It's not the protagonist, what does it matter if you are trapped in the Shura field

Chapter 311 Smell of me, Mrs. Vermeer!
"That... I have an idea."

After being carefully relieved for a while, Vermeer suddenly said.

Although...not so serious all the time, poking her or pinching her from time to time, and then looking up at her reaction badly...

"what idea."

Seeing the girl sitting there with her legs bent and slender like a work of art, Luo Wei gently supported it with her hands.

Vermeer got up.

"Well, you lie down first,"

After being supported by her to lie down, the girl went down to her dressing table in small steps, where she began to tinker with something.

In this atmosphere, the back view that can be imagined freely, the long dark golden hair gently draped behind the waist, accompanied by her slight movements, make people feel comfortable.

Vermeer seemed to be very interested, humming some pleasant little thoughts.

"La ~ la la ~ la la ~"

Luo Wei put his hands behind his head and looked at it like this. In fact, it has nothing to do with what she wants to do, but the girl puts her mind on him. This feeling is very enjoyable.

When a girl always cuts your hair, trims your eyebrows, and puts on some skin care products that she thinks are comfortable, I am afraid that Luo Wei will never tire of this small interaction.

It can be seen that she also likes to spend time with him like this.

Vermeer came back with a whole basket in her arms. She put it aside, and seemed to be planning what to do next in her mind, showing anticipation.

Luo Wei glanced at it, and there were various herbs, semi-finished ointments, prepared water and lotion, sea salt and bath mud, and so on.Together with the mortar and other tools, a basket was densely piled up.

And of course, honey.

"Well...you get up first."

Luo Wei got out of the way, and Vermeer pulled a blanket under it, and then couldn't wait to pat him to let him lie down again.

Seeing this posture as if he was going to bathe him on the bed, Luo Wei sighed and lay down.

"Um... that... the clothes..."

"Come by yourself."

I'll do it myself... I'll do it myself...

Vermeer put aside the mortar that was bigger than her face, sat up, and unbuttoned him with some embarrassment.

Ugh... I feel like a hooligan.

Naturally, Luo Wei didn't let her go. While she was moving, he put his hand on the side, and the back of his hand gently rubbed against her knee, making her even more shy.

After finally finishing her upper body, Vermier adjusted the herbs, took out a small brush from the basket and shook it in her hand.

"I'm going to start~"

Luo Wei looked at the corners of his mouth trembling, such a big bowl, bigger than the landlord's stupid son's rice bowl, I'm afraid he didn't plan to paint his whole body.

Why did she take such a small brush...she was planning to paint it carefully.

There was nothing to refuse, Vermeer dipped the brush carefully and looked at him expectantly.

"It might be a little chilly."

Using a headband to lift his black hair, the girl leaned forward and brushed it from the edge of the hairline with a brush.

Her gentle breath rushed to his face, not only the fragrance of her body, but also the way of caring for her, and her shallow and even breathing, as if to completely envelop him.

While applying it, Vermeer said softly: "This one is super suitable for whole body maintenance~ How is it? Do you feel comfortable?"

Luo Wei didn't feel any changes, and to be honest, he didn't care.

It's the little interactions like hers that really make him feel comfortable.And the thought of her using such a small brush for such a long time made him feel relieved and at ease.

"Do you want me to be reluctant to leave you tomorrow?"

"Um...not really," the girl felt embarrassed to be found out for her bad deeds, feeling her thoughts were exposed. "It's just... just want to spend as long as possible with you."

Well……

It can be seen at a glance, is it because the brush is really too small?

This will make it last longer...

"Speaking of which, will you stay in the church tomorrow or continue to go on tour?"

"Eh? The plan is to continue the pilgrimage, so that the craftsmen don't have to go out and the efficiency will not be affected by injuries. Why... what's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Luo Wei closed his eyes and said.

Oh……

I thought there was something for me to do with him...

Humph, don't blame me for choosing such a small brush~

"Then I'll go to your place tomorrow too."

"……Eh?"

The girl's hand holding the brush paused for a moment, and then she ate a chestnut on her head.

woohoo...

Suddenly got punched.

She held her head in both hands, and the small brush was still in her hand, looking aggrieved.

"I have been attacked three times today. Without me watching for you, you plan to make fun of your own safety?"

"No... No, in fact, to that extent, I can also..."

thump.

Immediately after another blow, Vermeer shrank her neck, hurriedly covered the newly beaten place in a hurry.

"You can be a ghost, every time those few kill you, you will be attracted by the things on the stall."

"Woo... isn't that because you are here?"

"..."

I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing to trust him so much.

"What if they deliberately let you relax your vigilance today?"

"Ugh... got it, then tomorrow...?"

"I will follow. If you have such an arrangement for the next few days, I will go to your side."

