Chapter 37 Bath

The bamboo garden is lush, and the green bamboo is green. The bath bucket in the hut is foggy and hazy. The white water mist rises and the fragrance is diffuse.

Qingzhu sat in the warm water, covered with pink rose petals, with expressionless eyes, looked back at the door and gently raised the corners of his mouth.

Hearing the man's calm pace, the woman's delicate cheeks were covered with anger, but she smiled when she turned her head, "Is the prince coming?"

Qin Zheng has not figured out the context of tonight's incident. He rested in Dingxiangyuan, and Yinger suddenly sent a message saying that Miss wanted to see him tonight. This is the first time. Qingzhu has been married to the royal palace for more than half a year and has never taken the initiative to invite him to live. What kind of special day is today, or does the sun rise from the west?

The woman suddenly turned sideways slightly, put away her fake smile, and her red lips floated out a sentence, "It's just right. Help me wipe my back."

The man was completely stunned. What's wrong with her?

"Your Majesty, our husband and wife have been married for a long time. My concubine hasn't really known you. I heard that you have lived in Nanqi before, and there is also a sister. Can you tell me about her?" Although it is leisurely, the meaning of the cliché is serious.

Qin Zheng's face pulled down, flattened his mouth with dissatisfaction, and smiled. He knew that this woman would not call him for no reason. She must have wanted to ask him something, but she asked what was the intention of these Chen Zhima's rotten millezi. Could that let her know about it?

Put down the cotton cloth in your hand, dragged the woman's chin with her wrong fingers, looked at it in a state of thinking for a while, and finally frowned and asked puzzled, "Zhuer, do you really want to know me?"

Before getting a reply, the man undressed in front of Qingzhu, and his broad shoulders and strong chest appeared in front of her the next moment.

Originally, I wanted to use the warm atmosphere to make men relax their vigilance and tell the secrets that are never humane in their hearts, but this essence. Insects on the brain, breeding pigs with guns, can always think of that kind of thing!

While talking, the man has stepped into the bucket. The wooden barrel was not big, only for one person, because his entry overflowed a lot of water from the edge, and the scarlet rose petals scattered on the ground. The two people's skin was close to each other, and the cabin suddenly warmed up, and the atmosphere was charming.

The beautiful face showed a kind of discordant viciousness. The woman said contemptuously, "Your Majesty, can I only understand you in this way?"

It was not an angry inquiry. Qin Zheng comfortably handed her a fatal look and sat aside with a spoiled smile to slowly watch the delicate and graceful villain in the water.

Qin Zheng's carelessness made her even more annoyed. He glanced at him and shook his head and said, "However, my concubine doesn't want to know you so much!" Stand up straight.

"Ah!" The woman was shocked.

"Miss, what's the matter?" Ying'er heard the cry in the room. She didn't know whether it was intentional or not. As she spoke, she pushed the door and entered. Her frightened little face was covered with ashes in a blink of an eye.

The figures of one big and one small two red fruits stand straight, and the water splashes on the ground. You can imagine how fierce the battle situation is.

Qin Zheng scolded Yinger angrily, "Get down! I didn't see that your lady and I are..."

"Yes!" Yinger drooped her head, and her body seemed to collapse. The loss in her eyes could not be concealed. She bowed and said, "I know I was wrong." Finally, he retreated reluctantly.

Yinger is not a confused person. From the coldness and disdain in Qin Zheng's eyes, it is not difficult to see what role she plays. She thinks that she is just a lonely warm bed person when the young lady is away. Now that Qingzhu comes back, she has nothing, and she doesn't even have a reputation for innocence.

"Let go of me," he was so angry by the man's rudeness and malice. He originally planned to leave it all behind and hurriedly get rid of the man's imprisonment. "Isn't the prince never good at anything other than Yunyu's moves?"

