Chapter 562: The Fifth Plum Blossom

Xu Qingluan obviously hadn't seen this thing of a man with his own eyes, and suddenly saw that the shy, nervous, fearful, scared, and confused expressions were mixed with each other, and he subconsciously looked away. The same is true of the two girls next to them, their faces have long been red.

Zhang Zhun was calm, and raised his feet into the bath next to him. The water temperature is just right, and when you soak in the warm water, the pores of your body seem to be stretched, full of comfort. He simply closed his eyes, lay in the bath, and let Xu Qingluan toss. Didn't she want to get herself? I gave it to her generously.

Vaguely, Zhang Zhun felt that the strength of the wine began to attack, and the man's ** improved quickly. She immediately understood that Xu Qingluan must have added some drugs to the wine to deliberately stimulate herself. But I was afraid that I would be ravaged too much, so I only gave myself a small drink. This woman is so contradictory and cute. She and Ji Yu love the fighting method, the biggest beneficiary, seems to be herself!

Xu Qingluan poured scoops of warm water into Zhang Zhun's chest. "The water temperature is just right, so you don't need to add it." Zhang Zhun raised his head to look at the beautiful and mature face in front of him, and saw that she had been embellished with undeserved smelter style, and his heartstrings touched a little, but he still strongly suppressed the impulse that had been lurking in his heart. He doesn't have to rush. What should come will always come, what should be gained will always be gained, and what should be lost will always be lost.

Deep down in his heart, he actually hopes that Xu Qingluan will be more holy, more noble, and more awe-inspiring. In this way, he has a greater sense of accomplishment. What she liked the most was to see her holy appearance in Beiqu Mountain that day, and her whole body was snow-white. However, he also likes her in front of him.

In front of outsiders, she is as holy as ever, as awe-inspiring as ever. Only in front of herself will she expose her most bewitching side. If it weren't for the scene in front of him, how could he have thought that she still had such a bewitching side? The purer a person is on the surface, the more lascivious he is in his bones...... Who said this? It makes so much sense.

"Brother Yulin......" Xu Qingluan suddenly said in a coquettish voice.

"Hmm." Zhang Zhun replied casually.

"Don't tell Yan'er everything about today." Xu Qingluan said in a loud voice.

"Why?" Zhang Zhun asked subconsciously.

"I can't let her know that I stole her man behind my back." Xu Qingluan's cheeks were like fire.

"She'll have to know." Zhang Zhun said disappreciably.

"I'm sorry for her......" Xu Qingluan frowned slightly.

"Then don't tell her for now." Zhang Zhun nodded and said.

At this time, Zhang Zhun naturally did not care about these, but it was more convenient for him to do whatever he wanted.

In the past, as the White Lotus Mother of the Smelling Fragrance Sect, she has always been the most holy existence. No man dared to be disrespectful to her. Not to mention kissing her lips, even touching her hand is punishable by torture. Now, in the face of Zhang Zhun's invasion, her body instinctively wants to resist. Her consciousness wants to make herself Zhang Zhun's woman, but her body is resisting Zhang Zhun's violation, which is really contradictory.

"Yes!" Zhang Zhun let go of her mouth and said unquestionably.

"Good brother, do you like your sister?" Xu Qingluan said in an inaudible voice.

"I like it." Zhang Zhun replied in the affirmative.

"Do you want your sister to be your woman?" Xu Qingluan pressed against Zhang Zhun's ear and exhaled like an orchid.

"Of course." Zhang Zhun hugged her hard.

"Hold my sister next door, and my sister will hand over the most precious thing to you......" Xu Qingluan plucked up his courage and said softly, word by word. Then, she was paralyzed on Zhang Zhun's body and refused to let go. Her breathing was rapid, visibly nervous.

Brigadier Zhang carried her to the bedroom next to her, and found that the red candle was already burning, as if it had been arranged into a cave room. In the middle of the bedroom, there is a round big bed, a big red brocade quilt, and a mandarin duck pillow. What's even more eye-catching is that in the middle of the big bed, there is a white silk strip upright, which is obviously used to carry the bride's redness.

Ye Lingxin replied shyly, took away the last trace of clothes on Xu Qingluan's body, and Zhang Zhun slowly put Xu Qingluan on the bed, and his buttocks just pressed on top of Bai Aya. As if sensing something, Xu Qingluan was a little flustered and wanted to retreat. She subconsciously wanted to tighten her legs, and subconsciously twisted in the direction of the head of the bed.

However, how could she, who had already gone to the altar, come down from the altar without falling red? At Zhang Zhun's suggestion, Ye Lingxin and Zhu Yijing both went to bed and gently hugged the master's slender waist, which was equivalent to helping Zhang Zhun fix her body.

The five daughters who supported Xu Qingluan's body just now were also waiting on the side. Some of them carried hot water, some carried hot towels, and some carried ginseng soup. They are obviously Xu Qingluan's most beloved henchmen, otherwise, how could Xu Qingluan let them wait next to them in such a scene?

"Ahh......hh

A moment later, he took Bai Aya from the hand of the girl beside him and reviewed his achievements. This is the fifth white silk he has ever created with the mark of a plum blossom. For men, this is certainly something to be proud of. In the future, he will work hard to produce more plum blossoms. Subsequently, he handed Bai Aya to Xu Qingluan with satisfaction.

Xu Qingluan was naturally very shy when she saw the plum blossoms on the white silk. After being shy, I felt very proud, and carefully folded the white silk and treasured it. For a woman, such an imprint is only once in her life, and of course she must cherish it incomparably.