Feng Yu was so stiff that she didn't dare to move, and after looking at the screen with her own eyes, she relaxed slightly, although the screen was translucent, but the screen was full of her and Xin Moge's clothes, and the people outside the screen couldn't see everything inside. However, despite this, Feng Yu still didn't move, let alone make a sound, and glared at Xin Moge who was close at hand with a slight annoyance, can't he wait for the maids to tidy up before washing?

Xin Moge mistakenly thought that Feng Yu's glaring at him was still annoyed that he had asked for it again and again, so he closed his eyes and closed his eyes to recuperate, and let Feng Yu stare at her, letting her out of this breath.

Feng Yu suddenly felt that she had punched the soft cotton, and the other party was not painful or itchy, and she didn't take it seriously at all, so she could only give up, moving her body slightly to gently retreat away from Xin Moge.

Xin Moge didn't open his eyes, and with a big hand, he fished back Feng Yu's whole person who tried to retreat.

Feng Yu unexpectedly, for a while, her whole body fell to Xin Moge, and her face almost slammed on Xin Moge's strong and hard shoulders, especially her nose, and she quickly raised her head in annoyance, "You ......"

"Where do you want to go?" Xin Moge still didn't open his eyes, and his big hand domineeringly hugged Feng Yu's waist and didn't let go.

The door closing, and the maidservants who had changed and made the beds retreated lightly.

Feng Yu listened, then she was completely relieved, the whole person relaxed, and then looked at Xin Moge like this, she was tired from thinking about it.

And when she relaxed, the soreness in her body came more and more clearly, all of which clearly reminded Feng Yu how the person in front of her was so fiercely and constantly tossing her just now. After tossing her so much back pain, he wanted to rest so easily, how could there be such a good thing? Feng Yu's eyes turned, and a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, so she didn't break Xin Moge's hand that was still shackled to her waist, and blew into Xin Moge's ear with her head slightly sideways: "Don't let me retreat, what's the matter, you still have this strength?" In the voice of the words, there is no lack of provocation.

Xin Moge suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Feng Yu in his arms, his eyes darkened significantly.

Feng Yu glanced at each other and secretly screamed, "Not good", didn't he close his eyes because he was tired?

"Whether your husband has the strength or not, you can 'try' it well." dared to provoke him like this, he wanted her to take a good look, and he had let her go too easily before. As soon as the words fell, Xin Moge turned over, pressed Feng Yu in his arms under him, and pressed Feng Yu between his body and the edge of the bath bucket.

The water in the tub splashed all over the floor in an instant.

Feng Yu couldn't help but let out an exclamation, almost didn't have time to react, and almost choked on a big mouthful of water.

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At noon the next day, Feng Yu, who was in pain like a falling apart, opened her eyes and woke up, looking at the bright light in the room and didn't want to move. It turns out that provocations come at a price.

Especially in that regard, the provocation is absolutely painful, very painful.

There is a saying that husbands and wives occasionally bathe together, which is not interesting, but in her place, it is a fish on the chopping board that can be slaughtered by others, and almost no bones are left from top to bottom.

"The princess? The princess? ”

There was a knock at the door, and suddenly without warning, there was a cautious inquiry from the maidservant outside the door.