At night, Xu Ping'an lay on Youlanxiang's bed, thinking about the white dragon.

He was now hesitant to do it or not.

When Yu Xuansheng left today, he reminded him, saying that he had already submitted the original history of the rebels to Chang'an, including that letter, now that the rebels have been defeated, everything is fine, and the White Dragon Weitong has no chance even if he wants to be ambitious.

In addition, the director of the Eagle Eye Division is about to come to Yangzhou, once something goes wrong with Bailong, most of them will be investigated, and it will be a big trouble at that time.

Yu Xuansheng repeatedly warned him that he couldn't make a move on Taipingwei, not to mention that the grievances didn't come to the point of life and death, so there was no need.

But Xu Ping'an thought differently, he had seen Bailong more than once, this person's eyebrow bones were extremely narrow, his eyes and temperament were inferior, and he could see at a glance that he was not a good person, and it could almost be concluded that this person was an out-and-out villain.

If you don't have a chance to attack the Assassin Mansion, it doesn't mean that you won't do it from now on.

Coupled with the fact that Liu Yuan was here, his idea of wanting to kill the white dragon became heavy.

If you don't do it, then go on there.

If you do it, you will kill this person with the speed of thunder before the head of the Hawkeye Division arrives, erasing all traces.

With his means, even "Hawkeye" can't detect it.

"What are you thinking, hurry up, I'll get the water for you, the sky in Yangzhou is getting hotter and hotter, come and wash the stinky sweat on your body." Yu Youwei stretched out her hand and urged.

A short sentence from a parent pulled his thoughts back.

The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, in fact, he is a very hygienic person, and he is by no means one of those rough men who walk the rivers and lakes.

But Yu Youwei, a person who doesn't see the slightest filth, often thinks he stinks.

touched the tip of his nose and said with a smile: "Here, as long as you don't drink that medicinal soup, it's no problem to wash it ten times." ”

"Don't even think about it, I'll drink a bowl of it honestly for a while! Yu Youwei's voice came from behind the screen in the side room.

Xu Ping'an changed his bitter gourd face, walked behind the screen, and was dissatisfied with this Wang Simiao for the first time in his heart, the medicinal soup he prepared was really unpalatable!

Yu Youwei took off his shirt familiarly, and while taking it off, she was still frowning and frowning.

"In the middle of the night, I took a few little girls to catch fish in the pond, and you can figure it out, and you get a stinky body!"

"Poof!"

At once, he jumped into the large bathtub and made a lot of splashes.

The water temperature is moderate, and some precious medicinal herbs and petals are added, which is fragrant and long, making him so comfortable that he is about to scream.

The place is foggy and misty.

Yu Youwei then took off her clothes, revealing a back as smooth as satin, which looked like a treasure at a glance.

"When I look at your back, I feel ashamed, and I don't know what blessings I have accumulated in my previous life to meet you. Xu Ping'an was moved.

"That's possible, you were a monk in your last life, and you did a lot of good deeds, and God let you pass by Yangzhou City and meet me. ”

Just between a few words of Yu Youwei's playful laughter, she was no longer at all. The cloud-like hair that coiled on the top of her head also fell out, and the long spread fell down almost to her waist, covering most of her back.

It's this half-hidden scene that makes him can't help but feel his heart boiling.

Although I have been like this for a long time, it will not be calm every time I see it.

She turned, and with her hands in her ears, she brushed her hair so that they were covered from behind her, and again half-covered.

She looked at Xu Ping'an with a smile and said, "Why do you say these words every night, I can't tell whether it's true or not." ”

Xu Ping'an smiled bitterly, spreading his hands and feeling a little helpless: "If this is the case, then I can only say that it is a coincidence, you and I are husband and wife, can you use these sweet words to coax a female gentleman who is full of poetry and books?"

He squinted his eyes and looked directly at the perfect carcass in front of him, which was like a jade carcass, and his throat slipped and secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

It's just a layman's idea, it's so beautiful!

Yu Youwei gently lifted her slender step into the large bathtub, and the person slowly soaked in, but scattered her hair on the edge of the bucket.

Maybe he was shy, and he covered the spring light with a blister.

teased: "That Xianggong said so, that time on the peach blossom tree, and in my study, you said sweet words, just to coax me?"

"That's right, it's a pity that you understood too late!" Xu Ping'an waved his hand, made a squishy appearance, and laughed out loud.

"Cut, turn. Yu Youwei snorted, her face flushed by the mist steam, she was not a girl's red, she was a woman's charm.

He turned around, and Yu Youwei untied the crown of his hair, soaked it in the water, and began to rub it gently.

The two were skin-to-skin, and even squeezed together, but she didn't avoid it at all, and shampooed Xu Ping'an very seriously.

Although she is a maverick, whether it is talent or behavior, she still inevitably has been educated by her husband since she was a child, and she has to do everything herself, wearing boots, undressing, bathing, etc., and has never let these maids around her do it, which can be said to fully reflect the word "eldest woman" in another way.

Xu Ping'an's back has deliberately touched her smooth skin many times, and the gentleness and fullness on her chest.

She noticed it but didn't avoid it, picked up the sesame oil to apply it to his back, those hands were really flexible and light, Xu Ping'an felt that she knew how to do immortal arts, every time she touched it, it was like injecting a trace of true qi into her body, and then these true qi turned into thousands of insects and ants that drilled into every pore on his body, dredging his veins.

Strange crispy and itchy, blood veins.

"Youngster". She called softly.

"Huh?" Xu Ping'an snorted.

"I read a lot of wild histories and documents, and found a problem, it seems that no man can not marry a concubine, is it too much for me to ask you like this before?"

The fluttering words make people feel indecent.

Xu Ping'an was still shrewd, and said with a smile: "Who else can do it!"

"You are so sure now, if I wait ten years from now, when I am old and decrepit, and I give birth to a child and my body is no longer good-looking, you will definitely not stick to me like this, and will you ask me to bathe with you at that time. I'm afraid, passing by the West Lake, you can be thrown away by those handkerchiefs of warblers and swallows, and when the time comes, are you sure you can hold it?"

"The ancestors have all said that color eating is also, can you be an exception!"

Xu Ping'an groaned.

Since ancient times, there is no woman in the world who doesn't care, especially a woman with the status of a wife.

It's like those imperial concubines of the Great Heavenly Dynasty or something, that one is not asking for immortals and worshipping medicine, hoping that his appearance will not fade and his body will be like jade, otherwise when he gets older, men may still respect and love.