Chapter 32: Making Tea (2)

Lu Xiaochun was lying in the bathtub, and the hot water at a moderate temperature made her so comfortable that she didn't want to move, so she slept here!

I thought that making tea was a very simple job, with tea leaves, adjusting the color, and drinking it, wouldn't it? And so exquisite? It's not good to be cool, it's not good to be hot, you have to soak out the taste, just in the mouth, ouch, my mom, I'm a rough person, I can't do this technical work...... Boom......

Lu Xiaochun pinched his sore feet back and forth, rich people are perverted! Pinch, pinch, pinch, pinch you......

She regarded her legs as the big demon king, and squeezed them hard, hey! It seems to be more comfortable, no, it hurts more than the original, okay? Hehehe, this is my own leg, can it not hurt?

When Lu Xiaochun was soaking in the bathtub and sighing to himself, in the study, the dragon owl was in a good mood, the girl was cautious and nervous just now, like a frightened little white rabbit, the little expression that was pointed out to make the group turn around, and did not dare to attack, pleased him, and reminded him of the "little rabbit obedient" she sang that night......

Lu Xiaochun soaked in the bathtub for a long time, and only slowly got up after almost collapsing, his body didn't care about drying it, put on the bathrobe that the housekeeper brought before, locked the door, lay on the bed, and soon fell asleep.

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In the study, Long Xiao looked at the time, twelve o'clock in the night.

He finally got up and walked out of the study, and walked to the door of the guest room, he stopped, listened with bated breath, it was quiet inside, there was no sound, probably tired!

So, he turned and went into the master bedroom.

I took off my clothes, went into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and soon, the heat in the bathroom was filling......

Ten minutes later, he came out of the bathroom, his curly hair dripping with water, shirtless, and his muscular body, which was simply a masterpiece of God.

With a towel around his waist, he paced back and forth in the room, pondering something, his deep eyes fixed on the wall on one side of the room......

For a long time, as if he had made up his mind, he dried his hair with a bath towel, took out a bathrobe from the closet, put it on, picked up a small bottle on the bedside table, walked to the wall he was staring at just now, stretched out his hand and pushed it, and the wall actually opened a door, and he walked over.

By the moonlight outside the window, he came to the bed, took a deep breath, he gently unscrewed the bedside lamp, the soft light shone on the girl's white and red little face, the girl's sleeping posture was still not very elegant, sleeping on her stomach, her buttocks were facing the sky, she was wearing his nightgown, and she looked like she was grinning and heartless.

His gaze became gentle, and he squatted down on the side of the bed, unscrewed the bottle in his hand, dropped a few drops of medicinal oil on the girl's exposed calves and feet, and rubbed it back and forth very gently with his large, bony hands......

The girl slept deeply, occasionally moving her feet, and then there was no response.

After a while, he was sure that the oil had seeped into the girl's muscles, so he stopped, twisted the cap, and placed it on the bedside table.

He looked at the girl, she had baby-like skin, which could be broken by blowing, and couldn't help but reach out and touch it, and slowly, the girl in his heart overlapped with the girl in front of him, he leaned down and kissed it......

The familiar faint fragrance entered his nose again, and he smelled it greedily, and his heart was at peace.

For a long time, he lay down beside the girl, sleep, my girl!