Wang Xiaoli's sexy flower pants were taken off in a pale red potion, which inevitably made Sandao a little disappointed. For this reason, Sandao regretted it and couldn't help but experience his own obscenity and greed in his heart.

But this is just a pretentious act of his pretense of being high-minded, and he will still show his obscenity and greed to the fullest afterwards. He knew this but was powerless to refute it.

It may have become a new nature of his life, or it may have been latent in his body, but now it has been completely aroused and even flooded.

After about ten minutes, Wang Xiaoli, who was soaked in the pale red potion, suddenly felt unwell. But she didn't say it right away, because she was ashamed to describe it.

In fact, Wang Xiaoli felt a little uncomfortable when she first entered the barrel, but this discomfort was mixed with a subtle comfort, so she didn't make a big fuss.

It's just that now this discomfort has obviously intensified, and the comfort that was mixed in this discomfort before has gradually disappeared, so Wang Xiaoli seems to be a little panicked. And what she was ashamed to describe was that the discomfort was not a pain, but an unspeakable itch.

What's even more nonsense is that this itching does not come from the surface of the body but from within. Otherwise, Wang Xiaoli can also temporarily suppress this discomfort with her hands. But now, as this discomfort intensifies, she has gradually noticed the various reactions in her body due to this discomfort.

Such as irritability, such as stuffiness.

At this moment, she actually wants to pass through a certain part of her body to restrain or expel this itching. But the part that could enter her body was undoubtedly too private and sensitive, and she believed that if she did, it would make her feel extremely ashamed.

So in the end, she still chose to remain silent and continue to suppress.

But it wasn't long before her body began to become more sensitive to the increased itching. She began to tremble instinctively, followed by a gasp that seemed to be devastated.

After Wang Xiaoli entered the barrel, Sandao sat behind the stove, and at that time he said to Wang Xiaoli: "If it hurts, say it!"

Obviously, most of the reasons why Wang Xiaoli chose to remain silent at the moment are also due to Sandao's words. After all, her discomfort was not really a pain.

However, the subtle reaction she showed at the moment obviously did not escape the perception of the three knives. Or, she actually showed it on purpose, in order to get the attention of the three knives. But what it is, I'm afraid only she knows.

Sandao didn't immediately get up and walk out from behind the stove when he noticed a slight abnormality in Wang Xiaoli, he just glanced at Wang Xiaoli's back slightly, and then asked thoughtfully: "What's wrong, it's uncomfortable?"

"Uh~" Wang Xiaoli groaned and didn't know how to speak, and finally nodded shyly, "It's a little itchy!"

"Where's the itch?"

"Uh~"

Sandao's outspokenness made Wang Xiaoli feel that it was very likely to be a knowingly question, if so, then in Wang Xiaoli's opinion, it was a kind of teasing or teasing. But in the face of this kind of inquiry, which is very likely to be knowingly asked, Wang Xiaoli can't choose to avoid answering.

Because now she is a patient, and the inquirer is the doctor who treats her.

So in addition to secretly scolding in her heart, she could only choose to truthfully explain the symptoms at the moment: "It's itchy all over the body, itching inside." Something seems to be crawling in and out of me!"

After Wang Xiaoli said this, she lowered her head with a blushing face. She swore that it was the most shameful and lewd thing she'd ever said in her life.

"Oh ~ normal!"

Sandao answered her in three simple and clear words, which made her feel annoyed. And because of Sandao's answer, she seemed overwhelmed again.

"Normal?" she thought, if it was normal, wouldn't it be enough to endure it?

As soon as she thought of this, she couldn't help but ask, "How long will it take!"

"Wait until the water is completely cool!" said Sandao, who had already sat back on the stove.

In fact, Sandao already knew in advance that this reaction would occur, and the reason why he didn't say it was because he was a little ashamed to say it.

At the same time, Sandao didn't know what kind of itching would reach, maybe it was as insignificant as a mosquito bite, so he chose to wait and see.

According to Wang Xiaoli's current performance, this itching has obviously not reached a certain level, otherwise Wang Xiaoli would never be so calm.

Of course, Sandao didn't want this itching to go any further, because he was worried that once the itching intensified, the woman would have an unimaginable reaction. But nonsense, there were several moments when Sandao was actually longing for all this to happen.

He despises his own ideas and is disgusted by his greed. Then, he fell into greedy conjectures. He amuses himself with this conjecture in order to pass the time of waiting. At the same time, he was tired of this conjecture, because it made him gradually hot.

But he couldn't control his brain to put an end to this conjecture, it was like an uncontrollable whim. But on the contrary, the things I think about are always those pictures that make people boil.

Sandao didn't know when his fantasy ended abruptly, he only knew that the end of this fantasy was due to his drowsiness caused by exhaustion and boredom, and then this conjecture was strangled in his deep sleep.

He didn't know exactly how long he had been asleep, maybe it was just a nap. The only thing he remembered was a rapid gasp that woke him from his sleep.

At that time, he hurriedly opened his eyes as if he was afraid that he would miss something, and then couldn't wait to look at Wang Xiaoli in the barrel.

The first thing he saw was Wang Xiaoli's casually tied ponytail. And then, he saw Wang Xiaoli slowly crawl out of the barrel.

This woman in her thirties, but with a beautiful figure, climbed with great difficulty, as if she were a seriously wounded warrior, and she was embarrassed.

She gasped weakly, and her whole body was flushed. She slowly climbed out of the barrel and stroked the edge of the barrel and began to take a deep breath. And before that, what exactly she went through, no one knows.

But what can be imagined is that nine times out of ten, she has experienced an extremely painful ordeal. And the reason why she didn't wake up Sandao at that time may be because she wants to redeem herself on her own. And this process of self-redemption should also be what she doesn't want Sandao to see.

As for now, she has undoubtedly succeeded. So everything before is not important at this moment. After all, no one knows.

If he relied on imagination, Sandao felt that it would inevitably make him feel vulgar. That would be a blasphemy against Wang Xiaoli, so he didn't let himself imagine it, even though it was hard to control.

After Wang Xiaoli's breathing gradually stabilized, Sandao slowly opened his mouth, "The water is cold?"

"Hmm!" Wang Xiaoli nodded weakly.

"How's it going?" asked Mitocha.

Hearing this, Wang Xiaoli didn't answer immediately, she seemed to be recalling something. Then the corners of her mouth suddenly raised a shallow arc, and she panted and said, "Not bad!"