Matsuyuki-in.

Su Ruotang soaked quietly in the bath, pinching a rose with her white fingertips.

Gorgeous red roses lined her fingers like fine white jade.

The surface of the water shook slightly, and the sling slid down to the arm at will, and a bright petal fell on the delicate collarbone with the rippling water waves.

The ultimate red and the ultimate white create a thrilling visual impact.

On the surface of the pool, there are a few rose petals floating faintly.

Mo Yingyan's eyes sank, and he slowly squatted down.

The hem of the cloud-white clothes was instantly wet.

Su Ruotang noticed his arrival and ignored it.

Until—

A faint aroma of wine hits.

She lifted her eyes in some surprise.

In front of you, there are two somewhat familiar wine glasses.

She blinked.

Not a little familiar, but quite familiar.

Ripe ripe.

It was the cup of wine for the wedding night.

At this time, the small and delicate dragon and phoenix wine glass contains a small half glass of wine.

Su Ruoxi blinked again, her long eyelashes like two butterflies with wings ready to fly.

In my mind, an incredible thought came to my mind -

Mo Yingyan, want to drink wine with her?

Is the sun coming out of the west?

She subconsciously glanced behind the screen.

It seems that the sun is still coming out of the east.

That is, the dog man broke his brain?

Or did you take the wrong medicine?

"On your wedding night, you have a severe allergy to hazelnuts." The man's clear voice, under the reflection of the curling water vapor, was glowing with warm softness.

"After I sent the guests back to the room, you burned and lost consciousness, and you shouted to ......" and drank the wine.

Su Ruoxi's long eyelashes trembled, and he interrupted him with a calm expression, "Does Your Highness want me to thank you for helping me rub the medicine that night and saving my life?" ”

A soft voice, with a thick sarcasm.

Then, she raised her eyes suddenly, looking at Mo Yingyan fixedly, and her peach blossom eyes were filled with thick mockery.

"These two glasses of wine, Your Highness is in the wrong place."

Mo Yingyan chuckled lightly, raised her hand and picked up a strand of her hair that fell on the water, "Little Begonia, the vinegar is so strong." ”

Su Ruotang's peach blossom eyes were round, and he snatched his hair angrily, and smashed the roses in his hand at him, "Vinegar your head!" ”

Mo Yingyan tilted his head slightly, and the rose flew past his ear and landed on the ground.

There are a few scattered petals.

With a wave of Mo Yingyan's sleeves, the roses floating on the water surface were sucked up by the internal force and fell to the ground.

"Roses can beautify and nourish the skin, what about my rose bath, His Royal Highness took my roses away, what should I soak?" Su Ruotang's onion white fingertips, hooked the slippery belt of clothes, and opened his mouth coolly.

Mo Yingyan's gaze followed her slender arms and wrists, and finally landed on the pearl-like toes across the not deep water, hooking the corners of her lips, "Do you want to take a rose bath, or do you want to step on the roses on the soles of your feet?" ”

The man's jade-like tone was tinged with the slightest hint of teasing.

Su Ruotang's fingertips hooked the belt of his clothes and looked at his feet along his line of sight.

When the water in the pool swayed, she could clearly see the soles of her white and tender feet, stepping on a few petals.

"...... "Why do you get such clear hot spring pool water!"

After being silent for two breaths, Su Ruotang raised his eyes, met the man's smiling eyes, and on his delicate little face, his expression gradually became sad.

"I'm just stepping on a rose, and you're going to kill me."

"There is a fairy-like lady at home, and she is still thinking about the wild roses outside."

"Woo, I ran such a big mansion for you, and I boiled people up, and now that your flaming rose-like white moonlight is back, you don't want to spoil your chaff wife."

White moonshine?

What the hell is that?

Mo Yingyan clasped her hands to her chest and admired the acting skills of the three princesses.

The little white-eyed wolf who is used to beating a rake upside down.

Her white and red, tender ice skin that can pinch out the water, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't match the wife of the dregs.

couldn't shed tears, Su Ruotang gave up, wiped his eyes casually and got up, "Get up, I'm going to change my clothes." ”

The silk nightdress, wet against the girl's skin, completely outlines her wonderful figure.

The color of Mo Yingyan's eyes became more and more intense, and her dark eyes were like ink.

He raised his head slightly, looked at Su Ruotang, and his moist voice was dyed with a layer of dullness, "Little Begonia, do you want to drink Heyu wine?" ”

The man's elegant voice exploded in Su Ruotang's ears like fireworks.

The final note, with a sultry demagogy.

Su Ruotang's pupils shrank slightly, a little incredulous: "You...... What did you say? ”

Mo Yingyan's slender fingers picked up the wine glass carved with a phoenix and held it high to her.

The magnetic voice was a little bewitching, "Madam, would you like to drink the wine again?" ”

Su Ruotang's good-looking peach blossom eyes widened slightly, and the light in her eyes continued to tremble.

After a while, she lowered her eyes, and the smile on the corner of her lips was full of sarcasm, "Three princes, the wine is only drunk on the wedding night." ”

"You don't know this common sense?"

"Oh, I forgot, His Highness promised Bai Yueguang to only drink wine with her."

As he spoke, Su Ruotang stepped up the steps and walked out of the bath.

When he walked past Mo Yingyan, his slender wrist was suddenly grabbed.

The next moment, the soft lips were covered, and the rich smell of wine instantly swept over her taste buds, filling her mouth.

"Hmm......" Su Ruotang's eyes widened, and he pushed Mo Yingyan's chest hard, barely squeezing out three broken syllables, "Let go of me!" ”

Mo Yingyan tightly wrapped one hand around her slender and soft waist, her fingertips gently rubbed her soft lips, and her voice was hoarse, "Madam, is the wine delicious?" ”