Gorgeous and enchanting supreme ghost doctor

Feng Jiu glanced at his triumphant expression and curled his lips: "It's not very good."

"Oh? Really? Maybe, if you get closer, you will see more clearly." He narrowed his eyes and leaned forward to move forward.

Seeing that his face changed slightly, Feng Jiu quickly raised his hand and shouted, "Stop! No need to come over, you don't need to come over, you have a very good figure, a lot of weight, and you're very expected, okay?"

Who is this from?It's not like playing a hooligan, right?Is he still shameless?

The Hell did not go there. In his opinion, she must be his woman. Therefore, he is not in a hurry at this time, lest she is frightened, and the gain is not worth the loss.

"Come and wipe my back." He lay on the edge, leaving only one back for her.

Seeing this, Feng Jiu's eyes flickered, thought for a while, and said: "It's okay to ask me to go over and wipe your back, but you have to keep this posture and don't look back."

"Ok."

He responded lazily, his lips twitched.This little woman, she hadn't known her identity as a woman long ago.

Feng Jiu walked towards him after he answered, and when she came to his back, there was a trace of complexity in her eyes.

She was just a pharmacist he caught back, but he actually handed over his back to her unsuspectingly. I really don’t know where his trust came from. You must know that if he is replaced by someone with an unhealthy mind, he Leave your back to others, and you may lose your life in the hands of others every minute.

"Where's the towel? Did you bring it?" She asked, and when he stretched out his hand, a white towel was passed over.

After receiving the towel, she did not help him to wipe his back for a while, even she herself felt a little weird, she actually soaked in the hot spring with a man Chiguo, and helped him wipe his back?It was something that I couldn't imagine before.

"Heavier."

His voice was slightly dumb, without him, just because she rubbed it too lightly, it was like a tickling, causing an evil fire in his body to rise.

Feng Jiu naturally heard that his voice was slightly low and dumb. She glanced at him and cursed secretly in her heart. Her strength increased a little. Originally, she wanted to stun him with the silver needle hidden in her hair before leaving. Yes, but, thinking of his inexplicable trust, she couldn't get rid of it.

After a long while, her hands became sour, but a certain man was lying on his stomach for a while, so she stopped and said, "I said Hell, you should have enough for you, right? I. His hands are sour, and the skin is soaking wrinkles."

"Well, you can go back first." He said lazily, lying still.

Hearing that, seeing him squinting on his stomach, she backed away slightly to the place where she put her clothes, took the clothes into the water and put them on.

The Hell Lord watched her turn her back to dress, and then emerged from the water, dressed in wet clothes, got up and planned to go outside, frowning involuntarily: "You will go back wearing this wet clothes?"

The clothes were soaked tightly on her body, drawing out her exquisite figure. Although she was holding a tulle and half-covered in front of her, the looming style made him look at the body. There was a rush of heat.

What's more, there are so many guards in the dark when going back all the way?Isn't it all for people to watch?

"What does it matter when I go back in wet clothes? I have to change it when I return to the room."

She said indifferently, walking out without stopping, but at the next moment, her body became stiff.