In Naruto, the more harems you have, the stronger you are.

Because he has no strong backing and is extremely talented, he is often chased around by powerful people of the same tribe who are jealous of his talent.

I have never been verbally insulted like this.

Now I am several times stronger than before, but I am still subjected to such verbal insults. How can this be justified?

As she thought about these things, she bit her lips and her hands moved faster.

Ziyou's plump breasts swayed with the movement of her arms, and her head became even harder, even to the point of being uncomfortable.

The love juice from her lower body flowed more because of Li Fan's vulgar words.

Her purple eyes were filled with a mixture of shyness and anger. She felt ashamed and annoyed, but didn't know what to do.

The author says:

Author's words: I still can't write down my inner thoughts. It's too clumsy to express them through words. Forget it. Let's leave it at that.

Chapter 5.7 "Washing Hair" (K words)

Finally, Ziyou took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down and calm himself down.

She took the towel down from the rack next to her and soaked it in the hot water in the bathtub.

Then he wrung it dry gently and placed the towel on Li Fan's back with both hands.

She began to wipe slowly from under Li Fan's neck, the towel moving gently on the skin, each stroke bringing slight friction.

Her fingers were tightly grasping the edge of the towel, and her arms were swinging rhythmically.

First start from one side of Li Fan's back spine, and slowly wipe in a spiral manner, from the shoulder down to above the waist.

During this period, Ziyou's breasts, which were as big as an adult's head, rubbed against Li Fan's back from time to time as her hands moved.

The wonderful touch brought by the contact and friction between Li Fan's back skin and his chest.

This made Ziyou a little distracted.

During the wiping process, Ziyou's perky white buttocks were slightly raised so that she could exert better force.

Li Fan closed his eyes, enjoying the comfortable feeling of his body being wiped, and praised softly:

"Yeah, that's good, keep it up like this."

Hearing Li Fan's praise, Ziyou's somewhat nervous expression relaxed slightly.

During the wiping process, Ziyou's purple eyes were fixed on Li Fan's muscular back.

Her ears turned red because of shyness, like ripe cherries.

As time slowly passed, her breathing became more and more uneven, and hot air continued to spew out of her tall, snow-white nose.

All the hot air sprayed on Li Fan's back like warm mist.

Her slender thighs were also tightly pressed together, trying to suppress the desire that was surging in her lower body. A layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on her silky smooth skin.

At the same time, Ziyou's snow-white toes were curled up slightly at the bottom of the bathtub.

She was struggling between tension and an inexplicable excitement and anticipation, as if countless ants were crawling in her heart.

Li Fan opened his eyes slightly and continued:

"You wiped it really well. You are better at serving people than I thought. Is there any way to make it more comfortable?"

Upon hearing Li Fan's words, Ziyou's face, which had been barely suppressed, instantly became hot again.

She bit her lower lip and thought for a moment.

Then re-wet the towel, wring it out with both hands, and fold it into a small square.

After doing all this, Ziyou put the towel on Li Fan's back again.

He began to gently press Li Fan's muscles with a corner of the small square.

Ziyou started from Li Fan's shoulder blades, pressing slowly and rhythmically.

Each blow caused Li Fan's muscles to sink slightly, and then bounce back quickly.

During this process, because of the force used by both hands.

So the muscles on Ziyou's snow-white and slender arms, which were much longer than those of ordinary women, began to tense, and the graceful lines displayed by her arms were like a fine sculpture.

The huge breasts on her chest also swayed gently with the movement of her arms, forming a graceful amplitude.

The breasts are surprisingly full and elastic, and they sway so much.

Even though she was helping Li Fan wash his hair, Uchiha Shuang, who was also a woman, couldn't help but take a few more glances.

During this period, the nipple on Ziyou's chest inevitably came into close contact with Li Fan's back.

The head of the penis kept rubbing against Li Fan's back skin, bringing a strange stimulation to Ziyou's body and mind.

Because of this strange stimulation, Ziyou's lower body became even wetter.

White love juice continued to flow out from the pink garden and seeped into the slightly scalding hot water in the bathtub.

Half a minute later.

Ziyou's body slowly leaned forward, and her plump breasts were completely pressed against Li Fan's back.

She tried to suppress her rapid breathing and whispered in Li Fan's ear:

"If I do this...will you feel better?"

After saying this, Ziyou waited quietly for Li Fan's answer.

She felt both fear and a hint of anticipation in her heart, and her eyes were flashing with complex light, like the twinkling stars in the night sky.

Li Fan smiled, as if he had thought of something interesting. He said softly:

"Very comfortable."

"Now you go to the front and help me wash the front of my body, and Shuang will wash her own body first."

