Host, You're Targeted

The water in the bath is still steaming upward, and Tingyuan's skin is suffused with pink by the hot water.

There are water mist and water drops on the white and red skin. Big and big drops of water fall down along the Tingyuan's skin.

In Yan Huai's eyes, Tingyuan is like a flower that is cleaned up and waiting to be picked up. It blooms in the mist.

Yan Huai walks over, hands holding court yuan's face close to kiss him.

The rising fog left small drops of water on their bodies. A large number of small water droplets gathered together and turned into big and big water drops, which gradually slipped down from them.

Yan Huai's hair was wet and sticky on his back.

It's a very soft kiss.

The heat in the bath is still rising, little by little, rising.

Even the surrounding air became sticky and hot.

Yanhuai has been hooping Tingyuan's waist, Tingyuan was kiss by him, the whole person is soft down, hand sticky ground pinches his sleeve.

"Court yuan." Yan Huai stepped back a little bit, "comfortable?"

Tingyuan's whole face turned red. He bowed his head into Yan Huai's arms, embarrassed.

"Childe, what are you talking about..." Court yuan is embarrassed to lift a head, "say what?"

Yan Huai took a step forward and stepped on a big smooth stone at the bottom of the pool.

"I said, is the bath comfortable?"

Court yuan red face, stuffy head in Yan Huai shoulder hit, will go out.

Yan Huai chuckled and snorted, stretched his arm to take the man back to his arms, and took a big step to push him to the side of the pool.

Before they came in, the two of them took the saponin horn. Yanhuai held Tingyuan in his arms and half forced him to take the soap horn.

Court yuan red face, pick up the soap corner, wet water, randomly wipe on the body.

"Clean up a little." Yanhuai pressed forward on the back of Tingyuan, moved up along Tingyuan's wrist, covered the back of Tingyuan's hand, and clasped his hand, "it's not easy now that there is no one in the bath, so we should wash it carefully."

The cold Gleditsia japonica slowly stained with the temperature of the pool, driven by Yan Huai, bit by bit from the court yuan body slide down.

Suddenly, Yan Huai's hands hook Tingyuan's trouser waist, pulling his trouser waist to pull out.

"Ah! Young master Tingyuan grabs Yan Huai's hand and struggles to run out of his arms.

The waves on the surface of the water are getting bigger and bigger, and the splashes are spreading around.

A circle of ripples just floated to the edge of the stone slab, and another layer of ripples followed.

Yan Huai holds the court yuan's hand with his backhand and presses him in his arms.

The oppression under the water pushed Tingyuan back. He slipped under his feet and took a step back to stabilize his body. Only then did he realize that Yanhuai was naked.

Although they have served Yanhuai bath before, their relationship is different from that in the past.

"Be obedient." Yan Huai free a hand to tear open the court yuan bundle hair belt, "Zai Zai Zai carefully washed clean."

Court yuan red face, let go of the soap corner in the hand, covered his face, turned and buried in Yan Huaihuai.

Yan Huai hand a slip did not hold the soap angle, the soap angle is bubbling in the hot water slowly sinking.

There was no one near the bath and there was no sound around.

Court yuan only heard Yan Huai's light laughter, in Yan Huai that bad smile suddenly increased breathing.

Waiting for Yan Huai to hold the court yuan covering his face from the bath, he saw the door did not know when to put a "no entry" sign.