When Bamiba, carrying his little master on his back, ran to the side of the maiden who was waiting at the door of the yurt. The girl had already lifted it, and the curtain on the door of the yurt said, "The hostess has already made water and boiled some hot water." Just wait for the master to come back and take a bath. ”

As she spoke, she winked at Bamiba, who had passed by with her little master on her back, and motioned for him to hurry in. Although Bamiba had already run such a long way with the little master on his back, he was tired and sweating, but he didn't dare to slack off! Hurriedly carrying the little master on his back, he ran into the yurt with a puff of smoke. The Bucers, who had just followed behind him and trotted over, were also scattered and waited outside the yurt.

"Haha! It's still Sister Qige's thoughtfulness! Before I came back, I had already asked people to prepare clean water for bathing! Hahaha! ”

The heartless and flower-faced young man was talking. He slid down from the back of Bamiba, who had stopped. Then he kicked with his foot, and wiped the sweaty Bamiba with the sleeve of his linen shirt.

Bamiba, on the other hand, hurriedly helped the little master take off the pair of horned boots that he wore on his feet. Then the young man with a flowery face took off his dirty clothes in front of Bamiba and the girl who had been waiting outside the yurt just now.

After a while, the young man with a flowery face took off clean. Swaggering and unscrupulous, he walked towards the Nahetyne girl who was facing the large wooden basin and pouring the slowly hot water.

"Master, the water is good. You... Yikes! ”

Before the girl could finish speaking, the young man with a flowery face jumped into the big wooden basin in front of the girl. The splash of water hit the body of the girl who was Hateyne. The girl of Hetai En exclaimed in surprise because of the sudden action of the young man with a flowery face.

"Hee-hee! Why is Laxizhu making such a fuss? Why don't I just take a shower? Ha ha! Look at you, your clothes are soaking wet! Hahaha! ”

The boy laughed as he jumped into the large wooden tub that had already been mixed with warm water. While still talking, he took the water from the basin with both hands, and lifted away the girl's sackcloth clothes that were a little soaked because of his sudden jump just now.

"The hosts! Stop it! You want, if you're making trouble! I, I'm going to tell the hostess! ”

A young girl called Rakhi Joo. On the one hand, he used his arm to block in front of him, dodging the young man from lifting the water in the basin onto his body. On the other hand, he said a little angrily to his little master, who was always playing tricks on himself.

The boy listened to Laheejo's slightly threatening words. But with a small face, he stood up from the big wooden basin. Like a very proud little beast, he raised his toes and said to La Xizhu, who was standing next to the big wooden basin, "Hmph! It's back to you! I'm your master! Although you are Sister Hukig's Hetyen. But Sister Hukig is my wife! Then, then you are my Hetaien. Like Bamiba, it's my Hetyne! If you dare to speak ill of me in front of Sister Huqige... Then, then I will punish you severely! Let you... Well... Let you run around the yurt in the clan with your bare ass! ”

The girl of Hetaien, La Xizhu, heard that her little master said that she would punish herself, and ran in circles in the felt room of the clan naked. But he was really a little scared, so he hurriedly lowered his head and bowed, and said to the little master who was bare-assed and looked at him arrogantly: "La Xizhu doesn't dare... Master, don't be angry with La Xizhu..."

Seeing that La Xizhu was a little frightened, the young man bowed down and said to himself that he was wrong. He nodded his little head with satisfaction, and then continued: "Hmm! Just know you're wrong! Hahahaha! ”

It didn't take long for the young man to laugh again, and in the large wooden basin full of clear water, he took the water in the basin with both hands and lifted it towards the unsuspecting Laxi Zhu. This time, the girl of Hetaien pulled Xizhu, but she didn't dare to dodge, so she let the little master bring her water from the basin and wet her linen clothes. In the laughter of the little master, her clothes were soaked, and her graceful figure was also shown along with the soaking of her clothes.

"Bamiba! Go outside and wait! Wait for Laxizhu to give me a bath. Let's go see Uncle Plunpong! ”

As he spoke, the boy looked at the door of the yurt. Still anxiously closing Tyne Bamiba.

