The Mitsui family villa in the middle of the night is brightly lit.

In the living room, Masao Mitsui sat expressionlessly in the middle of the sofa, his eyes slightly closed, his hands staggered on his knees and tapped gently, not knowing whether he was thinking about things or resting.

There were two women lying on the floor in front of the sofa, and if they hadn't seen the chest that was still slightly bullied, someone would have thought that these were two people who had become corpses.

The little snake sat on the couch next to her, humming an unknown tune and carefully trimming her poisonous nails with a short dagger in her hand. Behind him, there were more than a dozen people in ninja costumes, and the leader was none other than Mie Ozawa.

"You're a viper?" After a long time, Mitsui Masao opened his eyes, looked at the little snake and asked.

"It seems that my popularity is still not high." The little snake giggled, pointed to the Mitsui Emperor Sakura lying on the ground and a young woman who looked similar to Mitsui Emperor Sakura, but her body was more mature and charming. "Now that you've spoken, tell me what you're going to do with these two women? - To be honest, there have been too many bloody TV series in recent years, and it is quite interesting to watch the live-action version this time. I'm curious to know what you're going to do with them. ”

"Death crimes can be avoided, but living crimes cannot be escaped." Masao Mitsui said in a deep voice.

One is his daughter, the other is his sister - and the other, who has not been heard from yet, is his son.

This feeling of being betrayed by his own children and sister made Masao Mitsui extremely worried, as if a large stone of several thousand catties was pressing on his chest.

"Why did you save me?" Masao Mitsui asked, looking at the little snake.

"Save you? I don't have that kind of idleness. Little Snake smiled coquettishly. It's just that our little enemy insists that I come to save you, and I can't resist him. ”

"What about her?"

"Who? These ninjas, you say? Turning his head to look at Mie Ozawa, who was standing there like a wax figure, the little snake said. I don't know about this, maybe, when our little family comes back, you can ask clearly. ”

The little snake's words seemed to be a signal, as soon as the words fell, there was a sound of a car engine outside, and it didn't take long for the door of the villa to open from the outside, and then, Yan Murong and Mitsui Toshiming, who looked like mud monkeys, walked in, and Yan Murong was still carrying a person in his hand.

"Bang!"

Regardless of whether it hurt to fall on the floor, Yan Murong directly threw Mitsui Yingjun in the middle of the two women, which just reunited his family.

"I can't stop in the middle of the night, it's really depressing."

Yan Murong looked at the dirty clothes on his body and complained, then turned his head and said to Mitsui Toshiming. "If you still have clean clothes, lend me a set, I'll go up and take a shower first, I guess a few of them should wake up after taking a shower."

"Okay." Mitsui Toshiaki nodded, and was relieved to see that Mitsui Masao was fine, but at this time, the mud on his body also made him feel extremely uncomfortable, so he simply followed Yan Murong and walked upstairs together.

Yan Murong, who has always taken a bath and likes to fight quickly, has not finished his work after ten minutes this time. It's not that he has a habit of cleanliness, it's just that the bathtub of Mitsui Toshiaki's house is too comfortable, and he has been busy all night, and his nerves have been tense, not to mention that Yan Murong is an ordinary, even if he is an immortal, it is estimated that he will feel tired now.

The bathtub that was wide enough to accommodate four or five people was filled with water, and Yan Murong lay comfortably inside, letting the water gushing out of the holes around him wash over his body.

"Click."

A soft sound came, Yan Murong quickly opened his eyes, pulled up the bath towel placed by the bathtub to cover his key parts, and then glanced at the door.

"Scared me." Seeing that it was Dong Wuyan who walked in, Yan Murong breathed a sigh of relief, and then threw the bath towel aside with a smile on his face, and continued to lie in the bathtub and enjoy the massage of the water.

He and Dong Wuyan are also old husbands and wives, they have already seen everything that should be seen, and they have all seen everything that should not be seen, everyone knows who looks like something, and there is no need to hide it anymore.

"Why didn't I see you just now?" Yan Murong asked with his eyes closed, but what answered him was a squirming sound.

When he opened his eyes, Yan Murong's mouth suddenly opened.

Dong Wuyan didn't answer his words, but gently withdrew the floral dress on his body without saying a word, and then the bra and underwear - soon, a delicate little white flower appeared in front of Yan Murong without concealment.

Although it was not the first time to see Dong Wuyan without clothes, Yan Murong was still excited, as if there was a kind of magic in this perfect and flawless body, which people would never get enough of.

"Whoa."

With a soft sound, layers of ripples rippled in the water, and Dong Wuyan stepped into the bathtub and sat down beside Yan Murong.

Of course, Yan Murong is not a decent gentleman, and he has never planned to learn from Liu Xia Hui's frigidity. A beautiful woman took the initiative to give her a hug, and he happily accepted it.

"Just in time." Yan Murong hugged Dong Wuyan's smooth and white shoulders with a strange smile. "I'm tired enough at night, and I got mud again, come, help me rub it, and there will be a tip when it's done."

Dong Wuyan was also obedient, and after grabbing the raw edge of the bathtub and wetting it, he gently wiped it on Yan Murong's back.

Soon, Yan Murong regretted it, regretting that he asked Dong Wuyan to help him take a bath - where is this bath, this is clearly a temptation.

Feeling the fiery delicate body behind him, Yan Murong felt that a certain part of his body was rapidly lengthening and thickening, and then, the blood in his whole body was boiling.

"Love me!"

I don't know when, Dong Wuyan had already thrown away the towel in his hand and stuck it tightly behind Yan Murong's back, his voice was soft, but there was a temptation to refuse.

Yan Murong didn't know what it could be at all, since other women took the initiative to ask for it, of course he had to wave his troops into the customs.

After killing someone, there will always be a suppressed anger in my heart.

Some people like to vent this anger by drinking spirits, while some people choose to vent with a hearty sex~ love.

In the past, in the mountains, whenever Yan Murong went back with some animal carcasses covered in blood, the old man would always pour him half to death with strong wine, but now that he doesn't have to experience that headache, he is also a woman - and there is more than one.

The clouds and temples are shaking, and the hibiscus tent spends the spring night.

Although it is not in the hibiscus tent now, to be honest, Yan Murong feels that it has more charm in the bathtub than in the bed.

For a time, the bathtub set off a monstrous Lang