Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

She sneezed constantly, so she decided to go to a clinic to see a doctor. She took some medicine, slept for a while, and went to get an IV drip the next day if she felt something was wrong.

No one knows who he inherited this weak constitution from. It is said that his mother was also weak, so he might have inherited her frail and sickly trait.

"Go quickly. Sister Zofia won't do anything to you. I promise you in the name of the Knight of Glory."

"All right……"

The temptation of a hot bath is so great that Feng Qingyu can hardly resist it now.

Isn't it just going home with a woman you've just met for less than a day? What's so scary about that? She won't try to eat your tail anyway.

Is there something wrong with Seventy-Nine taking a bath together?

Feng Qingyu was honored to ride in the sports car owned by Whip Blade - Rolls-Royce Shadow, a luxury sports car in gray.

She is very rich. Yes, she is really rich, but her wealth is completely different from Shi Huai's. Shi Huaiya will not spend money so lavishly, unless she is very unhappy.

Xia Guang has something to talk to Lin Guang tonight, so he won't come with you for the time being.

The atmosphere in the car was rather subtle, somewhere between awkward and not too awkward. If you had to say it was not awkward, what happened in the morning was really impossible to ignore.

Bian Ren held the steering wheel, staring straight ahead, without saying a word. If only Xia Guang was here, there would be someone to chat with, but now there is no one.

It was not a wise choice to force a topic to talk about. It would be really uncomfortable if the conversation became more and more awkward. Besides, she was not feeling well now, so it would be better to save some energy by not chatting.

During the ten-minute drive, the two of them were silent. Feng Qingyu stared at the rain outside the car window in a daze, feeling sleepy. The neon signs on the roadside reflected the water droplets on the car window into various colors, dazzling people, and their eyes were stung by the light.

Only a few people can enjoy the light, but a considerable number of people still live in the shadows, such as the infected. The infected in Casimir also have a hard time, just like Ursus.

Passing by a street corner, she saw ragged homeless people, and also saw rich people in fancy clothes passing by the homeless people.

Fortunately, the rich man was not so indifferent and put some money in the homeless man's bowl.

The moment he lowered his head, a line of snot tried to flow down. Feng Qingyu blocked it with a tissue in time, making a "slurping" sound, which sounded like eating noodles in the car.

Whip Blade remained silent, for they were almost home.

The sports car drove onto a flat driveway, and then a brand new and imposing automatic iron gate appeared. The iron gate was equipped with a camera with a recognition system, which would automatically identify the model and color of the Whip Blade, as well as the license plate, and automatically release it, freeing your hands.

This house is obviously different from the Linguang family's house. Although the Linguang family's house is not yet in ruins, it will be in a few years.

Xia Guang was already worried that he would not even have a bed to sleep in in the near future, while their aunt could enjoy a large detached villa.

"We're here, get ready to get off. Remember to take all the paper balls off and don't leave them in the car. Got it?"

Whipblade said in a cold tone.

"OK……"

Under her momentum, how could Feng Qingyu dare to say no? This time it was her turn to be controlled by the younger man, and she suddenly understood Kal'tsit's feelings.

All these can be ignored because of how delicious a certain muscle of Whip Blade looks.

Feng Qingyu followed Bian Ren and walked into the living room of the magnificent Western-style mansion, just like a stray dog ​​that was drenched by the rain outside and met a kind-hearted person and was taken home and treated well.

Let's keep the word "kind" for now, as we don't know what will happen next.

The hall was spacious and everything was brand new. The high-quality floor tiles were polished to a shine by the servants. Standing on the floor to discuss life sciences and massage the circular muscles, you could definitely see every wrinkle of the muscles clearly.

These are all off-topic. She has no worldly desires in her heart right now. She just wants to take a bath, sleep, and recover from her cold.

Aunt Whip Blade is such an upright woman, she shouldn't sit and move around near her lower dantian in the middle of the night, right?

Probably not?

The voice in her heart told her that the probability of this happening was as low as when Draco and Draco were passing fire and hitting each other with one shot.

The maids in the mansion were more professional and steady than those in Lin Guang's house. They took the initiative to take Whip Blade's coat and handbag. While they were still on the road, the guest room was decorated to make the guests feel at home.

