However, on the fifth watch, the king of Beiyin had woken up, and Xun Youyu was sleeping like a baby, shrinking in his arms and holding his opponent, foot and foot. A long black hair scattered on the pillow, unable to hide the owner's ten thousand styles. Beiyin's eyes were gentle, when she didn't disobey herself, there was always endless cuteness, so she stuck to herself and gently closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

Xun Youyou seemed to have slept for a long time, and his body was obviously relieved, but he didn't expect that when he woke up, he was still in his arms. Momentarily embarrassed, hands are not hands, feet are not feet.

Feeling the stiffness of the person in her arms, King Beiyin knew that she had woken up.

"You and this king are already 'deep friends', why are you still nervous?" King Beiyin saw that she was delicate and pitiful, and he couldn't put it down even more, and couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing that his clothes were intact, Xun Youyu hurriedly jumped out of bed and was about to grab the door.

"After lunch, the king will take you to Hongluan Valley with you." Behind him came the words of the widow Beiyin.

"Hongluan Valley?" Xun was puzzled.

"Well, hot springs." Beiyin replied briefly.

Xun Youyou immediately understood what King Beiyin meant, was stunned, and hurriedly ran out again.

Hongluan Valley is located in the western suburbs of Wancheng, the spring water is in the same vein as Jinlin Holy Mountain, there are many hot springs in the valley, it is best to soak in winter, and can drive away the cold and nourish the body. Because the spring water is light red, in the cold winter, the water in the hot spring is dense, very romantic and auspicious, so it is named Hongluan Valley by the surrounding people.

Xun Youyou may have deliberately dressed up, his eyebrows were dyed like ink, his hair was tied with a rose-colored ribbon behind his head, revealing a soft white slender neck, dressed in light gauze of the same color, standing in the pool, his chest skin was white with powder, his face was a little red and his lips were gorgeous, and his posture was graceful like an ancient painting.

King Beiyin admired the beauty in the pool with satisfaction, she really was a little thorough, pleasing herself, maybe in exchange for some requirements, and only at this time, she was radiant.

Xun Youyou didn't know why King Beiyin didn't come down for a long time, she was dizzy from the warm spring water, and she staggered and almost couldn't stand. This scene, in the eyes of King Beiyin, is coquettish and enchanting. She has always been shy, but at this moment, she looked at King Beiyin with affection, which clearly meant that she was a mature woman.

King Beiyin followed her eyes, and also stepped into the pool, stirring up the ripples of the spring, the light yarn on Xun Youyou's chest, with the water waves slowly dispersed, seeing the King of Beiyin come to the front, Xun Youyou bowed his head slightly, his arms around the back of his head and gently pulled, only the two of them could hear the sound of clothes breaking, this sound was so slight, and incomparably sonorous, only between the two of them echoed in a shocking way.

A flame ignited in his blue eyes, and he took a deep breath, as long as this woman made a move, she could always choke the seven inches of his desire. The spring color on the chest is infinite, and at this moment, with the light hitting of the water waves, the intention of wishing you to pick more is obvious.

Beiyin didn't expect her to tempt herself so boldly, strode up, approaching Xun Youyu step by step, she retreated step by step, until there was no way to retreat, and he was hit by the pool. Xun Youyou subconsciously dodged at this time, and even his breathing became short, obviously his shoulders were stiff, but the corners of his peach blossom eyes were clearly full of provocation.

The widow Beiyin saw through her bluff and buried his head in finding the source of his itch, Xun Youyou was naturally not his opponent, but it was "noisy and miscellaneous, big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate", Xun Youjiao gasped again and again, and the hypocrisy was self-defeating.

"How many faces do you have?" The green silk in front of him is scattered, and the pink Feifei looks even more delicate and moving. Beiyin looked fascinated, although her enthusiasm was like fire, but she had other plans, he still didn't care, he was willing to sell flowers, even if she had poison in her flowers.