After everything was ready, Fang Ling returned to the backyard, at this time the sun was slightly setting, but the temperature was still very high, Fang Ling stretched his waist and walked towards the bathhouse.

Because the place where Fang Ling lives is an independent backyard, Meng Zhiyuan and the apprentice in the store both live on the other side, so the bath room here is also independent.

Pushing open the door, Fang Ling took off his coat and put it aside, lifted the curtain and walked inside, and when he saw the scene inside, he couldn't help but be really stunned.

In the wide room, there was a large bathtub in the shape of a boat in the middle, and Song Ying'er was lying in the bucket with her eyes slightly closed, obviously asleep.

The little face with a stunning face can be blown and broken, the eyelashes are curved, and the style is indescribable.

The clear water is traceless, making the beauty's snow-white skin even whiter, she is just leaning on the bucket at will, her plump breasts are half exposed, dazzling white, and the deep cleavage is like a soul murder weapon, which makes people unable to move away at a glance, and even can see the underwater scene with fixed eyes.

The arm lotus root that is lightly placed on the edge of the barrel is as white as tofu, a pair of small feet are on the edge of the barrel, and the green and jade fingers make people can't help but have a desire to reach out and get it.

From birth to the present, Fang Ling has seen countless big scenes, but in this scene, he was at a loss for a while.

At this moment, Song Ying'er suddenly woke up, and when she turned her head and saw Fang Ling rolling up the curtain, her little face suddenly turned red, like a ripe cherry, adding a little charm.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were there. Fang Ling hurriedly turned around, feeling a little dry and irritable when he spoke, even he had to admit that this girl was worthy of being trained by Tsing Yi Fang, and one look could hook people's souls, not to mention that she was still naked in front of herself.

To be honest, it's not that he doesn't like Song Ying'er, it's just that he thinks about Xiao Xue, and secondly, he is busy with government affairs and diligent in cultivation, so this matter has long been left behind.

The blush on Song Ying'er's little face gradually faded, and she stood up from the bucket gently, and said while wiping her body: "It's all because of the concubine, I didn't lock the door properly." ”

Hearing Song Ying'er's voice getting up, Fang Ling couldn't help but secretly curse the goblin, this girl is really bold, if she turns around, won't she look at her inside and out? He didn't dare to think about it, coughed and said, "It's okay, you continue to wash, I'll come back later." ”

Song Ying'er said: "The concubine's body has been washed, but she was too comfortable just now and fell asleep." Your Highness is just right, and I will fetch water for Your Highness. ”

As he spoke, there was the sound of Suo Suo's dressing, and Fang Ling's mind couldn't help flashing the scene of Song Ying'er bathing just now, and his tongue was dry for a while, but he knew that he couldn't quit, otherwise Song Ying'er wouldn't know when to make fun of himself.

He took a deep breath and removed the distractions from his mind, and then he calmed down.

After Song Ying'er put the water, she walked over with a lotus step and said softly: "Your Highness, let the concubine be your wide clothes." ”

Fang Ling stretched out his arms and let her take off her shirt for herself, until only the innermost pair of dirty pants remained, and then it fell into the bathtub.