Hua Fenmo smirked and said, "Fenmo is just a little person, so please give me more advice from Mr. Tang."

Tang Buxiu said: "Tonight, I will give you a chance to improve. I will open a room for Tianzi No. 1." He grabbed the big package, carried it on his back, and walked upstairs.

Hua Fenmo leaned on the chair, like a poppy flower that could be sniffed by others, and said in a bright posture: "Mr. Tang wants to open the same room with Fenmo to help Fenmo improve?"

Tang Buxiu said without looking back: "I didn't bring the money, I want to train your heart." He turned around and smiled with a thrilling heart, "As for your body, there are naturally many people who are willing to help you improve your flexibility. Why do you need someone who is in the world to escape from the world?" He yawned, raised his feet, jumped over the first shattered stairs, stepped on the second step, and said to the shopkeeper, "Come on hot water."

The shopkeeper replied, "Okay, my lord." He hurriedly said, "The third room in Tianzi was lived in by the Sixth Prince, only thirty taels of silver a night!" He gave the waiter a look.

The waiter hurriedly caught up with Tang Buxiu and took him to Room No. 3, Tianzi.

The storyteller immediately said, "Did you see it or not? The first step on the stairs was stomped by our Sixth Prince! At that time, it was so silent, and everyone looked at us..." The storyteller seemed to be polite, but he knew what he could say and what he could not say. For example, the assassination of the Sixth Prince could not be said.

Hua Fenmo picked up the chopsticks and lowered her eyes to look at the leftovers. Her eyes were so cold that it was horrifyingly cold. When she put down the chopsticks and raised her head, her eyes became particularly frivolous and charming. He squinted his eyes, stood up, gently tilted his waist, and walked upstairs.

Tang Buxiu moved into Room No. 3 of Tianzi, while Hua Fenmo moved into Room No. 2 of Tianzi.

After the waiter brought the hot water, Tang Buxiu happily soaked it in the hot water and washed himself clean.

Hua Fenmo knocked on Tang Buxiu's door, and clasped the tune and said, "Young Master Tang, can someone rub your back?"

Tang Buxiu wiped his face and stood up, revealing his hard-coated waist and perky buttocks. He raised his legs and stepped out of the wooden barrel, slowly put on clean underwear and underwear, and then asked, "Why, can't you sleep without moving?"

Hua Fenmo teased: "You can think so."

Tang Buxiu opened the door, grabbed Hua Fumo's hand, and pulled him into the room.

Hua Fenmo's body stiffened, then relaxed, and teased, "So urgent?"

Tang Buxiu pushed Hua Fenmo down the edge of the bathtub, then threw his dirty clothes to him, and said, "Come on, wash them all with one move."

Hua Fumo's smile froze on her face, but that was only a moment. If she didn't look closely, she would suspect that she was dazzled.

Hua Fenmo quickly touched Tang Buxiu's clothes, then threw them all into the bathtub, spread his fingers, swung gently, signaling Tang Buxiu to look at his fingers, and said, "How can such a soft hand do such a rough thing?" As he said that, he walked into Tang Buxiu, slowly approached, and pointed to his body, half-squinted his eyes, exhaling ambiguously like orchids, and said quietly, "After Master Tang took a bath, he smelled it, it was so fragrant."

Tang Buxiu picked up his smelly socks and came to Hua Fenmo.

Hua Fumo's face turned and she quickly retreated.

Tang Buxiu threw the smelly socks directly into the bathtub.

Hua Fanmo's eyes turned cold and she suddenly took action and attacked Tang Buxiu.

Tang Buxiu jumped onto the bed, Hua Fumo followed closely behind and got onto the bed. The two of them fought each other, and the bed was shaken.

Tang Buxiu asked: "Have you been active enough this time?"

Hua Fumo curled her lips and smiled without saying a word.

Tang Buxiu kicked Hua Fenmo out of the bed, yawned and said, "I won't play with you anymore."

Hua Fumo said, "I'm talking after beating me!" After that, he rushed to the bed again.

Tang Buxiu directly put down Hua Fenmo and lay him straight on the bed.

Hua Fenmo was so shocked. He thought he was a top-notch master, but he didn't expect that Tang Buxiu's martial arts were so profound. If he really had evil intentions, he would be unable to defend himself!

Tang Buxiu stepped over Hua Fenmo directly, got out of bed, brought a wooden basin, scooped water, squatted on the ground, and began to wash clothes with a whisper, and even taught in his mouth: "I told you that you must practice. You are so restless, it is difficult to be sincere in big things, and it is the most taboo. Come on, let me slowly breathe and rub it hard!"

Hua Fanmo didn't want to say anything anymore. He no longer wanted to recruit Tang Buxiu, he just wanted to get out quickly! He had encountered a variable and did not want to meet a second one again.

Tang Buxiuruo started nagging, there was no one else.

Hua Fanmo suspected that if he had spoken, he might have let Tang Buxi go to a corner and go to some shit! So, he simply pretended to be dead and said nothing.

After Tang Buxiu finished washing his clothes and was cold, he came to the bed, looked at him with his eyes down, smiled, and asked, "Are you lying enough?"

Hua Fanmo's eyes shrank, slowly pulled the corners of her mouth, smiled enchantingly, and replied, "What advice do you have for Mr. Tang?"

Tang Buxiu reached out, picked up Hua Fenmo, stood him directly beside the door, then closed the door and slept soundly.

Hua Fumo closed her eyes and blocked all her emotions.

After the acupoints were automatically untied, Hua Fenmo opened her eyes and returned to her room.

The next morning, Tang Buxi discovered that his coat he had dried in the window was gone.

Hua Fenmo sent someone to send him a brand new set of robes and a pair of new shoes.

Perhaps because Tang Buxiu always criticized him, the new robes he sent were really sexy.

When Tang Buxiu appeared in his new clothes, he really amazed the eyes of many people and lost the chin.

The pure cotton material is very soft and close to the body. The dark blue bottom is embroidered with silver-white red turban flowers. The outer cover is covered with a layer of pink blue gauze, which is like a dream. A dark red strap is tied around the waist, and a long tassel of the same color is hanging down. While walking, the tassels sway and the straps are floating, just like a small hand scratching, which is really attractive. Of course, the most life-threatening thing is that the neckline is very wide, revealing a large piece of tight and delicate skin like porcelain.

Hua Fenmo sat downstairs, drank a bite of porridge, then raised her fingers and jokingly said, "I thought you would wear underwear inside to block the spring light."

Tang Buxiu raised his arms, showed off his good figure without any hesitation, and said, "Everything is just a manifestation. If you weren't afraid of scaring others, I would have no clothes."

Oh, are you going to let yourself go?

Hua Fumo smiled and said, "Young Master Tang is so unrestrained. Why would you join me in Mo Jufang? Is it better to play in the world?"

Tang Buxiu came to Hua Fenmo, picked up the food, put it on the table that the "Sixth Prince" had used, sat again in the seat where the "Sixth Prince" had sat, picked up chopsticks, picked up a bun, and said, "After I finish my meal, I will tell you the difference between playing games and being played."

Hua Fenmo did not give in this time and moved the food to Tang Buxiu's table, saying, "Young Master Tang is not afraid to experience it."

Tang Buxiu took a bite of the bun and took another sip of porridge, then he said with a joking look on his eyes: "It's all." He changed his mind and could not let Hua Fenmo enter his door. If he hooked up his only beloved disciple, mushroom, it would be a bad thing.

Someone who always thought that Tang Bushui would struggle to the death and finally left in anger, felt that he had made a mistake again.
Chapter completed!