Marshal, Please Calm Down

Chapter 166

Wu Zimo, who was lying on the bed with sore limbs and looking at the ceiling with blank eyes, examined himself in his heart. He never called that the guy Rocal was the emperor, because the real emperor was himself!

, although I didn't do the full set with Scott this time, it is more sour and refreshing than the full set!

The bedroom door was opened. Wu Zimo, who was like a corpse, turned his head and saw Scott walked out naked with a bath towel underneath his body. Although his silver hair did not drip, he Wet it on his head.

Seeing Scott's satiated appearance, Wu Zimoya started to feel itchy again, but in the end he turned away from his tears.

I’m going to pick up the pot I’m kneeling...

"Still angry?"

Scott walked to the bed and sat down, leaning over and kissing Wu Zimo's hair.Seeing the boy's face on the bed ruddy, especially the ambiguous and flexible body covered by the sheets, Scott's silver eyes began to darken.

When Scott looked at Wu Zimo, his goose bumps all over his body instantly stood up, like a cat with fried hair, quickly moved away from the marshal who started again.

"You won't be angry." After making sure that he was safe, Wu Zimo said dullly.

It's really hard to be angry. It's normal to do intimate things with people you like.Although Wu Zimo was lying under Scott's body, he was still a man, and it was normal for him to have desires for his own man.

However, he was depressed that, as Scott said before, the pheromone blend of the two is really comparable to the powerful X medicine.

Before Wu Zimo could do anything to Scott, his spirit began to trance, and in the end he was wiped out by the increasingly energetic Scott.

That's right, what Wu Zimo has been struggling with is this problem, and of course the problem that Master Marshal's accessories are too large.

"Scott, what time is it?" Sulking is also sulking oneself.

"It's almost time for dinner." Scott glanced at the teenager who was moving around on the bed, and smiled at the corners of his mouth, his eyes softly pampered.

Wu Zimo was not completely eaten by Scott this time because of lack of time. Otherwise, Wu Zimo could lie down in bed and protest with Scott with the combat power and endurance of the Marshal.

"So soon, let me get up." There was an appointment with Mrs. Arman for dinner in the morning, so when I heard that it was almost time, Wu Zimo was no longer in bed.

But just when he was about to get up, his sore limbs made him fall back on the soft bed again.

"Sizzle... sour."

Lying on the bed in a big font, Wu Zimo was really painful to see that he was so weak.

Scott endured the overflowing smile, if he really dared to laugh, would the teenager on the bed definitely let him have good fruit.

The evolutionary mental power was mobilized by Scott, and Wu Zimo, who was lying on the bed, soon felt that his sore and soft body was being massaged with a gentle force.

Wu Zimo looked at Scott in surprise and said, "Scott, can your mental power be used like this?"

Scott's mental power is really necessary for home travel, murder and arson. Now this kind of mental massage is more sharp than the full-body massage boasted in the advertisements.

"can."

Because the mental power grew too fast, Scott was a little difficult to control at first, but after a few days of proficiency, he can already control the increased mental power well.

Seeing that Scott can control his mental power so finely to give Wu Zimo a full body massage, I know that he can still be distracted to chat with Wu Zimo while controlling his mental power and kneading.

Only the rookie Wu Zimo didn't know how powerful Scott's control was.

After being squeezed by Scott's whole body like this, his sore limbs are really comfortable, at least when he sits up again, he won't fall back.

But even if he didn't fall back, Wu Zimo didn't get up directly from the bed, because with hindsight, he finally discovered that he was not wearing any clothes now!

"...Scott, where's my clothes?"

Although he didn't enter before, the process was still very intense, or Wu Zimo wouldn't be so miserable.Lying on the bed with limp limbs, Scott took care of the cleaning up.

Scott washed Wu Zimo so fragrantly that he stuffed him in the quilt, and then took care of himself.Because Master Marshal's service was so considerate, Wu Zimo also forgot that it seemed that he was running naked under the quilt.

When he was about to lift the quilt and walked out of the bed, he suddenly felt cool, and when someone's sight became even hotter, Wu Zimo lowered his head to see his appearance.Although he didn't want to, Wu Zimo quickly pulled the quilt beside him, densely covered himself, and then looked at Scott with blind eyes.

It’s no wonder that Rocal has always despised Scott. This big iceberg is actually boring. He didn’t have any embarrassed expressions at Wu Zimo’s dead fish eyes. After enjoying the beautiful scenery in front of him, he slowly handed a set of clothes to the bed. Wu Zimo.

