Mo Liunian immediately remembered that there were still outsiders, and said, "Well, it's just a small injury." ”

When the two were eating and drinking, Xingyu also walked in with two stacks of clothes and shoes: "The slaves and maids will immediately prepare hot water for the two of them to wash." After saying that, he walked out with the ink painting.

After the two left, Mo Liunian whispered: "My hand ......."

Xiao Banxian interrupted her: "Xiao Mo, you have too many secrets, but so what, this is a good thing, isn't it?"

Mo Liunian thought about it and nodded, yes, this is indeed a good thing.

Xingyu and Mohua quickly brought two buckets of hot water in, and the little half-fairy immediately went up to help when they saw it, and the two girls smiled gratefully at the little half-fairy, and Xingyu said: "The two of you please go back to the room with the slave and maid to wash up." ”

It's easy to wait for the hot water to come, so quickly rinse your mouth and shave your face. After grooming, I brushed my clothes carefully. After dressing up, I wanted to go downstairs but I was afraid that I would go down too early, so I called the landlady unwillingly. I gently opened the door and looked out: the white magnetic water jug outside my father's door was still steaming. The sound of the mother and daughter talking downstairs, he heard it really. Miss Wendu's voice was particularly real, and it was a little irritating, so that when he heard a word, his heart trembled like rain hitting petals.

The rooms of the two are on the second floor, there are eight rooms on the second floor, the door of the two people's rooms is facing the door, as soon as they enter the room, the little half-fairy can't wait to take off his coat, the little half-fairy is the person who loves cleanliness the most, but now his whole body is dirty and smelly, and he is about to be smoked by himself as soon as he takes off his clothes.

With a bang, Xie Yun stood up from the steaming hot tub, hastily dried his body, and stepped barefoot on the petals that he threw out of the water before entering the bath just now, and turned behind the screen. After a while, he walked out, already dressed in light gray silk satin, covered with snow-white robes, and wrapped his long hair in a cloth towel and wiped it slowly.

When you are extremely tired, take a hot bath, and the water gently caresses your skin, taking away the tiredness, but instead bringing a touch of comfortable sleepiness

She is slim and elegant, like a fairy standing in the water, she is gentle and lovely, like a naughty girl playing and playing, she is clean and flawless, washing away all the filth in the world, adding infinite beauty to the world!

Under the gentle light, her face was much better than during the day, and even a faint flush appeared. She had probably just taken a bath after dinner, and when she walked into the house, there was a faint smell of moisture.

Zhou Xiang had no choice but to take off his clothes carefully, in order to prevent the water from splashing on his body, he also took off himself, and then held the lotus shower head, turned the water flow to medium, and carefully washed Yan Mingxiu's body.

When the wooden bucket of hot water was delivered, Xiao'er was sitting on the wooden couch covered with straw mats and teasing Gu Yanyan, and when she saw Li earnestly asking what else she needed, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she asked politely: "Auntie, can you help my little sister take a bath too, and then find her a suitable dress."

Shan Chao stood up and walked to the edge of the pool, trying not to make a sound of water and stepped over the jade wall, and threw the wet monk's robe on the ground. The gold plate that the little maid brought just now and the bath towels, robes and other things seemed to be clean, and Shan Chao hastily wiped a few handfuls of clothes, and suddenly felt that the meridians and acupoints of the whole body were indeed stretched, and there was an indescribable comfort.

Su Yunluo's fine hair was washed away, and the face that had not seen the sun for a long time was steamed by the heat, and there was a slight dizziness, and her tired limbs were extremely comfortable under the hot water soaking, she put her arms on the side of the bucket, and almost fell asleep with her chin on her pillow. I didn't get up until the hot water cooled down and changed into a set of clean clothes.

When I put on my clothes, I couldn't help but sigh for a long time, and my tight heart gradually relaxed. So I put on my socks leisurely and slowly. At the same time, he looked up at the women who were slightly delicate in the bath, how natural they were.

Xue Qing quickly took him to familiarize himself with the furnishings in Qing'an's house, hurriedly served him to wash his body and wash his body, changed him into decent clothes, cleaned up inside and out, and then led him out again.

When Xiao Banxian came here, he saw that the three of them were all dressed in white, and the clothes they were sending now were also white, and the style was men's, which should have been specially given to people who came to seek medical advice.

