Chapter 513 Aesthetic Statement

Fu Cang turned and left. After a while, he not only brought a cane, but also brought the chessboard.

"I want to play a game with your majesty."

"Play?" Chu Qinghuang sneered, "With your poor chess skills, you are really looking for trouble?"

"Your majesty, don't you just want to torture me?" Fu Cang readily agreed, "It just so happens that I haven't played chess with your majesty for a long time. If I lose, it can also satisfy your majesty's pleasure."

Chu Qinghuang was silent for a moment: "What if I lose?"

"If your majesty loses, let me do whatever I want." Fu Cang pursed his lips and answered without hesitation, "Anyway, there must be some prizes."

Chu Qinghuang only thought about it for a short while and felt that it was okay to indulge occasionally.

So the chessboard was set up by the window, and the two spent a whole half day playing chess and eating up, playing chess and having some fun.

Fu Cang lost three games, and his thin body was covered with marks of love. Chu Qinghuang didn't know whether he missed the game intentionally or was really confused, but he lost two games to Fu Cang, who was so stupid.

The couple went back and forth, enjoying the good time.

Whenever Chu Qinghuang felt the fierce and domineering nature of the wolf cub, he couldn't help asking him, "Are you not in pain?"

"Your Majesty knows that my subordinates are thick-skinned and thick-skinned." The wolf cub laughed in a lingering voice, "If you can't bear this little pain, you should probably go back to the furnace and be retrained."

The physique trained in the mountains of swords and seas of fire, let alone the power of the cane, even the steel whip torture has been endured countless times, so how can this tickling pain be worth taking to heart?

However, recalling the hellish time when he trained in the Shadow Pavilion, it seemed to be a long time ago. Now thinking back, I don't know if it was surrounded by tenderness and affection, Fu Cang actually felt like it was something from his previous life.

Chu Qinghuang snorted coldly: "That's because I'm soft on you."

"I've said before that the master is a little fairy." Fu Cang tilted his head to look at her, with a smile on his lips, "Although she looks cold on the surface, she is actually gentle and soft-hearted, and I can't be cruel."

At this time, Chu Qinghuang leaned lazily against the head of the bed, looking at Fu Cang's delicate and handsome face: "Fu Cang, I want to brand a lotus on you."

Fu Cang was surprised: "Lotus?"

What kind of hobby is this, His Majesty?

If he wants to brand, he should brand a fierce beast or something to match his status.

"Brand it here?" His slender fingers touched Fu Cang's sensitive waist, "Do you want to brand it on your lower back or on your abdomen?"

Fu Cang was silent for a moment, and raised his head slightly: "Can only the lotus be branded?"

"What do you want to brand?"

"I want to brand Nuan Nuan's name, so that I can declare my sovereignty." Fu Cang carefully suggested, "I belong to Nuan Nuan, and branding Nuan Nuan's name means that I only belong to Nuan Nuan in this life."

Chu Qinghuang thought about it: "It sounds good."

"Brand it on the abdomen, or the chest." Fu Cang said, "This way, every time..., the master can see his name."

Chu Qinghuang raised his eyebrows: "Every time what?"

Fu Cang coughed lightly and thought of a more beautiful saying: "When we go to Wushan to make love."

Chu Qinghuang was silent for a moment, and said with emotion: "The wolf cub who was once strong in martial arts and simple in mind is completely gone forever."

"It's all because of your Majesty's good teaching."

"Really?" Chu Qinghuang sat up and took the cane, "Since you said so, I decided to teach you well."