"Miao Ping go and prepare the bath water!" Fan Yan said casually.

Half an hour later, in another side hall of the Love Flower Hall, Fan Yan (Mo Ye) walked into the hall surrounded by several women with light gauze covers. The reason why this side hall is called the hall is because it is close to the palace of love flowers, and from the outside, it is one with the hall of love flowers, regardless of each other.

Walking into the hall, my eyes lit up, and this hall turned out to be transparent. The delicate sun and blue sky and white clouds outside are reflected in the dome and four walls of the main hall like a mirror. There is a cave in the hall, the beautiful trees are verdant, the strange flowers are shining, a clear stream, from the depths of the shadow of the flower forest and the zigzag flow. The clear stream is like snow, passing through the pebbles and huge stones, and the rushing stream flashes the shadow of the blue sky and the sun, and jumps happily in the sound of the sun.

Walking a few zhang forward, there is a sparkling small pool, the water of the stream is flowing out of the pool, the small pond is like a light veil, the smoke is entangled, condensed on the surface of the pool, gently floating. For a while, the white clouds and blue sky rushing to the dome, in an instant, this milky white light haze, turned into small water droplets, fell on the surface of the pool, bursts of smoke, floated and floated, hazy, sprinkled on everyone's faces and bodies gently, greasy, a little damp. Sucking gently, the moisture carries the scent of roses, moon seasons, and chrysanthemum petals, and there is a slight smell of drunken roasting.

The edge of the small pond is a section of fine sand three or four zhang wide, the fine sand is white and yellow, reflecting a little light yellow, followed by green grass, pieces of love flowers, and a verdant ancient tree.

Fan Yan walked barefoot in the fine sand, his boots had been thrown away at some point, and a maid bent down to pick up the boots and foot guards.

Two maids walked up to Fan Yan's side, one kneeling and the other standing, moving their thin fingers to lightly pick at the battle armor on Fan Yan's body.

The Holy Realm has a strict legal code, in which there is a law of death. That is: "The disciples of the Nine Mountains, Twenty Caves, and Forty-Seven Families must wear battle armor and be in a state of readiness at all times." It's a dead law, and the punishment is very strict. It is more serious than violating the ten taboos and ten prohibitions, if the disciples of these major sects do not wear battle armor, once they are discovered, they will be wasted on cultivation.

Fan Yan's armor was taken off, and his dirty clothes and inner skirt were all gone. A body of white and tender fine flesh, elastic bouncing off the maid's fingers. Fan Yan didn't feel a little ashamed. Instead, with a finger, he picked up the light veil of the charming maid standing in front of him, and with a flick of it, the soft veil turned into a wisp of white smoke and dissolved into the misty mist. The holy woman's crystal white jade skin is exposed.

The face of the ashamed saint turned red. Smack, a soft sound. The Xiuhua shield that was on the maid's chest was ejected from the squirt. A pair of delicate snow breasts that shimmered and shrugged came out. Frightened, the maid consciously protected it.

Hahaha, Fan Yan let out a burst of bold laughter. One hand on a sleek shoulder walked towards the pool. From a distance, it is shocking, with pink skin on both sides, with a seductive flush. In the middle is white porcelain-like skin, without a single flaw, from the back, I thought that the two maids were supporting a beautiful woman who was captivating the country and the city.

The water in the pool was not deep, as Fan Yan walked into the center of the small pool shrouded in mist. The pond water was just without a lower abdomen, and the two maids conjured up a scarf in their hands, gently put it on the willow shoulder, and walked behind Fan Yan one by one. Gently picked up Fan Yan's black and shiny hair. With one hand, he turned into a jade basin, scooped a jade basin of pool water, and put Fan Yan's hair in the jade basin. Slowly squeezing the water, a little wet black hair. It's very fine. Rarely, a little, for fear that the water will flow to the forehead. Shocked the master's eyes.

Another maid, with her pink hand, slowly scooped warm water and gently poured it on Fan Yan's (Mo Xie)'s arms and chest, delicately moistening the smooth snow skin and wet hands. Gently, softly, and gently, he slid very slowly, for fear of missing an inch of skin, causing Fan Yan's dissatisfaction.

When Fan Yan was dining just now, the maids all saw it in their eyes, and the current young master's extravagant and lascivious personality has not changed, but he has become handsome and chic, and his realm is low. has become cold, cruel and ruthless, and has lost the heart of the miserable fragrance and cherishing the jade before.

The maid gently took off the scarf on the willow shoulder, dipped it in warm water, and gently rubbed it back and forth on the skin of the young master Fan Yan. The kneading is very light, light as a scarf walking on the water droplets, pressing the water droplets on the white and tender condensation. Fan Yan's body was moisturized for half an hour.

This morning, Fan Yan was at his mother Qin Rong's, and Yu Ying and Miao Ping had already served Fan Yan to take a bath, which was hurriedly washed under her mother's gaze. That has its own heaven and earth, and is free.

Fan Yan closed his eyes lightly, with a faint condensed smile on his face. On the delicate and delicate carcass of the maid who scrubbed her body in front of her with one hand, she kept jumping, and the maid made a weak moan from time to time, listening to Fan Yan's mood rippling between the blue waves and mist.