Feng Qingyu didn't want to elaborate on how luxurious the hall was. There were knight decorations everywhere. Whip Blade was now a knight, and was well-known in the Great Knight Territory. Her family background was also strong, and the Commercial Federation and the Knight Association would not do anything to her for the time being.

Overall, things went pretty well.

"Ms. Kuroba, the bath water is ready. Please follow me to the bathhouse. The clothes will be delivered later. Do you have any special needs?"

Feng Qingyu was savoring the meaning of this sentence.

Special needs, do you mean those light pajamas with high transparency and little fabric? The kind that can evoke the idea of ​​passing on fire?

"Just a normal nightgown, something thinner."

"learn."

The beautiful and professional Kuranta maid bowed first and then walked away in her high heels.

Feng Qingyu pushed open the door of the bathhouse.

The heavy wooden double doors have a pattern on them depicting a scene from Casimir's knightly competition. The carving is exquisite, with the knights in the picture looking excited and sparks flying when their spears collide. The scratches and patterns on the armor are also carved out, making it very realistic.

The expressions of the audience in the stands were also perfectly reproduced.

If we take this door apart and sell it, we should be able to get a lot of money.

She was standing at the door in a daze, and was seen by Whip Blade. Whip Blade was a little unhappy and urged: "What are you looking at? Why don't you come in and take a shower quickly? Do you want to make your cold worse?"

At this time, the Whip Blade Man was already soaking in the pool, leaning against the edge of one side of the bathtub. The maid brought her red wine and fruit so that she could enjoy them at any time.

The luxurious aristocratic life is truly enviable.

This is not the point.

Why is Whip Blade bathing with me? In this river?

"Um... Miss Zofia, why are you here?"

Feng Qingyu asked a rather stupid question.

"This is my house, is it weird that I'm taking a bath here?"

Whip Blade's answer was also expected. The host was taking a bath in his own home, so there was really no need to ask about the guests. No matter how high the status of the guests was, they were still outsiders after all.

Besides, Feng Qingyu's status was not very high. In Bian Ren's mind, he was just a street thug in Longmen and belonged to the lower class.

Not only is she a gangster, she's also lustful and behaves in a very unrestrained manner. I don't know why Margaret has such a good relationship with her.

The friends around the Knight of Glory should all be girls with decent manners.

These were all Whip Blade's thoughts, but she held back and didn't say them out loud for the time being. Feng Qingyu didn't dare get too close to her, so she chose to take a bath in the place farthest from Whip Blade.

The design of the bathhouse is similar to that of Lin Guang's house, except that the interior is more gorgeous.

The wide bathing area was filled with mist, and some objects were not so clear. The water in the bathing pool was rippling, and the soft water wrapped around her cold body, dispelling the chill for her. Feng Qingyu couldn't help but sigh.

This is so comfortable, even better than the jacuzzi at home.

The real bathtub was completely different from the imitation one, and if possible, she wanted to stay there forever. If the whip blade wasn't there, the strange feeling in her heart would disappear.

Being honest with Whip Blade in the bathhouse would make me think of some bad things, such as her ring muscles.

Suddenly, my chin was lifted up by something.

"What are you thinking about? It must be something very obscene, right?"

The sound of the whip blade suddenly rang in my ears.

What evil intentions do the eighty little ponies have?

"Ok?"

"Wow--"

Feng Qingyu's reaction was very ordinary. He was stunned at first, then surprised. The movement of his body splashed water, wetting Whip Blade's light golden medium-length hair.

She was still a child and couldn't stand such teasing.

A boy of twenty-six, about to be twenty-seven, cannot withstand the provocation of the whip of a twenty-four or twenty-five year old.

Damn you younger generation!

Whip Blade repeated her words again and poked Feng Qingyu's tail with her fingertips.

"I'm talking to you. Are you thinking about dirty things? Your thoughts are written all over your face."

It is normal for people of different races to want to poke or rub someone else's tail when they see it.

In front of the elders who are pedantic and stubborn, Whip Blade has to suppress her nature as much as possible and pretend to be a fairly elegant lady.

But that was only during family gatherings. As long as those old guys were not around, she could fully unleash her true nature.

