Yinzai pulled Murong Rong's hair over, applied a large amount of shampoo, and rubbed Murong Rong's head with his big hands.
He was so strong that he almost pushed Murong Rong's head into the water several times.
"What are you doing!"
"Next time you behave like this, don't come in the house!"
Yinzai pressed a certain small stone, and a jet of hot water flew out and sprinkled it on Murong Rong's head.
The hot air is thick, and the long hair is scattered in the pool, rippling in circles with the ripples.
Murong Rong felt that Yin Zai was about to rip off a layer of his scalp. Was he doing it with good intentions or on purpose? Did he wash his hair as vigorously as he did?
"You go out, I'll wash myself..."
"Tell me to leave? This seems to be my room." Yinzai washed off all the heavy makeup on Murong Rong's face and then stopped with satisfaction.
"Then, I'll go back to my room and wash myself." Murong Rong stood up reluctantly. His room was still comfortable, had hot water, and the bathroom was big.
Except for the pool-shaped bathtub, the floor is all paved with pebbles, and the mirror table where the washing supplies are placed is designed as a tree trunk, making it feel like you are in nature.
"You have a room? Where is your room?" Yin Zai teased.
"Hey! What are you doing with your hands?" Murong Rong grabbed Yinzai's big palm that was loose on her body, hid aside, and stared at Yinzai warily.
In the hot air, Murong Rong's vigilant and confused eyes were like a cute kitten, easily arousing Yin Zai's desire.
I don’t know if the water temperature was too high, but Yin Zai felt hot all over.
"Of course I'll help you change your clothes. Do you even wear clothes when taking a shower?"
"No, I'll do it myself, you, get out!"
Yinzai snorted coldly, stretched out his long arm, pulled Murong Rong over, and stripped Murong Rong naked two or three times.
Murong Rong screamed: "Indecent -"
The scream suddenly stopped, Yin Zai leaned down and muffled Murong Rong's voice with his thin lips.
After a long time, Yinzai let go of Murong's lips, and the desire in his eyes rose rapidly due to the temperature of the water. "This time, let's see where you run away."
"Cough - cough -" Murong Rong breathed heavily, almost suffocated to death by Yin Zai's kiss, his face was so red that it made people want to take a bite, "What did you say... ah -"