After a long silence, his muffled voice came from the room: "My feet are numb and I can't move!"
Yun Zheng's breathing was thicker than before, and his voice was trembling than before: "You can bear it a little longer, and I'll move my feet first."
What kind of situation is this?
While Lin Qingran was panicking, she felt like she couldn't laugh or cry.
The breathing behind her became more and more hot, and she was panting heavily. Lin Qingran lowered her body into the water for a few minutes, until her chin was buried in the water, and she stabilized her body.
The beautiful scenery in the barrel once again made Yun Zheng dumbfounded. The black hair was the moist black hair, and the white was the delicate flower-like body vaguely visible in the water. The clear black and white stimulated his nerves and filled him with excitement.
The mist creates a unique charm and breathtaking beauty.
"Xiaoran." A man's hoarse and low voice sounded behind him. He seemed to be unable to help but leaned towards her, and the warm air he exhaled sprayed on her earlobe.
Even though her body was immature and pure in this life, Lin Qingran's soul was not a girl ignorant of lust. She could hear the element of lust in Yun Zheng's voice.
Also, in such an ambiguous scene and such an ambiguous atmosphere, as long as Yun Zheng is still a normal man, he will inevitably have desires.
Lin Qingran was so embarrassed. She could already feel his hand reaching out like water and slowly climbing up her back, and couldn't help but shudder.
I don’t know if it was because he was too nervous or something else, but his hands were very cold, very cold, and very trembling. First, his fingers as cold as jade climbed up her back, and then his entire palm covered her back, up and down.
caressing.
"You...you are shameless!" The girl's voice had a hint of crying.
The big hand stroking his back paused, and the young man seemed to freeze, motionless.
Lin Qingran's tears fell down. It was not because of grievance, but as if some emotion that had been suppressed burst out of the ground, and she could not resist the turbulence.
She didn't resist Yun Zheng's ambiguous movements at all. Was it... was it a long, long time ago that she was... towards him?
This made her ashamed. Even though Dugu Lin was already worthless in her heart, she became ashamed of her own knowledge.
The young man looked at the girl's shrugged shoulders and choked silently, thinking about the shameless word that had just come out of her lips. He felt ashamed and embarrassed, but was helpless. As if he had been awakened, he withdrew himself like lightning.
The young man's hand flashed away very quickly, like a nimble bird, and slipped past the window. In the blink of an eye, the young man's figure disappeared into the vast darkness of the night, never to be seen again.
Lin Qingran cried for a long time, until the hot water in the barrel turned cold, then she got up, put on her clothes, left the bathroom, and went to the next room.
At this time, the glazed light in the room was just right. Because she had taken a bath, her whole body exuded a lazy and charming aura. Even though her eyes were a little red from crying, they looked more and more watery. Because of that charming look
Another touch of tenderness and pity was added to it.
The room was quiet, and the golden openwork peony aromatherapy ball exuded a faint fragrance. Lin Qingran did not disturb anyone. He sat in front of the bronze mirror, twirling his hair, but his eyes were dizzy and there was no trace at all.
point.
Suddenly, there was a sound of gentle footsteps, and Lin Qingran saw the young man in the bronze mirror - the young man who had gone and returned.