Dressed as a sickly prince brat's own mother

Sure enough, this sentence immediately had an effect on Feng Jiuxi.

She struggled for a long time, and then approached the warm pool step by step. As she walked, she asked, "do you really know?"

"I've called you. How can I not know. Come here and I'll tell you." Yan Qing said, reaching out and brushing a handful of water on his body. The sound of tutting water, coupled with the steaming heat, was a great attraction to the chilly Feng Jiuxi at this moment.

Feng Jiuxi walked carefully behind him, "I'm coming, you say, and then I'll go."

As soon as her voice fell, a water curtain suddenly rose in front of her eyes. She saw the man's white body flash past her eyes. As soon as she tightened her hand, the whole person was out of control the next second. The warm water wrapped herself in all directions and poured into her nose and mouth.

Feng Jiuxi tossed his limbs and finally surfaced to breathe fresh air.

"You! Despicable and obscene!"

After Feng Jiuxi finished, she felt that the air was full of strange silence. She wiped the water droplets on her eyes and looked at the past. She happened to look at the man's dark eyes. He had himself in his pupils, as if she was going to swallow her in the next second.

Yan Qing tried to suppress her desire and finally moved her eyes away from her looming snow-white chest.

"Dress well, or I'll think you're seducing me. I'm not seduced by beauty, you know."

The man's voice was obviously hoarse. Feng Jiuxi looked down and suddenly turned red. She stretched out her hand to close up most of her open collar again, but what she didn't know was that the clothes close to the water outlined her beautiful figure and proud place.

Yan Qing heard her heart beating faster and faster.

He still remembers that the last time he did so was in the WENCHI lake of the palace.

The last time was the first time I had a crazy dream at night.

Now, it seems that every time he is unique, it is because of her.

So it seems that he was unconsciously surrounded by the little woman in front of him.

The body follows the heart. Yanqing pulls Feng Jiuxi one step away. Regardless of her struggle, she circles her arms and whispers, "don't move."

"What are you going to do?" Feng Jiuxi felt like he was on a thief's boat. "Didn't he say to help me interpret the spiritual cultivation secret book? Liar."

"I'm just going to help you," said Yanqing, suddenly reaching out to her chest.

Feng Jiuxi made an alarm bell in her heart and hurriedly stretched out her hand to stop it, but Yanqing reacted faster. She first clasped her hand, and then stretched it effortlessly to her chest. She smiled badly, but her hand suddenly fell down in her frightened eyes and reached into her arms.

The next second, he had a golden pamphlet in his hand.

"What do you think? I just want to get the book."

Feng Jiuxi grabbed his chest while he wasn't paying attention, smiled and said, "I didn't think about anything, just want to vent."

Until he pinched out a red mark on his chest, Yanqing didn't hum a word from beginning to end. Feng Jiuxi stopped like a gas.

"Relieved? Let's start." Yanqing looked at her fickle little face and smiled helplessly.

Feng Jiuxi adjusted her breathing and soon recovered her normal color. She looked down at their posture and the dark scenery around them. She said anxiously, "here? What if someone suddenly appears?"

"There will be no one." Yan Qing said without any concern.

"Why?"