The maid behind her, while washing her black hair, gently stroked the master's back with the tip of the flower and gently rubbed it, teasing the ice muscle jade back. It made Fan Yan's heart flutter and he was dizzy and drowsy.

A burst of Youlan's breath gently touched Fan Yan's ears, and added a silky and slippery warm fire to the soft and numb mind. "Master, Jia'er and I will help you to the stone bed."

"Hmm", Fan Yan seemed to be waking up in a dream, and he snorted in a dream.

The maid who shampooed her hair nodded to the maid who was moisturizing, took off the silk scarf on the sleek willow shoulder, slowly brushed the water marks on the black hair, and gently bandaged the black hair on her head. Then, the two maids used a soft trembling jade groove and a round and boneless slender arm to set up Fan Yan. At this moment, a stone bed rose under the water of the pool, and the stone bed rose to a lower position on the surface of the water and stopped.

Fan Yan's body was lying flat on the stone bed. A maid lightened a soft pillow and placed it under the young master's head. The other hand was raised, and a soft blanket with a warm light book was placed on the young master's body.

The two maids, one of each with one arm, gently drenched themselves in the water, and then soaked in the pool water with a fine silk for a long time, slowly rubbing them back and forth. After kneading it for a while, stretch out your hand and gently rub it on every inch of your skin.

After rubbing for a while, the two maids leaned on the side of the stone bed, gently rubbed their chests with warm silk, and then rubbed them with their hands, turning into a round-edged jade board and scraping it from top to bottom.

Fan Yan closed his eyes, and his two hands were on the thighs, lower abdomen, and backs of the two maids. The two maids scraped lightly for a while, dipped in warm water with a fine trickle, and wiped it gently. Then two geodes are conjured. In front of the arms and chest of the master Fan Yan, slowly rolling.

The crystal ball rolls through. Unexpectedly, a piece of water was left behind, and in an instant, some of the water traces spread out on the skin, and some condensed into a thick layer of mist, which was applied to the skin. This layer of fog is different from the mist of the pond water, it should be dignified, with an unknown floral fragrance. Faintly immersed in the mist.

The two maids glanced at each other, gently lifted the blanket on Fan Yan's lower body, first put water under the blanket and soaked the skin carefully, and waited for the body to adapt to the water temperature again. Roll up the blanket slowly. Delicate and blushing, and bowing her head uneasily. Repeating the previous series of actions, the beautiful face was flushed like fire, and she was very shy, and the fog on the pond, which had been red, seemed to be colored.

Fan Yan savored the softness of a long absence, this softness had been lost for a long time. For a long time, in his memory, the sky was red, the earth was red, and every breath was red. Although it was very warm, it carried a sad coldness, a biting chill, and I felt that I could be wiped out at any time in the soul of yin and yang.

The two maids finished the incense with crystal balls. A maid walked to the foot. Conjure up a thin curved thing, and gently clamp it on the toenail that is not long, and one with a graceful curve appears on the toenail. The curves are very round and smooth, as if they were born to grow like this. There is no need to correct and polish it at all.

The other maid sat lightly on the stone bed. Put Fan Yan's hand lightly on his round and plump thighs. With a kind of curvature to be a little sharper, the nails are gently trimmed, and the nails are trimmed with smooth tips, which do not seem to be sharp, but with bony Zemang. In the afterglow of the setting sun, the soft pink light reflects the dazzling pink.

A Ruolan's breath swept into his mind. "Young master, we have to change our bodies."

"Hmm". Fan Yan replied dreamily again.

The two maids gently used magic to slowly flip Fan Yan's body in half a circle, and slowly fell on the stone bed. This time there was no more blanket. The two maids have an orderly division of labor. Start scrubbing step by step, rubbing vigorously, no longer as gently as washing your chest, but a little more force.

Start by gently rubbing the skin from top to bottom, and then start to massage vigorously. Each push of the finger is placed on the acupuncture points of the meridians. At every point, Fan Yan would feel a burst of electric numbness, a burst of crisp transmission from the point to the whole body, rushing towards the brain, and bursts of dizziness. The spirit shuddered, and the muscles of his whole body trembled several times. An irrepressible groan blurted out. "Hmm...... Ah......h

Another maid, after finishing the lower body step by step. Walked to the feet of the master Fan Yan and gently picked up one foot. With the other hand on the side of the foot, first stroke gently, and then use the smooth fingers to touch the meridians on the soles of the feet. Every time, a piece of electric hemp is produced from the soles of the feet, and when it goes up along the meridians, it enters the second pulse of Ren Du, shoots into his mind, and a spark of numbness explodes in his mind with a snap. The curled hair almost burst.

Suddenly, an old voice came out of Fan Yan's mind, a deep secret place. "Phew, shit, stupid pig, it's going to fucking enjoy it, it's going to make my scalp tingle". After scolding, there was no sound again.

Fan Yan opened his eyes violently. His brow furrowed. "What voices echo in your own head and ears".

Fan Yan listened carefully again. Nothing. Could it be that I enjoyed it too much just now, and I was scolding myself. The consternation on Fan Yan's face disappeared, and he slowly closed his eyes and sank into pleasure again. (To be continued......)