How to capture the system fairies as wives

As the sun was setting and the place was desolate and deserted with withered vines and crows, the innkeeper suddenly saw the door being kicked open.

A man in a black robe and mask staggered in.

The shopkeeper was frightened and at first thought it was a robbery by bandits.

But the man just uttered:

"...a room"

"Okay, okay."

The stunned shopkeeper and waiter hurried to clean up the guest room. The masked man also slowly dragged his heavy body upstairs.

After entering the room, he turned his head and whispered:

"Put some hot water at the door, and no one is allowed to come in without my permission."

The waiter nodded hurriedly and ran down happily.

After closing the door, he immediately slid down slowly against it, breathing heavily.

The air was filled with fishy smells.

“…I’m surprised.”

The system's voice suddenly sounded: "You can actually walk here despite such serious injuries."

"Not... enough."

The masked man's eyes shook, and he forced himself to cheer up and said, "Almost...almost there."

"So what if we get there?"

The system's tone was somewhat heavy: "Do you know that your injuries are not much better than death?"

"Even one pill will do. At least it will stop the pain—"

The masked man remained silent.

The system, which had been talking to itself for a long time, could only sigh helplessly.

"I don't understand you humans."

"But this kind of stubbornness is probably only possessed by humans and no other creatures."

The masked man pursed his lips.

...It smells like blood.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Just put the water at the door...that's all." The masked man said with his last bit of strength.

But the knocking continued.

"Sir, besides water, there are also wine and food. They will get cold if left alone for a while."

The masked man gritted his teeth angrily, stood up with difficulty, pushed open the door, and said with a little anger:

"Didn't I tell you not to come without my permission—"

His voice stopped abruptly.

Chen Yin was holding the food and standing at the door with a smile on his face.

"Please calm down, sir."

“No matter how hard, tired, or unhappy you are.”

"You still have to fill your stomach first."

(I went to watch the game. I hope EDG can fight back.)

(Tomorrow I will be asking for votes for the daily first month of the month, please. There will also be a daily first month of the month update tomorrow.)

(Family members, I really can’t afford to eat this time, please forgive me.)

211. Beauty

While the masked man was still in a daze, Chen Yin had already skillfully brought a basin of hot water to the bedside, and also brought a plate of wine and food to the table.

The way he rolls up his sleeves and works really looks like a waiter.

"Sir, do you want to wash first or eat first?"

The masked man opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

"You look exhausted, so you should wash up first."

Chen Yin rinsed the hot towel and said attentively, "Let me help you wash up."

The masked man didn't move.

Chen Yin smiled and pulled her to sit on the chair, then bent down and took off the masked man's boots.

The masked man shuddered, but did not resist.

A bloody smell wafted into his nose, and Chen Yin saw dried blood stains on the soles of her boots.

Without saying a word, he placed the masked man's smooth jade feet into the basin and gently poured hot water over them.

The moment his hands held his feet, the masked man shuddered as if he had been electrocuted, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Chen Yin held the jade feet and wiped them carefully with a hot towel.

A warm and gentle breath surged from the soles of his feet, and the masked man suddenly felt like he was in a warm hot spring, and the fatigue and soreness in his body gradually dissipated.

The masked man noticed the soft blue light in Chen Yin's palm.

"Are you... treating my wounds?"

"You are joking, sir. I am just a servant and can only help you wash and brush your teeth."

The masked man was a little embarrassed and annoyed, and said angrily: "Chen Yin! Do you think it's fun to pretend like this?"

Chen Yin ignored her and continued to wipe her feet and calves carefully.

The masked man had no choice but to lower his head helplessly and whispered, "How did you find me?"

"The message you sent. Yunlinzhou."

“I didn’t—” The masked man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly shouted angrily in his heart, “System!”

The system didn't dare to make any sound.

Chen Yin slowly washed one of her feet, then took off the other and continued washing it.

The masked man seemed uncomfortable with his gentle and delicate movements and couldn't help rubbing his ankle awkwardly.

"I, I can do it myself..."

"My Lord, you are tired from the journey, please let me do this little thing for you."

Chen Yin rejected her nonchalantly.

The masked man remained silent.

All of a sudden, the room became extremely quiet, with only the sound of splashing water remaining.

After cleaning her delicate and soft feet, Chen Yin smiled and said:

"Master, please change your clothes. I will wipe your body for you."

The masked man's brain short-circuited.

But before she could react, Chen Yin had already started to take off her clothes.

"you!"

The masked person shrank back in fear, but before she could get angry, Chen Yin's hands were already gently pinching her shoulders, and his tone became unusually formal.

"...Don't move." His voice was soft and serious.

The masked person sat down obediently and allowed Chen Yin to gently take off her coat.

As soon as he took off his coat, Chen Yin frowned deeply.

Beneath the black cloak, there were traces of blood.

New and old, dry and bright, all mottled.

The masked man seemed a little guilty and looked at Chen Yin cautiously, but saw him take off his coat without saying a word, and then continued to reach for his underwear.

But before he could touch the chest wrap, the masked man had already put his arms tightly over his chest.

"Don't..." Her tone suddenly sounded a little pitiful.

Chen Yin did not force her, but threw the bloodstained clothes aside, then silently picked up the towel and wiped her bloodstained arms.

One by one. Gently and carefully.

The masked man felt as if he was electrocuted and was swept by a numbing feeling, and his whole body became limp.

Finally, she couldn't hold it back any longer and let out a soft, delicate moan.

"Hmm..."

Her fair and smooth skin and beautiful and attractive figure will make any man's eyes go straight when he sees her.

But Chen Yin's eyes were calm. While he was wiping her body, his spiritual power was also exploring the injuries in her body.

…Her meridians seemed to have been twisted into a ball of hemp rope by someone with great force.

Not to mention the circulation of spiritual energy, the fact that he didn't die on the spot already showed his strong vitality.

The feeling of having your meridians twisted into a ball must be very painful.

Chen Yin didn't know how much pain it was.

He could only try to move as gently as possible so as not to make her feel uncomfortable.

The masked man obediently let him wipe his body, and suddenly heard him ask:

"…The good deeds of the Son of God?"

She hesitated and nodded.

Chen Yin wiped away the last bit of blood for her, making her body smooth and tender like milk again, and even the few external injuries disappeared.

Then he took out a few pills from his arms and gave them to her.

"The side effects are a bit severe and might make you sleep all day. But the effect is really good."

"Once you wake up, this injury should be fine."

Upon hearing that he would sleep all day, the masked man pursed his red lips, seeming to hesitate.

But Chen Yin immediately said heavily:

"obedient."

She still took the pill and swallowed it gently. Then she looked at him eagerly and blinked.

Chen Yin's expression relaxed slightly.

"My Lord, you have worked hard all day, so I specially prepared a meal for you."

"Sir, don't you want to try it?" he said with a smile.

The masked man looked at the braised crucian carp, sweet and sour spare ribs, and fish-flavored eggplant on the table and his stomach growled.

"I-I'm not hungry—"

"I can feed you." Chen Yin said casually.

The masked man immediately picked up the chopsticks and took a bite.

…it’s really delicious.

Even though I’m used to eating countless delicacies from land and sea, I have to say that this seemingly ordinary home-cooked dish is indisputably delicious.

Just one bite, and she suddenly felt tears welling up in her eyes.

Chen Yin is right.

Having a full stomach is the happiest thing when you are in a bad mood.

After taking two bites of food, she lowered her head and stopped talking.