After taking over the clothes, Wu Zimo put the underwear, an important piece of equipment, on the quilt before he opened the quilt, and he was very generous to let a guy from the Mong Sao watch his dressing process.

The body has long been seen clearly, even in the private parts, but Wu Zimo still feels that he is fat and not panicked in his heart.

Wu Zimo put on his clothes swiftly, and saw that Scott was still surrounded by a bath towel, naked to the top, sitting on the sofa with his hands up, his silver eyes kept watching him.

Wu Zimo, who was already neatly dressed, looked at Scott speechlessly, and said, "My dear, although I know your body is very attractive, do you want to go out and have dinner with Aunt Coriya like this?"

Hearing Wu Zimo's ridicule, Scott shook his long legs and stood up directly from the sofa. He walked to Wu Zimo's, hugged Wu Zimo, and took a breath in his hair, "Do you like it?"

Wu Zimo rolled his eyes, nonsense, can you not like it?Although his likes have two meanings in it, Master Marshal's tendon is really attractive.

Perceiving Wu Zimo's thoughts, Scott chuckled lightly and clasped his neck, making him have to look up, and then he heavily pressed the lips that had been tempting him.

"Well……"

This time, Scott had a hint of punishment, so it was more intense, but it was easier to provoke reactions from both sides.

When the atmosphere was getting hotter and hotter, Scott used his strong willpower to control himself before letting him let go of the red and swollen lips that he chewed.

"Auntie Coriya?"

Wu Zimo's eyes were blurred, and he could only stand with the support of Scott's hands on his waist. He was silent when he heard Scott's hoarse voice in his ear.

So this time he asked for it himself again?

But he couldn't help it. The person who ridiculed Scott before, called this question, it was really difficult for him to turn around for a while.

Scott also knew that Wu Zimo could not change for a while, and Wu Zimo was not familiar with his mother, but Scott didn't mind using this method to punish the teenager in his arms.

"Call the wrong one, punish once." Scott gently rubbed Wu Zimo's red and swollen lips with his fingers.

Wu Zimo knew that Scott's remark was definitely not a joke, especially as a commander in command, it was strictly necessary.But Wu Zimo's greater feeling is--

Is the marshal of his family possessed by something messy, or how can he understand this flirting method!

When Scott and Wu Zimo were in the room with ink stains, the bedroom door was knocked, and then the voice of Butler Fein came through the door.

"Young master, young lady, are you up yet?"

Wu Zimo, who had been speechless by Scott, didn't bother to pay attention to the name Young Lady. As for Scott, after giving a positive reply to the Fein housekeeper outside the room, he finally stopped running naked with a bath towel.

It's just the process of Mrs. Marshal putting on clothes that made Wu Zimo feel that this is definitely intentional.

I saw an adult marshal so directly tore off the bath towel he hung around his waist in front of Wu Zimo, and then a very out-of-size item was exposed to Wu Zimo's eyes with such care.It's not soft yet, I don't know if it's just a stimulus, something is in a slightly firm state.

"..." My dear, even if we register, I can still sue you for playing hooligans!

"Get on your clothes!"

"it is good."

This time Scott finally didn't act as a demon, and he put on clothes in front of Wu Zimo peacefully, but to be honest, everything the handsome guy does comes with its own beautiful light effect, such as the process of wearing clothes now, it is simply a mess.

When Scott was dressed neatly, Wu Zimo asked, "Scott, have you seen something strange recently." How could his upright and serious Marshal look like a gangster!

"No." Scott grabbed the light in his eyes and shook his head.

"Really do not have?Extremely doubtful!

"Really, because there is no need."

Scott has been a very self-reliant person since he was a child, coupled with strong mental power, he must know how to control himself.And he also knows where he is, what attitude he should use to outsiders, friends, and family members, he has already arranged in his heart.

As for the lover, it was originally not in his plan, because he couldn't imagine that there would be someone around him who could make him care that he could ignore his life responsibility.

But Wu Zimo appeared. When meeting Wu Zimo for the first time, Scott felt a strange boy to Wu Zimo.But Caesar is different. The intuition from the beast made Caesar match Wu Zimo at the first sight in the crowd.

It was also because of Caesar's strangeness that Scott noticed Wu Zimo as a teenager. The relationship between the two following development became like flowing water, and it naturally became like this.

Wu Zimo was even more speechless when he heard Scott's remarks, so Scott knew it without a teacher.In other words, the direction of this link is not a bit crooked, but very crooked!