Looking at the disappeared back behind the door with great interest, the man smiled a cruel smile on his lips and muttered to himself, "I won't give up this time!" Qin Zheng had already found out her thoughts about some of Yinger's recent actions. When they bathed together, he heard the footsteps of a woman at the door. Obviously, someone was eavesdropping.

The heat in his arms suddenly disappeared. Qin Zheng came to his senses, nodded with a smile and said, "No matter how good the move is, it takes the cooperation of the concubine to complement each other." If you hadn't deliberately raised your subtext, you wouldn't have misunderstood Yinger.

Qingzhu suddenly felt a cold sweat on his forehead and fell down. For a long time, there was a cold feeling on his body. Only then did he realize that he was not wearing a ray and was bare, so he hurriedly wrapped his body with a bath towel.

Qin Zheng reluctantly came out of the bucket, pulled the corner of Qingzhu wrapped in a bath towel and pulled him.

"What are you doing?" Shocked by his sudden behavior, what is he going to do? Is it to take off her clothes... A woman's fantasy, "Well, it's not convenient for me today. My aunt is coming!"

"Aunt? You're having a month again. Do you still have a stomachache? Qin Zheng remembered that the night at Mrs. Xue's house a few months ago, when she came to the red matter, she was in a cold sweat and couldn't help but be concerned, but on second thought, how she could she bathe in sunflower? She must be unwilling to get close to him. She casually said that this woman has no brain and should not lie.

"My concubine misunderstood," the pulling force in her hand suddenly increased. "I just want to wipe the beads on my body."

Qingzhu suddenly sweated and couldn't wait to bite off his tongue when he said something full of loopholes. However, he actually knew what "aunt" meant. Thinking that he had said this word before, he was more sure that Qin Zheng was the text. So he explained to Qin Zheng with a rare good temper, "There is only one cloth towel in the house. If the prince wants to dry the water, I'll ask Yinger to send you another one."

"Doesn't the beloved concubine think it's appropriate to be seen thoroughly enough?" Qin Zheng resisted his bad laughter and increased his strength. "What posture should Zhuer use this time? Is the old tree ringing or the old monk ringing the bell?

Look, Qin Zhengguo is really a genius of this method, Chun. Palace. **. If you just read Qiao once, you can recite it backwards, and even the fancy inside can be forgotten.

The black line on his forehead was horizontal, and Qingzhu said regrettedly, "Qin Zheng, you are really a king. I think you are the most suitable to be a little cowboy in the kiln!"

Unexpectedly, the man was not angry, as if he heard the praise and was complacent. "Zhuer, you seem to be looking forward to it. It has been more than half a year since you have been in the palace. Let you taste the palace tonight!"

The big hand suddenly exerted its strength, and the snow-white cloth towel was divided into two, leisurely holding half a bath towel to wipe his body, even if he was not an inch, he could be so calm.

His body stands like a statue of David, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and strong long legs. This man has no shortcomings from head to toe, and he hasn't seen enough for so long.

Qin Zheng found that her pair of wonderful eyes were staring at him and did not dodge. He turned around in front of her, as free as a Parisian man. "Zhuer, have you seen enough, and you are still reluctant to raise your eyes. Let's go to the bed and I will let you touch enough."

Qingzhu almost made him angry, but when he turned around, his keen pupils still found a very conspicuous thing - a scar on his buttocks. On the wedding night, when he and Li Er were turned red, they paid attention to his body. Their whole body was as white and fine as a woman, without any flaws, and the scar had obviously just been removed from the scab, and it was very red and eye-catching.

Somewhere in my memory, there was an air raid on the brain. In the cave next to the royal palace, on the big blue stone, but when he woke up, a vicious dog ran straight to his right buttocks and bit his desire. Re thinking about the man's buttocks again, he covered his wounds and ran away.

As expected, Qin Zheng was the man who took his ** in the cave, but pretended that nothing had happened and lived a quiet life with her. Since Mu Chengzhou has become a boat, why should he pretend that it has never happened? What on earth is he thinking?