Griffin's Son-in-law

Ten minutes later.

Lu Ming was in the bathroom. He had just washed his hair, washed his body, and was about to wash himself carefully. After all, he would sleep with two girls at night, but at this moment, there was a knock on the bathroom door.

"Commander, excuse me."

It's Form 95. When Lu Ming heard Form 95 standing outside the door, he asked himself:

"Do you need me to rub your back?"

Back rub?

Lu Ming was silent.

Not to mention, he really hasn't enjoyed this service.

When the Kaiser was washing with him before, although he mentioned that he should rub his back, but every time he washed it, he started to learn gun skills. Forget about rubbing your back, how can you enjoy shooting a gun.

So now that the 95th Form is seriously proposing to rub his back, he really wants to try it.

"wait for me."

Lu Ming turned off the shower, sat down on a small stool, and spoke to the 95-style who had been waiting for him outside the door:

"Okay, come in."

"excuse me."

Type 95 politely opened the door, and slowly walked in from the outside. After entering, he didn't forget to close the door, for fear that his troublesome sister would come and peek.

As soon as he walked into the bathroom, Type 95 went to wash his hands first, then went straight to his back, squatted down, picked up the shower gel and wiped it on his hands, and without saying much, wiped it on Lu Ming's back go.

The moment the palm of Form 95 touched Lu Ming's back, Lu Ming took a deep breath.

He felt a cool feeling coming from his back, but this feeling was not too cold, because the temperature of the palm of the 95-style palm was attached to his back, which made him very comfortable.

Is this what someone else feels when they get their back rubbed?

Before it even started, Lu Ming felt that he was enjoying himself very much.

Next, the 95 style began to gently rub on his back.

Her soft, boneless little hand, coupled with the slippery shower gel, swam like a fish on the back, itchy but also very comfortable.

But after a while, Form 95 helped him wash his back, took off the shower head, rinsed off the shower gel foam on his back, and finally began to officially rub his back.

Form 95 put both hands behind Lu Ming's back, rubbed them slowly, and asked him carefully:

"This strength, is it okay?"

"can."

Lu Ming nodded immediately.

That's great.

Here and there is a back rub, this is a massage, the 95-style hands are pressing on his back, giving Lu Ming the illusion of enjoying a back push in a massage shop, he really wants to lie on the ground and have a good sleep .

But when he almost fell asleep comfortably, the 95-style behind him suddenly spoke:

"Your back... is really broad..."

Lu Ming felt that the 95 style put his palm on his back and gently stroked it down, making his heart tremble.

What's the situation, Type 95 is taking advantage of me?

She is touching me!

He didn't feel that the gentle caressing movement of the 95-style just now was rubbing his back.

"Ah, sorry, unconsciously..."

Form 95 also suddenly realized that his behavior was inappropriate, hurriedly took off his palm, and then asked him with a little apology:

"Am I... am I being rude?"

No, I don't mind if you touch my front.

"Suddenly proposed to rub your back..."

Oh, so you were talking about rubbing your back.

After Lu Ming understood it, he answered her:

"No, it's my honor that you are willing to help me rub my back. Why are you being rude?"

"You are still so gentle, other commanders will not speak to us like you."

Form 95 smiled slightly, and continued to move his hands on his back, rubbing his back while saying:

"It is for this reason that I want to work hard to take care of you and try to do something for you that I can."

"In my eyes, you are the best commander, not only because of your ability, but also because of your personality..."

"Oh, it turns out that you are not interested in my ability as a commander, but the person who likes me."

Lu Ming murmured, but he didn't expect his soliloquy to be heard by the keen-acoustic 95-style.

"You are right."

Type 95 smiled and shook his head, without any intention of refuting.

She told Lu Ming:

"A commander like you who treats dolls kindly, is there any tactical doll who doesn't like it?"

I always feel that this guy in Type 95 is not the first time to deliberately misinterpret his meaning. The "like" in her mouth does not mean the same thing as what Lu Ming said.

I don't know if this guy in Type 95 has a guilty conscience and doesn't dare to respond to him directly.

Lu Ming was about to ask her one more question, but unexpectedly she said first:

"I'm glad."

"Huh? What?"

"I'm glad I didn't reject you at that time, and finally agreed to join your command. You are much more gentle than the rumors. I have been paying attention to you since I came here. You are a unique conductor. official."

"I can feel that every doll under your command respects and loves you very much."

"Yes...is it..."

Lu Ming scratched his head in embarrassment in the 95th style, and licked his heart, this wave was very comfortable.

But soon, he realized again, no, the topic was changed by Type 95 again.

I also want to talk to her about the things I like.

Lu Ming immediately boldly asked:

"May I ask you a slightly rude question?"

"What is it?"

"What kind of man do you like...? As a marriage partner."

Lu Ming's shot can be said to be a straight ball.

I even laughed at the 95-style question so straight, I don't know if it's because of the word 'marriage', this question is too 'human'.

However, Type 95 was not at all surprised by his description, and answered his question softly:

"I like... people like you, who are willing to treat us tactical dolls as equals, and will tell us the word 'marry' that humans only use..."

"So, do you like me? As a marriage partner."

Lu Ming especially emphasized the second half of the sentence and asked a decisive question.

However, for this problem, the 95 type has cleverly avoided it.

She suddenly rushed at Lu Ming's back with the shower head, then gently patted his Chiguo's back, and said:

"Okay, I'll wash it for you. Hurry up and wash your body with hot water. There is no heating here. If you sit here for a long time, you will catch a cold."

"I won't bother you to take a bath, let's go first."

Type 95... actually escaped.

Chapter 420 Do you want to hold hands with me and sleep?

After Form 95 ran away, Lu Ming also left the bathroom after taking a shower.

As soon as he went out, he saw Type 95 sitting on a chair and combing his hair. When he came out, Type 95 smiled at him:

"Are you done washing? Shall we get ready for bed?"

Form 95 walked to the bed and gently took off her cloak, revealing the white dress that Lu Ming had seen before. It seemed that she had already regarded this as a nightdress.

Not only that, she also sat by the bed and slowly took off the pantyhose that was used to keep warm after bathing. Lu Ming swallowed at the moment when her white legs were pulled out of the pantyhose.

Sure enough, before going to bed at night, it is the time for the big welfare release.

"Hey, are you going to sleep, old lady?"

The 97-style who had been lying on the bed, saw her sister's movements, and immediately reacted, threw the tablet aside, and she also began to take off her own clothes.

Although the 97-style cloak is red and black, which is the opposite of her sister's blue and white, the dress inside is similar in style to her sister's. From this aspect, it can be seen that the two of them are indeed sisters.

How should I put it, the appearance of the 97-style wearing a strapless dress is also unexpectedly attractive. After all, she is not a loli figure, and a thin dress is put on her body, which makes Lu Ming feel a little hot.

As for the white silk on her feet, taking it off in the 97 style is rather rough. Push the stockings down a little, and then pull the toes, and pull the white silk off without fear of breaking it, throw it on the bed, and then Kicked to the edge of the bed.

Her violent appearance made the 95-style frown frown:

"Don't be so casual, 97! Put your socks on the chair carefully! The commander is here, how can you just throw your socks on the bed!"

Style 95 took the socks off the bed for her. Looking at the pair of white silk in the hands of Style 95, Lu Ming really wanted to say, how about I put them on for her.

But after all, he still couldn't speak out.

Facing her sister's nagging, Style 97 stuck out her tongue, then looked back at Lu Ming, and muttered to herself:

"Idiot Commander! You've been peeping at me!"

"..."

Lu Ming was silent.