the door and barged in.

"Master—"

"Xiao Liu, come..."

Before Su Xiaoliu could finish his words, he was surprised to find that there were nearly six people of different sizes lying on this small square couch.

Moreover, the posture looked quite strange, and Su Xiaoliu had to show a strange expression.

I saw that his young master was disheveled and sleeping heavily. His eyelashes were like fluttering butterflies. Most of his body was almost lying on the chest of a man next to him, while his legs were hanging on another man wearing a black robe. At the person's neck, Su Xiaoliu gasped after seeing the face of the man in black clothes. He was Mr. Lu, known as the "Beauty King of Hell".

Not to mention, his young master's hand also reached out to the face of the other side, Young Master Rong, who looked like a fairy, and from time to time he stretched out his hand to rub the other person's cheek.

Even Mr. Meng, his young master, whom he hated the most, did not let go. Perhaps because of the excessive rolling movements, his socks had already fallen off, revealing a pair of white and slender feet, with round and pink toes lazily rolling around. Putting it on the other person's arm, it was slightly pink.

Fortunately, the youngest one, his young master, still has no conscience at all.

But that young man was really surprised. While everyone else was sleeping neatly on the bed, he was the only one sleeping curled up on the round table nearby, and he didn't feel uncomfortable.

He looked quite pitiful when he was alone.

This horrifying scene made Su Xiaoliu hesitate for a while, whether to wake up his young master or not.

It would be too embarrassing not to wake me up, but it would be really embarrassing and embarrassing to wake me up.

Several handsome men with outstanding looks were lying on the couch with loose clothes and wide waistbands. They were really very fragrant.

Among the group of people, Rong Zheng was the first to wake up. When he saw that his face was being rubbed, the expression on his face did not change much. After calmly taking his hands away from his face, he even took them out of his arms. He took out a colorful rope and tied it around the other party's jade-white left wrist, then calmly arranged his clothes and got up.

Even when he got out of bed and saw Su Xiaoliu, there was no embarrassment on his face.

Instead, Su Xiaoliu was embarrassed and said in a low voice: "Mr. Rong, okay."

Rong Zheng nodded slightly, and then said: "Your young master has a slight injury on his shoulder. You should be more careful when bathing. Don't exercise."

After Su Xiaoliu said "ok", Rong Zheng left the small square room.

After Su Xiaoliu saw the person leaving, he covered his chest with embarrassment. This feeling was really uncomfortable.

Thinking that there were four people on the bed, he immediately didn't want to do it again.

His master was sleeping deeply, and I was afraid that ordinary methods would not be able to wake him up. After much deliberation, he could only use a "unique secret".

After making up his mind, he walked to Su Mingjue and stretched out his hands to scratch his master's creaks.

His young master has a sensitive body, and even the slightest touch will make him extremely itchy. In the past, he would wake up quickly after being tickled like this.

Su Mingjue was sleeping soundly in his dream. Suddenly he felt an itching sensation in his creaking nest. He guessed it was caused by Su Xiaoliu. He immediately dodged left and right, smiling and angrily saying: "Xiaoliu, don't make trouble, let me sleep again." Yes."

Su Xiaoliu ignored his master's words. At this moment, he wanted to wake up his young master as soon as possible and serve him before the other four woke up to avoid embarrassment.

Su Mingjue was so disturbed by the tickling that she rolled over subconsciously and moved her hands from top to bottom.

With this rolling, his lips accidentally touched Lu Shaoyu's lips, and his hand seemed to have caught something.

He was still asleep and didn't feel anything different at all. He only felt something soft near his mouth, and he licked it subconsciously.

The thing in his hand feels springy and soft, a bit like the modern anti-stress tool he keeps at home.

Moreover, this decompression tool feels quite realistic when played, and its resilience is particularly good.

Lu Shaoyu felt as if something was biting him by his mouth, and there was a feeling in his body unconsciously.

For a moment he felt something was not right, and he woke up faintly. What he saw was a fair and tender face, with eyelashes like fans, and rouge-colored lips covering his lips, opening and closing up and down, as if Still trying to walk in.

He looked dazed for a moment, and felt a piece of softness, like fine silk, sliding over his lips, silky and comfortable.

He was heavy-hearted and was about to push the person away from him, but suddenly he felt his body tighten, and something was moving around on his body, even pinching and pulling boldly.

Lu Shaoyu looked stunned again. He did not expect to encounter such a situation so early in the morning.

Su Xiaoliu saw that his young master was not only not awakened by him, but was going astray more and more, and it was even more difficult to look at him directly.

He covered his face and did not dare to look down.

His young master...when did he become so anxious?

His expression changed slightly and he said to himself: He was even doing this in his dreams.

Lu Shaoyu remained calm for a while, then calmly pushed the person away from him. After his body responded, he straightened his clothes and got out of bed.

When he raised his eyes, he saw a man who looked like a servant standing next to the bed. He recognized it as Su Mingjue's personal servant and warned him in a hoarse voice: "Your master's shoulder is injured, remember to apply some medicine to him. "

Having just encountered an embarrassing scene, the other party was a high-ranking official. Naturally, Su Xiaoliu did not dare to look up too much, so he could only blush and nodded.

Lu Shaoyu only thought that this person was shy and didn't pay much attention to him. He turned around and walked to the table, pushed Lu Shaoqing's back with his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Lu Shaoqing, wake up, get up."

Lu Shaoqing was sleeping . Drowsily, he suddenly heard a stern voice, and he woke up instantly, "Brother, what's wrong?"

Lu Shaoyu squinted his eyes, "Get up and go back home early to wash up."

Lu Shaoqing responded obediently and obediently. : "Oh, okay, bro."