Because of what happened, their bodies were full of unusual aura, and the first thing the two of them did after they went back was to take a bath.

Wash away the stains stained with blood and wash away the filth from your body.

Give the warmest and cleanest self to the loved one.

Rong Yu went in first, she washed her body, and was about to wash her hair.

But at this time, the door behind him suddenly opened slightly, and a trace of coolness came in.

Rong Mo noticed it and subconsciously looked back.

I saw a slender figure enter, wearing a loose white shirt, black pants, and bare feet.

Rong Yu watched him come in directly, and then compared to his own inch, it suddenly made her cheeks a little red, and she was warm.

She unconsciously put one hand on her chest and continued to turn to bathe, not looking at him.

The shower was spraying, with a warm breath, filling the air, and Rong Yu himself was going to wash his hair, but as soon as he came in, she was a little at a loss for a while, and she just blushed.

"Do you want to wash your hair?"

His gentle voice rang out in the spray of water.

Rong mumbled vaguely.

Pick up the shampoo and be prepared to squeeze it into your hands.

But at this moment, Su Xian's hand was handed over, and the fingers were slender and white, with distinct joints.

With just one hand, there is an inexplicable aura of cold abstinence, which makes people want to stop.

Rong Yu was slightly stunned, but Su Xian took the shampoo in her hand and squeezed it into her hand, then put it aside, rubbed it with her two palms, and then landed on her hair.

He stood behind her, her long hair already wet and scattered, his hands drenched and fell on her long seaweed-like hair, which soon began to bubble richly and densely.

The faint smell of gardenia lingers, not strong, but very intoxicating.

His strength was neither light nor heavy, everything was just right, helping her rub her hair, massaging her scalp, the scalp was involved in some nerves, so that the pores all over her body seemed to be stretched, and she closed her eyes comfortably.

But inexplicably.

Rong Yu felt that his nerves were trembling comfortably, but it was not only because he was comfortable with the massage, but also because he was standing behind her like this in such an environment, he was dressed neatly and seriously, while she was not wearing anything.

His warm breath fell on her neck.

Itchy.

It also made her can't help but be hot.

All of this seems to be as ascetic as it gets.

But there is a silent temptation.

Tempting the heart, in a restless throbbing.

It's just that I don't know who is more powerful.

Because, he looks, is too serious.

However, just as he was kneading her comfortably, his body suddenly took a step forward and approached her naked body.

His breath spilled closer.

The temperature is scorching.

Rong Mo unconsciously wanted to move forward, but suddenly, one of his hands reached over, pinched her jaw directly, and turned sideways.

And he rubbed her hair with one hand, broke her chin with the other, lowered his head, and kissed it.

The atmosphere in the bathroom was instantly ignited.

The tender kisses intensified and entwined with each other.

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The night is long, and the night is as cool as water.

The two figures lay on the huge bed, snuggling intimately.

Rong Yu thought that he would have something to do with her in the bathroom, but in fact-