Chapter 102: The Fake Phoenix and the Void Phoenix
The maids looked at each other, holding back their smiles and retreated. Yutang stepped forward and closed the door. When she turned around, Fu Heng had already taken off her top and put it aside. Seeing that he was about to take off his belt, she hurriedly covered her face and turned away.
He turned around and asked, "What...what are you doing?" The person behind him stopped what he was doing, smiled evilly, and said in a rogue manner, "They are all gone, and there is no one to help me bathe, so I have to thank you, madam."
The smoky hot pavilion was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere. Yutang's hand holding the bath towel was soaked in the hot spring. She lowered her head, not daring to look directly at the naked man in the water. She slowly reached out and rubbed his back through the bath towel.
Back. The person in the water closed his eyes slightly and leaned over the bathtub as if he was enjoying himself. "Ma'am, please be a little heavier." After a while, he said again, "Ma'am, do you want to murder your husband?" Yutang was anxious and ashamed.
Throwing the bath towel into the water, "Master Fu is really difficult to take care of. If you are not satisfied, just find your own way to rub your back!" As if she was convinced, "Madam, you still need to continue to practice your skills, okay?"
"Husband, I've almost finished washing. Let's change clothes." After saying that, he spread his hands and said, "If you want to dress yourself, I can't do this!" Fu Heng said, "Then I'll get up and put it on myself." He saw that he was about to wear it.
Standing up from the bathtub naked, Yutang hurriedly grabbed a piece of pajamas from the shelf and handed it to him, "You, put it on quickly! I'm going out first."
In front of the dressing table, he pretended to be calm and took off his hairpin ring. The face of the person in the mirror was filled with red clouds. When Fu Heng came out in his pajamas, he saw Yutang undoing her hair, like clouds of green silk pouring from her ears.
Next, the breeze blew on my face, and the agarwood fragrance was accompanied by the unique and refreshing smell of my daughter's house, which was intoxicating. "Aren't you going to bed yet, madam?" Yutang heard the sound and looked through the window at the girl on duty outside the door.
, silently put down the jade comb, and walked step by step towards the bed curtain embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water. Before he could get closer, Fu Heng pulled her into his arms, pressed her to the bed, and stroked her pink face with his fingers.
Hanchun's cheeks, the tip of her nose, her lips, and her breathing gradually became heavier. Yutang's eyelashes kept flashing, and she finally mustered up the courage to hold her husband's hand, "I...I will do it myself."
The slender hand pressed the buckle of the brocade dress, and with a little force, the ice muscles in the neck were exposed. Then the second buckle also opened at the fingertips, revealing a large area of snow-white skin. The warm fragrance could be faintly seen on the chest and underwear.
Gully. Maybe it was due to the weather. When Yutang's fingers were cold and touched his neck, she felt an indescribable extreme pleasure. Fu Heng leaned down, and the two of them covered the quilt and stuck together tightly. Fu Heng
Heng only took a deep breath of the breath on the neck of the person in his arms and did not continue. Yutang felt his body gradually getting warm under him, and the little deer on his chest bumped wildly. For a long time, Fu Hengfang turned his head and whispered to her, "Don't worry, I'm with you."
I won't touch you until your heart completely belongs to me. At this hour, it's time for the whistle outside the door to go to bed, so you should go to bed early." After saying this, he pulled up a thin blanket and put it on the soft side of the bed.
Lie down on the couch.
After some teasing, neither of them felt sleepy, but they fell asleep in a tacit understanding. Hearing the person on the couch turn over, Yutang couldn't help but ask, "Is it uncomfortable to sleep on the couch?" Fu Heng
Somewhat embarrassed, "This is my first time sleeping on this bed. Maybe it's not familiar with me yet. I'll just wait for a while and get used to it." She couldn't help but feel a little funny, "Well, I'm afraid it won't be able to live without you in the future.
Here! Go to sleep." Fu Heng couldn't help but feel a little lonely after hearing this. Could it be that he can only be friends with this cold couch for a long time? It's really torture!"