Xingna's round thighs were immersed in the bathtub, pushing the water waves away, and the water in the bathtub suddenly came out.

Half of his body was immersed in the bathtub, Xingna let out a "huh" sigh of satisfaction, and her thighs were quickly soaked in hot water.

She is in her thirties this year, and her skin is still tight due to her well-maintained care. The water droplets slide down against her arms, drawing a smooth curve.

Xingna used her hands, dipped in water, to tie her hair hard and then sank deeper into the bathhouse, causing layers of waves.

Qian Linya felt that the wave was pushing himself into the abyss, so he quickly held the edge of the swimming pool.

"The bath scrubbing service has started. If the guests feel that the strength is too high, they can shout it out!"

This kind of teasing like an adult teasing a child actually made Qian Linya feel humiliated.

"Pan." The sound of opening the shower gel box.

"Chirp—" the sound of squeezing out the lotion.

"Sharp--" the sound of rubbing the foam.

The cool touch appears behind the back, and the mesh bath flowers are a little rough.

As the bath flowers and the back are intimately contacted, the mesh bath flowers rub, squeeze, rub each other, and the fine mesh creates more and more white foam.

Finally, the white foam spread like a rising tide and was painted on Qianlinya's broad back.

"rustle--"

The bath flowers covered with white foam move behind the back, making a gentle sound, and the monotonous sound is like white noise. After listening for a long time, it will make the scalp itchy and sleepy.

“Is it comfortable?”

Kikuchi Aina's voice rang behind her back.

"Aunt Aung Nai, if you just scrub your bath, you don't have to make it so sexy." Qian Linya suggested seriously.

"Then what you mean is to ask me to increase my efforts, not just a bath?"

Feeling the body behind him pressing up and the force of rubbing his back increased, Qian Linya was so scared that he hugged the wall at the edge of the pool.

"I'm wrong, sorry, I'll just scrub the shower."

Xingna let out a soft "hum" and expressed satisfaction with his begging for mercy.

Mature women are terrible.

Qian Linya felt the edge of his palm that he would touch from time to time, closed his eyes tightly, blocked his hands in front of him, and silently recited the Heart Sutra in his mind.

Seeing him sitting upright in the bathtub in an untimely manner, Kikuchi Aina couldn't help but giggle.

"cute."

He gently tapped his fingers on the back of his neck, making it itchy.

Qian Linya tried his best to keep the larger body part against the cold tiled walls, trying to calm himself down: "Aunt Xingnai, please stop teasing me?"

"It's not a joke," Kikuchi Aina said in half, rubbing the lotion with his wide palm, then evenly applying the bath flowers to Qian Linya's back, and after applying it with his shoulders, he finished the next sentence, "This is a fine tradition in my family."

“Traditionally, it is to help guests take a bath?”

"It's to take good care of the guests' body and mind!" Kikuchi Akaina slapped him on the back, "This is how you do business. Learn the background of the Kikuchi family!"

"It doesn't feel like a serious businessman."

"Turn around." Xingna ordered.

"No, I can't turn around for you today no matter what." Qian Linya hugged the wall tightly.

If you turn around, wouldn’t you expose your image?

"Woooooooooooooo!" Xingna made a dissatisfied voice, like an orange cat threatening people.

However, Qian Linya is not the kind of person who will be threatened. If he says he will not turn around, he will never turn around.

After a while, her foamy hands walked around directly from behind and smeared Qian Linya's chest.

"Hey, Qianjun, it's the Chinese Valentine's Day next week. Have you ever thought about which girl to pray for life with?"

"Hmm? Chinese Valentine's Day? So early?"

Qian Linya calculated in his mind for a long time, and finally realized that the Qixi Festival in Japan was the seventh day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, not the seventh month of the seventh month of the lunar calendar.

"Neither the Cowherd nor the Weaver Girl will be with you for the rest of your life. Why do those fool couples always make them embarrassed?"

"You are so rude, not only to the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, but also to the couples."

