Feng Xingying just joked with the queen bee. Of course she knew that the queen bee could not stay and become the queen. The worldly queen was just boring after all. There was no way to compare with following Feng Xingying to achieve great success.
"Feng Xingying, Yunxiang, the hot spring here is very comfortable. Do you want to take a bath? There are also massages."
"I want to try it." Yunxiang blushed and went over to get together with the queen bee.
Feng Xingying was still hesitating when his eyes suddenly blurred.
She was overjoyed that this guy actually found this place.
When she opened her eyes again, Feng Xingying had arrived at the hot spring she was most familiar with.
Her clothes were taken off at some point, but fortunately there was hot spring water to cover her shame.
This is naturally Qin Molin's space.
If Feng Xingying hadn't volunteered, he wouldn't have been able to successfully bring her in.
"Would you like a massage, ma'am?" The familiar voice had a hint of deep depression.
"I want to." Feng Xingying suppressed the excitement in his heart and responded calmly.
"Okay, I'll serve you."
A pair of warm and strong hands put Feng Xingying's shoulders from behind.
Feng Xingying felt a ripple in his heart.
That was Qin Molin's hand. Although she didn't turn to look at him, she could really feel his presence, his temperature, breath, and familiar strength.
His knuckles were distinct, and his gentleness was mixed with a bit of dark strength. His strength made Feng Xingying almost breathe out in comfort.
"It's also a massage, but the one I enjoyed was at the spiritual level." Feng Xingying teased Qin Molin with a smile.
Compared with the few maids commanded by the Queen Bee, Qin Molin's rank is much higher.
Qin Molin seemed to be in a good mood and patiently massaged Feng Xingying.
Feng Xingying turned his head and glanced secretly out of curiosity, then quickly turned around with a red face.
It turns out that he is also completely naked! This bastard!
They are soaking in the hot spring like this, which is really ambiguous.
But they have already worshiped their parents in heaven and earth, and they are considered a legitimate couple. They have done anything more shameful than this, and it seems to be nothing.
Just pretend you didn’t see it, just pretend you didn’t see it.
Feng Xingying kept hypnotizing himself.
Anyway, Qin Molin's massage technique is really comfortable, from the shoulder bones to the back, from the cervical spine all the way down to Xingying Yingying's slender waist, and then down along the groin.
Her back turned into a puddle of mud in his warm and strong hands. She just enjoyed it softly.
"Madam, are you still satisfied?"
"Um."
"Do you want to continue?"
"want."
Feng Xingying squinted his eyes and answered subconsciously.
However, she seemed to have fallen into some strange trap.
When she was rectified on the spot by him in the water, eaten and wiped clean, she went from the initial enjoyment to a deeper level of enjoyment and communication.
His hot blade entered her body, sending her wave after wave of tidal surges, breaking her voice into fragments.
She melted into his world.
"I obviously promised a massage." Feng Xingying leaned weakly on Qin Molin's chest and let him put on a gauze dress for her.
"But you said you wanted it, so I can only satisfy you first. I thought I hadn't seen my wife for three hundred years, so I was overthinking it." Qin Molin twitched the corners of his lips.
He did it on purpose, and Feng Xingying often let down all his defenses in front of Qin Molin, so he foolishly fell into such a low-level trap.
But he enjoyed her confusion at the moment. That was the trust that only belonged to him.
Qin Molin was obviously making fun of Feng Xingying, but Feng Xingying replied seriously: