Fang Zhicheng pinched Qin Yuming's cheek and said gently, "I haven't taken a shower in many days. How about Sister Ming rub my back for me?"
Qin Yuming's face flushed, then she lowered her head and nodded. The charm from the inside out made Fang Zhicheng want to hug Qin Yuming in his arms immediately and cherish her.
Back in the room of the guesthouse, Fang Zhicheng couldn't help but hug Qin Yuming and leaned over to kiss her passionately. Qin Yuming was pressed against the wall and could only barely support her body with her arms. Feeling Fang Zhicheng's aggressive tongue tip, she couldn't help but make a humming sound.
"Sister, your tongue is so sweet..." After a long time, Fang Zhicheng let go of Qin Yuming and looked her up and down.
Qin Yuming punched Fang Zhicheng twice on the chest with her fist. "Your hand is injured, so use less force. You're just like a wolf cub. You almost ate my tongue."
Fang Zhicheng smiled, scratched his head, and whispered: "A short absence is better than a new marriage. It's been a long time since I last saw you..."
Qin Yuming pushed Fang Zhicheng into the bedroom with a smile, turned to the bathroom, filled a bathtub with warm water, then pulled Fang Zhicheng into the bathroom and helped him take off his clothes.
There was a lot more mist in the bathroom. Fang Zhicheng took off his shorts, got out of the bathtub, looked up at Qin Yuming, and whispered, "Sister, how about coming in and taking a bath together?"
Chapter 0196 The Beautiful Scenery in the Bathroom
Fang Zhicheng put his injured arm aside, and the frosted glass door of the bathroom was pushed open, and Qin Yuming took off her coat and the sweater inside, and walked in wearing a loose nightgown. In the middle of the pink nightgown was a peony pattern, which was extremely seductive, adding a bit of charm to her plain face.
Fang Zhicheng looked at Qin Yuming in the mist. He had to say that from another angle, Qin Yuming's figure was even more attractive. The nightgown could not hide her exquisite and graceful body curves. Half of her crystal clear and slender calves were exposed, and her round ankles and white feet were faintly visible. Her five toes were painted with pink nail polish, making her look delicate and tempting.
Qin Yuming saw Fang Zhicheng's eyes wandering up and down on her body wantonly, feeling shy and happy at the same time, and nodded and said, "Your eyes are so scary."
Fang Zhicheng scratched his head awkwardly and said with a smile: "It's mainly because you are too beautiful, Sister Ming. Any normal man would be enchanted when he sees you."
Qin Yuming stuck out her tongue and muttered, "You're so slick. Turn your back quickly and I'll rub your back for you."
Fang Zhicheng turned around as he was told. Qin Yuming stretched out her hands to tie up all her hair, then found a bath towel and rubbed Fang Zhicheng's back twice. Fang Zhicheng sighed twice, and Qin Yuming scolded him unhappily, "What are you shouting about..."
Fang Zhicheng laughed and said, "When you are happy, you should shout out loud..."
Qin Yuming was extremely embarrassed and annoyed, and warned: "If you shout again, I won't rub your back anymore."
Fang Zhicheng quickly raised his hands in surrender and said with a smile: "Sister, I was wrong. I promise not to speak anymore."
Then he closed his eyes and fully enjoyed Qin Yuming's fingers caressing his body. The light numbing feeling was like an electric current, and from time to time Fang Zhicheng felt his pores dilate and he felt as if he was floating in the air.
Qin Yuming rubbed Fang Zhicheng first, gradually getting rid of her inner shyness, and stretched out her hand to massage Fang Zhicheng's arms. Fang Zhicheng looked up and met Qin Yuming's eyes. Her cheeks were flushed and she looked so beautiful. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand, put his arms around her snow-white neck, and kissed her rosy lips.
Qin Yuming was at a loss as to what to do. She reached out and pushed the bathtub. The water in the bathtub splashed, making her chest wet. "Oh, you are so... too naughty..."
Qin Yuming was both angry and amused, thinking that Fang Zhicheng was just like a child, so frivolous.