Bamiba: "Master! Well, you need to wash it quickly! If it's too late, your teacher will be angry! ”

The young man waved his hand impatiently and said, "Got it! Got it! What a chatter! Haven't I been washing it all? How can you be such a disobedient Hetaien? Why don't you hurry up and wait outside? ”

Bamiba listened to his little master, and was very impatient with his words. Although I still want to say something, I am afraid of provoking the little master. Shaking his head helplessly, he had no choice but to withdraw from the yurt. Only the boy standing in the clear water of the big wooden basin was left, with a bare ass. And the one who wants to help the boy take a bath.,He-ta-eun girl pulls Hee-ju.。

When the young man saw Bamiba walking out of the yurt, he smiled and said to Laxizhu: "Laxizhu! You don't thank me yet! You see your clothes are soaking wet. If I hadn't taken Bamiba, then wouldn't you have asked Bamiba to watch your jokes? ”

"Thank you host..."

La Xizhu thanked her little master helplessly. But I couldn't help but secretly say in my heart, my clothes were still good just now... If it weren't for the little master, you always lifted the water on me... Can I get soaked through this garment? Although I was aggrieved in my heart, I didn't dare to be in front of the little master, and I was half unhappy.

She knows that her little master loves to play tricks on people... I don't want to provoke the little master, and I was teased. Moreover, the hostess is still waiting, the little master has taken a bath, and went to see her and the little master's teacher!

"Master, La Xizhu will scrub your body."

"Hmm!"

The boy nodded in agreement. La Xizhu pulled up her wet cuffs, picked up a silky cloth, and began to scrub herself for her little master.

The boy was in Laxi Zhu to himself very carefully, scrubbing his back. I picked it up with my hand, and the water in the basin was washed, and my face was flowered. A young and fair face was revealed. With the scrubbing of Lahi-joo, when she was scrubbing the predecessor of the teenager. The young man looked at La Xizhu's delicate white face with great interest.

"Laxizhu, look at you like this. I think it's pretty good. ”

The young man looked at La Xizhu's white and tender delicate little face with a faint flush and said.

La Xizhu smiled faintly: "Thank you, master..." The young man also sat in the large wooden basin and the small chair prepared in advance as he scrubbed with the washing of La Xizhu. So that it can be more convenient to scrub his head and melons.

When La Xizhu bowed down and brushed up the rat-tailed pigtail on the back of the boy's head. But the spring light of the loose placket was seen by the young man sitting on the small chair of the big wooden basin. The young man saw Laxizhu's white and tender breasts through the white and erect neck of La Xizhu, and the loose placket was hidden from time to time. and the small twin mountains that fluctuate with the movements of La Xizhu.

"La Xizhu, yours is not as big as Sister Qige! Hey~"

As the young man spoke, he stretched out his hand from the water and pulled off the placket of Xizhu's clothes.

When La Xizhu saw her little master, she looked into the inside of her clothes through the placket of her linen clothes. I also moved my hands to pick it up... But his face was also red. Although he was so his little master, he saw the secret in his clothes, and he was very uncomfortable and shy. But she didn't say anything, let alone stop the little master, looking into her clothes.

She was originally Hetaeun next to the hostess. According to the rules of the wolf, she who follows the mistress is the woman who serves the man. Although the little master is still young now, he does not need her service... But she knew that sooner or later... She will be a woman who is a little master... What reason do you have to stop the little master from looking at his body? She was originally his woman...

"Alas! Lahizhu, you light! ”

Before the teenager could look at it for a while, he combed the rat-tailed pigtail on the back of the teenager's head. Then he stretched out his hand and walked away to the young man sitting under the small chair in the basin. But with his white and tender hands, he held it on the young man's thing.

The boy raised his little head again, and arched his lips with some dissatisfaction, as if in demonstration, to Laxi Zhu, who was holding his object in his hand. He felt that La Xizhu's grip just now was that she was deliberately taking revenge on herself, and just now she saw the white flesh of her chest through the hemp of her bursack neck and linen clothes.

But Laxizhu didn't pay attention to his little master. But the white tender hand was much softer, and he used his fingers very carefully to play with the young man's thing in the clear water. A faint flush also spread down her fair little face and spread to her fair neck.

Although she is still a chick who has never experienced a man. But I also know that I caress and clean up between my fingers, what is the little master's thing... Your own little master will not always be a little master. One day I will grow up to be a man. When the little master becomes a man... This is being cleaned up by myself.. What would it be like? In curiosity and shyness, La Xizhu also felt that her body was a little hot and hot.

Even the young man sitting in the clear water of the big wooden basin noticed that there was something strange about La Xizhu. But he didn't pay much attention to the changes in La Xizhu. Still looking at himself with interest, looking at the little face and the white neck, which was dyed with a layer of faint red.