She is actually quite introverted.

"How old are you and still so shy?"

Bian Ren thought it was very funny. Feng Qingyu was almost 30 years old, but her expression was still like that of a 15 or 16-year-old innocent girl. She must be pretending.

"I see you don't understand at all?"

Feng Qingyu moved backwards, trying to avoid the airflow attack from the whip blade.

"You know...what do you know?"

Whip Blade grabbed her tail, "You want to understand? It seems that you are still a little naive. Your style is quite conservative, which is different from what I thought."

The temporary inspection is completed and the purpose of teasing has been achieved. As long as the person is in your own territory, you can do whatever you want, right?

She really can do whatever she wants, and this Draco has a submissive look on his face, as if saying "Come and rap me".

A weak body coupled with a vigorous dragon tail, this damn contrast makes people unable to stop and want to bully her severely.

Draco is so weak that he would probably cry for a long time if he slept with her without clothes all night, right?

The more I think about whipping the blade, the more excited I become.

Lin Guang and Xia Guang are children she has watched grow up since they were young, so of course she cannot bully them. However, Feng Qingyu is an exception, and she will not feel guilty about bullying them in any way.

"Forget it. You look so pitiful. I won't tease you anymore."

The distance between the two of them widened rapidly. Whip Blade chose a position less than one meter away from Feng Qingyu and sat down. It must be said that this was quite close and a very unsafe distance.

A certain elderly Filin always promised not to move around while sitting in the bath, but he always went back on his word and enjoyed it.

Whiplash and Kal'tsit are not the same type of women. Whiplash is more of a strong person with a desire to dominate, while Kal'tsit is a calculating strategist.

Both types of people are scary. Those who scheme openly and those who scheme secretly have their own characteristics.

Feng Qingyu had to keep comforting himself, thinking about what bad intentions his aunt had. At most, she just had a bit of a trembling personality and a few twisting letters, but everything else was fine.

The hot water made his brain dizzy and he became increasingly sleepy. Just before he fell asleep in the bathtub, Feng Qingyu was helped up by the whip blade. Then, two maids quickly prepared cold towels and ice water.

"You, are you dumber than a beast of burden? This is the first time I've seen someone faint after taking a bath."

"Sorry...it's a personal physical problem."

It wasn't the first time that Feng Qingyu fainted in the bath, he was used to it. Staring blankly in the bathtub was a common thing to do, and he would over-soak as long as no one reminded him.

When she takes a bath alone, she usually chooses to stand in the shower, which is safer than taking a bath.

"I'm causing trouble for you."

The two maids provided meticulous service. They first wiped the water off her body, then handed her ice water and used cold towels to cool her down and relieve her pain.

It feels great to be served, and I have the illusion that I am a royal relative.

Later, she was carried to the guest room by the maid to rest. I didn't look closely at the decoration of the room, and my vision was blurry. I vaguely remember being carried to the bed, and the maid helped her put a fever patch on her, fed her cold medicine, tucked in the quilt, and closed the curtains before leaving.

The effect of cold medicine is very strong. I feel sleepy within a few minutes after swallowing it.

Under the pressure of multiple fatigues, Feng Qingyu surrendered and fell asleep at the speed of light as soon as he lay down. The speed was astonishing.

The bed and pillows in the room are perfectly comfortable, and the sound of rain outside the window is just the right atmosphere for a good night's sleep.

The first hour of sleep was peaceful and undisturbed.

Just after twelve o'clock, a slender black shadow sneaked into the room, climbed onto the bed openly, and sat next to Feng Qingyu.

The bed sank slightly, but the noise was not loud enough to wake anyone up. The rain outside the window got heavier, and the sound of the rain almost covered most of the other sounds.

The intruder is the owner of this mansion - Whip Knight Zofia.

"He was sleeping so soundly. His whole body was as soft as mud, except for this..."

Sick people often feel weak and powerless, and Feng Qingyu is no exception. She is not a strong person. Every time she catches a cold or has a fever, she has the illusion that all the bones in her body are being pulled out.

There is only one part of this body that is not affected by the disease, and that is the tail. Whip Blade has always wanted to try out what a dragon's tail is like and whether it is strong enough.