Hearing Wen Ling tease like this, Cong Jin relaxed himself as much as possible.

But this kind of thing, for Cong Jin, the eldest girl is on the sedan chair for the first time.

Where did he relax.

Almost stiff, Wen Ling took off his clothes.

And then there's the little girl herself......

In fact, the light here is not too good, only a candle is lit in the distance, which can be regarded as barely illuminating them.

But sometimes, the hazy mood also carries an unexpected beauty.

Perhaps, if you can't see it clearly, it will be more reverie.

When the water floated down, Cong Jin felt that a familiar scene seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

It wasn't long ago that they had come across a squad intent on robbing them.

As a result, the team that was beaten away by them, and there was a man with a wood-based ability in it.

The opponent's wood-based ability is magical, and it can manipulate countless rattans to its advantage.

Cong Jin felt that at this time, he and Wen Ling were like two rattans.

Intertwined, and after touching, shy and quietly retracted, after a long time, he tentatively stepped out of his tentacles, and slowly touched the soft light that made his heart flutter.

The rattan is soft and can change in countless shapes.

However, at this time, Cong Jin felt that he and Wen Ling would probably only change the shape of love.

There is a lot of caution everywhere, especially the two rattans bathed underwater, slowly separating and merging together.

Touching and shrinking, separating and remelting.

Originally, it was just a small tentacle that quietly touched, and it slowly shrank.

But as they bumped into each other, they seemed to encounter some different sparks, and the two rattans narrowed the distance between them.

The touch of flowers and leaves brings a rustling sound and an indescribable tenderness and honey.

Boom!

With a touch, the flower leaf shrank back shyly.

Streaming down.

Two touches, and the flowers and leaves quietly gather together again.

The branches of the flowers unfurled, the leaves fluttered, as if suddenly moistened by the rain and warmed by the sun, and slowly revealed their smiles.

簌簌簌.

A few more sounds, together with the sound of water, slowly dripped to the ground, little by little into the ground, silently.

The rattan seems to have never come, but it leaves a touch of fragrance that makes people have an endless aftertaste.

"Cong Jin." When the flowers and leaves disappeared, Wen Ling called out as if coquettish.

The voice was delicate and slightly hoarse.

And this voice, before, used to be like a flower and leaf, which made people feel excited, and people couldn't help it.

Cong Jin never expected that the bath he thought was really more than just a bath.

The little ginseng essence has been eyeing him for so long, how can he just take a bath and let him go?

So, follow up with the follow-up.

It's just that the conditions are really not good, but they are also extraordinarily exciting.

While imagining that if there are zombies outside, they will run or what, but on the other hand, it is the pleasure that seeps into their bones and makes them forget everything.

At this moment, the little girl was clinging to him, Cong Jin took a deep breath, hugged the little girl horizontally, and his voice was gentle and almost dripping: "I'm here." ”

It's always been there.

For this kind of thing, Cong Jin actually has no experience.

All he could think of was that from now on, he would be twice as good to the little girl.

This is the heart of the little girl who entrusts everything to him.

This true heart, he wants to protect it with his heart.

Otherwise, how can you be worthy of the little girl's sincerity?

"Well, sleep well when you're tired, I've been there." Cong Jin was afraid that Wen Ling would be tired, so at this time, he persuaded softly.

(End of chapter)