Just because this woman is Mu Lingluo, a woman who makes him feel warm and loved!

Su Zimo stood behind her, her eyes fixed on her naked back, and she didn't recover from the beautiful scenery in front of her for a long time.

Mu Lingluo saw that there was no reaction for a long time behind her, her head rolled on the bath towel on the edge of the bath bucket, her tone retreated from her usual calm and composed, and said coquettishly: "Sister, wipe my back!" I'm so tired, please! ”

In fact, it's not that she doesn't like to be coquettish, but the environment has always forced her to become self-reliant. Mu Chanjuan's occasional tolerance of her made it easy for her to be a little coquettish in front of her.

Of course, she is not unwilling to be coquettish with Su Zimo, but every time she faces Su Zimo, she is always a little embarrassed.

Su Zimo could hear her soft and glutinous voice, as sweet and greasy as glutinous rice balls, especially the word sister that came out of her mouth, which made him frown slightly in displeasure.

Ah Luo has never been so happy and coquettish in front of him!

He pursed his lips slightly, his cheeks flushed slightly under her repeated coquettish urging, and his slender fingers swept over the idle hand towel on the side, and slowly probed to her beautiful back.

"Left, yes, a little bit more, yes, that's there, ah, it's so comfortable!" Mu Lingluo urged again and again, and when she was satisfied, she couldn't help but moan happily.

Su Zimo listened to her sexy moans and moans that made her eyes red and hot, and her curved thin lips became tighter and tighter, almost forming a straight line.

His fingers ran through the thin towel across all parts of her back, and he could even imagine the tenderness of her skin.

After rubbing the skin on her back, it became more and more pink, like a delicious peach, tempting people to taste it.

Su Zimo didn't know how much self-control he used, so he didn't reach out and touch it, but his gaze became deeper and deeper.

I don't know how long it took, Su Zimo only felt that fine sweat was oozing from his forehead, and his strength was getting bigger and bigger.

"Sister, okay, thank you, don't rub my back. I guess it's clean, and I think if I rub it again, the skin on my body will be ripe. Mu Lingluo leaned back, holding a screwed hot cloth in her hand, she didn't open her eyes, she used a hot cloth to apply her eyes, she leaned on the edge of the bath bucket, and said in a low voice: "Sister, if you are not busy, can you press my hands on me, I will go to treat my legs for the fourth uncle today, and the massage hurts." ”

In fact, she said that after massaging Mu Shiro continuously these days, her hands were really sore. It was Mu Chanjuan who rubbed her before, and then she was tired.

Su Zimo's breathing was slightly heavier, and her dark eyes became darker and darker like night, and her gaze swept over her delicate collarbone exposed to the water, as well as her large white and tender skin, as well as her small lotus sharp corners, looming under the water, challenging his patience bottom line.

Su Zimo closed his eyes, looked at her slightly tired look, and a faint distress passed through his heart, and walked to her side, his fingers slowly touched her snow-white lotus arm spread on the edge of the bath bucket.

Su Zimo only felt that her skin was as slippery as silk, soft as peony petals, and white as a bright full moon.

He had been in the army for a long time, especially when he first practiced martial arts, because of overtraining, he couldn't even hold chopsticks, and he would fall when he walked, so he was so distressed when he heard Mu Lingluo, but it was because he didn't want her to suffer so much.

And during the days when he was in the army, he was also injured or sprained at the beginning, and he often needed to rub it himself, and over time, he also understood a set of massage techniques.

It's just that no one can really get such intimate service from him, and Mu Linglu is the first one.

His strength was well controlled, but there were faint calluses on his fingers, and after pressing her skin, there were always pale traces, like plum blossoms blooming in the snow, which was very conspicuous.

Mu Lingluo said slowly and comfortably: "Sister, you have a lot of strength today, and the acupuncture points are pressed very accurately, I feel a lot better." Did you think about it in private? Sister, I've really worked hard for you these days, thank you! ”

She taught Mu Chanjuan how to massage acupuncture points, but Mu Chanjuan can't remember much, and often presses the wrong place, although it can also be relieved, but in the end it is not as good as relieving fatigue like now.

Su Zimo pursed his thin lips, his curved lips drooped slightly, listening to her sister, his heart was slightly sour.

In her heart, is it true that her family is more important than him? What she is talking about will always be her mother, her sister, and her brother...... Why didn't she think about him? Hum!

Thinking of this, he was a little unhappy, he had never cared about these things before, and he had never cared about such trivial things.

But if this person was replaced by Mu Lingluo, he would feel sour and uncomfortable just thinking about it.

He is her husband, her heaven, and her future dependence, shouldn't she only have him in her heart? Like all other women, the wife is the husband.

His gaze wandered over her beautiful face, swept over one by one, and finally fell on the corners of her slightly upturned mouth, her lips were beautiful, as if inviting a kiss, and even more delicate as a flower. To put it more explicitly, it's the lips that are perfect for kissing. And her small mouth is the most attention-grabbing position on her face, except for the pair of eyes that are as bright as the starry sky.

Su Zimo can even recall the sweetness and cleanliness he tasted in the past, and it was so unforgettable that it was unforgettable.

"By the way, sister, do you know when Amo gave it to his mother? Hiding it from me for so long. I don't know where he got it from, but at first glance the gold is very expensive, and I haven't seen any treasures sold, but as far as I guess, so many small gems are inlaid with so many precious stones, how can I get twenty or thirty taels of silver. When I asked him where he came from, he wouldn't say. Sister, you say, could he have recovered his memory, and then lied to me to raise him, and cheated on me to eat and drink? "Mu Lingluo cut himself off the railway.

In fact, she is just joking, and Mu Chanjuan is also used to her doing it occasionally, so she is always asked to be cautious, or knock on her head, crying and laughing.

When Su Zimo heard his name, she held her breath slightly, but she didn't expect her to say this suddenly, she was slightly stunned for a while, and looked thoughtfully at Mu Lingluo, who was talking to herself.