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The boy in the black gold robe indifferently lifted the gauze curtain, sat on the big bed, leaned back at will, looked at the woman who was still kneeling at the door, and said in a flat voice: "Don't come yet?" ”

When the woman heard this, she said "um" like a mosquito, then knelt down with her head down, walked to the side of the child, stretched out a pair of plain white hands, lifted one of the young man's legs, put it on the small couch, and then gently took off the boots for him. [Full text reading. 】

Suddenly, there was a thud, and the young man kicked the woman in the shoulder, not with much force, but kicked her hand away. The woman was stunned, her body trembled suddenly, and she fell to the ground, not daring to raise her head.

The young man sat on the bed, frowning and looking at the woman, his face was gloomy, as if he was a little angry and a little disappointed, but faintly, mixed with a trace of inexplicable happiness.

No need to look any further, the man slowly raised his head and looked at the roof.

It's too whimsical, if it was her, how could she be caught so easily? Even if he is captured when he is injured, he will definitely flee afterwards, how can he serve others so meekly and respectfully?

It was the female assassin just now, the last voice, and the agile and superb fighting skills......

At this moment, he was almost eighty percent sure of that person's identity!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, did he break his brain after a heavy rain? But despite this, he still didn't send his tracking masters and the guards of the city guard mansion to arrest the assassins, this psychology is very delicate, so he can't catch his mind for a while, is he not wanting to cause more trouble? Is it because of the uncertain hesitation? Or do you not want her to fall into the hands of someone else?

Without thinking much about it, he stood up and strode to the bath behind the screen, unbuttoning his robe as he went, and threw it on the ground. At this time, he was only wearing a cotton-white underwear, his hair was full of ink, and he was scattered behind him uninhibitedly, his face was fair, his lips were red, his eyes were evil, and his whole person was full of a trace of handsome evil.

It's just a woman!

He thought, I just want to get my stuff back.

In the flickering lights, the young man had already taken off his underwear, exposed his toned arms, walked to another room behind the screen, opened the door, and suddenly the steam overflowed, and the warmth hit people.

Chu Qiao kept his head down, and never dared to look up at the man, yes, this woman in a peach-colored light veil was Chu Qiao. A large number of soldiers from the city guard had just gathered outside, and she clearly knew that even if she was holding an AK607 submachine gun now, she would not be able to get out alive.

In a hurry, she had no choice but to hide the unconscious woman and change into her clothes in order to get by. Sure enough, she won the bet, and Tashiro Mamoru was deceived by her, and the man in front of him was obviously not interested in her.

The corners of Chu Qiao's mouth twitched, and he was full of pride, it was best that this man who was sanctimonious and repeatedly bad for his good deeds was not a woman, scolded him, and then drove himself out, so that she could go out with a swagger.

"You, come here." Happy and sad, just when Chu Qiao was secretly happy, a low voice suddenly came from the door of the bathhouse, "Wipe my back." ”

Chu Qiao's expression instantly became very rich, she frowned, thinking about whether to sneak in now, and kill him while he was unprepared. But then, a sentence said by the man inside made her tense nerves relax instantly.

"Then you can get out."

More is better than less, Chu Qiao suddenly stood up happily, and quickly followed with the humility and deference that a slave girl should have.

As soon as I opened the door of the bathhouse, a wave of heat rushed to my face, and the steam of white flowers was everywhere, making it difficult for people to breathe. Chu Qiao frowned, and just as he was about to go in, he heard the man inside say in a deep voice: "Take off your shoes." ”

Only then did Chu Qiao realize that a warm feeling was coming from under his feet, and his shoes were already half wet. Chu Qiao hurriedly withdrew his feet, took off his shoes, and walked in barefoot.

This bath room is huge, more than the bedroom outside, but from the outside, ordinary people would never have thought that there is such a large space hidden behind a screen. In the middle of the bath room is a large bath comparable to a swimming pool, with four beautiful stone statues carved of white jade on each of the three walls, all of which are half-naked and seductive, and the steaming water gushes out from behind the twelve stone statues, flows into the bath, and then spreads from the edge of the bath, down the ground to the surrounding sink, and then down the pipe out of the bath.

Chu Qiao estimated that if the water was boiled manually, it would probably be difficult to support such consumption, and the water temperature here was extremely high, with the current process technology, the water might be cold before it flowed in, and there would not be so much steam coming out at all. Obviously, the castle must have been built on an underground hot spring, and it is unknown whether it was a natural hot spring or a man-made hot spring.

Around the bathhouse, there are a few palace lamps, all of which are dark and dark, ambiguous and faint. On the walls of the bathhouse, there are some reliefs carved, and Chu Qiao looked carefully, and they were all ** portraits of some bewitching women, who used various sultry poses to cover several key parts of their bodies shyly, which was extremely charming.

I don't know if it's because the temperature in the room is too high, or for some other reason, Chu Qiao's face turned red, and he suddenly lowered his eyes, not daring to look at it again.

