Chapter 139: Lang Qing Concubine

In the bathhouse, the steward had already arranged for four other bathing beauties to be there. As soon as Gongzi Jingling stepped in, he shouted, "Stand down." ”

He knew that Wei Luo didn't like to be around outsiders.

After the bathing beauty retreated, he casually ripped off his robe and jumped off the bath with Wei Luo in his arms.

With his jump, the water splashed on the old high. Gongzi Jingling laughed, let go of Wei Luo, and put him in the water.

Wei Luo was still wearing a robe, and he was drenched in the water.

Jing Ling wrapped one arm around her waist and reached out to pull at her robe.

Wei Luo lowered his head, his long eyelashes fluttering. She turned her back and slowly took off her robe.

Just stripped naked, her back was warm, but it was Jingling Gongzi who stuck to her back, hugged her thin waist, and said with a low smile: "Xiao'er, you can also take a bath." ”

He asked Wei Luo to wipe his body for him.

Wei Luo, who had his back to him, blushed and turned around without resisting. For some reason, she just wanted to be gentle with him, and she just wanted to be as gentle as possible。。。。。。

Wei Luo turned to the ground, picked up the towel, turned it to his back, and rubbed his long hair for him.

She was as gentle as a promise, and when her fingers rubbed his scalp, she would massage his hair and squeeze the acupuncture points on his head like a shampoo girl in her previous life.

Under her gentle caressing, the tall, sturdy and rigid body of Jingling Gongzi slowly shrank underwater. By the end of the day, he was half-lying in the water, resting his head on her lap and letting her fingers weave lightly and gently.

Wei Luo pressed hard, and her man fell meekly in her arms, motionless. The long green silk is entangled with her, and the perfect and handsome face can be touched by her.

She was happy.

With his eyebrows lowered, Wei Luo pushed through the temples on both sides of him, and when he came to the top of his head, he deliberately rubbed it.

In the steaming bath, Jingling Gongzi lazily closed his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Xiao'er makes me happy." ”

Wei Luo did not respond.

She was just focused, carefully massaging the man in her arms, she just carefully remembered how she felt when she shampooed her hair in her previous life, and just wanted to remember more and massage him more comfortably.

The white mist rising from the bath completely enveloped the two people, and gradually, their faces were not visible.

Pressing and pressing, Wei Luo lowered his head, and gently, gently, imprinted a kiss on the top of his head. This kiss is like a butterfly touching it, and he will not feel the slightest feeling.

After the kiss, Wei Luo hugged his head closer to her arms, her fingers, intentionally or unintentionally, caressing his eyebrows and eyes, and running along his sideburns. Every now and then, her fingers would stagnate, and then turn away sharply.

Pressing, a low snoring sound.

He's asleep!

He fell asleep comfortably.

Wei Luo exhaled softly, and suddenly felt very relaxed. He's asleep, he's asleep, and he can touch as much as he wants, and kiss as much as he wants.

So, she bowed her head again, and her cherry lips were like petals, quietly imprinted on his sideburns.

Wei Luo massaged more carefully, and her movements were extremely soothing. After washing his head, he turned his hands to his shoulders and to his neck, caressing them carefully.

Tired of pressing, she picked up a towel and washed him again.

The towel brushed his thick sword eyebrows, brushed the bridge of his tall nose, brushed his thin lips, and turned to his strong chest.

If he was awake, she would be shy when she did these things.

Now that he was asleep, Wei Luo didn't feel shy at all. Like a mother, she carefully wiped every inch of his body, drawing every line of his.

This is her man!

She always wanted to get close to the man she never dared to approach.

How nice it was that he was asleep.

It took Wei Luo an hour to clean the man from hair to toes. By this time, her hands were a little white.

Picking up the towel that had washed him, Wei Luo lowered his head and wiped himself carelessly.

As soon as she reversed her hand and went to wipe her vest, the man's low, hoarse voice suddenly came, "Xiao'er, you are pleased with me." ”

Child, you love me!

Wei Luo was stunned, she didn't know how long he had been awake.

The towel in her hand was taken by a large hand. Then, her thin waist was taken by him, and she was hugged heavily.

