Chapter 10 Being voyeured?

It's night when you return to the inn. Bing Ning Fengxue is a choice of knowing the appearance. Shut up and silently follow your master's side, looking at the nose, nose and heart, full of good baby image.

"Ice condensation, prepare hot water, I want to take a bath."

"Yes." Quickly retreat.

Just as I was about to go upstairs, my wrist had been captured by someone. The strength was not small, but it was just enough to make Xi Xinmiao break free. "Xin'er, what I said is true."

"I know." Without turning around, he maintained his original posture and forced to ignore the strangeness at the bottom of his heart, making his tone irrelevant.

The strength at the wrist increased, and it seemed that she was not very satisfied with her reaction. She frowned slightly, "I don't like to be used as a shield by others. I hope there won't be a next time."

The hand regained its freedom and did not stay at all. He supported his straight body and went upstairs.

Looking at the petite but arrogant back, his eyes were dark, but it was just a flash in the pan. Then he regained his depth, raised his lips and smiled, "It's time to die."

The woman's footsteps just stagnated and pushed the door into the room. When he closed the door, his body leaned against the door as if he could not support it. Only then did he find that his hand had already clenched into a fist and was slightly white.

His head was chaotic, recalling the words of the cold water over and over again. The corners of his lips pulled out a smile that he didn't even know why, "Is it time to die?" Shake your head gently, "Are you not going to let me go? Do you know, if you really push me into a hurry, I will really kill you, I will..." Repeating this sentence over and over again, it seems to hide his guilty heart and deceive himself.

Until the ice voice pulled Xi Xinmiao back to reality, "Miss, the hot water is ready."

Clean up her mood and haven't seen the confusion and confusion just now. In front of people, she is also a bold and confident person.

"Come in."

Pouring hot water into the bathtub, her hand gently stirred the water, and the bright red rose petals rippled with the wave marks, and the water temperature was appropriate.

"Go down." Waving to Bingning, Bingning gently retreated quietly and closed the door by the way. For a long time, she has not been in the habit of being served and taking a shower, and she always feels very uncomfortable.

Through a screen embroidered with lilies, gently untie the clothes, and all the men's clothes on her body faded, showing a woman's body in a graceful posture. Like the waterfall's black hair straight to the waist, she gently held it with her bare hands, rolled up three thousand silk hairs at will, fixed it with an emerald jade hairpin, stepped away the slender **, and slowly sank in. In the water.

Leaning against the edge of the bucket, my eyes are slightly closed, and my cheeks are also a little ruddy. The snow-white skin is as delicate and smooth as brocade. Under the soft light, it has a ceramic-like beauty, which looks different and attractive.

A good incense is ignited in the room. The fragrance is curling, secluded and relaxing. Xi Xinmiao closed her eyes motionlessly, and her whole body relaxed and leaned against the edge of the barrel. Her eyebrows stretched, her breathing was shallow, and her nose gently opened and contracted, as if she were asleep. Only when the thick eyelashes trembled gently from time to time could she see that I was still awake.

There is a seemingly faint smile on his lips, still leaning against the bucket. The condensed lotus root unfolds on the edge of the barrel. The chest is slightly irregular, and the cleavage appears from time to time, adding an absolute **. The exquisite collarbone is like a flying butterfly, which is so wonderful and fascinating.

Suddenly, an intuition of being peeped rose from the bottom of my heart, accompanied by a faint murderous atmosphere, waiting for the opportunity to move. But she didn't move at all, and she still seemed to be unaware, enjoying the comfort of the moment with all her heart.

The room is full of water vapor, hazy and dreamy, fragrant, and occasionally there is a few gurgling sound of water, as if it is time that falls.

Due to the cover of water vapor, the beauty in the bath is not real, and there is a beautiful feeling of seeing flowers in the fog. But it is also true that the provocative Yuwang will be stronger and stronger. The hidden breath in the dark suddenly overflowed with a trace of less obvious heaviness. She lowered her head to hide a sneer from the corners of her mouth. Her wet ink hair clung to her snow-white and smooth back, outlining the winding ** curvature, as if it were a speechless seductive. Occasionally, a few petals stick to the back, one is blood-red, the other is snow-white, the dazzling contrast, and the strange harmony together interpret the ghostly attraction, like a poppy-like fatal teasing.

Suddenly, the roof made a soft sound of broken tiles, followed by a "robbery!" Shouting loudly. The killer hidden on the roof broke through the tiles and entered. At the same time, a white jade-like arm broke out of the water, patted the water with the palm of his hand, and then a brisk figure followed it out, quickly copied the bathrobe hanging on the screen, a burst of rotation, a burst of light, accompanied by petals, sprinkled drops of water on the ground. Splashing ripples at the starting point, bursts of amorous feelings.

The killers in black only felt a white shadow swinging in front of them, and there was no time to react at all. Their naked eyes were still staying on the white shadow. When they looked at it again, they saw that the woman who was naked in the bathtub had already put on a bathrobe and covered the exquisite curves. They sat on the edge of the bed, leisurely put her legs and looked at them with a smile on her eyes. But it's a piece of ice.

