Chapter 8: spiritual surrender

Chapter 8 Surrender at the spiritual level

"Huh?" Fu Xing raised his eyebrows, and a trace of unease appeared on his unprecedentedly handsome face.

"You just came back and changed your pajamas again. You probably want to take a comfortable hot bath? I heard that staying on a starship for a long time will be very hard..."

Gradually, Lin Fu became less nervous, and there was an inexplicable temptation in her watery eyes, which made this Major General, who was cold and cruel in the eyes of star bandits and pirates, frown more and more tightly.

Fu Xing glanced down at the optical brain on his wrist, on which his heartbeat was constantly beating and growing, which made his expression even more self-effacing.

"I'm fine, now I've let you use the bathroom, I've put the bath water for you in it just now, you can take a bath after you go in."

Lin Fu clapped her hands pretending to be relaxed, and walked in front of Fu Xing with her snow-white feet. The girl's petite body with a seductive fragrance made the man's seemingly thin but powerful body gradually harden.

This is a strange emotion that Fuxing has never had before.

Lin Fu tilted her head and glanced at him. When the man's heartbreakingly handsome face came into view, the excited villain screamed.

"Okay, you go take a bath!"

Fu Xing calmly walked to the bathroom.

"Shall I help you take a shower?"

"Huh?" Fu Xing's deep and **** voice rose slightly, like a hooked person getting dizzy.

Lin Fu thought that the interstellar people might not know what a bath is, so she vividly gestured on Fuxing's back and performed a bathing action.

The man's cheeks with a complexion like cold jade quietly added a touch of color.

"Need not."

Lin Fu secretly exclaimed that it was a pity, and continued to work hard, "Then let me get you clothes! Pass me towels, soap or something?"

Fu Xing clenched his fist secretly, the little wife was too proactive.

"There are domestic robots." He said patiently.

"That's not okay." Lin Fu quickly waved her hand, "It's so that people can see you without clothes? Absolutely not." Thinking of her changing the housekeeping robot to a sweet loli voice today, it's like drinking a whole day bottle of vinegar.

It will have to be corrected tomorrow.

Fu Xing walked into the bathroom and stopped suddenly. Lin Fu, who was following behind, bumped her head into it without noticing it. Her nose was sore from the pain. Just as she was about to stand upright, the man in front of her suddenly turned around. She slipped and fell straight into the arms of the man.

She fell on purpose, but she forgot that she was wearing a silky and loose nightgown. When she fell, the belt loosened somehow, and the nightgown slipped directly from the snow-white fragrant shoulders.

Slides all the way down to the waist.

Smooth and beautiful fragrant shoulders, beautiful butterfly bones and breathtakingly slender and soft waist... just like this are clearly displayed in front of the man's eyes.

The man's long and slender hands were pinning her waist, and what was even more terrible was that Lin Fu was still tightly clinging to his arms, with only a thin layer of clothes between them.

That touching touch of softness...

The man who had been trying to maintain his composure completely lost control. The heavy breathing and the force that almost crushed her and pushed her into the bones caused Lin Fu's brain to lack oxygen, and her whole body was limp in his arms.

What makes Lin Fu even more at a loss is the suppression and submission from the spiritual level.

At this time, her S-level mental power is as weak as a child, and she can't even develop the strength to resist. In her heart, she just wants to surrender to this powerful man.

What level is his spiritual power?

"You shouldn't mess with me." After a long time, the man suppressed his physical impulse, his voice was cool and domineering.

"Now, you have no chance to say no."

The man's slender and cool fingers gently picked up Lin Fu's pajamas and helped her put them back on.

Until then, the subjugation and suppression from the spiritual level slowly disappeared, but her body was still weak, leaning against his broad embrace, her tender cheeks rubbing against the man's hard chest.

"Why am I doing this?"

Fuxing's lips showed a playful look, "How?"

"My mental strength will want to surrender to you? The body is not in control? Still no strength?" She pressed her chin against his chest, looked up at him, and asked pitifully.

Fu Xing was startled, and a look of puzzlement flashed in his eyes.

"You want to surrender to me because your mental strength is lower than mine. As for your lack of physical strength..." the man frowned slightly, "I don't know either."

It's strange that he also encounters questions he doesn't know.

"I do not know either."

The two looked at each other in blank dismay.

(end of this chapter)