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Chapter 451 Taking a bath (6)

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    Xia Siyu rarely uses a bath towel.

    This kind of bathhouse is very common in the east, west and north. In a big bathhouse, there is always a bath master.  When she was a child, she lived abroad. There were only essential oil spas in foreign countries. It was rare to see a bath master, and there was no such thing as a bath towel.

    ¡°And the material of this thing is very hard, and the artist¡¯s skin is delicate. If you get redness and swelling when using this, it will cause unnecessary suspicion and trouble.

    But Xia Siyu is about to join the group, and it may not be convenient to take a shower in the group, let alone take a bath.  Today I saw this among a lot of daily necessities that Wei Jingjing bought, so I asked her to help.

    Xia Siyu is currently soaking in the round jacuzzi.  This bathtub is very large, and the water flow can be changed by pressing the button, giving it a massage effect.  In order to be comfortable, she also asked Wei Jingjing to pour her a glass of champagne, and sprinkled some dried flowers in the bathtub. The bubbles were bubbling, not to mention how comfortable it was.

    ¡° Little did he know that the person who came in was not Wei Jingjing at all, but¡ªBo Yan.

    Because she had made an agreement with Boyan before to be his P friend, and it was she who took the initiative.

    ¡°She hasn¡¯t taken the initiative yet.

    When the candle rope and high heels arrived, she let him know what the "price of initiative" was!

    Bo Yan did not come in immediately, but took off her clothes outside first, took a box of small umbrellas, and the bath towel she ordered, then opened the door and walked into the bathroom.

    In the bathroom, the mist was steaming. Xia Siyu sat with her back to the door. She comfortably picked up the champagne in the ice bucket, poured a glass, and sipped it with her eyes closed.  The bathtub inside was being massaged, and bubbles were spitting out.  Also because she was massaging and blowing bubbles, she didn't hear the slight difference between Bo Yan's footsteps and Wei Jingjing's.

    And in front of her was the floor-to-ceiling window.  The blinds are half-covered and half-exposed, showing a blurry night.

    She is looking at the beautiful scenery, and Bo Yan is looking at her.

    She hasn¡¯t put on shower gel yet, the water in the bathtub is crystal clear, and her figure is clearly visible.  This view - it's really beautiful.

    Bo Yan walked over gently, brought a bath towel, and gently wiped her shoulders and back.  His strength was not strong, just enough for a massage, and he was wearing a bath towel. Xia Siyu couldn't tell whether the hand in the glove was a man's hand or a woman's.  She also sat forward a little so that he could clean her back.  From behind, Bo Yan could see her beautiful ridges and butterfly bones, as well as the roundness of her smaller half when she turned slightly sideways.  Even with gloves on, the delicate and smooth feeling seemed to be transmitted to his fingertips through the gloves when it slid across her snow-white back.

    Breathing, slightly rapid.

    After the back was washed, Xia Siyu closed her eyes and felt quite comfortable. She also smiled: "Jingjing, it's okay. With this technique, even if you don't do this anymore and become a massage master, you will be fine."  A lot of customers must have named you! Please squeeze your shoulders for me. I have been a bit cold in the past few days and I always feel uncomfortable in my shoulders. Just use the same strength as before."

    His wife gave her orders, and of course he had to carry them out.

    Xia Siyu heard the sound of gloves being pulled off again behind her, followed by a gentle tearing sound, as if some packaging bag was being opened.  Xia Siyu thought to herself that Wei Jingjing was quite professional and knew how to bring aromatherapy essential oil to make it more comfortable.

    However, when the slender, well-jointed hands climbed up her back, she immediately noticed that there was an essential difference between a man's hand and a woman's hand.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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