Ling Shang's lips turned white and his eyes were dark, "Please go back." ”

Ye Mushen smiled evilly and squeezed into the door again, "Ling Shang, even if you shut me out, I can still climb over the wall and get in." ”

It's a reason that's irrefutable.

Ling Shang let go of his hand in self-abandonment, turned around and walked towards the dark North Point of the Dustless Residence.

It was Ye Mushen who first came to this dustless place to find Ling Shang.

The wealthy officials of Luojing all love to install a hot spring in their homes.

It is said to be a hot spring, but in the end, it is also a simulated living water bath built by skilled craftsmen.

It's the hot spring where Ye Mushen is in Xiaoaotang, and there is also a layer of charcoal under the bath.

But Ling Shang's inky black and viscous bath seems to be alive.

The liquid in the pool spun and flowed, and the surface of the pool burst foam-like bubbles from time to time.

Ling Shang took off his shirt as if no one was around, revealing the back of a black lotus.

The clothes on the ground were stained with inky pus.

The ink lotus petals behind Ling Shang cracked a wound.

His back is as beautiful as a freehand painting with ink that has not yet dried.

It's weirdly beautiful, it's weird and charming.

This is no longer the case.

Ling Shang or Ling Shang; But Ye Mushen had thoughts about him.

If Ling Shang took it off so casually, something was going to happen.

Ye Mushen swallowed his saliva, regardless of his indecency and gentlemanly virtue, he quickly took off his robe.

When Ling Shang heard the movement, he turned around to look at him, "What are you doing here?" ”

Ye Mushen's gaze moved from Ling Shang's slender neck to his chest.

His blood was running backwards, his heart was beating wildly, and he almost wanted to suffocate.

Touching the tip of the nose, there are two bright reds that are not angry.

He tilted his head and wailed, "I just want to take a mandarin duck bath with you, why are you so unlucky!" ”

"Get out." Ling Shang roared.

Ye Mushen wiped his nosebleed with his sleeve, covered his eyes again, and only looked at Ling Shang through his fingers.

"What am I doing here, don't you really know?" Ye Mushen calmed his breathing, "Ling Shang, this pool is Huangquan, I will go down with you today." ”

"Ye Mu ginseng ......" Ling Shang broke his hand and looked at him, "I treat you as a friend." Don't overdo it. ”

"But I ......"

"If you do this again, we're not even friends." Ling Shang interrupted coldly.

Unspoken words, Ye Mu Shen could only swallow hard.

Ling Shang took a deep breath, his brows furrowed deeply, as if he was enduring great pain.

Ye Mushen looked at him in a daze and turned around, watching him remove the remaining clothes on his body without hesitation, and walked towards the ink pool step by step.

The dreams of the recent past overlapped with the scene in front of them.

The sticky black liquid formed a whirlpool, and Ling Shang was right in the middle of the whirlpool.

Ye Mushen hesitated for a moment, and then stripped himself naked.

He stepped into the inkwell and walked towards Ling Shang little by little.

The Tsundere Hall Master hated everything sticky, including the excessively scorching, strong-smelling inkpool.

The reason why he entered this inkwell was because he was afraid that he would not be able to stand and pass out like he had done last time.

Definitely not to eat the beautie's tofu.

Well. That's right. That's it.

The closer you get to Ling Shang, the hotter the water becomes.

Ye Mu ginseng was attached to Ling Shang's back.

It's unbelievably cold again.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Ye Mushen leaned against Ling Shang's ear, "Why do you react so much every time you mention Liu Shengming?" ”

Ling Shang's eyes were closed, "Go away." ”

Ye Mushen ignored Ling Shang's drive, grabbed his waist with one hand, and swirled around his lower abdomen with the other-

"Tanhualang asked me to drink flower wine tonight, so I won't go."

"I told him, master, my beauty has an appointment."

"Ling Shang, who do you guess that beauty is?"