"The imperial court has recruited all sea ships to escort Hua Shi Gang. There are no sea ships in the port today. We will not be able to go to sea until tomorrow!"
One of them said something nonchalant when he came up, and then walked to another table and sat down, leaving Fang Baihua alone with his eyes wide open, looking at Murong Fu with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
Murong Fu smiled faintly, picked up the tea cup on the table, took a sip, and asked the waiter to serve the food.
He deliberately let these two people go to send messages to the Ming Cult. At the same time, he also knew what these two people were thinking. They just thought that they were a threat and wanted to lure them to the altar of the Ming Cult and summon all the masters to kill him. ?.?????.ℂ??
It's a pity that the idea is good, but it should never be done. It was he, Murong Fu, who went to the island and not anyone else.
The Mingjiao wanted to get rid of him quickly, so why didn't Murong Fu want to get rid of the threat of the Mingjiao?
After several people had a meal, they stayed in the inn to rest and set off early tomorrow morning.
Murong Fu originally wanted to be gentle with Dao Baifeng, but for some reason, Dao Baifeng saw Fang Baihua's miserable appearance and offered to help her bathe and freshen up. However, Murong Fu had no choice but to stay alone in the empty room.
It turned out that just when Fang Baihua had a slight affection for Dao Baifeng, Dao Baifeng also felt a long-lost sense of warmth in Fang Baihua. Ever since she was tricked by Duan Yu, she had never seen her son again in these years. Seeing her at this moment When he looked at the lively Fang Baihua, he couldn't help but think of Duan Yu back then. Feeling sad for a moment, he transferred his love for his son to Fang Baihua.
Looking at Dao Baifeng who was gently combing her hair, Fang Baihua's long-lost maternal love was awakened again, and she couldn't help but shed tears.
After Dao Baifeng heard about Fang Baihua's life experience, she felt inexplicably distressed and wiped her tears.
The more Fang Baihua looked at Dao Baifeng, the more she felt that she was very kind-hearted, especially when she saw her mature and plump figure, she couldn't help but weigh the few ounces of flesh on her chest, and said with great distress and confusion, "Sister Bai, You obviously look a few years older than me, why are you in such good shape? Just... just like those women who have been married and had children for a long time."
She was not a deep-thinking woman and asked any questions immediately.
Dao Baifeng's face turned red, thinking that although her appearance looked young, her figure was really hard to fake. Unexpectedly, even this little girl who had not yet left the court noticed the clues.
Thinking that there was nothing to hide about her identity, and that she did have a good impression of Fang Baihua, she hesitated for a moment and slowly took off the mask on her face.
Under the steaming water mist, a beautiful face like Guanyin appeared in front of Fang Baihua's eyes. Although she was middle-aged, whether it was the skin that could be broken by a blow or the eyebrows and eyes without any wrinkles, they were all... Just like a young girl, her beauty remains unchanged.
And this face is even more beautiful than that mask, with bright eyes, white teeth, and graceful grace. If it were dressed in white, it would be like the Guanyin in the portrait came to life, making people feel heartfelt. Give birth to a sense of closeness.
"Sister Bai, it turns out...it turns out you are so beautiful?"
Fang Baihua looked at her infatuatedly, almost unable to move his eyes away.
Although she has been fond of wielding swords and guns since she was a child, she is still a woman, and she also cherishes her beauty. She thought that her appearance was not inferior to that of those young ladies who stay in the boudoir all day and never go out. However, After meeting Dao Baifeng today, she finally understood what it means to be naturally beautiful and beautiful.
At the same time, she couldn't help but think of Murong Fu, who was flirting with Dao Baifeng every day. She felt that this man was too lucky to have such a beautiful woman by his side. No wonder they wanted him to sit in a car alone. The carriage is gone.
If it were him, he would definitely want to be by the other person's side every day.
Dao Baifeng smiled and said, "It's not that we don't dare to show our true colors to others, it's just that his identity is different, and it's not as convenient as having this mask to act in the Central Plains."
When Fang Baihua heard what she said, she couldn't help but become curious about Murong Fu's identity. "My sister is already so bright and charming, so what is his identity and how can he win my sister's favor?"
Dao Bai Feng smiled lightly and said, "I can't tell you more about his identity. You just need to know that it is not his luck that I can be by his side, but my blessing."
Fang Baihua became even more curious after hearing this, but Dao Baifeng didn't say anything, so she didn't dare to ask again.
After washing up, Fang Baihua suddenly felt much refreshed all over. Even her hair was neatly combed by Dao Baifeng, no longer as messy as before.
"Tomorrow we have to cross the sea for three days. You should have a good rest today!"
After Dao Baifeng warned her, she exited the room.
Fang Baihua originally wanted to stay with her for a while to talk, but unexpectedly, she was a step too late.
Watching the shadow outside the door walking towards the next room, Fang Baihua, who was curious for a moment, immediately came to the bedside, lay in the corner and listened.
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"Why did you come back?"
Murong Fu couldn't wait to hold Dao Baifeng into his arms. Seeing that there were still a few drops of water on her neck, he couldn't help but lean down and kiss her.
Dao Baifeng quickly entered the state, her jade cheeks turned red with embarrassment, and she couldn't help but let out a melodious sigh in her throat.
Although it was Dao Baifeng who was helping Fang Baihua wash her long hair just now, a lot of the steaming water vapor in the room was also on her body. At first glance, this delicate beauty was as alluring as a hibiscus. This made this girl How could Murong Fu, who had been patient for so long, still remain calm in his pregnancy?
Murong Fu gradually kissed her from her gooseneck to her shoulders. Dao Baifeng pulled open his bra. He was so emotional that he reached out and held him tightly in his arms. A blush gradually spread upward from her fair gooseneck. As her face turned red and her ears flushed, she couldn't help but raise her head and sigh in shame, and quips came out of her mouth, as if she wished she could melt into the other person's body.
The loud sounds coming from the next door immediately made Fang Baihua, who was lying on the wall listening to the sound, feel ashamed. She glanced at the dazzling white light outside the house, and she couldn't believe that it was still daytime, and the two of them were so impatient. This... …This is so ridiculous.
She hurriedly pulled the quilt over her head, not to listen to the sounds that made her blush and her heart beat. But after a while, she still couldn't restrain her inner curiosity, and carefully lay down by the wall again, and continued to listen.
At this time, there was only a series of rapid but rhythmic breathing sounds in the compartment, mixed with some sounds that she didn't know what they were. In short, the more she listened, the more she heard them. Unknowingly, even her own body became unbearably hot. , a strange emotion quietly spread in my heart, and my heart was full of longing for a certain feeling.
In the other room, Murong Fu and Dao Baifeng had already been immersed in their fun, completely forgetting that there was someone listening in the next room. The two of them unconsciously ran the double cultivation method, practicing from afternoon to evening, and then practiced again. It didn't stop until midnight.
Just when the two of them fell asleep contentedly, Fang Baihua next door couldn't sleep anymore. Her whole body seemed to be soaked with sweat, her eyes were misty, and the blush on her cheeks was lingering...
