This is My Planet

You Wu knew why he stubbornly brought up the old things again.

It's still dancing, but the meaning is different.

At first, she wanted to humiliate this enemy in front of everyone, but later she respected her self-esteem, and did not force this, it was only used as an opportunity to test the separation between her imperial self-esteem and the unscrupulous evil thoughts.

Now it's private, "master-servant" training.

Because she didn't look like a servant at all before, and even her subordinates were not qualified.

When everyone was investigating, they acted on their own initiative and exposed their whereabouts.

The battle actually meant to test him, putting everyone in danger.

Calling yourself "Master" verbally, pleading guilty over and over again, how can you actually treat yourself as a servant? Not to mention the servants, even the subordinates are reluctant, and even hide hostility, even the enemy knows that this is something to instigate.

But Xia Guixuan didn't blame her for her previous behavior, expressing "not guilty". They don't force orders, just ask, "Would you like it?"

The choice is still hers, she can refuse, or...will.

There is no humiliation, but there is hope.

Of course she can dance, and the memory of being fused with Yuyou has not been forgotten, how could Yaohu not be able to dance, even if she could not do it before, she now understands it very well. When you can let go of the past, let go of the queen's dignity, and dance for him willingly, you will really let go of your knots.

Just saying that, it's okay to dance, it's nothing.

But You Wu knew that he was hiding something.

She just wanted to see her body, she looked good, and wanted to see what she looked like dancing, to see the body wrapped in armor showing to him heartily, to see the silent and restrained Shadow Lightning showing sweet flattery...so I can't forget it.

Otherwise, why do you have to use dancing? There are many other methods of proof.

You Wu remained silent, a little blush gradually appeared on her resolute face.

How could he be defeated and captured by such a person on the stand? It's not very important to say that it's not a big deal, at least he didn't really play with the captives. But this... you might as well force it, I can still tell myself that I was forced. How to calculate this now is to make people blush, make people confused, and make people take the initiative to do things that are worse than death...

But...he thinks it looks good...

In a sense, isn't this something to be happy about?

Show it to people who think it looks good.

She raised her head slightly, looked at his white hair like snow, the words of refusal were stuck in her throat, but she couldn't say anything.

The lips squirmed for a while, and finally turned into an inaudible sentence: "Wish to dance for the king."

Xia Guixuan blinked his eyes twice.

As the breeze passed by, You Wu stepped on the waves of the pool water and entered the mist in the pool.

She also just came out of the bath, no longer the golden battle armor, but the ordinary temple robes, the blue primordial energy flowing, the golden silk thread hemming, with mystery, seriousness, dignity, and beauty.

The long black hair is like a waterfall, drifting away with the light whirl, like the deepest night in the universe.

The eyes are like lightning, like meteors, like lightning, like the collision of fire in the universe, flashing lightly in the night, glanced over, and then pursed their lips to avoid it, like a fleeting mystery, an exploration hidden in the depths of the universe.

The lotus feet step on the water, without shoes, not like jade waves, not like pearl snow white, with a healthy and wild color, like a goddess walking out of an ancient tribe, smashing the sea and sky.

Then the war drums roared, the thunder and lightning flashed, and the blue and purple lights intertwined in the sky and the sea, like an ancient war song.

A wild life, a carcass full of explosive power, perfect curves, and... primal desire.

Lingbo microsteps in this pool of water, in the imagination, it will be a fairy dance of the ethereal and illusory, without music, the glances are shallow, but they are danced out of the universe with its own drums.

Putting aside the matter of men and women, this is the dance of Taiqing, which itself has its own Dao in it, Xia Guixuan actually got a little bit of Dao comprehension when he watched it, and gradually became fascinated.

The stars fall, the lightning stops, the dusk is heavy, and the sea and sky are vast.

The smoke wave overflows, the clouds disperse and the rain breaks.

You Wu stopped, and the blush on her face almost covered her body, she stretched her body and said in a low voice: "Dancing is over..."

Xia Guixuan was still staring at her in a daze.

