When the elevator reached the nineteenth floor, Wang Yuyan dragged Zhang Yang into the house again, and she didn't dare to enter the living room, so she directly helped Zhang Yang, who was covered with filth, into the bathroom.

The bathroom in her house is very large, at least thirty square meters, which is the size of a large living room in an ordinary home.

The walls of the bath are made of white natural marble, the floor is made of high-quality non-slip rubber flooring, and all the sanitary ware is imported from Europe.

At the innermost of the bath is a two-person whirlpool with a sit-down Jacuzzi unit that flushes the back and neck, and opposite it is a giant umbrella shower head.

Directly opposite the door is a shower bed, and above the bed is a high-pressure sprinkler made up of three sets of strip tubes, the pressure can be adjusted, and it also acts as a massage. Wang Yuyan uses it once a day, and it is very comfortable to lie on it.

To the right of the bath door is a floor-to-ceiling waterproof mirror, and standing in front of this mirror, you can appreciate the size of the bath even more. Next to the mirror is a shelf made of solid wood with a variety of toiletries.

To the left of the door is a body dryer.

With such a luxurious and atmospheric bath, Wang Yuyan still feels imperfect, she thinks that there is still a lack of a sauna box that can be heated by electricity, but there is no place to put it here.

Wang Yuyan dragged Zhang Yang to the side of the shower bed, Zhang Yang consciously climbed up, and then fell asleep on the bed, Wang Yuyan helped him adjust the position to prevent him from turning over and falling, and then adjusted the water temperature and pressure again, and then turned on the switch of the sprinkler device.

Three pipes spewed out dozens of water lines, pouring on Zhang Yang's body, and pieces of dirt flowed down the water to the ground.

After doing this for Zhang Yang, Wang Yuyan came to take care of herself under the flower umbrella shower.

Zhang Yang's vomit coincidentally spit on Wang Yuyan's chest, and with her deep career line, it entered the bra, making her uncomfortable, and the pungent sour smell made her unbearable.

With a habit of cleanliness, she can insist on dragging Zhang Yang into the bath under such circumstances, and wait for him to rinse first, which shows how much she attaches importance to Zhang Yang.

She glanced at Zhang Yang, who was sleeping soundly on the shower bed, and only hesitated for a moment, then resolutely took off her shirt and threw it into a wooden basin next to her. Then she turned her back to Zhang Yang, reached behind her back with both hands, and untied her bra, and in an instant, a large pile of dirt flowed down from her **.

She pinched her nose to avoid the pile, and at the same time glanced at Zhang Yang on the bed, and paid attention to his lower body, where there was no bulge, Wang Yuyan breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, but also with a little disappointment in her heart.

At this time, her arrogance in the resort seemed to be gone, and she became cautious about Zhang Yang. Wang Yuyan didn't understand how she became a little girl.

Next, she stopped being pretentious, took off her skirt and underwear again, threw them in the wooden basin, and hurriedly turned on the shower head.

When the water flowed down from above, flushing away the vomit on her body, Wang Yuyan took a long breath and patted her trembling chest with her hand, glad that this kind of sin that could make people crazy had finally passed.

The next bath was much easier, but Wang Yuyan would observe Zhang Yang's situation on the bath bed from time to time, and after half an hour of bathing, she didn't find any changes in Zhang Yang.

At this time, she was sure that Zhang Yang was really drunk to death. Otherwise, if a naked beauty bathes in front of him, if she can still be so calm, then there must be a physiological problem.

After Wang Yuyan rinsed it, she walked to the shelf, applied a layer of skin care liquid to her body, dusted off perfume on her body, and picked out a yukata to put on.

This set of actions is the standard process after she takes a bath, and after she subconsciously finishes it, she suddenly thinks of Zhang Yang on the bath bed, and takes off her bathrobe again.

She came naked to the shower bed and closed the water door, then flattened Zhang Yang's curly body, and helped him take off the T-shirt on his upper body.

From this point of view, Zhang Yang really slept very deeply, and almost had no perception of the outside world, Wang Yuyan tossed her so much, and did not wake him up from his sleep. Otherwise, if you feel the slightest feeling, you won't be like a dead snake like you are now.

Wang Yuyan held the shower head to clean Zhang Yang's body, she was very careful, scrubbed Zhang Yang several times with shampoo, and from time to time put her nose on Zhang Yang's skin to smell if there was any smell.

In this situation, the two met each other so frankly, and Wang Yuyan's body, whose senses and vision were constantly stimulated, inevitably reacted, and this reaction gradually increased as her sensitivity to Zhang Yang's body parts increased.

Finally, Wang Yuyan's brain was completely controlled by desire, and with her hand and mouth combined, Zhang Yang finally had a reaction, although it was not very strong, but it was enough to surprise Wang Yuyan......

…… Finally, Wang Yuyan also went to bed and lay on Zhang Yang's body......

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When Zhang Yang woke up, it was already the morning of the next day, and the moment he opened his eyes, Zhang Yang didn't feel surprised, he immediately thought that this room should be Wang Yuyan's boudoir. And the whole night after he got drunk, it was only possible that Wang Yuyan was taking care of him, looking at this luxuriously decorated and colorful room, Zhang Yang's heart was more moved.

Zhang Yang sat up from the bed and shouted, "Is there anyone?"

I waited for a long time, but I didn't wait for an answer.

Zhang Yang lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and before his feet touched the carpet, he hurriedly returned to the bed and covered the light pink quilt on his body again. He glanced around the bed, but found no clothes, shorts, or anything like that.

There is a delicate alarm watch on the bedside table, and the hour hand points to 8:47.

"Is there anyone in the house?"

Zhang Yang shouted a few more times, but still no one answered. Zhang Yang thought that the owner of the room was not nearby.

This room is very large, and the decoration style is mainly pink, which reflects the girl's desire for a colorful life, which can be seen that the owner of this room has the romantic feelings of a little girl. Zhang Yang snickered in his heart, how could he not put this kind of mood on the bold and fierce Wang Yuyan.

There is a large dresser on the north wall, on which a stack of clothes is neatly placed, Zhang Yang said in his heart, this should be the clothes prepared for him by the master here.

He bent down to the ground, clasped his hands on his crotch, and trotted to the dresser, and as he picked up the stack of clothes, he saw a piece of paper full of words written in the center of the table.