"Hey...~"

"Um--?"

"Woof! Roar... ouch!"

Seeing her fierce and merciless attitude towards the villain, Luo Wei wanted to cry without tears, so he raised his hand and rubbed the top of her head.

"Does it hurt?"

"It's...well."

"Then it looks like I'll have to use a little more force next time."

The girl froze for a moment, then suddenly changed her face, "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, it hurts, it hurts... Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Yes Yes Yes.

Do you think I didn't notice you did it yourself with a brush?
He shook his head.

"Since you know it hurts, apply it carefully for me in a while. Don't blame me for being rude if you are perfunctory."

"Okay~" The girl's eyes lit up immediately.

"Um--?"

"Wang Wang..."

Hey, now you can really paint slowly.

Quickly let him lie down, Vermeer impatiently took the brush and dipped it, bit by bit along his forehead and cheeks, feeling every inch of texture on his body.

Even if the progress was unimaginably slow, the two of them were not anxious at all, and even felt that it would be okay to be a little slower.

In this way, from his face, to the shoulders and chest that made the girl blush and heartbeat, when brushing a certain part of him, Luo Wei obviously frowned.

Well……

Why do boys grow up like this?
With an inquiring mood, she swiped twice more.

Luo Wei's voice came from above coldly:

"If you do this again, you'd better hide it later, otherwise it's useless to beg for mercy when it's your turn."

"...!!!"

·

Vermier hurriedly moved away, even looking at it was unbearable, if this is the case... he will definitely faint.

Next up is... under the ribs.

The girl paused and bit her lower lip slightly.

"Which side...is the broken rib?"

"……left."

Kicked off by Ayining...

Just as the girl hesitated for a moment and was about to brush, Luo Wei's voice continued to come from above:
"If you want to know..."

"No need," Vermeer shook his head, "I want to use my own way."

She knew that as long as she asked, the other party would definitely tell her.

Knowing this is actually enough.

Because, even if all the details are known, she neither intends to imitate their actions, nor does she intend to plan how to keep them away from him.She firmly believes that she can get the most affection from him, it must be because she is worthy enough to be loved by him.So just be yourself, anyway, follow your own mind, it is not difficult.

Of course, she also has small thoughts.

hum...

He had a faint scent from Ayining before, but tonight let him smell like my Lord Vermeer~

The night is still long.

Finish with the brush over and over from the ribs, then the belly, then…

"Wait..." Luo Wei raised his head slightly, "Are you planning to..."

"..."

Vermier blushed when he poked his gaze, and lowered her head without responding.

Ben, I really planned to do so...

But for some reason, when it really came to this moment, she felt that it was much more difficult than she imagined.

Sure enough, it's not as simple as I thought.

What's more, she had to stare while brushing, and the top of her head was smoking just thinking about it.

Luo Wei was also afraid that she would faint, which was something she could not do.

"Then... just let me meet, should... it should be fine."

"……up to you."

Luo Wei lay down again, in order not to embarrass her, he didn't intend to stare at her, but he also squinted his eyes, secretly observing her every move.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

After completing the four steps, he saw that the girl was nervous and did not dare to lower her head, and used the other hand to pull the long hair from her cheek to the back of her head.

It seems that he really wants to get his own share.

Like a ghost, the girl bowed her head and kissed her lightly.

Luo Wei: "...!"

"What, what's wrong?"

Vermeer was stunned and raised her head to look at him, feeling the change at the same time.

"Are you, are you greeting me?"

"...Yes, if you don't mind."

"Hmm... I don't know if it's right, but when I think about it..."

"It's okay, do as you want."

"But... can it be?" The girl glanced in surprise.

"Um……"

He looked at Luo Wei with a little nervousness. With his eyes closed, he naturally didn't let her see through, but he saw her leaning down again after hesitating for a while.

Just a click of a kiss.

After a short pause, he tried again.

And twice, Luo Wei responded to her vigorously.

"Really...really saying hello to me..."

"..."

As if being recognized, the girl tried to find the right way to respond with more kisses, kissing gently from top to bottom, to the side.

Rowe took a deep breath.

The saint who was admired by the people during the day is still wearing the blue and white priest's uniform.

But here, groping strangely in her own way, giving him the deepest gift.

And the expression she knew was a light touch and kiss. This kind of contrast and unfamiliarity made Luo Wei even unwilling to tell her the correct way to enjoy the unique treatment in this world.

That indescribable side face would explode with just one more look.

She didn't even have any dirty thoughts, and in the shyness that dared not open her eyes, the pure kiss only made people feel holy.

The ignorance of all this is just the feeling that he is beating for it.

"..."

"..."

So please just... go ahead.

My lord saint.

……

……

(End of this chapter)