"Kong Zhishu, are you really not here?" Su Wanniang confirmed it all over again, and after waiting for a long time without waiting for a reaction, she breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, did she think of Kong Zhishu as too villainous?

Then he stripped himself of all his clothes and jumped into the bathtub to enjoy himself.

There are a few candles lit in the house, so the light in the room is really good, if Su Wanniang doesn't confirm that Kong Zhishu is not there, she really doesn't have the courage to strip off her clothes and let Kong Zhishu see the fat that she feels disgusting when she looks at it herself.

The warm water washed away the fatigue of the whole day, and the thought that there would be an unwilling person standing in the courtyard, the corners of Su Wanniang's mouth couldn't help but bend, knowing that he was by his side was more important than anything else.

And at this moment, a certain man who Su Wanniang thought would not be too villainous was standing upright on the edge of the bathtub while others couldn't see him.

When Su Wanniang entered the house, he followed into the house, and when she called him cautiously tentatively, he was looking at it with a smile.

Her cautious appearance did please him.

Kong Zhishu doesn't think there is any villain in his behavior, he looks at his own daughter-in-law, and he doesn't look at other people's daughters-in-law, his daughter-in-law is his, he has touched it, and he has kissed it, why can't he see it?

Now that he is this virtue, he can see it, but he can't touch it, let alone kiss it, if he is even deprived of the right to see, then wouldn't his life be too boring?

When Su Wanniang stripped off her clothes, Kong Zhishu was standing behind her, and in her ears was the whistle she was blowing for self-amusement, which was a song of its own, and it was also very good.

The whistling woman, Su Wanniang is definitely the only one in the world that Kong Zhishu has seen, it seems that she originally thought it was a vulgar thing, but Su Wanniang made it, but she seemed to be particularly playful and cute.

Su Wanniang's speed of picking up her clothes was definitely very fast, the clothes slipped off her, she quickly jumped into the bath bucket, the water gradually filled, and the light smoke around her.

Kong Zhishu has always felt that the skin on Su Wanniang's body is definitely better than the skin on her face, her body used to work all year round, her face was exposed to the wind and sun, black, and rough, although the good maintenance in the past half a year has made her much whiter and her skin is much more tender, but compared to the skin that has been wrapped under her clothes, there are still some differences.

Recalling the feeling of intimacy in the past, even Kong Zhishu, who has not read much, has such an adjective in his mind, which is as white as mutton fat jade, delicate and smooth.

Kong Zhishu touched the tip of his nose and thought, it is still a piece of fine mutton fat white jade, but it is a pity that he is itchy at this time, but he can't touch it.

He lay on the edge of the bathtub, watching the water in the tub flood under half of her chest, and the petals floating on the water covered all the underwater scenery, and he couldn't see it.

Su Wanniang looked up at the ceiling, her fingertips gently rubbed a petal, with her slight movements, the water rippled, and a few petals stuck to the skin on her chest, but she didn't notice it, it seemed that she was thinking about something.

Kong Zhishu quietly looked at Su Wanniang in a daze, she didn't know that he was on the side, so she opened her eyes and looked at the not very good-looking beam above her head, her breath was stable, and her mood was stable when she thought about it.

Seeing the lady taking a bath, Kong Zhishu really hadn't done it before, where did he have the opportunity to let him have such a close contact with her who had nothing to cover her shame, but she was injured on her waist, and she was very disgusted that he took over to help her rub the medicine.

At first, Kong Zhishu thought that she didn't like him to touch her, but later, thinking about it, he felt that he shouldn't, every night he pestered her to make love, although she would hum and be unhappy, but he knew that she actually liked it, but he was always unwilling to round the house, even if he was affectionate, he never let him get too much, as long as he quietly faded his clothes to her waist, she would immediately realize that he would be held to prevent him from having a chance to continue down.