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Yichuan Nakano was dumbfounded, and he also admired Wang Yong, he was really ignorant and bold, so he hurriedly collected the umbrella and took out the Jinpa to wipe the place where Wang Yong had pinched.

"Cut" Wang Yong looked at those small movements, and felt that this woman was really amazing. Like that kind of submissive little white face? Do I have dirty hands? Oh, just went to the bathroom on a plane. Have you washed your hands? Washed? Didn't wash? Wang Yong laughed, I must have washed it.

As soon as Wang Yong got in the car, he was asked by Ouyang Feifei: "Can Wang Yong be normal, don't move if you are incivil, you are really embarrassed and thrown home." ”

"Fei Fei, why are you making such a fuss, don't you want to see Dongying's kimono up close? Pure appreciation. Wang Yong looked innocent and sloppy, and muttered again: "I didn't strip her clothes again." ”

Ouyang Feifei didn't bother to break the crooked courtesy with him. When you have time, let's give Fujiwara Lichi a gift.

The episode passed, and the car took them through the bustling metropolis of Dongying, the TV Tower, all the way to the west, into a bay half surrounded by mountains, and the hot spring resort collapsed.

Nestled on one side, the resort is surrounded by the endless sea, which rises and falls, spitting the fine sand of the beach. There is some mist rising halfway up the mountainside, and there is still snow on the top of the mountain in the distance, and the Japanese-style wooden houses are looming in the mist, which is as beautiful as entering a fairy tale world.

"There are about nine to ten kinds of hot springs here, one is very suitable for two ladies, this soup is brown in color, can be bathed and drunk, because it contains iron, it has the effect of improving cold constitution and whitening skin." Erie Nakano accompanied him and explained some of the wonderful uses of the hot springs here.

"Thank you very much!" Ouyang Feifei was very satisfied with the arrangement, and she also knew a little bit of Fujiwara Lichi's cleanliness. Originally, I was tired from doing airplanes, so I just soaked in the hot springs to relieve fatigue.

"If you are not used to it, you can also choose our Dongying Nu Soup, which uses the purest water in the mountains and has less sulfur taste." Fujiwara Liike takes into account each other's cultures. Differences in living habits. It was recommended to Ouyang Feifei.

"It's rare to come, of course, you have to enjoy Dongying's special bath." Wang Yong feels that it is rare to have a play, of course, he must experience the original authentic soup. Before coming, as soon as the monkey heard that Wang Yong was going to Dongying, he nagged Wang Yong that Dongying hot springs were not in the slightest, and there were mixed soups for men and women, mixed soups for husbands and wives, and mixed soups for men and women......

"Hot springs are not a combination of men and women. Do you want to separate men and women? "Wang Yong can soak in the same pool with Qin Wanrou and Ouyang Feifei, and they will be happy to bubble, and it is not bad to feast their eyes.

Qin Wanrou is beautiful, she has only heard of men and women soaking in a hot spring, but she has never seen this kind of unsuspecting bathing method, and she is a little at a loss. Plain makeup, crimson, shame suddenly appeared.

"Can I put my doll in there, then?" As soon as Mao Mao heard Wang Yong's words, he also fought for his own interests.

"Yes, I've got the doll in my bag." Wang Yong hugged Mao Mao and said dotingly, glancing at Fujiwara Lichi, whose eyes were like autumn water and eyes like cold stars, wanted to break the unchanged iceberg face: "Alone." If you don't have fun, Miss Fujiwara can soak with us. "I just want to tease her.

Fujiwara Lichi was stunned for a moment, and the hand holding the jade winding horizontal knife tightened and loosened again, suppressing the anger that kept rolling. I didn't expect this man to be so tasteless, or if he didn't look at Ouyang Feifei's face, he would directly draw a knife and cut off the water, and let him be an internal supervisor in the next life.

Ouyang Feifei's face turned red. stepped on Wang Yong's feet hard, reminding him not to be so vulgar and to restrain his speech and demeanor. He bent down to Fujiwara Lichi and apologized: "President Fujiwara, don't be surprised, this person has little knowledge, just a layman." ”

Wang Yong was so disgusted that he almost vomited, and Ouyang Feifei took it too seriously. Just take a shower. Dongying people like to complicate simple things, and there is cultural connotation everywhere, so it doesn't count the culture where their ancestors learned. "Mao Mao and I went to the top hot springs, and there was less pollution. Wash it cleaner, and there is a snow scene to see. "Wang Yong naturally mentioned the normal requirements.

Yili Nakano was so shocked that he coughed again and again, and even laughed secretly. At the top is the Fujiwara Richi-ike's exclusive hot spring, the water is the clearest and purest, and no man has ever stepped into it. If a man enters, he will not be slashed alive by her knife.

Fujiwara Lichi's face was pale, and his thumb had already pushed the hilt of the jade winding horizontal knife, and a trace of knife light appeared.

Ouyang Feifei had a chill and was a little annoyed, Wang Yong was too good at making up his own mind, and hurriedly said: "President Fujiwara, the guest is as he pleases, arrange it as he pleases, arrange it as he pleases." ”

Wang Yong felt a trace of anger coming, and said in his heart: I have violated the taboo of Dongying women again? Forget it, if you provoke two women, life is not good, and good men don't fight with women. Then he waved his hand, "When I didn't say it, just arrange it." But I'm going to soak with my wife. ”

Ouyang Feifei smiled awkwardly, and pulled Wang Yong to follow the waiter to the wooden house where he was staying.

