good night warlord

The driver was also amazed when he saw the scene where his husband leaned over to lift the young lady out of the car.

God knows, when he was in the square, it was so frightening for Mr. to frantically look for the young mistress.

But it's only a few minutes?
The husband was coaxed into obedience by the young mistress.

I can't wait to give my life to the young lady.

When have they seen Mr. like this.

Aunt Zhou greeted them at the door, and was surprised to see that both of them were wet:
"Sir, young mistress, what's the matter? Why is your whole body soaked, won't you catch a cold?"

During the war, Yan walked steadily into the villa with the man in his arms in his arms:

"Let's go take a bath first, Aunt Zhou, and bring up the boiled ginger soup later."

Aunt Zhou hurriedly agreed.

"Understood, sir."

Gu Qingyi hooked the man's neck. His arms were very powerful, which gave her a strong sense of security. When going up the stairs, the little girl suddenly blushed a little, leaned close to his ear and whispered:

"Honey, do you want to wash together?"

She's sure he heard it, but he doesn't seem to respond uh.

The initiative was ignored, and the little girl was a little disappointed and didn't speak again.

He carried her to the bathroom of the master bedroom, put her down, and put water in the bathtub.

The heat gradually rises, and the bathroom is very large, with a super large round bathtub.

During the war, Yan turned on the water and adjusted the water temperature, and the water flowed in the quiet bathroom.

Seeing a lot of bottles and jars beside the bathtub, he examined them again:
"Do you want to put essential oil?"

The little girl answered obediently behind her: "Yes."

"Rose or lavender?"

He doesn't understand what these girls like.

"Rose."

The man's bony fingers unscrewed the cap of the essential oil, and a fragrant rose scent floated on the tip of his nose along with the heat.

There is a damp ambiguity.

The man poured a few drops into the bathtub, put the essential oil back to the original place, and saw fresh rose petals in the basket next to him, a picture of a beauty coming out of the bath unconsciously appeared in his mind, and his eyes gradually faded. deep:
"Petals?"

"want."

Grab the petals and scatter them in the bathtub, and the water surface in the bathtub will float with bright colors.

The man felt a little hot, unbuttoned his shirt at the neckline, and turned around.

The fingers pulling the buttons stopped.

Because, he saw the rose-colored picture that had just emerged in his mind, and now it was presented in front of his eyes.

She took off her skirt and other clothes while he was filling the bathtub...

Sentimental, but damn good.

Gu Qingyi was also very nervous, she had never done such a bold thing in her two lifetimes.

She was a little scared and shy, but she had to muster up the courage to look into his deep eyes, her voice trembling:
"Old... husband, can we wash together? The bathtub is very big."

Perfect for two people together...

During the war, Yan's Adam's apple was rolling, his eyes were frighteningly dark, and he walked towards her:
"You wash it, the water has been put away."

Worried about him leaving the bathroom, the little girl blocked the bathroom door with open arms:

"No, you're wet too."

The little girl is unreasonable and cute.

During the war, Yan looked at her with a wicked smile on his lips:

"That's what you said, don't call it painful later."

With that said, the man took off his suit and threw it on the sink.

Under his fingertips, the buttons of the shirt were unbuttoned one by one, and the honey-colored chest gradually revealed in the eyes of the little girl had a strong visual impact, making Gu Qingyi blush.

The belt buckle snapped away, it was not the first time for Gu Qingyi to see his figure, but she was still nervous.

A pair of eyes did not dare to move at all, only dared to stay on his handsome face.

Just watching him undress, she was already too nervous.

After a quarter of an hour, Gu Qingyi regretted it.

When Aunt Zhou came to deliver the ginger soup, she heard the young lady begging for mercy from the bathroom. Aunt Zhou hurriedly closed the door of the master bedroom tightly, and then went downstairs with the ginger soup.

It seems that this ginger soup has to be boiled for a long time.

In the bathroom, water and rose petals were sprinkled all over the floor tiles, carrying a somewhat charming smell.

Gu Qingyi huddled on the side of the bathtub, opened her wet eyes and looked at the wartime Yan on the other side of the bathtub with a gloomy face, her little heart worried:
"Honey, I'm sorry."

She is so nervous.

Even if I really want to relax myself, the more I think about it, the more painful it will be.

The man looked at her innocent face after setting fire to her, and said angrily:
"come over."

Gu Qingyi was originally guilty, she insisted on letting him stay and take a bath together, but she couldn't satisfy him.

Obediently paddling the water, the rose petals dotted on the porcelain skin, the petals are like blood, and the skin is like snow, which is particularly eye-catching.

During the war, Yan narrowed his eyes, took the girl and sat astride her, and held her slender waist in his hands. The skin of his tentacles was smooth and fragrant, so he couldn't help but increase his strength:

"Are you scared?"

The little girl didn't dare to move, she could only nod obediently: "Yeah."

"Do you dare next time?"

The man looked at her with heavy eyes, the color in his eyes was like a deep pool, which could drown her.

She panicked and shook her head hastily: "Don't dare, don't dare."

She thought she could do it, but it turned out she couldn't.

She thinks things too simply;

"Sorry……"

The little girl apologized for the second time, her pink lips were bitten by her white teeth.

During the war, Yan's eyes tightened because of her biting her lip, and she really wanted to see what kind of seductive gesture she would have if she could bear it that day:
"Don't bite."

Gu Qingyi didn't understand: "What?"

The man's answer was a hot kiss, and the rose petals on the water were pushed to the sides.

The emotion of his kiss made him feel like his body was about to explode, so he could only grab her hand...

After taking a bath, Gu Qingyi's face turned red and her body became weak after taking a bath.

He was carried out of the water by the man, stood under the shower and rinsed carefully again, especially those soft hands, at the request of the little girl, they were almost soaked in essential oils to make the little girl barely satisfied.

After washing, Zhan Shiyan wrapped her in a bath towel and carried her to the bed.

There was a bit of satisfaction between the man's brows, seeing the little milk cat that rolled under the quilt, wishing to bury himself in the quilt, the corners of the man's lips curved evilly, he grabbed the girl's hand covering the quilt, and pulled it to his lips side kissed:
"My baby's hands smell so good."

Gu Qingyi wished she could seal her ears with a pillow, her hands... woo woo can't be washed clean:
"You go and get dressed, and catch a cold later."

When he carried her out, he was still naked.

Seeing that the little girl had already rolled herself under the quilt, and a hillock was raised in the big bed, the man smiled softly:
"Okay, I'll ask Aunt Zhou to bring ginger soup."

Gu Qingyi, who was stuffed under the quilt, was already panicking from the heat:
They stayed in the bathroom for so long, Aunt Zhou couldn't have come up already.