Feng Jiu glanced at his smug look and curled her lips: "Not that great."
"Oh? Really? Perhaps, if I come a little closer, you can see it more clearly." He narrowed his eyes and leaned forward to move forward.
When Feng Jiu saw his expression change slightly, she quickly raised her hand and shouted, "Stop, stop, stop! No need to come over, no need to come over. You have a great figure, a good weight, and a lot of substance. Is that okay?"
Who are these people? This is not the way to act like a gangster, right? Does he still have any dignity left
Lord Yan did not go over either. In his opinion, she would definitely be his woman, so there was no need to rush at this moment, lest he scare her, which would be counterproductive.
"Come here and rub my back." He lay on the edge, leaving only his back for her.
Seeing this, Feng Jiu's eyes flickered slightly, and after thinking for a while, she said, "You can ask me to come over and help you wipe your back, but you have to stay in this position and not look back."
"Um."
He responded lazily, with a slight curl at the corner of his lips. This little woman didn't know that her identity as a woman had already been discovered by him.
After he responded, Fengjiu walked towards him. When she came behind him, a complicated look flashed across her eyes.
She was just a pharmacist he captured, but he actually handed his back to her without any precautions. I really don't know where his trust came from. You know, if it was someone with bad intentions, if he left his back to others, he might die at the hands of others at any minute.
"Where's the towel? Do you have it with you?" she asked, and he stretched out his hand and handed her a white towel.
After taking the towel, she began to wipe his back intermittently. Even she herself found it a little unbelievable that she was actually soaking in a hot spring naked with a man and wiping his back? This was something she had never dared to imagine before.
"Heavier."
His voice was a little hoarse, for no other reason than that she had rubbed him too lightly, just like tickling him, causing a surge of evil fire in his body to rise.
Fengjiu naturally noticed that his voice was a little low and hoarse. She glanced at him, cursed in her heart, and increased her strength. She originally wanted to use the silver needle hidden in her hair to stab him unconscious before leaving, but when she thought of his inexplicable trust in her, she couldn't bring herself to do it.
After a long while, her hands were sore, but the man was lying there comfortably without moving for a while, so she stopped and said, "Master Yan, you should have enjoyed yourself enough, right? My hands are so sore, and my skin is almost wrinkled from being soaked."
"Well, you can go back first." He said lazily, lying motionless.
Hearing this and seeing him lying there with his eyes half closed, she stepped back slightly and came to where she had put her clothes, took the clothes into the water and put them on.
Lord Yan watched her turn her back to put on her clothes, then emerge from the water, stand up in her wet clothes and prepare to walk out. He couldn't help but frowned: "You're going back in these wet clothes?"
The clothes were soaked and stuck tightly to her body, outlining her slender figure. Although she was half-covered by a piece of gauze in front of her, her looming charm made him feel hot all over.
Moreover, there were so many guards on the way back, both openly and secretly. Wouldn't they be seen naked