Yu Gangan and Fang Zhihan went to Tangquan.

Standing in front of the original soup spring, Yu Gangan was about to take off his coat, but was held down by Fang Zhihan: "This soup spring that your master soaked today?"

Yu Gangan nodded.

"There shouldn't have been a soup change today."

"Uh-huh."

Fang Zhihan pulled Yu Gangan and went to the milk soup spring next to him.

"Brake," Yu Gangan suddenly dragged Fang Zhihan to squat down, raised his eyes to look at him and snorted coldly: "My master can't soak in the soup spring, Gu Shuling's soaked soup spring is fine." ”

The corners of Fang Zhihan's mouth hooked into a smile, "I'll let people change the soup spring, little vinegar bucket." ”

"It was polluted by the big vinegar factory next door."

"Did I filth you? How come I don't know," Fang Zhihan suddenly held Gan Gan in his arms, his eyes gentle and delicate.

Unconsciously the topic was crooked, and Yu Gan changed the topic shamefully, "The petals haven't been soaked today, let's go soak the petals." ”

The petal spring is a little far from here, in the very corner, hidden in the middle of the plum forest.

Fang Zhihan will be picked up by Gangan, and Yu Gangan immediately reached out and hugged Fang Zhihan's neck: "I'm a little heavy, you let me down, I'll go by myself." ”

"It's not ordinary."

"Huh?"

"The whole world is so heavy."

The corners of Yu Gangan's lips rose slightly, and suddenly remembered a touching love sentence in his heart: I hope that many years later, when I have gray hair and a twilight face, you can still hold me and give the world tenderness.

But at that time, no matter how peerless her appearance was, no matter how healthy her body was, she would slowly grow old over time, and someone who was an old man at that time probably couldn't hold her.

After a thousand rounds of thoughts, the two of them had already arrived at the petal soup spring.

The petal soup spring in the plum forest has another charm.

The rising steam, the delicate petals, the silvery light of the snowy night, and the beautiful people made in heaven are like a beautiful picture that makes people fascinated.

"I don't know why, I always feel weird that a big man soaks in petal soup."

Yu Gangan said with a smile, and splashed the water on Fang Zhihan.

Fang Zhihan's long arm pulled and took Yu Gangan into his arms: "I said let people change the soup spring." ”

"Then you change the milk is similar, men take a petal bath, and the milk bath makes people feel weird." The bodies of the two were close together, as if a fire was burning, burning the heart rhythm disorder.

Yu Gangan subconsciously stretched out his hand to distance the two, and the man's lips fell and kissed on her lips.

It was a kiss of suppressed passion, passionate and wild, affectionate and lingering, until Yu Gangan was about to suffocate, and he reluctantly ended it.

The body was numb and crispy, and his legs were also weak, Yu Gangan could only cling to Fang Zhihan's body, panting constantly.

Fang Zhihan hugged her waist, his forehead against her forehead, and his eyes, which had always been indifferent like ice, were surging like waves at this moment.

Yu Gangan was flustered by such a burning eye, and turned his head to look to the side.

Fang Zhihan's scorching breath erupted in her ears, and her lips moved from her ears to her white neck, pulling up bursts of beautiful numbness.

He kissed her neck and bit it.

Yu Gangan was in pain and glared at him, "You bite me again?!" ”

As if retaliating, she pushed Fang Zhihan away, and was surprised to find that the man let go of the hand holding her waist and sank back into the hot spring. nbsp;

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