"Just words of justice."

Xingna poured water on Qian Linya, washed away the foam for him, and said with a smile: "Is it much more refreshing?"

"Thank you, it's not refreshing at all. Before I become turbid, Aunt Xingna, please leave quickly..."

Xingna's eyes turned, remembering what she heard when she met in the bathroom before. She didn't know what she thought of, and said, "Okay, today's service is here, and it's time for me to leave. Then I won't bother you."

Qian Linya breathed a sigh of relief.

Kikuchi Aina's body stood up halfway in the bathtub and kindly reminded: "But don't just put it in the pool!"

"You misunderstood me!"

Xingna, who stood up from the bath, used a shower to clean her body through her swimsuit before leaving the bathroom.

Qian Linya stood up from the bath, stepped out one foot, and prepared to shower.

The bathroom door was opened "wow", and Xingna, wearing a bath towel, leaned in again: "It's okay to use all kinds of materials. It's normal for boys of your age, so you don't have to feel guilty!"

Qian Linya, a fierce dog, jumped into the bathhouse in a sensation.

"It's a misunderstanding when you say it!"

Xingna giggled and went out, leaving Qian Linya with a black line all over her head.

As the saying goes, when people are under the eaves, they have to bow their heads.

...What if I might as well find a house outside. Who can stand it if this continues?

After taking a shower, Qian Linya walked out of the bathroom with a steaming heat on his body.

It's eleven o'clock in the evening, and all three women are asleep. It is only at this time that he dares to walk out in a calm manner in this way.

After receiving a glass of cold water, he drank it "gulp", sat comfortably on the sofa, took out his cell phone to browse.

First, international news: "The International Atomic Energy Agency has invited China and South Korea to participate in the Fukushima Nuclear Polluting Water Working Group..."

I didn't think about the following comments, and in order to avoid being upset, Qian Linya seemed to have nothing to do with this matter, so I gently crossed it out.

Domestic News: "The sacred fire has been passed to Chiba City, Chiba Prefecture..."

That's great, it's Chiba the master's favorite.

Next article: "The budgies from a certain family have learned to curse people..."

After yawning, Qian Linya felt a little sleepy.

News about budgies and other things is really enough, it is a waste of media resources.

I opened Twitter and just refreshed the page, I saw that the avatar hanging on the first page was so beautiful that it was so beautiful that it couldn't take off my eyes.

Qingshui Shin: [After the dinner with Zhao Youzhai, I went out with him and went on a distance. Then he ran away by himself and did not take me home. I took the tram home by myself.]

Qian Linya sat up from the sofa and was no longer sleepy in an instant.

The guy who really wastes media resources appears!

This guy not only posted a piece of unremarkable meaning, but also accompanied by a picture - his side face walking in the night, so handsome, I won't talk about it - but this is not the point. The point is that this guy didn't know when he took the photos.

Click on her comment section again to see:

"Are you finally going to start dating?╥﹏╥Although you are in a complicated mood, I still wish you all the best!"

"Haha, I have a sense of picture in my mind. Miss Shimizu is really cute!"

"Zhao Youzhai has never posted any new news, so I go to Daoxianzhai to see him every day. Is it the only one who does this?"

After reading this update, Qian Linya no longer wants to worry about anything anymore.

He suspected that Qingshui would keep taking advantage of his popularity until he was 80 years old.

Moreover, this guy clearly agreed to support him in "pursuing Liuriko", and he also posted such ambiguous news on Twitter every day. If Liuriko saw it, he still didn't know what the consequences would happen!

You are so old that you can't go home by yourself! You still need someone to send him away! Is it embarrassing to lose him?

He brewed in Qingshui's comment section for a long time, and finally, he slowly picked out a "?".

...

After July, time seems to pass quickly.

Calculate the day, Friday is again.

At noon, Qian Linya had just found a seat in the cafeteria and sat down next to him alone with a plate.

It's Qingshui's moment.

Or, it is Miss Sakura.
To be continued...