Lian Sheng looked at the soft pouch in his hand with angry eyes, angry and funny, closed his beautiful eyes, and glared: "What do you want?"

So far, three people have asked Canghai what he wants, Canghai pouted, blushed and said softly: "Your hand doesn't hurt." ”

Lian Sheng pondered, and suddenly his face turned red. "You're ......!"

Canghai shrunk into a small lump on the side of the bath barrel, his injured hand was propped up, his left hand was holding a waist bath towel floating in the water, looking at Liansheng with his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Then you can't leave me alone......

Lian Sheng stood up and walked to the side, his back to Canghai silent. A pair of white and round legs stretched out from under the red silk shorts, and the waist was slender in the red gauze shirt.

Canghai raised his hand and brushed Liuhai on the water, knowing that Liansheng was unconscious, he only dared to look at it secretly but carefully. The red gauze was tucked up to the elbows, revealing a pair of white and greasy forearms, and the green onions and soft pancreas were still stained with the fine foam of soapberry.

Canghai couldn't help but swallow his saliva. said: "Hey, if you don't come again, I'll tell your young lady to go." After a while, he said, "Oh, good sister, can't I beg you?" After a while, he said: "Alas, the water is going to be cold, and if you make me sick again, maybe I'll die." ”

Liansheng still ignored it. Canghai sighed, bored, pouted and studied where the button that wrapped Liansheng's chest was, Leng Buding Liansheng turned around and saw where his eyes fell, and his beautiful eyes were sharp. Canghai hurriedly turned his back, his cheeks burned, and he wanted to drown in the bath water.

Listening to the footsteps, the lid of the pot was opened, and there was a loud noise, and soon I felt that there was water in the tub, which was very comfortable at first, but at the end it was an uneven hot soup rushing up from the bottom of the bucket.

Liansheng couldn't help but smile and rubbed the foam in his hands, and pressed his palms on the green place on Canghai's back, Canghai immediately snorted, and his shoulder blades were towering in pain. Lian Sheng lightened his hand and deliberately said coldly: "Didn't you say that your hand doesn't hurt?"

Canghai pursed his lips and glanced back at Liansheng, but seeing that his beautiful face was like an iceberg, he couldn't help but be much more honest. Liansheng twisted his head right, piled up a lot of foam in his hair like a sheep, and then stopped and wiped his body. Canghai silently used his left hand to grab the white foam little by little.

Lian Sheng suddenly said coldly: "Before you finished speaking, who has bathed you?"

Canghai thought for a while and said truthfully: "Jinting and Ziyou." Zi You washed it once, and she pinched it for me as if it were now," he pointed back to his back and shrugged his shoulders again, "But I don't feel any pain, and he doesn't have any trouble washing himself." ”

Hearing a snort behind him, the top of Fang Qing's head was covered with foam again, Lian Sheng went around to the front, wiped his hands on Canghai's shoulders and chest, and his face gradually turned red.

Canghai looked at her fiercely for a while, and then felt the pair of soft little hands on his body, panting lightly in his ears, fragrant at the end of his nose, and the strong emotions he had suppressed before burst out, he grabbed Liansheng's slender waist, squinted his eyes and said softly: "Why do you care about me so much?"

Lian Sheng's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he looked at this man with thick eyes, the damp and hot breath on that person's body invaded through the veil, and the fragrance hit people, and the smoke made Lian Sheng seem to wake up and be drunk. A heart trembled, and when he saw that his eyes were half-closed, he pressed his lips together.

Liansheng was in a hurry to struggle, but he couldn't make it.

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