Youmeng dreamed about this place and plucked up a deep courage and sneaked into Tang Mu like a cat. She saw two maids preparing inside, one wearing yellow clothes and the other wearing pink clothes. She guessed that they were the legendary "陈月" and "陈月" and "陈月"?

Yuan stood by the pond, his clothes were still well worn. It seemed that he had just arrived.

She pushed her hand on the screen and carefully poked her head out, thinking that she was unaware of it, but her look of protruding her head was reflected in the long mirror on the opposite side, and Su Zhi could see clearly.

He remained silent and signaled that Ji Yue and Xihua could retreat.

The two maids walked to the screen and saw Youmeng, and were stunned. However, Youmeng raised her fingers to ask them to silence. They looked back at the master and walked away tactfully.

Youmeng poked out and continued to peek, but he was slow to take it off. What was he trying to do!

She was stunned, and even she was frightened by her hungry self: Wait, why am I so looking forward to it? Reserved!

"What? Want to come and wash together?"

The man's cold voice suddenly made her wake up. She retracted her head guiltily, leaning against the screen, her heart pounding: "No! You wash yours, I just passed by and accidentally came in!"

He curled his thin lips and said, "Since you are here, let's do your maid's work together."

Youmeng leaned out in confusion and saw that he had turned around and opened his arms to her hintedly. Youmeng understood that she wanted her to... untied her clothes for him!

"Can't you do it yourself?" Youmeng murmured dissatisfiedly, "And you have a full set of personal maids who sink fish, fallen geese, shut up moon, shy flowers?"

He sneered calmly: "Can they compare with you?"

After hearing this, Youmeng felt inexplicably happy. She suppressed her smile and turned her face proudly: "I have always been served by others. How can I serve others? What do you think of me?"

Su Zhi completely understood her thoughts and said quietly: "I don't want to give you a chance to see it openly?"

Youmeng was completely confused. The man who was like a demon was bewitching her voice and tone!

She was really moved by this seduction, and comforted herself, just take off his top and take a look.

She walked to him with restraint, stretched her hands tremblingly to his waist, unbuttoning her waist. He lowered his eyes to admire her nervous look, and felt her soft hands brushing her clothes, and the corners of her lips were bent in an interesting curve.

Youmeng lowered her head desperately, not daring to look at him. She pulled open his collar and took off her outer clothes. There was a white single robe left inside. The closer it was to the truth, the more uneasy his heart was, and her hand speed couldn't help but slow down. She grabbed the corner of his snow-white robe, bit her lips hard, held her breath, and pulled her left and right. The man's delicate and sexy upper body was straight up to her eyes. She looked at her and was stunned.

The thin sword wound on his waist had healed, leaving only a thin mark as thin as a fancy silk thread, which could hardly be seen without careful look. However, there was no stab wound on his chest, but there was a black tattoo and exquisite flower and leaf texture that outlined the evil aura, which was perfect for his own painting style, making him more sinister, deeper and more mysterious and tempting.

She suddenly forgot to think, and couldn't help but cover her palms on his chest, gently stroked her fingertips along the tattoo lines, and accompanied his ups and downs of her heartbeat. The tattoo was lifelike and seemed to move.

"It's very comfortable to touch?"

This tattoo was Su Zhi's scheming. Although he had used secret medicine in advance to speed up the healing of the two wounds, the wound on his chest was deep and the scar would not be eliminated so quickly. So he temporarily used this washing-free tattoo to cover up the flaws. Youmeng couldn't see through his slut.

"Are you flirting with me?" He calmly looked down at her hand, lying on his chest muscles, his voice cold, "Will you be responsible for the fire when you flick the fire?"

Youmeng withdrew his hand like a lightning shot and looked at him secretly: "I don't!"

He grabbed her chin and raised her head toward him: "Then why are you blushing?"

Youmeng's face was burning like a fire, and her eyes were floating in panic: "The water here is too hot, it's fumigated...Okay, you wash it quickly, I'll leave."

Su Zhixin said that your reaction is really disappointing. I’m seducing you, but I didn’t even show it?
Chapter completed!