He lowered his head and kissed the tips of her hair, her eyebrows and eyes, low, and murmured: "Xiao'er, you are pleased with me, why do you bully me and avoid me, and don't want to give me?" ”

Wei Luo lowered his eyebrows and did not answer.

He lifted her chin and looked at her face carefully, and saw that her beautiful little face was indifferent, as if the gentleness just now was just an illusion. couldn't help but sigh, "The heart of a child is so difficult to understand." ”

After sighing, he took the towel, followed Wei Luo's example, wiped her face, and wiped her body.

His hands were heavy, and with each wipe, he pressed hard, and then he slashed down like a piece of wood. Wei Luo's delicate little face, slippery skin, he rubbed it twice and it hurt.

But Wei Luo didn't cry out for pain, she just smiled lightly and let him wipe it.

Gradually, Gongzi Jingling became a little impatient. After he rubbed her a few times, he hugged Wei Luo and sat down on top of him, his thin lips attached to her ear, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao'er, does it still hurt?" ”

Of course it hurts.

Wei Luo raised his head, gave him a blank look, and said angrily: "It hurts! ”

Gongzi Jingling was stunned at first when he was angry at her, and then laughed in a blink of an eye. After laughing twice, he lifted Wei Luo's little face, pressed his thin lips, and kissed her heavily on her small mouth.

His kiss was very deep and deep, and the kiss made Wei Luo a little breathless, so he dragged a long silver thread and removed his lips.

He squinted, admiring Wei Luoying's half-open lips and the appearance of his little face flushed. Seeing that her eyes turned to Qingming, she pressed another kiss......

Wei Luo put on the fiery red robe that he had prepared long ago.

After she got dressed, she didn't need to be instructed by Gongzi Jingling, she walked to his side in small steps, took the towel, and wiped his long hair.

At this time, the prince of Jingling was almost dressed.

He stopped what he was doing, looked back at Wei Luo with a gentle face, and said with a smile: "Xiao'er is happy with my head? ”

Wei Luo did not answer.

In a few moments, she wiped his long, wet hair dry.

By this time, it was dinner time.

The two held hands and went directly back to the cold garden for dinner.

Throughout the day, the prince of Jingling never left Wei Luo, and at night, he hugged her and treated her as a quilt, so that her whole body was covered and she fell asleep.

The next morning, as soon as he opened his eyes and was about to sit up, he noticed a tingling pain on his scalp, but his hair was being pulled by something.

Gongzi Jingling stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes that were still sleepy, and turned his head to look. At this glance, he suddenly laughed. It turned out that one of his long strands of hair was tightly intertwined with the child's long hair. Obviously, the man who wrapped it was worried that it was not tight enough, and that it was not strong enough, not only did he tie several knots, but also that this strand of hair was dozens of strands, dozens of strands, and so on like braids of hair were woven separately and then knotted separately.

In this way, there is no way to separate two strands of hair unless you use scissors.

To do such a thing is obviously a big project, except for the child who sleeps soundly in front of him and shrinks into a ball in his arms, he will not be the second person.

This kid is really nonsense!

For a while, the prince of Jingling couldn't cry or laugh.

He stretched out his head, gently bit the tip of Wei Luo's nose, and chuckled: "Xiao'er, why are you so naughty?" ”

Wei Luo had been pretending to sleep, and his scalp was torn and hurt just now, and she woke up in pain. At this time, listening to his tone, she was embarrassed to pretend to be asleep anymore, so she quietly raised her eyes and looked at him through her eyelashes. Seeing him looking at himself, he hurriedly blushed and lowered his eyes to be honest.

When Gongzi Jingling saw her like this, he smiled again. He lay down again, hugged Wei Luo tightly, and said with a smile: "Your hair is tangled up here, don't you want me to get up?" Good. ”

Wei Luo blushed, buried his face in his chest with his head down, and ignored his teasing.

After Gongzi Jingling laughed at Wei Luo, his voice was raised, and he shouted: "Someone! ”

A maidservant's voice came from outside, "Yes." ”

"And give an order, if it's not urgent, don't bother me!"

"No!"

As the maid walked away, he turned around and pressed Wei Luo, his voice was hoarse, and he stared at her with deep eyes and said, "Xiao'er, today, there should be no more pain, right?" ”

After that, he didn't wait for Wei Luo to answer, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he pulled at her clothes, ready to see it with his own eyes.