Damn it, it is really a blessing, not a curse, it is a curse that cannot be avoided.
Taking a deep breath, Ziyu hunched over his chest and followed the man named Hanyang to Beiming Changfeng's residence.
The best room on the ship.
At this moment, smoke was flying lightly in the room, and a huge bathtub was lying across the room, with mist flowing. Beiming Changfeng stood at the window, with his hands behind his back and looking into the distance. His breath was completely different from that of the bathtub.
Hanyang brought Ziyu in and left as soon as the door was closed. Ziyu froze in place while looking at the tub.
What is this going to do?
Do you want her to take a shower for him to see?
Once you wash it, you can wear it right away.
"Come here." Before Ziyu could scare himself to death, Beiming Changfeng turned around and looked at Ziyu expressionlessly.
The veins at the end of Ziyu's eyes twitched. He didn't dare to show other expressions. He just walked over very obediently and said with admiration on his face: "Young Master, what are you?"
Beiming Changfeng didn't even look at Ziyu's adoring expression, and coldly spread his arms.
What does it mean?
Want her to undress him?
Smiling flatteringly: "Um, young master, men don't know each other. We have just met... that... that..."
Beiming Changfeng lowered his head and showed no expression on his expressionless face, but his eyes showed a hint of sarcasm, as if he was mocking Ziyu for his pretentiousness: "Take it off."
Take it off, take it off so he can take a shower.
Damn it, she understands, this is using her right now.
Okay, okay, she admires his sincerity, and she will naturally put down her posture and do anything to please the person she likes. Okay, she shows her sincerity.
As long as he didn't recognize her, she would give him any sincerity.
Ziyu's expression turned stiff when he understood, and he began to stretch out his hand to undress Beiming Changfeng.
Ziyu said it was a lot of pressure to grasp the mentality and essentials of such a sacred act as helping the object of his admiration take off his clothes.
So, he simply and very roughly tore off Beiming Changfeng's clothes, stripping him into a naked body.
Well, even if you're excited, that's fine.
Ziyu blushed and looked at Beiming Changfeng apologetically.
Beiming Changfeng looked paralyzed with no expression at all. He walked past Ziyu and stepped into the tub without any shame.
The sound of the tall body entering the water made the fish suddenly tremble slightly.
The body of Bei Ming Changfeng who had just flashed before his eyes appeared involuntarily. It was a good thing. As soon as he thought about it, the feeling of that night immediately jumped out of his mind. Although he was knocked unconscious, the proud size and scorching temperature
, it still remained clearly in her body, almost capable of burning someone to death.
Ah, I can't think about it, I can't think about it, how can I think about that at this time? Ziyu pinched his thigh quietly.
The person who was accused is right in front of her. If she shows off her aftertaste and obscene attitude, she might be easily betrayed. She needs to be calm and composed...
Chanting the Buddha's name crazily in his heart, Ziyu strives for form, which is emptiness.
"Wash." The crisp command sounded like a sword from heaven. A sword pierced the Sakyamuni Guanyin Bodhisattva, and the sex flew away. A real-life physical show of close contact was right in front of you.
Ziyu secretly gritted his teeth, wishing he could buy a piece of tofu and get killed.
"I have no patience." A voice full of impatience...
Okay, okay, boss, whatever you say is what you say, wash it, I'll wash it for you...
Wiping his face, Ziyu took a deep breath, God damn it, this is really a blessing, not a curse, it is a curse that cannot be avoided.
Taking a deep breath, Ziyu hunched over his chest and followed the man named Hanyang to Beiming Changfeng's residence.
The best room on the ship.
At this moment, smoke was flying lightly in the room, and a huge bathtub was lying across the room, with mist flowing. Beiming Changfeng stood at the window, with his hands behind his back and looking into the distance. His breath was completely different from that of the bathtub.
Hanyang brought Ziyu in and left as soon as the door was closed. Ziyu froze in place while looking at the tub.
What is this going to do?
Do you want her to take a shower for him to see?
Once you wash it, you can wear it right away.
"Come here." Before Ziyu could scare himself to death, Beiming Changfeng turned around and looked at Ziyu expressionlessly.
The veins at the end of Ziyu's eyes twitched. He didn't dare to show other expressions. He just walked over very obediently and said with admiration on his face: "Young Master, what are you?"
Beiming Changfeng didn't even look at Ziyu's adoring expression, and coldly spread his arms.
What does it mean?
Want her to undress him?
Smiling flatteringly: "Um, young master, men don't know each other. We have just met... that... that..."
Beiming Changfeng lowered his head and showed no expression on his expressionless face, but his eyes showed a hint of sarcasm, as if he was mocking Ziyu for his pretentiousness: "Take it off."
Take it off, take it off so he can take a shower.
Damn it, she understands, this is using her right now.
Okay, okay, she admires his sincerity, and she will naturally put down her posture and do anything to please the person she likes. Okay, she shows her sincerity.
As long as he didn't recognize her, she would give him any sincerity.
Ziyu's expression turned stiff when he understood, and he began to stretch out his hand to undress Beiming Changfeng.
Ziyu said it was a lot of pressure to grasp the mentality and essentials of such a sacred act as helping the object of his admiration take off his clothes.
So, he simply and very roughly tore off Beiming Changfeng's clothes, stripping him into a naked body.
Well, even if you're excited, that's fine.
Ziyu blushed and looked at Beiming Changfeng apologetically.
Beiming Changfeng looked paralyzed with no expression at all. He walked past Ziyu and stepped into the tub without any shame.
The sound of the tall body entering the water made the fish suddenly tremble slightly.
The body of Bei Ming Changfeng who had just flashed before his eyes appeared involuntarily. It was a good thing. As soon as he thought about it, the feeling of that night immediately jumped out of his mind. Although he was knocked unconscious, the proud size and scorching temperature
, it still remained clearly in her body, almost capable of burning someone to death.
Ah, I can't think about it, I can't think about it, how can I think about that at this time? Ziyu pinched his thigh quietly.
The person who was accused is right in front of her. If she shows off her aftertaste and obscene attitude, she might be easily betrayed. She needs to be calm and composed...
Chanting the Buddha's name crazily in his heart, Ziyu strives for form, which is emptiness.
"Wash." The crisp command sounded like a sword from heaven. A sword pierced the Sakyamuni Guanyin Bodhisattva, and the sex flew away. A real-life physical show of close contact was right in front of you.
Ziyu secretly gritted his teeth, wishing he could buy a piece of tofu and get killed.
"I have no patience." A voice full of impatience...
Okay, okay, boss, whatever you say is what you say, wash it, I'll wash it for you...