You Wu wanted to cover her body in shame and anger, but found that there was nothing to cover up, and she didn't take it off... But when he stared at it, it was hot and uncomfortable, and he looked as if he was not wearing any clothes.

She really wanted to run away, but that was another kind of "self-assertion" without orders.

So he stood there bewildered, like a lamb to be judged.

Xia Guixuan finally woke up, seeing how she didn't know where to put her hands, suddenly smiled: "It looks good."

You Wu: "..."

Xia Guixuan said: "You say you, how can you be willing to let such a body disappear?"

There is really no intention of humiliation, it is still a color criticism.

You Wu's shame and anger disappeared, and she couldn't help but said: "You think it looks good, so I want to keep it?"

"Um?"

"Then I think your white hair looks good, don't you want to recover."

"Huh..." Xia Guixuan was stunned, then smiled and said, "Do you think it looks good?"

You Wu seemed to realize that there was something wrong with these words, she turned her head slightly, and said with a straight neck: "Can't I have aesthetics?"

"Yes." Xia Guixuan smiled slightly: "Since you think it looks good...then let's use this color from now on."

You Wu was stunned for a moment, then turned back to look at his expression in a daze.

Xia Guixuan smiled slightly, very casually: "What I want to adjust is the essence of the passage of life, not the appearance. In terms of appearance, if you think it looks good, then do as you like."

You Wu was silent for a moment, then her voice faded: "Well... do other people think black looks good?"

Xia Guixuan blinked his eyes: "It's black in front of others, but it's white in front of you."

You Wu finally laughed out loud: "There are so many women around you, if everyone has a different aesthetic, and you have a different hair color every day, I don't know if a week is enough."

Xia Guixuan also laughed, and patted Chi Yan beside him: "Shall we take a bath together?"

You Wu didn't feel ashamed and angry, and said with a straight face: "Is this the master's order?"

"This is teasing."

"Then I refuse."

"What if it's an order?"

"Then I will rebel."

"Hahaha..." Xia Guixuan smiled and said, "Then... come and squeeze your shoulders?"

You Wu curled her lips, but she didn't refuse this, and slowly stepped on the water to his side, hesitated for a moment, and finally soaked in the water with him.

Then patted him on the shoulder: "Turn around."

Xia Guixuan turned around in a calm manner.

You Wu let him lean on her body, gently pinched his shoulders, and said nothing.

Since he is a master and servant, they all danced for him, which seems to be the case? But he wasn't wearing anything, just leaning against his body which was only wearing a silk robe, it felt like there was no gap.

Isn't this still taking a bath together?

Somehow, no shame.

How did it become like this... Dancing to dance away all self-esteem and reserve?

Maybe it's because... he's so defenseless.

You Wu looked at his back and neck, knowing that if she had a different heart, he would really suffer this time.

But the more this was the case, the more he couldn't think about it, and the massage on his hands became more attentive.

Her research on life and flesh not only knows how to injure the opponent with one blow, but also deeply knows where to press and how much force to make the opponent more comfortable.

Maybe he's right... Everyone needs to get in touch, "I can trust you and protect you in exchange for your respect and protection."

It is the emperor's mind, and he also recognizes it.

You Wu didn't look at the blood vessels in his neck anymore, her gaze soon fell on that white hair.

Really nice to see.

Recommend a copy of "My Wife of a Sword Master in Another World":

"Did I count as a hero saving the beauty just now?"

"It doesn't count...you saved them..."

The breeze gently blew the ends of the girl's hair. She gently pulled her hair and stopped.

The slender body leaned forward slightly, and the girl tilted her head to look at Xu Fei. A pair of eyes as clear as lake water, bright and transparent like stars, long eyelashes swaying gently with breathing, so beautiful that it makes one's heart palpitate.

Slender fingers lightly tapped on his chest to help him fasten the buttons, and the girl's silver bell-like voice sounded again.

"It's wrong to fight, only children think they are handsome..."

Starting from the cohabitation life of the heavenly general's domineering girlfriend, leading the hero into the fantasy world of sword and magic~ Different from the ordinary and pure daily life, this is a magnificent epic love drama, I hope you like it.