Above the bath, there is a high platform, and the fire is blazing under the platform, scorching the warm kang above, there is a whole piece of white bear fur on the hot pot, and there are some fruits, wine and meat on both sides, Chu Qiao only glanced at it, and knew what it was for. With this ondol, even in such a bath, the furs will not be damp, so it is convenient for men to do some intense exercises with these charming little slave girls after bathing.

"Are you dead?" A deep voice came slowly.

Chu Qiao rolled his eyes coldly, wiped his back, and saw that I didn't wipe off your skin!

Then, she stepped inside.

The closer you get to the bath, the more steam you get, the more you can't see clearly, and you can't see the edge of the bath.

Chu Qiao groped forward, constantly testing under her feet, there was mist everywhere, so that she didn't know if she had reached the edge of the bath, and suddenly only heard a pop, Chu Qiao stumbled, his feet slipped, his body suddenly lost his balance, and he fell into the pool. Originally, she was able to stand firm in a horizontal step, but considering that she was a fighting master in the pool, she could only swallow her anger and let herself fall towards the huge pool.

However, at this moment, a slender hand suddenly stretched out, supporting Chu Qiao's waist, and a strong force came, and two neat pushes and supports, making Chu Qiao half-kneel on the edge of the bath.

"I just asked you to wipe my back for me, don't do so much."

A low voice sounded slowly in the misty bathhouse, and the voice was clearly cold and disdainful. Obviously, he had already decided that Chu Qiao's actions just now were a disguised flattery.

Chu Qiao took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, groped his knees by the pool, looked left and right for a while, but couldn't see where the towel was at all. Her forehead sweated slightly, and her brow slowly furrowed.

There was a sound of hula and water, and although Chu Qiao couldn't see it, he could still feel that the stinky man had turned around. In the mist, Chu Qiao could even feel the other party's sharp and impatient eyes.

Because she had spoken at the end of the fight, in order to prevent the other party from recognizing her from her voice, she deliberately changed her voice and said in a sharp, soft and cautious voice: "How about the slave and maid massage the son first?" ”

The man in front didn't speak, just turned his head away, as if he had acquiesced.

Chu Qiao rolled up his sleeves, stretched out a pair of plain white hands, and massaged him.

A good agent must be able to perfectly interpret a variety of different identities in different environments, especially female agents, in order to complete the task, it is inevitable that there will be some hue sacrifices. For the technique of massage and massage, Chu Qiao has been professionally trained in modern times, and it has been useless for so many years, but fortunately it has not been wasted. Soon, her professional massage techniques won the satisfaction of the man in front of her, at least, through the man's gradually relaxed muscles, Chu Qiao knew that he had gradually calmed down.

Although he couldn't see his face, it was undeniable that the man was in good shape. Or, it can't be described with a "very" word. His muscles are very strong, but they are not as hideous and tangled as ordinary martial artists, his muscle lines are very perfect, not a single point, not an inch is a lot, there is not only the elegance of a literati, but also the masculine beauty of a man.

Chu Qiao scooped up the hot water with the water next to him and poured it down the man's shoulder, and the water slowly flowed down the man's latissimus dorsi muscle, submerging into the steaming pool water. Chu Qiao's tender white fingers pushed him, his wrists were full of strength, the acupoints were accurate, and the techniques were also very professional. The man slowly took a deep breath, and then tilted his head back slightly, as if he was going to lean on Chu Qiao's lap and sleep comfortably.

Chu Qiao frowned, but she was helpless, she knew that this man was extraordinary, even if she tried her best to deal with it, she might not have a chance to retreat. And even if he could kill him while he was unprepared, it would be difficult to escape the siege of those guards outside the door. Suppressing the anger in her heart, she pressed the man's shoulder and slowly massaged. After a while, he was already sweating profusely, and he was even more tired than fighting a round of seven punches.

With a snap, a drop of fragrant sweat slipped down his forehead and hit the bridge of the man's nose. The young man didn't open his eyes, and said lightly: "Take off your clothes." ”

"Huh?" Chu Qiao was stunned for a moment, but suddenly realized that he was out of shape, and quickly restrained his emotions and said, "Childe, what do you want to do?" ”

"You're wishing I could do anything to you now." The young man chuckled, with a hint of mockery in his voice, "It's a pity that I'm not in the mood for this now, I just haven't seen anyone wearing clothes in the bathhouse, so kindly remind you, lest you die of heat." ”

"Thank you for your kindness, the slave is not hot."

Although he knew that this was a lie, but remembering Tashiro Mamoru's words, the man still didn't care and continued to be silent. After all, it's still an unbudding Qingqi, although it's a little small, but the skin is still a little tender.

Chu Qiao's face was ugly, there was a lot of moisture here, and her eyes were blind, so she didn't have to pretend anymore. This man is simply too deceitful, thinking of the one that was touched on the top of the cloister just now, Chu Qiao suddenly sneered at the corner of his mouth, raised his eyebrows, and thought about it. Her fingers slowly went down his shoulders, her fingertips were like butterflies, silky slippery, with a hint of ** taste, little by little across the man's shoulders, neck, and strong chest muscles, and then drew circles up and down.

Just look at the refreshing one