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Chapter 31 Failure

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    Warm water wrapped him, and the surface of the water was undulating.

    Yanji seemed to be almost submerged, hoarse, but willing to drown rather than break free.

    "Zining." He whispered with difficulty.

    Pushing away the warm water vapor, he could see her face clearly.

    She didn't seem to know what she was doing, but she seemed to know.

    Yanji put one hand on her wrist, and pressed her thumb on the bright red Shougong sand inside.

    Her sleeves were rolled up high, and he could smell the warm fragrance from her snow-white arms.

    Yanjihas never been so hard.

    Zi Ning looked up at his expression, his eyes fell on the corners of his crimson eyes, and then fell down to his neck.

    On the ups and downs of the chest, crystal drops of water rolled down along the contours of the muscles, leaving a water line that melted into the rippling water.

    Zi Ning knelt by the tub, rubbing his back again and again, remembering how he used to take a bath.

    It seemed that every time he came out alone, he acted as if nothing had happened.

    She is now trying to seduce him into something.

    Looking at his side face, a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his mind.

    Really

    When will it be unbearable?

    Yanji sensed her gaze, and reluctantly and hurriedly glanced at her, his eyes were confused, the end of his eyes was bloodshot and red, and the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed in patience.

    But when he looked at her, a sober brightness burst out from the depths of his eyes.

    Zi Ning's heart skipped a beat, and a flash of sobriety flashed in his heart.

    She dared not move anymore.

    He is so scary and so vulnerable.

    Zi Ning's eyes were flushed, and his face was almost bleeding.

    Yan Ji suddenly held her hand: "Okay, let's go out."

    She bit her lip, managed to regain her sanity, stood up obediently, took a towel to wipe the water, and then took his clothes for him to wear.

    Don't want to fail.

    But¡­¡­

    Yanji's chest rose and fell, his eyes were a little scattered, but he looked straight at her.

    He raised his hand and landed on the side of her face.

    The fingertips touched her hot and blushing cheeks, her skin was so smooth that it seemed as if water could be poked out.

    Her eyelashes were black and trembling, and her eyes seemed to contain honey.

    He moved his lips, lowered his eyelashes, and withdrew his hand.

    Zi Ning:

    As if she had been steamed in a steamer, her mind was a little floating, and she thought in a daze: Failed.

    Yanji has already gone out.

    Zi Ning stayed here alone, ready to clean himself.

    She can use the remaining water after the master takes a bath every time.

    She is a personal maid, and she doesn't have her own room. She usually waits for him to wash, and mixes the hot water he left in the pot into the basin, and just wipes it off in a hurry. There is no condition to take a bath.

    But this time, she stared at the bucket of hot water in a daze.

    How to seduce him

    It was so hard to seduce him.

    Zi Ning's eyes were flushed, he raised his hands to gather up his hair, approached the bathtub, and raised his thin white thighs.

    The toes tapped on the water, and the toes curled up.  It seemed to be scalding, but the water temperature was just right.

    Zi Ning took a deep breath, stretched his knees again, and stepped in.

    Yanji washes twice a day in the morning and evening. In the evening, she usually rinses first and then soaks in the bathtub. The used water is clean.

    But when her skin touched the water, she couldn't help but tighten up.

    It seemed that there was another one of him in the water.

    With his residual warmth and his smell, Zi Ning felt his body getting hotter.

    Oddly enough, she glanced back at the screen.

    He is outside.

    Maybe he was wiping his sword under the lamp, or maybe he was already lying on the bed, half-closed his eyes lazily.

    The lamp cast shadows on his face, but his eyes shone with clarity.

    Zining held his breath, and slowly lifted the kettle and poured it in.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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