The corners of Fujiwara Lichi's mouth twitched, and he smiled weirdly.

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Under the mountainside, the open-air hot spring pool, the water bubbles in the pool gurgling, and the smoke fills the top, like the fairy outside the Yao pool. The surrounding natural stones are lazily piled together. The green moss seems to be casual, as if it is unintentionally embellished on it. Some small flowers, dotted with the opening of the pool, bring some smart wild fun to the hot spring, and return to the basics without losing elegance. Let people become one with nature.

Ouyang Feifei was wearing a cloth towel, her face was flushed by the steaming hot springs, like a gorgeous peach blossom with a blurred water color, blooming in the pool, like a Yiren in the middle of the water. Qin Wanrou was as soft as lying on the stones in the pool, her bright eyes were filled with mist, her cheeks were pink, and her long hair hung down into the water, like a white lotus flower shining on herself.

At this time, the two Miaoman's bodies were wrapped in towels and soaked in the hot spring, they still couldn't let go of their reserve, and discussed whether to soak in the hot spring conservatively. As for the deeper meaning, then I am afraid of Wang Yong's two eyes, and I will not turn around if I am stunned.

"Wang Yong, come soon." Ouyang Feifei was a little happy and nervous, how to say that Wang Yong is also her husband, this kind of pool, almost frankly soaking in the hot spring, still makes her ashamed, hot and dry, like cooked dried shrimp.

"Fei Fei, I'm still uncomfortable." Qin Wanrou murmured softly, blushing, hurriedly sat down, hugged her bath towel tightly, and looked around, trying to find a place to hide.

"It's okay, there are a lot of co-soups for men and women in Dongying. We can't seem to be ignorant, we can't be guts. Ouyang Feifei looked Wanrou and was shy, as if she wanted to find a hole to hide herself, and she could only cheer her up: "When Wang Yong comes, we can draw the 38th line with him and let him be in that half." Privately, I wrapped the towel a little tighter.

Qin Wanrou thinks about it makes sense, this method is feasible, but will Wang Yong abide by it? Hard. She didn't feel her heart beating.

Ouyang Feifei peeked around to see if Wang Yong was here. He was still saying, "It's okay, this is normal, it's not a big deal." I don't know whether to comfort Qin Wanrou or comfort myself.

Ouyang Feifei, looking at Mao Mao, who was having a lot of fun, rolled her eyes cautiously and beckoned to her: "Mao Mao come here, when the godfather comes, you have to pester him to play with you." Ouyang Feifei directly and funnily used Mao Mao as a shield.

"Okay, but Fei Fei's godmother is also coming, and the three of them are fun together." Maomao leaned against the shore, washing the doll's face. Thinking about how to play the game: "Fei Fei and my godmother are small fish, let the godfather catch them." Caught a penalty for a kiss. ”

Ouyang Feifei was speechless with her forehead, and she was completely indifferent to Maomao. The one who asked for help looked at Qin Wanrou.

Qin Wanrou shook her head, she didn't have a good idea. But why hasn't Wang Yong come yet?

Where is Wang Yong?

Halfway up the mountain, under a wooden pavilion with low ventilation on all sides, the spring water is connected with green bamboo, and the water flows down.

Wang Yong had a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth. He was alone in a centuries-old hot spring bath, with no one around.

"On purpose, let me nest in the tank alone, Dongying women are quite vindictive." Wang Yong mourned to himself.

The cool breeze blowing from the mountains blew, and the water flow was noticeably cooler. Wang Yong had goosebumps all over his body. It must be that the Dongying woman wants to hate herself, and so many geothermal hot springs let him come here.

He sat still and waited, and the mountain could not come, but I would go to the mountain, and he stood up from the tank, took a sip of the warm water of the spring, and wrapped a bath towel around his waist. Like a leopard in the dark night, rushing to the top, I am coming to the hot spring.

At this time, at the highest point, the private hot spring pool of Snow Muscle Pond Fujiwara Pond is a different scene. White spirit stones surrounded a pool of clear water, and white smoke filled the air. Due to the relatively high terrain, some low spiky shrubs are distributed around, verdant, beautiful, quiet and pure.

Ten meters away from the pool, in the wooden house with rattan curtains hanging on the side, the wonderful sound sounds, the guzheng is like the surging mountain spring, washing the stubborn stones, unyielding, pleasant, echoing in the hot spring pool.

Fujiwara Lichi's jade body is horizontal, leaning lazily on the edge of the pool, her long black hair is floating in the water at will, like aquatic plants swaying in the water, half-covering and half-covering the ice muscle jade bones, and the willow has a thin waist. A crystal clear green grape is really incorporated into the bright red sandalwood mouth, which is charming.

Fujiwara Richichi smiled evilly and enjoyed the hot spring that would not get cold in the forties. I want to laugh when I think of the man who doesn't know what to do, shivering in the cold bathtub. In Huaxia Kingdom, I don't like him, and in my own one-acre and three-point land, it's really good to take the opportunity to fix him and see how he jumps.

At this moment, a few snowflakes fell from the top of the mountain, and Fujiwara Lichi raised his white and tender jade arm like a lotus root, caught a piece of snowflake, pinched it, and felt a little proud.

Suddenly, "Poof." "There was a splash. A man seems to have fallen from the sky and fell into the pool.

Startled, Fujiwara Lichi jumped up on his own, stretched out his hand to grasp the jade entwined horizontal knife on the shore of the pond, drew the knife, and stared angrily at the rippled and shaking water. Who would dare to come here to die?

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