End of September. It was supposed to be a poetic and prosperous scene of Guizi falling in the middle of the month, and the heavenly fragrance clouds floating outside.

And sitting on the edge of the cliff, Han Qian, can only miss it in his heart. I don't know what happened to my father and mother, and whether I have come out of the fact that I died a little. She would rather her parents be ruthless and forget herself faster. Here, I can only say a thousand things and ten thousand "treasures" in my heart...

Since coming to this other world, too many incredible and unimaginable things have happened. Don't they all say that there are no parents in the world who don't love their children? It can be seen that this sentence is a fallacy. The father of the original host is simply not human!

The master is indifferent, and the killing opportunities of the same door are all revealed. forced the current self to peep at others bathing like a pervert.

She desperately hopes that such a special fetish will not be discovered by George Streamer, otherwise, she will really lose face and lose face all over the world.

It's really rare to be able to observe George's streamer quietly, besides, she is often dressed in a somewhat loose red dress, and when the clothes are loose, she doesn't have a chance to see that body clearly.

When Han Qian was nervous, he heard the sound of the door opening, and then heard the sound of the door shut.

George Streamer is back~

Most disciples' rooms have medicated bath barrels. However, Longyun Mountain is different, because some people dislike the medicated bath barrel of the Immortal Pavilion for various reasons and want to bring their own medicated bath barrel, so it is not installed in every room.

After Han Qian came here, he didn't have time to ask the deacon hall to install an ordinary medicated bath bucket. Naturally, everyone doesn't care if this low-level spirit root girl needs this thing.

Hanqian heard the sound of water inside, and she stood up gently. Can't make a single sound. Cautiously, I looked through the paper hole in the window that I had punctured.

George Streamer has just faded the light veil, "What a beautiful figure!" Because of the female body imprinted in his eyes, Han Qian sighed. She couldn't help but swallow.

Streamer likes to be so uninhibited, stepping barefoot on the wooden floor. At this moment, all her attention was focused on the medicated bath. This senior sister didn't realize that someone was peeking at her, and she was still a woman!!

She opened the green box, which contained green grass, and placed it in the medicine bath. He picked out a box from the large boxes and small boxes on the table, and the bottles and cans. Han Qian saw her jade hand grab a rose petal from the box and throw it into the medicated bath.

"Look at the bones ~ concentrate!" Han Qian withdrew his gaze when he looked at George's streamer movements. Carefully observe the beautiful bones of the woman who has been seen in front of her.

It is said that beauty is in the bones, not in the skin.

Over and over again, she began to draw the skeleton of George's streamer in her head. Neck, shoulders, pelvis, leg bones...

George Streamer sat on the dippy, leisurely fiddling with the water in the dippy. It wasn't until the water in the medicated bath tub covered with rose petals spread to a certain place that a pair of jade feet stepped into the special medicated bath tub.

George Streamer entered the tub, and Hanqian's excited heart calmed down a little.

Back in the house, Han Qianyi quickly described the appearance of George just now in his good memory. It's been a long time since I've been drawing, and the first one didn't achieve the clear body shape of George stored in her head. Then she sketched a second, a third...

It wasn't until her mind was almost mushy that Han Qian stopped. Although, for the time being, I forgot about it all. However, the repeated memories of the intense painting will only be remembered again when her mind is a little clearer.

Today, it is considered a victory in the first battle!

After painting for a whole hour, Han Qian picked out the one he thought was the best and put it under the bed. The main reason is that there is no place to put it, and if you put it under the quilt, you are afraid of wrinkles.

This may be the only hope for yourself on a bright and brilliant path.

As soon as it was put away, she couldn't help but want to take it out from under the bed to take a look. But I tried my best to hold back. Practice makes perfect, and with a little more time painting, you will definitely be able to paint the appearance of George Streamer exactly as well.

She stretched and walked out of the room, moving her stiff muscles.

At this point, it was already dusk, and the day had passed. In the distance, she saw several cranes flying back, taking a leisurely walk. It's time for her to go to the kitchen for a meal, too.

She was going to come back from the meal and play, and then look at the swordsmanship and change her brain. Otherwise, the brain has always been a beautiful picture of George's streamer, and it is really going to be confused.

As she walked slowly into the kitchen, she saw George Streamer in the kitchen. was eating the meat on the plate alone, looking a little lonely. Han Qian deliberately sat down less than 4 meters away from George Streamer.

This caused George Streamer's surprise, Yu Hanqian has always walked around him. How are you so close to yourself today? Come to think of it, there are many people who want to please themselves, and Yu Hanqian may not be an exception. George's thought flashed by ~ didn't think much about it.

Han Qian originally wanted to change her mind, but unfortunately she met George Streamer again, and she looked up and down at this woman with good body proportions.

Fortunately, I ran to peep, and now George Streamer is wearing this dress, with big sleeves, which completely cover the skeleton of her elbows, and the skirt on the lower body is also looser. Han Qian could only focus on her exposed shoulders. Her shoulders are flat and her collarbones are beautiful.

When the cold and shallow beef came up, she still stared at her "hope" and great prospects. Even during the meal, Han Qian cast a focused look at George Streamer from time to time.

Occasionally, when George's streamer is dazzling, he always accidentally collides with the disgusted Yu Hanqian's eyes, which makes him very annoyed, what the hell is today?

Are you so unlucky? Always connect with the eyes of people with this identity and low-level spiritual roots? And, for some reason, she always felt very uncomfortable with a pair of eyes staring at her.

It's no surprise that George Streamer feels like he's observing her, human, the only animal that accepts psychological cues. It's just that, more often than not, people don't believe in their feelings.

Han Qian will not be afraid to attract George Streamer because of this, because of his hatred, he will poison himself. For George Streamer, now is by no means the best time to kill himself.

Needless to say, George Streamer wasn't sure that Han Qian must be watching her. She finished her meal, gave it a dismissive glance, and walked out of the kitchen. Then he walked out of the deacon's hall through the passage under the deacon's hall.

This time the meal was like a confrontation between two people.

Han Qian didn't follow her, and she was afraid of arousing George Streamer's suspicion. It's better to take these two days and relax a little.

After finishing the meal, Han Qian returned to the house and went to bed. This was the first time she had rested so early since she went to the Immortal Pavilion. Today, she can finally relax a little.

As for sword training... I'll wait until tomorrow.

Medicated baths are soaked once every three days. Anyway, tomorrow I won't see such an exciting picture as today. Those who are cold and shallow are full of food, and they are groggy and want to sleep.

At this time, there was a knock on the door. I wanted to get an early night's sleep... It seems that God sincerely does not give.

In the entire Longyun Mountain, except for Hu Xuecheng, who else would be so kind to see him?