Uchiha Shuang, who was gently washing Li Fan's hair and massaging his head, raised her thin eyebrows slightly when she heard this.

An interested smile appeared on her charming and beautiful face, and she took a few steps back to make room.

When Ziyou heard Li Fan's request, her body suddenly stiffened, as if she had been cast under a spell.

Ziyou seemed to have anticipated what might happen next.

When she thought of that possibility, her heart, which was already beating fast, began to beat even faster.

Your hot breasts rise and fall violently with your breathing, and your head becomes even harder.

The love fluid flowing out of the Peach Blossom Land was flowing uncontrollably like a flood that had broken through a dam.

But Ziyou hesitated for a moment and then slowly walked in front of Li Fan.

After all, we have come this far and we absolutely cannot give up halfway.

Ziyou slowly walked in front of Li Fan.

During this process, Ziyou's purple eyes didn't dare to look directly at Li Fan.

Just a furtive glance at him, then quickly looking away.

It was as if Li Fan was some kind of monster.

She took a deep breath, and slowly stretched her hands holding the towel in front of Li Fan with some trembling.

Ziyou's hands gently touched Li Fan's skin through the towel and began to wipe slowly.

Starting from the neck, then wiping all the way to Li Fan's abdomen.

During this process, even though Ziyou tried hard to control his eyes, he could not help but notice the huge stick swaying slightly in the water.

See that huge stick that you've never seen before.

Ziyou's breathing suddenly stopped.

She felt nervous but also a little indescribable excitement, as if a deer was running wildly in her heart.

Ziyou's brain inevitably began to imagine.

What would it feel like if Li Fan's huge stick entered his garden, which had never been entered by anyone?

When Ziyou thought of this, he felt even more ashamed.

Her cheeks instantly turned red, like ripe apples.

Although he had signed a psychic contract with the human in front of him that was of a master-servant nature.

But I have been very close with Li Fan, and it has only been half a day since we met, and things have developed to this point. It's too fast!

While Ziyou was thinking about these things, she was carefully wiping the front of Li Fan's body.

Her movements were gentle and delicate, as if she was treating a precious treasure.

After all, for Ziyou, since it has come to this point, he must do it with the utmost seriousness.

If Li Fan gets angry because of his perfunctory attitude, it would be a waste of time and effort.

As all parts of the front of Li Fan's body were wiped, Ziyou finally slid down slowly holding the towel in both hands.

When she was about to reach Li Fan's stick, her hands suddenly stopped.

An expression of struggle appeared on Ziyou's beautiful face, and she was obviously making her final inner struggle.

Uchiha Shuang, who was washing her long hair not far away and watching all this, saw this.

The smile on her face became even more charming and her body began to get excited.

There was a hint of pride in Uchiha Shuang's eyes, as if to say:

"Look, the evil god who once made me suffer so much is now succumbing to Li Fan step by step, isn't he?"

Li Fan opened his eyes slightly, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes, and asked calmly:

"Hmm? Why did you stop?"

Ziyou's hands stopped on Li Fan's abdomen, and her body trembled slightly.

She bit her lip, her eyes full of shyness, and her ethereal voice became a little trembling:

"Master Li Fan... this... this is really too embarrassing."

After saying this, Ziyou's hands remained where they were, not knowing whether to move forward or backward.

She was very conflicted and her brows were slightly furrowed.

Ziyou was afraid of going against Li Fan's wishes, but at the same time, it was difficult for her to break through the last line of shame in her heart. Her heart was filled with contradictions and anxieties.

Li Fan closed his eyes again and said thoughtfully:

"If you don't want to, forget it, but I really want to test the limits of your regenerative ability."

Hearing Li Fan's words, Ziyou's body shook violently.

A trace of fear and confusion flashed in her eyes. Her snow-white hands were clenched into fists. She bit her lower lip and struggled inside.

After a while, Ziyou spoke.

"Master Li Fan, please don't do this. I will help you clean it!"

Ziyou's voice trembled slightly and a pleading expression appeared on her face.

Li Fan showed a smug smile on his face and nodded:

"That's right, don't use a towel, use your hands to wipe it, and remember to keep your eyes open the whole time."

Hearing this, Ziyou took a deep breath and opened his eyes tightly, which he had originally wanted to close.

After throwing the towel in her hand into the bathtub next to her, her eyes became firm, as if she had made some kind of determination.

After a breath, Ziyou's hands gently touched Li Fan's stick.

Her hands first carefully and gently grasped the huge stick.

As soon as Ziyou held the stick, his hands began to tremble slightly.

Her face turned red instantly and beads of sweat began to appear on her forehead, as if she was holding a hot object in her hands.

After holding this stick.

Ziyou began to try to regulate her breathing, experimentally moving her hands slowly up and down.