Fang Zhicheng turned around, reached out and pulled Qin Yuming, inviting her again: "Sister Ming, let's wash together. You are already wet anyway."
“No! That’s too… wasteful…” Qin Yuming bit her red lips and refused decisively, her voice as thin as a mosquito.
In the final analysis, Qin Yuming was still very conservative. She had been married to Cheng Bin for many years and had never had anything like this happen. It was hard for her to imagine that she and Fang Zhicheng were naked in the bathtub. However, seeing Fang Zhicheng's burning eyes, she was afraid of hurting his feelings, so she hesitated.
Seeing that Qin Yuming was hesitant to speak, Fang Zhicheng reached out and grabbed Qin Yuming. Qin Yuming retracted her hand and found that she couldn't break free, so she could only say, "Forget it. I'm afraid of you, a big pervert."
After saying that, Qin Yuming turned her back and slowly took off her nightgown, revealing her smooth and charming back. Then she put one hand around her chest and covered her lower body with the other. She gracefully raised her toes, tested the water temperature, and carefully sat in the bathtub...
The clear water from the bathtub touched Qin Yuming's jade-like skin, making it even more crystal clear. Fang Zhicheng carefully reached over with his right hand, placed it on her fair shoulder, and said with a smile: "Sister Ming, let me rub your back."
"Hmm..." Qin Yuming's face flushed, and she couldn't speak anymore. She turned her head to the side. Fang Zhicheng clumsily smeared soap on Qin Yuming's body, and then rubbed it carefully with his hands. Soon white foam appeared, making her body hazy and dreamy...
Although Qin Yuming turned her face away, her hands continued to knead Fang Zhicheng's body. Fang Zhicheng leaned close to Qin Yuming's ear and whispered in encouragement: "Sister, go a little further down, yes, right there, use a little more force..."
The fog in the bathroom was growing thicker and thicker. Both of them squinted their eyes, enjoying the wonderful feeling. A feeling they had never experienced before filled Qin Yuming's body. A vortex of energy kept rushing in and out of her body, causing her to make a hissing sound in her mouth.
At this moment, the two people only have each other, and the feeling of being in perfect harmony is nothing more than this.
Qin Yuming sat on Fang Zhicheng's body at some point and rocked her body gently, while Fang Zhicheng hugged Qin Yuming's snake-like waist and splashed water passionately.
The water ripples, sometimes becoming resistance, sometimes becoming drizzles that moisten everything... Water droplets gradually appear on the ground, and along with the surging water in the bathtub, water marks are drawn on the smooth white tiles like jade.
After an unknown amount of time, the two finally stopped their fierce fight.
Qin Yuming flicked Fang Zhicheng's injured left arm with her fingers and sighed softly, "You have injuries on your body, but you don't know how to take it easy."
Fang Zhicheng kissed Qin Yuming on the forehead and said with a smile: "I'm too excited to care about these things."
Qin Yuming stretched out her hand to stir the water, and touched Fang Zhicheng's body a few times, and whispered: "Zhicheng, I am getting worse and worse..."
"Why do you say that?" Fang Zhicheng asked puzzledly.
Qin Yuming leaned close to Fang Zhicheng's ear and whispered, "Every time I do these things with you, I feel very happy..."
Fang Zhicheng's heart moved, and he kneaded Qin Yuming's delicate fingers, sighing: "The relationship between men and women is the most primitive and beautiful thing, how can it be said to be bad?"
Qin Yuming smiled, kissed Fang Zhicheng's neck deeply, then looked at the bright red kiss mark and whispered, "Leave a commemoration for the good memories."
The two of them lay in the bathroom for a long time before reluctantly leaving. They returned to the bed, tossing and turning, and stopped only when they were exhausted.
Fang Zhicheng suddenly remembered the 30 million and said with a smile: "Sister Ming, after a while, I'm afraid someone will help you open an account in Hong Kong, and then there will be 30 million in the account."
"Thirty million? Where did so much money come from?" Qin Yuming was slightly stunned, sat up straight, stared at Fang Zhicheng, and wondered if he had embezzled or accepted bribes.