Jiang Tong looked at her face smiling like a little fox, obviously she was smiling, how could he feel a chill for no reason.

jumped straight up from behind, and the whole person shuddered.

Hurriedly dived into the hot springs, blinking pitifully and asking, "Can I not go?" ”

Qiao Weitang looked at him with a smile, "What do you say?" ”

He also thought that the little milk dog had no room to struggle, who knows,

A dog is a dog after all, and no one is more dog than him.

He reached out violently to grab the bag in her hand, and before he gave up, Qiao Weitang's reaction was unexpectedly fast.

So both of them tugged at the bag tightly.

Qiao Weitang's strength was not as good as his, but he didn't want to let go.

The final result, inexplicably, turned out to be, she was dragged into the hot spring pool.

Head down, he took a few sips of his bath water.

Qiao Weitang really has the heart to kill people this time.

Her waist was wrapped around her hands, and she reached out to hook his neck, and only then did she get her head out of the water.

She leaned on his shoulder and spat out the water in her mouth.

Ye vomited.

Warm breath, subtle sprinkled on his shoulder.

Qiao Weitang took a bath and wore his own bright yellow pajamas, very light and thin materials, and he was soaked at the moment, and his delicate body loomed.

The clothes were close to her waist, and through the thin material, his hands could clearly touch her body temperature.

He was stunned for a moment, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips, and his heart crossed with pleasure.

Qiao Weitang was finally able to catch his breath, and angrily clenched his fist and hammered his shoulder, "You're going to die." ”

The strength was not painful or itchy, and he was not moved at all.

He even raised his hand to smooth her back, her long black hair was wet and draped over her shoulders, her fair face was covered with water droplets, her cheeks were ruddy, and her eyelashes were wet.

Qiao Weitang pushed him away and rubbed his throat himself,

"Qiao Weitang, a girl in the flower season, almost drowned in your bath water."

Jiang Tong looked at her like a chicken in soup.

Thinking of my grandfather's house before, the chicks raised by my grandfather's family fluttered their wings and ran with rolling and crawling every time it rained.

Hiding under the eaves, fluttering his wings like a little pitiful.

It's so cute.

"Dog, look at you!" Qiao Weitang protected himself with his hands and scolded him.

His face was flushed with shame.

She was soaked, and the clothes were thin on her body as if she wasn't wearing them, and under the thin clothes, the edges of the snow-white underwear were looming,

But he was still staring at the bottom of his neck in a daze.

Qiao Weitang angrily wanted to press his head into it and drink the pool up.

“……”

He didn't look at it, he just got distracted.

"How do you get up?" Qiao Weitang blushed and murdered him.

He didn't answer, but came over to her, the sound of the water flowing, and the ripples swung along with the movement.

Qiao Weitang pressed his back against the edge of the hot spring pool, glaring at him, ready to kick him at any time.

He smiled helplessly and said, "You can't go up alone, I'll pick you up." ”

Qiao Weitang was relieved at this time, stretched out his arm and opened his hand, in a posture of hugging.

The arm was white as if it had been broken, tender and raw, and there were still droplets of water.

Jiang Yun's eyes were dark, and he picked her up from the water,

Her arms wrapped around her neck, her scent lingering through the tip of her nose.

He couldn't help but lean close to her slender neck, and heard her ask reluctantly, "Do you want to go tomorrow?" ”

Smoky, light silhouettes.

Jiang Yun's throat was a little dry, and his eyes were misty,

He let out a low sigh, "Go." ”