The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Li Yuan looked at Cheng Laosan, who was full of nonsense, with a dazed look. What the **** is 188?

Although the old man has a beer belly, his weight must be under 180, okay?

Under Cheng Chubi's sign, he slowly lay on the couch that had been covered with towels.

I saw Cheng Chubi quickly wrapped a towel around his palm. With little effort, a Datang towel version had taken shape.

Then Li Yuan felt the towel draped on his neck and swiped it.

In an instant, I felt that my skin, which had been soaked so much, seemed to be pulled to a layer.

But the feeling was very refreshing, not painful, and I couldn't help groaning comfortably.

Cheng Chubi stared blankly at a piece of noodles that was at least an inch in length that was rubbed down by him, and his face went black.

This uncle, how many years hasn't rubbed his back?

Father Zhongbao, who was standing on the side, also saw the dirt that was rubbed off by Cheng Chubi (Guizhou dialect: Ge greasy), and Gu Jing Wubo's face was instantly broken.

The eyeballs were also round and round, and he did not expect that the dragon grime of His Majesty the Emperor was so thick.

"What is your kid's surprise, go ahead?" Li Yuan urged unhappily, who hadn't waited for the next hand for a long time.

Cheng Chubi could only sigh and continue. Anyway, I can't ask for this towel, and Dragon Scale is also scale. It's not a good thing.

Cheng Chubi was born in a family of martial arts who abandoned his culture and practiced martial arts. He had two arms and strength, even if he didn't have a thousand catties, seven or eight hundred catties would definitely be no problem.

And what does the scrubber pay attention to? Pay attention to one word, ruthless! Vigorously miracle.

As long as the strength is strong enough, even if you rub the blood spots of the rubbed person, the other party will only shout cool, maybe they can give you more money to tip.

But if you are weak and weak, the next time those who are rubbed will come to take a bath, you will wink his eyebrows and he will not be willing to take care of you and take care of your business.

Cheng Chubi is strong enough, and he is also an excellent medical student who is proficient in anatomy. Although he has been rubbed his back, he has experienced and appreciated it many times.

Therefore, even though it was only the first time, he carried forward a ruthless decision to make Li Yuan, a strong old man weighing at least 178.

She also rubbed and wandered on the couch, moaning, of course this was a serious and comfortable moan.

Even if the lantern's light is not enough, but with Cheng Chubi's vigorous vajra rubbing, the Dragon Scale frequently falls.

It happened to rub Li Yuan's waist, Li Yuan felt something fell into his palm, and subconsciously clenched his fist and raised his hand to take a look.

Suddenly he stared unhappily and sat up. "What the **** is this?"

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Seeing Li Yuan's awkward and somewhat disgusting expression, Cheng Chubi explained something seriously.

"The emperor, this thing that looks like noodles is actually the dragon grime rubbed off from your body..."

"..." Li Yuan's chrysanthemum old face turned red and black, black and red, gave Cheng Chubi this nonsense young man a glance, and lay back depressed.

The old man scrubs often, but why does he rub such a stripe on his body? Hmm...it must have been caused by Cheng Laosan deliberately rubbing with great effort.

At the moment when Li Yuan was in a complicated mood, he suddenly felt a slap on the outside of his right hip.

There was a crisp sound, echoing in the night. Li Yuan's closed eyes suddenly widened.

The fossil face of Father Zhongbao next to him also became distorted, and he looked at the old man Cheng who slapped the outside of the upper emperor's right hip with a dumbfounded look.

Is this kid getting nervous? Or do you have a pit in your head and want to die?

Cheng Chubi slapped down, only to see that the Supreme Emperor's eyes suddenly stared, but he still lay there without moving.

Suddenly I feel a little unhappy, what's going on, don't understand?

Anyone in the bathhouse knows that with a slap in the butt, everyone will be very skilled in changing positions to meet the needs of the scrubber.

"You just..." Li Yuan's eyes widened in disbelief, and he wanted to growl in anger.

Cheng Chubi urged a bit impatiently. "Why are you always stunned? Change sides quickly. After rubbing the front, you should rub both sides."

"You...you kid can't use your mouth to remind the old man?"

Although Li Yuan was embarrassed to continue roaring, he was still unhappy, did this little **** take revenge on the old man on purpose.

Cheng Chubi spread out his hands with an innocent look. He was just an innocent scrubber who wanted to get the 188 set meal.

It's not to deliberately retaliate against you, a bad old man, or to slap you in order to show revenge against sinister evildoers.

"Look, I looked at your old man with his eyes closed. I don't worry about you falling asleep. I just pat you gently to remind you."

"Next time you yell with your mouth, and dare to use your hands and feet, the old man smokes you." Li Yuan snorted unwillingly, and turned to his side.

Cheng Chubi hurriedly agreed, and continued to rub hard, ah, somehow he took revenge, and I will talk about the future.

When Cheng Chubi finished rubbing salt for him, Li Yuan sat up slowly, feeling that he was more energetic.

Unable to be happy, he nodded in satisfaction to Cheng Chubi.

"You kid~www.wuxiaspot.com~Where did you learn this craft? The old man feels that he has lost a few kilos."

Hearing this, Cheng Chubi lowered his head and looked at the Dragon Dirt scum in that place, hehe.

"No, it's three or four at most, less than half a catty."

"..." Li Yuan's face instantly turned into the bottom of a frying pan that had been fried for seven years. It’s a god-like three-four-two, Lao Tzu just describes whether he understands.

Li Yuan felt that he still didn't bother to pay attention to this nonsense-mouthed Cheng Lao San, so as not to get angry and sick.

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Under Cheng Chubi's command, Cheng Fa and Cheng Da rushed over to give Li Yuan an artificial shower, finally washing away all the dragon grime left on their bodies.

Once again, I returned to the Tangquan Well and once again enjoyed the warm spring water. This time, my skin was much more sensitive than before.

But Cheng Chubi didn't follow, poured a few buckets of water on him, and began to let Cheng send him a back rub, giving instructions from time to time.

First, he rubbed his back with salt, and with the rustling sound, noodles no less than Li Yuanlong's grime appeared one after another.

When he got a little hot and stood up, Li Yuan couldn't help but laugh when he saw this scene.

"Well, the old man is lighter than three or four pounds, you kid, I'm afraid that you can't help it if you don't take three or four pounds."

"..."

When he finished the bath, he made a supreme back rubbing package of 188. Li Yuan, who was lighter by a couple of taels, strode away with a refreshing pace.

It's just that when he left, not only was one copper plate left unopened, he also followed two packs of snacks, one pack of dried fish, and one pack of spiced beans.