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Lin Bing walked back and forth, dizzy.

"Wake up early, what are you doing here?" Lin Yuan walked over and asked when he saw this.

Lin Bing glanced at Lin Yuan and said, "What do you know?" Do you know who lives in this house? Such a noble person, we must not serve it well. “

Lin Yuan nodded.

Lin Bing's temper is a little short-tempered, there is nothing wrong with serving well, but how should he serve.

The most noble person in the world, what kind of good things have not been seen, he just brings the best things, but I am afraid that he will not be able to put them on the table.

Lin Bing felt that his head was going to be big.

That's not right, that's not right.

Lin Yuan said: "You know, the two people in the house are the most noble people in the world, you just need to serve with all your heart." ”

That kind of person values the hearts of the people, not the luxury.

"Uh-huh." Lin Bing was stunned and looked at Lin Yuan in surprise.

Lin Yuan looked over silently.

"You're right." He rushed to Lin Yuan excitedly, gave him a big hug directly, and left before Lin Yuan could react.

The sound of birdsong disturbs dreams in the ears.

Those who tossed for most of the night last night, and fell asleep after the early hours of the morning, heard the cry of excitement, frowned with some annoyance, turned over and hid in the bed, covered the quilt, and fell into a deep sleep.

On the snow-white skin, there are a little red marks on the arms exposed outside the quilt, and the quilt is pulled, revealing the back of the red plum.

Yunmo woke up, looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him, his eyes slowly deepened, and in those deep eyes, there seemed to be a thick fog, which was so deep that people couldn't see clearly.

Yunmo reached over with one hand, grabbed Song Wan'er's waist, and pulled it towards his arms.

Song Wan'er was very sleepy, struggled in protest, found a comfortable position in Yunmo's arms, and fell asleep again.

Turning around, the scenery in front of him was even more beautiful, a little red plum bloomed on the snow-white skin, and the two cherries trembled and swayed, exuding a faint fragrance, as if silently inviting him to taste.

Yunmo possessed, lowered his head and leaned over, gently swallowed, and tasted slowly, the cherries were so delicious that he couldn't help but increase his strength a little.

"Hmm!" Song Wan'er sighed, she was tossed for most of the night last night, and her consciousness was not very clear in the haze, so she noticed the soreness on her body, and her soft arm stretched out, intending to push away the person who was wrapped around her body to make it bad.

Yunmo's big hand swam flexibly on Song Wan'er's body, under the thin quilt, somewhere was suddenly attacked, and with a slightly forceful finger, he rubbed the sensitive Jiaohua, hovered slightly for a moment, and directly probed in.

"Don't ......" Song Wan'er said refusal, her arms had subconsciously wrapped around Yunmo's neck, her body moved forward slightly, and she directly sent herself into Yunmo's arms, her legs were weakly open, and she let Yunmo's dexterous hands play with it wantonly.

The hazy consciousness had just woken up, and he fell into another whirlpool again, his eyes flashed in confusion, the redness on his skin could not be hidden, his toes curled up shyly, and the bullied eyes were full of tears, and he could only cling to the person in front of him pitifully, begging his subordinates to show mercy.

Coquettish appearance, seductive voice, Yunmo has never been reluctant to cry the person in his arms, only at this time, he changed the style of pity in the past, the more the person in his arms cried, his movements became more and more neat, the whole person pressed on her body, the big hand firmly grasped the person in her arms, she couldn't help but retreat, hit deeply, every time she reached the deepest depth, causing the person in her arms to tremble uncontrollably, and hugged him tightly.

The storm came faster and more urgently, the people under him trembled, the surging heat wave hit suddenly, Song Wan'er let out a low moan, her body tensed tightly, and after a while, it completely softened, completely became a puddle of water, and leaned softly in Yunmo's arms.

Yunmo stretched out his hand to brush away the hair on Song Wan'er's cheeks, the face of the person in his arms was covered with water marks, he couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears, his eyes were slightly red, and there were tears in his eyes, looking at him pitifully, his mind was still a little unconscious.

The afterglow has not dissipated, her body is very sensitive, but she was slightly touched, the whole person couldn't help but tremble, her red lips were slightly open, that look, Yunmo's eyes deepened again, and somewhere that had just been calm became hard again, gently rubbing the reddish delicate flowers.

"Don't, go away." Song Wan'er's voice was a little hoarse, her drowsy brain suddenly woke up, and she pushed Yunmo in resistance, her sour arms were really weak, and her soft tone was more like coquettishness.

Yunmo's eyes narrowed slightly, watching Song Wan'er move her body slowly, it took a long time to open a little distance, and then pulled the quilt a little bit, wrapped herself slowly, shrank down, closed her eyes and began to sleep.

"Huh!" Yunmo laughed out loud, his voice was very low, and his voice was magnetic and hoarse, if he was heard by others, he didn't know how many people would be fascinated.

Song Wan'er covered her head with a quilt and stubbornly threw herself into Zhou Gong's arms, even her body was sticky and uncomfortable, she didn't want to get up and freshen up.

Yunmo reached out and touched his nose, looking at Song Wan'er's tired appearance, a trace of distress flashed in his heart.

stretched out his big hand, pulled the quilt, and coaxed in a low voice: "Be good, obedient, don't move you, come out to take a bath, your body is sticky and uncomfortable." ”

Song Wan'er's hand pulling the quilt loosened slightly, and she hesitated in her heart, "Don't, sleepy, I'm going to sleep." "It's not very comfortable, the culprit is in front of her, she really can't believe it, it's really just a simple bath.

Yunmo got up, put on a piece of clothing at random, and didn't say much, and directly hugged the person with him.

Song Wan'er didn't struggle at all, and she looked resigned to her fate.

Some medicinal herbs were put in the hot spring pool to nourish the body, soothing the fatigue in the body, and Song Wan'er sighed comfortably.

Yunmo personally scrubbed Song Wan'er's body, moved her big hands up and down her waist, massaging a little bit, the force was neither light nor heavy, so that Song Wan'er's sore bones relaxed.

Yunmo's massage technique is very good, however, as long as Song Wan'er thinks that someone serves her so wholeheartedly, all for the convenience of enjoying it later, she is not happy at all.

A quarter of an hour later, Yunmo's eyes became deep again, his expression was indifferent, and his eyes glowed with a ghostly light.

"Oh, Xiao Jin and Xiao Yu have been out for so long without news, shouldn't something happen." Song Wan'er tried to change the subject.

It's good that the two little devils are not there, and the thought of being interrupted by them every time a good thing is done halfway, that kind of feeling is really indescribable.

Yunmo hugged Song Wan'er tightly into his arms, and her breathing became heavy.

"Master." Outside the hot spring pool, a voice sounded, and the room was instantly silent.