Years of killer career told them that behind this smile was a bloody death. They suddenly understood why the buyer found a group of extraordinary killers to attack her.

"What, can't wait to do it?" The woman's delicate smile came out, her tone was contemptuous and disdainful, and her face suddenly aered, "Well, I'll give you a ride."

The killer in black couldn't help but get a chill behind his back. He showed his companion's eyes, showed his sword, and launched a fatal attack on the slender woman.

"Hmm, I don't know whether to live or die." As soon as the words fell, his body suddenly changed, and his movements were like a cheetah. At a lightning speed, he dodged in front of an assassin. Yu Cong had tightly clasped his throat and twisted fiercely. With a "ka", it was the sound of broken bones. His body slowly softened, grabbed the sword in his hand, and turned back to be stunned. The killer.

After all, it is well-trained. Seeing this scene, the killer was just a little stunned, and then came to his senses and threw himself into the killing.

Xi Xinmiao is also fully engaged in it, but she is thinking that Bingning has not yet appeared and may also be entangled. In the face of many killers in the room, it is not suitable to fight for a long time. She wants to make a quick decision.

Change her posture, hold her hands up and down at the hilt of the sword, move the end of the sword straight up to the right chest, open her feet slightly, and slightly respect her lower body. Yes, she just wants to use Japanese martial arts to deal with them, but it is not just pure Japanese martial arts. She integrated into the moves of Chinese martial arts and make it more Perfect, can kill people in the most concise moves.

Even the sound of a needle falling in the room can be heard, but this silence is not quiet, the undercurrent surging, and the murderous atmosphere rises one after another. The slightly narrow eyelids were suddenly raised, the hilt of the sword in his hand turned slightly, and a gorgeous killing began. There is no vast venue, no wailing screams, not even the attack of weapons, and there is only an instant feeling of close contact between a cold weapon and flesh and blood.

The cold hard device blends with the hot blood, the heat releases the heat, the cold retreats to the cold, and merges with each other, one is hard and cold, the other is soft and hot; one is white and bright, and the other is bright red. The final intersection is neutralized from completely different temperatures to the same temperature. Well, it's all over...

"Squeak--" opened the door, and Xi Xin Miao stepped out and looked at it proudly. He was still dressed in a snow-white bathrobe, but it was stained with a little blood. Holding the sword in his hand, the mysterious blood red slowly flowed down the blade and condensed on the tip of the sword, but it did not drip immediately. Slowly gathered more and more, the blood drops on the tip of the sword gathered bigger and bigger. Finally, they couldn't hold on and fell quietly. A demonic blood lotus bloomed on the board, like tears, announcing the silent killing just now.

"Heart!" Shui Yihan kicked a killer away, and the killer immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground and died. He couldn't close his eyes. A swirling body flew to her, with his hands tightly around her shoulders, and there was a slight tremor. Seeing the trace of blood, a crack suddenly appeared on his calm face. His eyes were full of panic and confusion, and his eyebrows frowned. Such cold water is something that Xi Xinmiao has never seen before. The bottom of his heart was soft, and he couldn't care about the pain of his shoulders being pinched. He leaned closer to him, put his head on his chest, wrapped his arms around him, gently patted him on the back with one hand, and comforted softly, "It's not my blood, I'm fine."

The calm tone is like a reassurance, slowly smoothing his cluttered heart and slowly stabilized. It was just a pair of arms tightly around her waist, and she refused to let go. It was not like the previous gentleness, but almost suffocated her, as if to melt her into his body. But she is not repulsive.

Shui Yanhan buried her head in her neck and greedily sucked the fragrance after bathing. It seemed that only in this way could she be sure that she was still in his arms.

There is blood all around them, and their surroundings are extremely peaceful. In this small world, only the two of them hug each other, as if only the two of them are left in the world, and everything else has nothing to do with them. This silence, she knows, is because of him. At this moment, she selfishly hoped that time could stand still and let her have a moment of beauty. She knew that she could not have such an idea, but just a moment, just a moment...

"Heart, you can't be fine. Do you know it or not? Absolutely not!" The water is cold and full of strength, and there is a little trill in his words.

"I know, you're going to strangle me, Han." She was muffled in his arms. If she had not been killed by the killer, but had been suffocated by the cold water, she really had no face to be reincarnated.

Hearing her complaint, Shui Yihan then realized that he let go of his arms. He looked at her carefully nervously, looked up and down, and made sure that there was nothing to do before he exhaling heavily.

Then she entangled her eyebrows and looked at her dress at this time: a pure white and wide bathrobe. Because of the fight just now, it was a little loose, revealing the delicate and charming collarbone. A little scattered hair stuck to the smooth and delicate snow neck. The body inside had no time to dry, and the water slipped all the way down the slippery snow neck. Hidden into the looming cleavage. After swallowing saliva once, the throat knot rolled, and then down, a pair of white and clean jade feet, small and exquisite, like a heavenly eagle. The eyebrows are more frowned upon, and it's about to be a knot.

In the blink of an eye, the woman who was still in the clouds and ran to another room, "Feng Xue, I'll leave it to you." Leave a word, and there is no trace.