Baiqie Heinian's older brother controls the imperial prince x cute and unknowingly fucks the beautiful little proton
New Year | Wallpaper Love | SPA treatment (massage, hydrotherapy, oil bath, etc.)
——"Come here, Ana, brother will give you a SPA."
Head SPA: Ginger juice/horn comb/stretch stick
Shoulder and neck SPA: Scrub/Gua Sha board/Neck pinch
Accompanied by a series of trigger sounds ASMR.
Full body SPA: pour essential oil/apply fresh milk/touch
Wait...
After Anatole became a healing model, he realized later: Damn it, what is his brother doing to him...? !
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In the interstellar age, human beings have evolved strong spiritual power, but they have also been polluted by the star sea, until the emergence of SPA healers.
His Royal Highness Anatole, the Imperial Royal Highness, and His Royal Highness Prince Turanos are known as the Twins of the Empire. However, on the day he came of age, he was diagnosed with "no ability to be a healer".
On the day he learned the news, His Royal Highness put aside the high-level meeting of the empire, returned to the palace in a happy mood, and entered His Young Highness's bedroom.
The newly awakened spiritual body, beautiful and useless, lies at hand. In the center of the dormitory is the even more beautiful His Highness Ana, who is falling asleep due to fever after waking up.
His Royal Highness leaned over and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Anatole woke up and blinked in confusion: "... Brother?"
The "younger brother" who lost his qualifications as a healer also lost the ability to compete with him for power. Simply harmless to humans and animals.
"Are you dizzy, Ana?" The prince pressed his fingertips on His Highness's temples, clasped the back of his slender neck with his palms, and pinched the side of his neck like a cat.
"Don't move, let me give you a head spa."
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More than ten years ago, the young imperial prince Turanos went to the Federation to accept the cession of border territories, but ultimately returned empty-handed.
Rumor has it that he abandoned the border in favor of bringing back the Confederacy's most important treasures.
Only the top officials of the empire knew what the treasure was, the rest - the people did not.
His Imperial Highness, Anatole, doesn't know either.
He just found out that after confirming that he had "no ability to be a healer", he lost the qualification to fight for power on the spot.
All the high-ranking officials in the empire, including generals, chief judges, chief researchers, palace secretaries... Often looked at him with the following eyes.
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The empire accidentally discovered that His Highness Anatole, who had no qualifications as a healer, could actually become a SPA model for a healer.
Giving your little highness a SPA can have an excellent healing effect. It even far exceeds the effect of any healer giving a polluter a spa.
The spiritual power of their SPA therapist is no longer important, what matters is His Highness, the healing model.
——Is he comfortable? What is his reaction?
The empire's loyal generals, rational judges, cold researchers, and patient secretary-generals all took off their masks and blocked every corner where His Highness appeared, just to give him a healing SPA.
It's a pity that their coveted vision is destined to fail——
His Royal Highness was locked into the royal palace by the glorious Crown Prince.
"Ana, let me give you a full-body SPA to relax. Do you prefer a water bath or a milk bath?"
Anatole: Actually, I don't like being looked at and touched.
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Anatole became a spa model for His Royal Highness.
He was forced to accept the status quo of remaining in the palace, being healed by Turanos, and occasionally going further.
If you can bear it if you know the truth, what else can he do now that the prince has become the emperor? It's okay to just relax your body and mind by touching and massaging...
Anatole was lying on Turanos's mattress, closing his eyes and enjoying the spa treatment on all parts of his body, thinking calmly.
Until——the coveted onlookers could not help but tell him his true identity.
He is not His Highness from the Imperial Palace, but the Holy Son of the Federation Tower who was snatched away a few years ago.
His trusted "brother" personally raised him and taught him to become a healing model in his dormitory.
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After the spa, there was more waiting for him.
"No more, brother...!!"
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Purpose: Heal the soul
