Chapter 790

Hall of Longevity.

The night is dim, and the lights are just coming on.

Mo Xiaoxian was taking a bath in the room when he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps coming from behind the screen, followed by a cold voice: "I'm coming in."

Mo Xiaoxian was startled suddenly: "What are you doing here?"

"help you."

Mo Xiaoxian: "..." Isn't it true that she is disabled at the ninth level and can't take care of herself, so she needs others to help her take a bath?
But in this moment of slander, Immortal Fuli had already walked in Shi Shiran.

Mo Xiaoxian shrank back into the bathtub, and disapproval flashed across her steamy black eyes.

Immortal Fuli raised his eyebrows.

The person in front of him is soaking in the smoky bathtub, only his thin shoulders are exposed, and under the illumination of the night pearl, he faintly glows softly.

Not pornographic, but full of style.

Immortal Fuli's eyes suddenly darkened a bit, and his mouth felt parched for a while.

"I'll help you." The words came out with a hint of hoarseness.

"No need!" Mo Xiaoxian's mind was ringing alarm bells. Yesterday...he did it a few times, but today it's really not working.

Seeing her nervous appearance, Immortal Fuli couldn't help but chuckled, walked over, picked up the towel from the water and gently wiped her back, and asked very considerately: "Is this strength enough?"

Mo Xiaoxian squinted at him for a while, seeing that he didn't make any overstepping movements, his eyes were honest, his hands were also honest, and his whole person was honest, so he felt relieved, nodded and said: "It's a little itchy, make it heavier." .”

"Okay." According to her instructions, Immortal Fuli stepped up his strength and helped her bathe without haste.

But looking at the red marks on her fair skin, it was the traces of Huan love yesterday, some pictures unconsciously flashed in her mind, her belly tightened, her eyes became darker, thick like ink that could not be melted.

The water temperature was a bit hot, and it was very comfortable to soak in it. Coupled with Fuli Xianzun's gentle wiping, Mo Xiaoxian felt groggy after a while, with his hands resting on the edge of the tub, he was about to fall asleep lying on his stomach.

A gentle and lingering voice rang in my ears, and said softly: "I want to wash too."

Mo Xiaoxian replied subconsciously: "Wash it if you want."

As soon as the words fell, she heard a plop into the water, and then felt that the large bathtub became crowded.

Mo Xiaoxian woke up suddenly from his doze, and before he could turn his head, two hands appeared on his waist.

Mo Xiaoxian: "..." careless.

Glancing back, a certain immortal has consciously stripped himself naked.

"Why are you undressing so quickly? I haven't seen you so fast on the bed." Mo Xiaoxian complained in a mutter.

Immortal Fuli heard it clearly, and raised his eyebrows evilly: "I'm afraid you will be dissatisfied soon."

……

nonsense!

Every time she does it for so long, she is not satisfied, okay?
After finishing the work, the bones seemed to be disassembled and reassembled again!
It's all a sad history of blood and tears!

His hands were already moving dishonestly, Mo Xiaoxian rolled his eyes, and smiled sinisterly: "Don't move, I'll do it."

"Oh?" Immortal Fuli was a little surprised.

"It's time for me to sleep with you." Mo Xiaoxian said, turning around to face him, looking down at him, under the clear water, his stump had already bulged out.

Immortal Fuli leaned back on the tub in a relaxed manner, with indulgence and anticipation in his eyes, let go of the initiative, and raised the corners of his lips playfully: "Okay."

Mo Xiaoxian put his hand on his shoulder, carefully recalled what he usually did, and copied them all.

(End of this chapter)

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