Chapter 844: Become a slave girl

Two hours later, when they were full of food and drink, everyone returned to Sole.
At this moment, Zhang Yifeng returned to his room. He was just about to close the door. Luo Ziyi walked over with a basin of water. "Lord...Master, I'm calling you wash water." Luo Ziyi hesitated, seemingly uncomfortable. . But after all, he said this sentence.
Zhang Yifeng said at the time: "No. I don't even wash my face."
"Then bubble feet later, I'll fill you with hot water." Luo Ziyi said again, seemingly already treating herself as a slave girl.
"This, no trouble."
"It's not troublesome, my maid will wash my feet every day. Bubble hot feet, really feel better."
Zhang Yifeng covered his head and said: "Since you insist, then you go get it."
"Okay, I will go back to get the footbath."
"No, I have it in my room, it's in the bathroom."
"it is good."
Luo Ziyi nodded and entered Zhang Yifeng's room.
Zhang Yifeng originally wanted to continue to consolidate his cultivation or comprehend the formation, but since Luo Ziyi wants to wash his feet, let's wash it.
To be honest, Zhang Yifeng is also a normal man, a lady like Luo Ziyi, who was once aloof, suddenly became his slave girl, serving him tea and water, washing his face and feet. This intense sensory conflict still made him feel very refreshed.
Let me ask the men of the world, who doesn't want to turn the "queen" who is usually high above them into their female slaves and let them surrender themselves.
Unfortunately, ideals are beautiful and reality is cruel. There are only a handful of people who can make the queen call your master.
Letting Luo Ziyi wash her feet is actually quite enjoyable. This is what he deserves.
It just so happened that Zhang Yifeng hadn't washed his feet for several months. Although the cultivator wouldn't have a bad foot, he really should wash his feet.
At this time, Luo Ziyi was holding a basin of footwashing water, gritted his teeth, and walked towards Zhang Yifeng somewhat shyly.
Growing up, only others have ever served her. This is the first time she has served others. Luo Ziyi's heart is naturally still a little nervous.
The more nervous Luo Ziyi is, the more Zhang Yifeng enjoys it. The sense of dignity and glory of a man bursts in an instant. This is the treatment that a real man should have.
Unfortunately, Zhang Yifeng’s sense of glory was quickly extinguished by the hot water.
Luo Ziyi was not a little nervous, but very nervous. She had just come to Zhang Yifeng's side and her feet suddenly staggered. Although she did not fall, the basin in her hand was directly on Zhang Yifeng's forehead.
A pot of hot water immediately poured Zhang Yifeng into a soup chicken.
"That, I'm sorry!"
Luo Ziyi panicked at the time. In fact, she wanted to laugh a little, but she didn't dare to laugh. After all, she was really careless, and she didn't want to avenge Zhang Yifeng.
Luo Ziyi removed the basin from Zhang Yifeng's head, and then took a towel to wipe Zhang Yifeng's body.
Zhang Yifeng's clothes are very thin, his clothes are white and his pants are also white.
After being soaked in water, the clothes and pants clung to Zhang Yifeng's body, and they became transparent.
Across the clothes, Luo Ziyi could clearly see Zhang Yifeng's developed chest muscles.
Luo Ziyi's heart was beating slightly, but more shamelessly, her hand rubbed against Zhang Yifeng's body.
This arrogant young lady not only blushed, but even her neck was red, where she was cold and arrogant.
"Ahem, all right, no need to wipe it, I'll do it myself."
Zhang Yifeng finally spoke. Luo Ziyi rubbed like this, not only uncomfortable for her, but also for him.
He stood up, directly used the fire attribute spirit, steamed the clothes dry, even his hair was dry.
"I'll give you another basin of water."
Luo Ziyi said embarrassedly. I thought it was easy to be a slave girl, but now she realized that it was still a bit difficult.
"No, go back to your room. I am ready to practice."
"No, I must wash your feet."
Luo Ziyi gritted her teeth and said, she went to water again.
Fortunately, this time she did not splash water on Zhang Yifeng's face, and successfully put it under Zhang Yifeng's feet, and then she took off Zhang Yifeng's shoes and socks.
Although his face looked unlovable, he still gritted his teeth and completed this series of actions. Finally, he successfully placed Zhang Yifeng's feet in the basin.
Next, Luo Ziyi used her jade hand to wash Zhang Yifeng's feet.
Her movements and strength were a bit strange, but Zhang Yifeng still felt quite enjoyable. What he enjoys is not the opponent's technique, but the huge change in his identity.
Although there were some episodes, it was considered a good wash.
After washing his feet, Zhang Yifeng suddenly said, "By the way, you can wash the clothes on my body."
"Wash the clothes?" Luo Ziyi was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay. You will still be in this bamboo frame later. I'll come and get it later."
With that said, Luo Ziyi took the basin and went to the bathroom again. After entering, Luo Ziyi immediately closed the door of the bathroom, his heart pounding as he leaned on the wall.
"Luo Ziyi, what are you doing! You are actually washing other people's feet!"
She clenched her fists and felt very uncomfortable. A tear slipped quietly in her eyes.
Finally, she squatted in the bathroom, buried her head and started crying quietly.
How proud before, how wronged and sad now.
She wanted to say that I quit, but what's the point of running away now.
Now that he had decided to be his slave girl, he had to grit his teeth and persevere. After all, she asked for all this.
In her heart, after all, she hated Zhang Yifeng. But at the same time, she also hates herself.
In the room, Zhang Yifeng frowned, then put away his spiritual consciousness. Luo Ziyi's behavior was seen by him, and he also sighed.
Although Luo Ziyi was arrogant and cold, what was wrong with her in fact?
At that time, Zhang Yifeng had nothing, and it was only natural for her to look down upon Zhang Yifeng.
Perhaps the only thing she was wrong was the way she handled things. If she told Zhang Yifeng well, there wouldn't be so many stories of twists and turns.