Carefree Battle God

C181 I'd Rather Die than Submit?



C181 I'd Rather Die than Submit?

"Don't, don't, don't, aren't you just taking off your clothes? It's just a small matter, so there's no need to trouble Master. "    

    

Chen Fusheng could only helplessly shake his head.    

    

This little girl was too ruthless in her way of doing things. She had grabbed onto his weakness, he really couldn't do anything to her.    

    

Forget it, forget it. Since a young lady like her is so willing to be a babysitter, then I will not be unreasonable.    

    

Thinking about this, Chen Fusheng took off the buttons on his suit jacket as if he was resigned to his fate, then he took it off one by one.    

    

His bronze-colored skin, in addition to his eight steel-like abs of muscles, formed a violent feeling.    

    

Ouyang Shuang was now covering her small mouth with her hands. There was a flurry of attacks from the deer on her chest. Her eyes seemed to be glazed over as she was unable to shift her gaze away from them.    

    

It was the first time in her life that she had seen a man's body, and it was also a perfect, strong, and shocking body.    

    

Right now, her face was boiling hot, as though a kitten was scratching at her heart. An inexplicable impulse made her feel a wave of heat, causing her to sweat profusely.    

    

This kind of feeling made her a little worried. At the same time, she was also very excited, as if there was a voice in her heart that was constantly shouting, "Quick, push him down, push him down!"    

    

"Young miss, you made me take off my clothes, did you really want to see my injuries? Or do you like my beauty? "    

    

Looking at Ouyang Shuang's lecherous gaze, Chen Fusheng couldn't help but complain. Girls these days are really too lax.    

    

"Yes!"    

    

Ouyang Shuang shyly covered her face and then bit her full red lips. She touched Chen Fusheng's chest and said, "This is too beautiful, it's as perfect as a sculpture!"    

    

"Look at this pectoral muscle, it will still bang when tapped. You're touching this abs, isn't it too wonderful? "    

    

Chen Fusheng pushed her hand away in dissatisfaction and said, "Miss, it's about time. I have to charge a fee."    

    

Ouyang Shuang covered her mouth, used her fingers to poke Chen Fusheng's chin, smiled and said, "Alright then, how much do you charge an hour?"    

    

"Eh."    

    

Chen Fusheng was completely speechless. In terms of being a hooligan, he seemed to be no match for this young miss.    

    

"Eldest Miss, don't touch it. You will make me very embarrassed if you do this."    

    

Ouyang Shuang curled her lips and said disapprovingly, "Just touching for a bit and you won't lose a piece of meat. A man is so stingy, cut!"    

    

"I'll tell you the truth. Ever since I was young, I've liked those tough guys in movies. Men should be masculine and have a sense of strength!"    

    

"Your figure is simply too perfect. Every muscle is perfectly distributed. It's as if it's a masterpiece that has been meticulously polished."    

    

After she finished speaking, she acted like she was always in trouble and put her hands on Chen Fusheng's body again.    

    

Chen Fusheng really didn't know what to do now. Even if you use your mouth, you can't compare to him in words. If he were to use force, he would be the eldest miss. Even if he was beaten up, he wouldn't dare to do anything to her.    

    

"Alright, alright, you haven't touched enough."    

    

Chen Fusheng said snappily, he quickly turned his body on the bed and revealed his back, "Didn't you say you want to observe my wound? Now hurry up! "    

    

There was a deep wound on his back now, and the flesh beside it was swollen to the point where it was about to burst. There were even some burnt blisters on it.    

    

Seeing such a situation, Ouyang Shuang's heart skipped a beat and her thoughts immediately returned to normal.    

    

She stretched out her snow-white hands and gently caressed Chen Fusheng's wound. She asked with great pain in her heart, "Zhang Fu, are you in pain?"    

    

"Actually, it was fine originally."    

    

Chen Fusheng smiled and said, "But you just touched it, and now it's a bit painful."    

    

Ouyang Shuang quickly retracted her hand and said, "Wait a moment, I'll get the nurse to bring the medical kit up. I'll bandage it up for you."    

    

"There's no need to trouble yourself."    

    

Chen Fusheng sat up and said, "It's just a small wound, it's better to bandage it slowly."    

    

He quickly picked up the clothes beside him and was about to put them on.    

    

Ouyang Shuang quickly said, "Don't wear this. It's already very dirty. I'll get you a new one."    

    

She didn't wait for Chen Fusheng to speak as she turned around and opened the wardrobe.    

    

"Alright, I finally found it."    

    

"This is an outdated version of silk pajamas. I spent a lot of money overseas to buy it."    

    

Ouyang Shuang was holding a pink nightgown in her hand. She smiled and said to Chen Fusheng, "However, this size is a bit too big for me. It should be just right for you."    

    

"Hurry up and put them on. Let me see how they're doing."    

    

Chen Fusheng's face was completely dark now. He gritted his teeth and said, "Miss, don't push me too far. I also have a temper."    

    

"I'm still a man made of steel after all. If you let me wear this kind of lady's pajamas and spread the news, would I still want to be human?"    

    

Ouyang Shuang saw that he didn't appreciate her gesture and said angrily, "Do you think anyone can wear this pyjamas? This is truly a dog-eat-dog Lu Dongbin. He doesn't know how to appreciate the kindness of others. "    

    

"Did you know that the last time my best friend came to stay at my house, she begged me for a long time to try on this pyjamas? I didn't even agree."    

    

[What does it have to do with me whether you agree or not!    

    

Chen Fusheng felt like he was going crazy. Since when could this miss' brain circuit be like a normal person's? Let me, a seven-foot man, wear pink pajamas.    

    

"Alright, alright. Don't mind the details so much. This is a special period, you should take care of it."    

    

Noticing that Chen Fusheng's expression was a bit unfriendly, Ouyang Shuang quickly changed her tone as if she was coaxing a child, slowly putting on her pajamas and putting them on Chen Fusheng.    

    

Chen Fusheng's face stiffened. He pushed his pajamas to the side and said, "This is not a matter of detail. This is my bottom line as a straight man."    

    

Ouyang Shuang took out her cell phone and said blandly, "Alright then. I'll tell my father how you kept your bottom line in my room bare-chested."    

    

"Okay, okay, okay."    

    

Chen Fusheng quickly reached out his hand to stop her, "Eldest Miss, I finally admire you. Isn't it just putting on a nightgown? Can't I just comply to you? "    

    

Chen Fusheng gritted his teeth and said.    

    

Forget it, just endure it once more. Everything was for the sake of the mission.    

    

Thinking of this, his mood slightly eased up and he put on his pajamas.    

    

Although this pyjamas looked quite sissy, it was smooth and comfortable to wear.    

    

Alright, it looks like it's not too much to bear.    

    

Seeing her obediently putting on her pajamas, Ouyang Shuang happily said, "Not bad, not bad. I didn't expect this shirt to have such a good effect. It's a perfect fit for you."    

    

"There's a trace of charm in masculinity. It looks like an ancient official title. What's that called?"    

    

"Wait, why does it feel like it's almost interesting?"    

    

Ouyang Shuang stroked her delicate chin, a mischievous look in her eyes.    

    

Then she began to rummage again.    

    

Not long after, a pink nightcap and a pair of pink slippers appeared in her hand. With a malicious smile, she slowly walked towards Chen Fusheng.    

    

Chen Fusheng was completely afraid of her now. He covered his chest and kept on retreating: "What are you trying to do? I would rather die than submit! "    

    

"You'd rather die than submit, right?"    

    

Ouyang Shuang threw her things in front of him, reached for her phone and took it out …    

    


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