After wiping his body well and changing into light and soft clothes, Xiao Banxian felt like a human being again.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and then the voice of the ink painting came: "Miss, please go together." ”

The sound of clear water sounded behind the screen, and the white petals in the bucket were stirred again, and the sweet floral fragrance in the room gradually deepened. Duan Chen changed his clothes again and sat on the edge of the bed. Originally, I wanted to ponder the case, but the sound of the water behind the screen was light and heavy, intermittent, and there were ripples in the hearts of the flirtatious people.

Xiao Banxian immediately walked quickly to open the door, and Mo Liunian on the other side also opened the door at the same time, and Mo Liunian, who was dressed in white, was surprisingly beautiful.

After saying that, he took two steps forward and came to the light, Zhu Tao took a closer look, but saw that the woman's clothes were simple, gentle and quiet, although she was not young, her face was extraordinary, and she vaguely revealed the unparalleled charm of the past.

The beauty of the eighth sister is unpolished and natural, she doesn't know how to dress up, let alone scratch her head, she is an unpolluted piece of snow on the highest peak in Antarctica. Snow skin and jade skin, ice clear and jade, real, not fake. Then she hummed a little tune and walked step by step towards the depths of the river.

She had just taken a bath, her skin was as delicate as porcelain, her delicate little face was a little pink blood, her dark eyes were clearer and brighter because of the water vapor contaminated, her beauty was delicate and delicate, and when her eyes flickered because of shyness, she showed an extreme charm.

He looked up, and saw a slender hand like white jade lift the curtain, and into him came a young girl, who was dressed in a white dress like a light veil, as if she was in the fog of smoke, and seemed to be about sixteen or seventeen years old, except for a black hair, her whole body was snow-white, and her face was beautiful and vulgar

Her new makeup after bathing is even more fresh and pretty, like a hibiscus out of the water, and begonias with dew, which are radiant and delicate.

Jinxin smiled and patted her chest, the room was full of moonlight, she stood on the edge of the bed, the snow tender skin loomed under the light veil, so a stroke showed the seductive lines of her chest. The long waterfall-like hair and clothes faintly exude a fragrance, which is intoxicating to the bone, and can make any normal man in this world feel refreshed.

At the bottom of the left side of the soup, there is a statue of a noble concubine bathing, she is slim and graceful, and I think she is really very beautiful from her plump figure and beautiful appearance.

I saw the bride standing on the ground, holding on to her own chair, as if she was lowering her head and distracted, her face was illuminated by the morning sun, and the overnight fat powder had faded, showing the beauty of Qingshui's face. The eyebrows seemed to be soft, adding a lot of resentment, and it was even more pitiful.

A few crystalline raindrops on the edge of the delicate stamens, they were tears of excitement, or the delicate water droplets that stuck to their bodies when they had just come out of the bath

I never thought that one day, there would be someone who could make him so helpless, unwilling to endure, and angry. Gazing at her, under the moonlit night, the thin clothes were lifted by the wind faintly blowing at the temple gate, the well-proportioned and slender shoulders were faintly visible, and the white skin was like the moon.

Hengjia glanced at Chang Gong, who was riding a horse beside him, and saw that she was dressed in red and iron armor, her eyebrows were like cold smoke and her eyes were like cold stars, and her pale face not only did not detract from her beauty, but added a bit of dusty agility.

She is like the first white tea in the morning, fresh and dewy, a little detached. Her verve gesture sometimes resembles another me. And I have been washed away, but her life is the beginning of a hundred charms.

But seeing that she was wearing a pink palace dress, her hair was combed into a flying bun, and a golden phoenix hairpin was upright embedded in her hair, which lined her noble and graceful, and her eyebrows swept lightly on her cherry lips......

Her voice was clear and soft, easy-going and pleasant, Shang Ze raised her eyes to look at the person standing on the podium, her long hair was tied behind her head, tied into a ponytail, her makeup was light, her facial features were delicate and gentle, and her eyebrows were the unique willow leaf thin eyebrows of Jiangnan women, which made her whole person look like a kind of elegant charm.

She had just taken a shower, with the scent of shower gel on her body, her skin was white and red, her lips were really red and her teeth were white.

Rushuang smiled "sigh", because he had just taken a nap, so he only wore a plain dress with yarn, and he did not comb his beard, his long hair poured on the silver white gauze like black jade, and he was lined with a clear water face that was not powdered, and he became more and more bright-eyed and bright, and he still had the grace of a girl.

In the courtyard, there was actually an eighteen or nineteen-year-old handsome young man who was guarding, and suddenly saw a pale and beautiful woman step out, obviously stunned, and couldn't take his eyes off for a long time.

