A charming atmosphere flows between the two of them.
Without saying anything, the temperature kept rising. I don't know whether it was because the hot water was too hot or because the weather was dry.
When he finally combed her long hair cleanly, rolled it up high, and placed it on her head, she was already covered in hot sweat.
"Qianqian, please help me wash it too." He reached out and grabbed her, pulled her into his arms, covered her mouth and kissed her.
When she left his arms, she discovered that he had taken off all his clothes at some point and became as naked as her. The two of them were leaning against each other in the bathtub.
A coquettish nasal voice quietly escaped, and Qianxun closed her eyes in embarrassment, not daring to look further, "I don't want it."
If she agrees, she must use the hands guarding her chest.
At that time, two little rabbits were jumping on the chest without any cover. That kind of scene would be too erotic. She couldn't do it, she really couldn't do it.
"Then I'll help you wash it. Well, this time it's your turn." Fengxing was not disappointed. He looked up and down her graceful figure intoxicated, his eyes shining like a wild wolf who had been hungry for a long time and encountered the most delicious thing.
The prey is grinding its teeth, ready to attack.
"No... don't..." Qianxun screamed and fled to the other side of the tub.
"Don't do anything, it's already stained with water. If you don't wash it off, it will be very uncomfortable." Feng Xing pounced on him, this move is called the evil wolf pounces on the rabbit, and it's a perfect skill.
Qianxun couldn't escape and fell into the clutches of the devil, "Stop—stop—I'll wash it myself—"
She surrendered, admitted defeat, and begged for mercy.
Is that okay???
Feng Xing actually retracted his hand, hugged his arms instead, and immersed himself comfortably in the hot water. His evil eyes refused to move away from her for a moment, "Wash it... Just wash it like this...
."
He stopped taking action!
He is watching!
"You...turn around..." Qianxun was so shy that she was about to explode, her body temperature rising infinitely.
"Qianqian, is there any inch of your body that I haven't seen? Don't be embarrassed, just wash it off." The whole space is only so big. No matter how much he hides, he can still see it, so why bother to bother.
Besides, Feng Xing had no intention of not watching it. As a man, if he doesn’t react at all when the woman he loves takes a bath, is he still a man?
Qianxun lowered his head and remained motionless, trapped in a dilemma.
Feng Xing smiled half-heartedly, "If not, let me wash it for you."
Lushan's claws stretched out and attached themselves, showing no politeness at all.
"Don't-" She couldn't help but raise her voice, almost crying in embarrassment.
"Then wash it yourself!!" He came to see.
"Don't-" She couldn't do it.
"Forget it, I'll do it." He sat upright, not planning to play tug-of-war with her anymore.
Qianxun's mumbling voice sounded particularly charming, and she said with tears in her eyes, "I'll do it myself."
Can't escape.
There is really no escape.
Fengxing was determined to cause harm, how could he tolerate her disobedience.
This man is gentle and harmless on the surface, but deep down he is domineering and tight.
Like her nemesis, she couldn't refuse.
She was like an aggrieved little daughter-in-law, with one hand trying not to give up to cover her vagina that was about to come out, and the other hand, slowly caressing along her delicate body, her movements were stiff and uncomfortable.