"Ah!" Neither Su Qizhen nor Song Yu expected that Zhang Lingyun would suddenly come up with these words, so they both exclaimed at the same time.

Su Qizhen blushed to the root of her neck for a moment, stood up quickly, and said in a panic: "Qizhen has also gone back to rest. Qizhen is clumsy. The general should leave it to the Song family girls to serve." As he said this, he even said hello.

Forgot to fight and ran away without a trace.

Zhang Lingyun watched Su Qizhen's figure disappearing quickly with amusement, then stood up and said with a smile: "Sister Song family, since Qizhen is not willing, then Yun Lang will leave it to you to take care of it. He has the skills

He's mysophobic, you have to help him wash it

Be careful." Then he turned to Yunfeng and confessed: "By the way, I almost forgot something. I have been in trouble these past few days. After washing, Yunlang, don't come over. I will stay at the Song family for a while.

Let’s spend the night at my sister’s place.”

Song Baofen's face was slightly red, he lowered his head and fiddled with the corners of his clothes gently, without speaking.

This lovely look in Yunfeng's eyes suggested a lot of determination. He couldn't help but stir up his inner demons again. He secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but he pretended to be wrong: "Lingyun, I'm afraid this is unfair.

Is she the wife of the Song family?"

Zhang Lingyun rolled her eyes and said angrily: "Yunlang, it's time for you to change your title. Why are you still calling me Song's wife? Don't be so cool, you know? Go quickly, the Song's sister is weak.

Please be gentle later and don't be too rude."

Putting the words aside, Zhang Lingyun turned and left, minding her own business.

Yunfeng was speechless secretly after hearing this, thinking that the married woman really spoke freely, watching Zhang Lingyun's back gradually go away. Yunfeng turned his head and said with a smile: "Well, Madam of the Song family, if you find it inconvenient, I

You can also wash yourself."

Song Yi hesitated for a moment. He raised his head firmly, met Yun Feng's gaze, and gritted his teeth and said: "Sister Lingyun also confessed, General, please don't call me the wife of the Song family anymore, please call me by my first name. General, farewell."

If there is no further delay, the hot water has been prepared. I will go and clean it up for the general first. Please ask the general to come back later." After saying that, he left Yunfeng and walked toward the bathhouse.

As expected, Yunfeng stood in the hall for a short while, and after guessing that it was almost done, he got up and went to the steaming bathhouse. There was a charcoal stove in each of the four corners, with flues leading to the outside of the house.

It made the room as warm as spring. Yunfeng knew in his heart that this was specially prepared for Song Biao. She had never practiced martial arts and was afraid of the cold. It seemed that Lingyun had planned it for a long time.

Looking again, the big wooden barrel contained half of the steaming warm water, and Song Yu was standing aside, his colorful dark clothes had been pulled down. The accessories he wore were also put aside in an orderly manner, and he was only wearing

a month

She is wearing a white, slightly transparent silk waist-cinching undergarment. A close-fitting light pink undergarment can be vaguely seen. Song Biao's figure is not exaggerated, she is slender and graceful. Her shoulders are as sharp as a knife and very skinny, which matches her

Her beautiful face is indeed a sight to behold.

Originally, it was popular for women in this period to wear buns, that is, wigs, but Yunfeng's aesthetics were different from those of the people at that time. He didn't like it. He liked natural beauty! Therefore, none of the women in the family wore this thing.

She combed her hair into various shapes. Song Biao was also affected and shelved all her dozens of gorgeous buns.

At this time, the flying bun that was still combed in the hall just now has been scattered, and the black hair is hanging down to the waist like a waterfall, with the hair gone and no powder applied. This is the first time Yunfeng has seen it.

Compared with ordinary days, Song Bao's bare-faced image is not only as beautiful as usual, but also adds a delicate and refined beauty, like a blooming narcissus. Yunfeng can no longer take his eyes away.

Come.

Song Biao felt a little shy, but more than anything he was happy. He walked forward with gentle steps and said softly: "I'm here to undress the general."

"Okay, okay!" Yunfeng nodded stupidly.

"Phew!" Song Ye covered his mouth and chuckled. Yunfeng's stupid look made her feel funny and fresh. The only trace of nervousness disappeared without a trace. Luoluo generously removed the man's clothes one by one.

The bottom is arranged neatly.

Before Song Yi could speak, Yun Feng lowered his hands and rushed into the bucket in two or three steps. Song Yi followed him forward, his pretty face turned red, and he said softly: "General, please carry your body on your back first.

Okay?"

Yunfeng's heart trembled. He turned around according to his words and cleared a large area behind him. He heard the sound of soft footsteps moving behind him, followed by a sound of undressing in a hasty manner, which made people's heart beat unconsciously.

accelerate!

Not long after, the water rippled behind him, and the water level rose slightly. Then, a slippery and soft body pressed tightly against his back and slowly slid up and down, with two points of hardness in the softness.

A pair of jade arms also hugged his chest

Rubbing it back and forth, the delicate fingers seemed to be carrying electricity. What's even worse is that Song Biao's head was also resting on his shoulder, and the sandalwood mouth was facing the earlobe, and the hot air and the almost inaudible breath were constantly sprayed out.

Moans came in waves!

Yunfeng felt that his chest would explode at any time, and his whole body trembled. He suddenly turned around, took Song Biao into his arms, and rubbed the slight hardness in the softness with his big hand!

"General... no, I'll wash it for you." Song Biao said with difficulty and a soft voice.

"Let's talk later!"

Yunfeng kissed him heavily...

After about half an hour, the sound of water gradually stopped, but only half of the water in the bucket was left. Song Biao's face was flushed, his starry eyes were half closed, and his chest was heaving and panting violently, as if he was losing his mind.

As if he had exhausted all his strength, he leaned softly into Yunfeng's arms.

"Yuan'er" Yunfeng called softly: "Let's go back, okay?"

Song Yu nodded slightly.

Yun Feng hugged Song Yi, stepped out of the barrel, pulled a piece of cloth and carefully wiped off the water stains on the two of them, then took some clothes and wrapped Song Yi tightly, and then quickly left the bathhouse

, walked towards Zhang Lingyun’s dormitory.

This man's careful behavior made Song Ye feel sweet and grateful. She had never known that a man could take care of a woman so tenderly and considerately. This was something she had never dared to think about before, and she couldn't help but feel her body move.

She shrank into Yunfeng's arms and pressed her head tightly against the solid chest that gave her an infinite sense of security!

Zhang Lingyun was half-lying on the couch, using a pillow as a cushion to lean on and watch, when she saw the door of the room was pushed open, and Yunfeng appeared in front of him, naked and holding Song Biao, who was curled up in a ball. She couldn't help but put her down

, asked in confusion: "Huh? Yunlang, what are you and the Song family girls doing here?"

Yunfeng said seriously: "How lonely is it to sleep alone? How nice would it be for the three of us to sleep together and have some thoughtful words to talk to each other?" As he spoke, he flicked his fingers, and with a soft "pop" sound, he turned on the oil lamp.

Destroy.

He understands that women are often emotionally unstable when visiting relatives, and they need a man by their side to protect them.

In the darkness, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Lingyun's mouth. She stretched out her hand to flatten the pillow, and moved her body inside to find an empty space. Yunfeng stepped forward, got under the quilt, and pulled off Song Ye's clothes.

, then turned to Zhang Lingyun and said with a smile: "Lingyun, just take off your clothes. Look, my husband and Hao'er are not wearing anything." As he said this, one hand had already untied Zhang Lingyun's clothes.

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Chapter completed!