Halfway through, Wang Yong suddenly stopped and muttered to himself: "This kind of stimulation doesn't seem to be enough, you have to take some cruel medicine." ”

After speaking, Wang Yong returned to the locker room, wrapped in a bath towel, and walked into the VIP spa room shirtless.

At this time, the security guard and the female customer who were tearing up freely were angrily coming up, trying to find the "young master" who provoked the incident. It's a pity that it has long been found. The two of them could only continue to fall into the tearing up of who couldn't tell who was right and who was wrong.

When I opened the door of the spa room, I saw three people lying on the lounge chairs, quietly receiving a shower-style spa treatment.

A huge shower head sloping down the drainline, dripping onto the snow-white skin, rising a large expanse of heat. Looking at the flower people in the fog is more beautiful, faintly curling, Ziyu Fengqing actually has the posture of a person in the immortals.

"It seems to be like a light cloud covering the moon, and fluttering like the snow of the wind. Looking at it from afar, it is as bright as the sun rising in the morning glow, and when you are forced to observe it, it is like a hibiscus ...... waves."

Wang Yong walked forward slowly and recited a passage.

With this dense scene, the whole paragraph fits perfectly.

"Luo Shen Fu, good words. It's a pity that who in this world can really be a god. "Ziyu Fengqing didn't reply, so he knew who was coming.

She sighed softly, and the melancholy between her eyebrows added a bit of thrilling beauty.

Wang Yong walked up to the three of them and said with a smile: "Why is no one worthy of a god? Aren't you my goddess?"

The flattery of these words is too obvious, like a sling kneeling and licking the goddess.

It's just that he got Ziyu Fengqing's smile for no reason.

made Xu Zi'an, who was angry when he saw Wang Yong, even more angry.

"Why did you come here? Is this kind of place something like you can come to?" Xu Zi'an said to Wang Yong.

Wang Yong was not angry at all, but said with a pleasant face: "Whether I can come or not, it's not up to you to decide." As long as Fengqing is willing to let me come, I will also come to the sword mountain and the sea of fire. ”

"Fengqing?" Xu Zi'an heard Wang Yong's affectionate title, and suddenly a wave of anger erupted in his eyes, and the whole person was angry. "Who are you qualified to call that?"

Wang Yong glanced at Xu Zi'an and said, "If I don't have any qualifications, then what qualifications do you have? Don't forget who is her fiancé, and who is the buzzing mosquito that can't be driven away!"

"Who are you talking about?"

Standing up with a snap, Xu Zi'an pointed at Wang Yong angrily and asked.

"Whoever asks me, I say whomever I want. Wang Yong raised his head, walked to another recliner, and lay down.

After lying down, his eyes were even more dishonest, and he roamed around Ziyu Fengqing presumptuously.

Slender thighs, pink neck, snow-white breasts, and even two points of cherry red faintly visible in the gaps of the bath towel. looked at Wang Yong's heartbeat and his mouth was dry.

Fortunately, at this time, the bath towel wrapped around the legs, which was very loose. Changing to pants has long exposed his dirty thoughts at the moment.

Ziyu Fengqing also noticed Wang Yong's dishonest eyes, turned her head and glared at Wang Yong viciously.

It's just that this scene has become evidence of the two flirting in Xu Zi'an's eyes.

"Bastard!how could it be?, how could this bastard hook up with Feng Qing?" Xu Zi'an thought angrily, his face flushed.

"Fengqing, didn't you say that today was just a date between the two of us? Why did you call a light bulb? Wang Yong said deliberately.

Ziyu Fengqing closed her eyes and was silent, not admitting or denying it. Just enjoy the spa.

And Wei Ran looked at Wang Yong strangely, a little strange why Wang Yong started to stimulate Xu Zi'an from the moment he entered the door, and Miss didn't stop him.

"Fengqing, why don't you speak? Are you too tired these days? Or let me give you a massage, I once talked to an old Chinese medicine doctor, and the massage technique is called a stick, and the chiefs are all full of praise. When I was discharged from the army, an old chief wanted to give me a back door and let me stay and give him a special massage. How good do you think my technique is? ”

Wang Yong boasted to himself, turned over, walked straight to Ziyu Fengqing's side, and reached out to touch Ziyu Fengqing's shoulder.

Ziyu Fengqing was closing her eyes, not ready to pay attention to Wang Yong's nonsense. Where did I think that Wang Yong would do what he said, and he didn't ask her if she was willing or not.

The rough big hand caressed Ziyu Fengqing's soft fragrant shoulder, and Ziyu Fengqing's smooth skin made Wang Yong's heart itch for a while.

And Wang Yong's eyes were not idle, he followed Ziyu Fengqing's bath towel and looked in, and the scene of white flowers stimulated him to swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Exciting, it's so exciting!

Wang Yong, who planned all this, didn't think that he could have such benefits, this was obtained for nothing, and he didn't look at it in vain.

So Wang Yong looked at it again and again, and he just stuffed his eyeballs in.

"Let it go!" Ziyu Fengqing came back to her senses and said to Wang Yong in a cold voice.

"Be quiet, don't be heard. I said, you have to give him enough stimulation. It's almost hard now, trust me. He's going to go on a rampage and know what we want to know right away. Wang Yong leaned over, put it in Ziyu Fengqing's ear, and said.

The aroma of orchid musk in his nose was full, and Wang Yong couldn't help but be a little confused.

The hand that was originally placed on Ziyu Fengqing's shoulder, the ghost made the god send it to slide down.

The palm of his hand stroked a piece of white and tender skin, and he saw that he was about to enter the bath towel and hold the micro peak that he held in his hand.

"Wang Yong, don't get an inch!" Ziyu Fengqing suddenly made a move and pinched the back of Wang Yong's hand.

This time it was fast and ruthless, and Wang Yong screamed in pain, but he came to his senses.

"Ahem, accident, accident......" Wang Yong explained embarrassedly.

It's just that Ziyu Fengqing didn't believe it, glared at Wang Yong, and refused Wang Yong to get closer to her even a centimeter.

Wang Yong returned to his seat in a daze, also a little puzzled. It stands to reason that he has been trained to not lose so easily in the face of women. It's just that after years of training, I met Ziyu Fengqing, but I immediately didn't do well, and almost made Wang Yong break his work.

"It's weird. Wang Yong shook his head and lay down honestly.

Xu Zi'an, who was on the other side, was already so angry that his lungs exploded after witnessing the whole process.

He only felt that his snort was already full of anger, and he was extremely uncomfortable with the burning, and he couldn't wait to tear Wang Yong to relieve his hatred.

I have pursued Ziyu Fengqing for three years, and I haven't even touched my hands. This guy has only been three days, and he already dares to attack Ziyu Fengqing's important parts.

Hooligans! Shameless! Stinky and shameless! Innocent of death!

"Is it more than innocent to die?" Thinking of this word, Xu Zi'an's eyes suddenly lit up.

yes, this guy is going to be dead soon. As long as he is dead, what threat can he pose to himself?

It's just that the person who said he wanted his life didn't act for a long time?

Xu Zixin looked out of the door with a heavy look, suddenly got up, excused himself to go to the bathroom, pushed the door and went out.

He wanted to ask where Wang Yong's scythe of a certain god of death had been raised, and why it didn't fall and kill this hateful guy with one slash.

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