Wen Xinya soaked in the medicinal bath for an hour. During the whole process, her thoughts were scattered. She kept thinking about the things she had thought of before. She felt as if she had been pampered by Si Yiyan and was waiting to be slaughtered!
After the bath, she felt lazy and weak all over, and she couldn't muster any energy. She thought of [In the cold spring, I was granted a bath in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water washed my skin. The maid helped me up, and I was weak, and it was the beginning of the new grace! ]
Suddenly, she was struck by the lightning herself, her feet slipped, and she almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Wan Niang quickly supported her and she was saved.
Oh my God, what on earth was she thinking!
Si Yiyan is not Emperor Xuanzong of Tang, and she is not Yang Guifei either.
Be calm and be pure!
Wen Xinya kept preparing herself mentally, calming her mind, biting her tongue hard, and secretly scolding herself for having wild thoughts!
Just as her thoughts were in a panic, she was sent to a room and lay on a carved bed. The room was filled with fresh and pleasant fragrance of incense, which made her sleepy.
The door creaked shut, and Wen Xinya climbed onto the bed with her eyes half asleep, enjoying the massage on her back that was neither light nor heavy, neither fast nor slow. She felt that all the bones in her body had softened under such superb massage techniques.
The beauty guru arranged by Si Yiyan was indeed amazing, even better than the masseur at Hua Yuxuan.
"Mm! So comfortable!" Wen Xinya let out a soft moan, with a hint of sweetness, as if dyed with the color of mist and became beautiful.
The hand massaging my back paused.
"Why did you stop?" Wen Xinya's voice was soft and charming, with a hint of dissatisfaction. She was just feeling comfortable, but suddenly she stopped.
Then he continued to press, but Wen Xinya suddenly felt that the palm was burning hot, as if it was almost burning her skin.
The room was quiet, but in such a quiet atmosphere, there was a faint ambiguity: "What is your number in Huayuxuan?"
The masseur No. 9 who gave her massages in the past at Hua Yuxuan was also quite good, not necessarily worse than this person, but she just liked this person's massage technique for no reason, so she planned to appoint him to be her massage therapist in the future.
"Tsk!" A low sneer, with suppressed joy, rang out in the room, but no other words were heard.
"Who are you?" Wen Xinya's thoughts seemed to be cleared up in an instant, and she finally realized something was wrong. Just as she was about to get up, someone pressed down on her from behind. The turbid, heavy breath sprayed on her ears and temples, and a series of hot kisses left their mark on her.
The familiar breath and burning kiss strangely calmed her frightened heart. She called out lazily, "Si Yiyan?"
"Yes! It's me!" Si Yiyan's voice was unusually hoarse, and there seemed to be a mixture of dark tones in the gorgeousness, as if it was a enchanting singing, or a seductive and erotic song played by a guqin.
"Why are you here? Where is the beautician who does my SPA?" Wen Xinya felt his body pressed against her back, and his burning body temperature was transmitted to her through the thin clothes, making her body shiver.
"Wanniang's medicinal bath is better than any SPA. You don't need to do SPA anymore. Besides, don't you think that my massage skills are better than any beautician? And I'm the only one who can serve you." As he said that, he gently pressed his fingers on her soft waist. The softness like solidified fat and jade made his heart palpitate.
It’s so comfortable! Si Yiyan’s massage skills are so superb.
"How about it? Are you satisfied with my service?" Si Yiyan's fingers gently picked up the skin care products and moved them flexibly on the body, using the massage oil. A long time ago, he felt that he needed to learn some massage skills. Later, he really found the world's top masseur and learned full-body massage to benefit himself. After waiting for so long, he finally had the opportunity to use his skills.
Si Yiyan's voice sang in her ears, soft and echoing, so graceful and gorgeous.
"Yeah, satisfied!" Wen Xinya was so impressed by his superb massage skills that all the bones in her body felt sore and then softened, and even her ten toes curled up.
This is not a massage, it's clearly an opportunity to flirt.
"In consideration of my meticulous service, it's now my turn to collect the benefits." Si Yiyan's kiss fell on her back, with charming tenderness, but always with hidden restraint.
The delicate kiss, hot and lingering beside her ears, made Wen Xinya feel a little emotional: "Xia Sijiushao, are you going to be a thief who steals flowers?"
Her voice was charming and seductive.
"No... I'm tasting the sweetness of the fruit." Si Yiyan's voice was filled with laughter. He had been looking forward to this day for a long, long time. One could imagine how excited and happy he was in his heart right now. However, he knew that it was not enough yet. The time had not come yet. He was just collecting interest now.
His throat felt dry.
This thirst inexplicably affected his entire body, causing him to burst into intense desire.
Wen Xinya was stared at by such a strong and burning gaze, as if her soul was burning, and she couldn't help but glared at him fiercely: "Don't look at me like that."
Such a look was too dangerous and threatening. It made her feel flustered and she was not used to it.
Si Yiyan asked bluntly: "Then how do you want me to see you?"
This girl is shy, so she feels awkward.
Wen Xinya pursed her lips and said, "It's better to close your eyes."
But the next second, a huge shadow overturned towards her, and she was filled with only anticipation and desire for what was about to happen.
He longed for her, and she longed for him.
Si Yiyan kissed her lips, swallowing up the tenderness between her lips inch by inch.
The warm and elegant cheeks are as beautiful as the red crabapple, the charming eyes are like delicate flowers blooming, soft and beautiful, graceful and lingering, and lingering.
"Si Yiyan, I want to hear you love me in E language!" Wen Xinya's lips trembled charmingly, like petals containing dew.
"Yalı!" Si Yiyan's clear and elegant voice seemed to become gorgeous and luxurious in an instant, as if it was the world's top-grade red wine, rippling out its ultimate magnificence.
"Si Yiyan, what does 'my daughter's fragrance penetrates my bones' mean?" Wen Xinya's eyes fixed on him like silk, and the sweet words uttered by her delicate lips were enough to soften any man's mind. She still remembered the meaningful expression on Wan Niang's face when she said that.
"My daughter's fragrance penetrates my bones, and our love is so sweet that it consumes my soul." Si Yiyan's pale lips were stained with a gorgeous color, like a beautiful flower.
It was not the first time that I saw Si Yiyan being aroused, but every time it was breathtaking. His cheeks were rosy and charming, his eyes were bright and gorgeous, and his expression was slightly charming and seductive, his complexion was enchanting, and his body was charming, like a peach that was burning with spring love.
Si Yiyan gave her all the romance and love in his life. He gave her all his emotions and charm. She was the only one in the world who could see the gorgeous charm of Si Yiyan hidden under his cold and indifferent appearance.
"She's become fair and delicate, waiting to be slaughtered, huh?" Wen Xinya couldn't even speak clearly. After she finished her coquettish and lingering words, her voice was already as clear as bones and as faint as a ghost.
Si Yiyan can definitely be called the most sinister man in history.
"You're wrong. She's become white and pampered, waiting to be eaten!" Si Yiyan laughed softly and tenderly, and he took a deep breath. His whole body was burning with heat, burning away all his rationality.