There was a burst of excitement in his heart, and he quickly turned his head, only to see a smile on the corner of his mouth, leaning against the door with a little laziness, and his long black hair seemed to be casually, but it was not messy. It's just that he stands so simply, but it is as wet as a spring moon willow, faint as an autumn night rain, which makes people unconsciously want to get close.

She was so ashamed that her face was flushed, and she hurried away, and when she walked through the street, she looked back at her, and she was still standing under the lamp of the Companion Fragrance Pavilion, dressed in green clothes, fluttering like jade, looking at her, with a smile on her face.

Naoko Takahashi wore a plain white dress, holding the shamisen that Wakaba had relied on, and stepped into the hall. Sweat wet her beautiful eyelashes, but her face was no longer pale because of walking, and her red cheeks added a touch of coquettishness to her slender figure. She seemed a little surprised to see me, but then smiled slightly, offered the shamisen at the feet of Lord Shirazo, and immediately bowed three times.

Huang Zibian was dressed in a goose-yellow dress, with a simple bun on her head, and only the hairpin he gave her was inserted on it. She stood in front of the pink and white wall, her slightly pale face, and her smile was faint. She stared at him with the brightest pair of stars in the world, reflected in his reflection, illuminating everything in front of him, suddenly giving birth to a thousand brilliance. Step by step, he slowly descended the steps and walked towards her. And she stood in the wind, the yellow shirt was moving, the green silk was slightly raised, and when she laughed, the stars in her eyes also gently turbulent. The breath surging in his heart was also disordered, and he couldn't even breathe smoothly. The blood in my heart surged wildly, cold and hot, and I didn't know whether it was joy or sadness.

I looked back in amazement, this handsome young man, already dressed in his silver armor, that delicate face had a stunning beauty, he held the halberd in his hand, he asked softly, his voice was like nothing, and a seductive confident smile rose on his lips.

She fell like a peach blossom branch, and her light pink dress rippled in the air, so green silk trembled and frightened, poignant and poignant. In her upside-down vision, she saw a young man who was beautiful and upright and upright in the wind, and smashed the horse out with his clothes fluttering, and when she saw the young man looking back, his eyes were bright and bright.

Mo Liunian also knew that Xiao Banxian liked pink the most, and rarely wore such a plain dress, and now that he was dressed in white, he really felt like a celestial, if he stood with Jiang Shuying, you would really be a pair of unparalleled people in the world.

Really, you see, in the Chizhu Lake, the autumn water is jade, clear and clear, the sky is blue like shabu, the sky is clear and cloudy, and the sky and water reflect each other, outlining the fairy-like realm. It was in such a place that Lotus walked lightly, crossed the curtain of the water and the sky, walked on the mirror like Qiongbo and jade, and swayed her graceful posture in every way, like the independence of the Manmanjia people, and like the peerless fairy Shu in the water palace breaking out of the water.

Femininity is also a kind of style, a rhythm from the inside out. Wearing a cheongsam of silk or brocade or silk, bare beautiful calves, high bun, abundant and graceful, all kinds of amorous style, that oriental charm, like a classical flower, blooms in the depths of time, does not wither with the polishing of time, it is so enchanting, so exquisite, so shocking to all men.

On the first spring New Year's Day, you rise from the raging sea, holding the cup of life in your right hand and the dove wine in your left, and the violent sea piles thousands of turbans at your feet, like a demonic serpent. Your spotless brilliance, the foam that bathes from the sea, is white and dewy, like a frangipani flower.

The lotus blooms gracefully, purely, and elegantly. It is not as gorgeous as peonies, not as charming and colorful as peonies, not as touching as tulips, and not as colorful as begonias. After the rain, the dew drops on the lotus leaves are like diamonds sprinkled in the green world, dazzling. The bees fly and butterflies dance, the lotus rhymes slowly, the lotus flowers dance slowly, and the lotus fragrance flutters.

The lotus is a fairy, and the lotus song is a strange rhyme. It is strange that it not only makes people smell the rich fragrance, but also makes people feel angry. A song is a painting in a poem, a poem in a painting. In Zezhu, where the water is as quiet as sleep, in the lake with clear waves, you stop and hold your breath, wash your ears and listen, and you will definitely hear the rhyme of lotus songs.

The color of spring is slowly dyed, the brush is painted very lightly first, probably want to paint a smoky makeup, think about it, or ink and blue is better, so the more and more the painting is thicker, in a blink of an eye, it is full of peach and willow green.

It looks fresh and pretty, like a hibiscus out of the water, a begonia with dew, radiant and delicate.

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