As the saying goes, "A little farewell is better than a wedding." When everyone left, Han Feng saw his charming wife who seemed to be more beautiful and charming than before. Naturally, he couldn't help but feel hot in his heart and had other thoughts.
I wanted to carry Zhou Yunmei to the private room and get straight to the point, but the couple expressed their "feelings of separation".
However, Zhou Yunmei refused. She had to bathe and freshen up first and prepare carefully. At the same time, she also asked Han Feng to take a bath first.
Han Feng thought for a while and realized that he was covered in travel dust all the way. At that moment, he calmed down his fiery mood and went to the bathroom to take a bath.
But when you think of the fragrant, white and tender Yunmei after bathing, Han Feng, who has been "abstinent" for more than half a year, can imagine his mood.
After the servants prepared a large basin of hot water, Han Feng closed the bathroom door and stripped himself naked.
He jumped into the hot water and prepared to take a shower as quickly as possible before heading straight to the private room.
However, Han Feng had just jumped into the bathtub and before he started washing, the bathroom door was suddenly opened.
Immediately, the little Loli Bing'er, who was wearing a purple dress, with graceful figure and melodious steps, walked into the bathroom with a snow-white towel in her hand, humming a little tune.
This made Han Feng, who had just gotten into the bathtub and was about to have a big fight, stunned on the spot.
"Bing...Bing'er, why are you here? Didn't you go back...to the Han Mansion with Xiaolei and the others?"
Han Feng subconsciously folded his hands in front of his chest and asked with a puzzled look on his face.
Bing'er blinked her innocent eyes and shook her head.
"No, since the head of the family left, the third young master asked me to serve the mistress, and Bing'er has always been with the mistress."
Bing'er is used to calling Han Feng the head of the family and Han Lei the third young master, and she has not changed her words now. As for the mistress she is talking about, she is naturally Zhou Yunmei.
When Han Feng heard this, he nodded suddenly, but then looked at Bing'er who was approaching him step by step, and asked slightly nervously.
"Bing'er, then...then what are you doing here?"
Bing'er said: "Mother said that the master of the house must be tired and tired after traveling all the way and fighting with bandits outside the city. I asked Bing'er to come and take care of the master's bath and knead his body for you."
"Uh...this..."
Han Feng was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that it was Yunmei who sent Bing'er to take care of him while he was bathing.
It seems that I still haven't fully adapted to the ideas of this world.
Han Feng tried to persuade Binger.
"Bing'er, I... I can just wash it myself. Besides, have you forgotten... what happened last time?"
Han Feng still remembered the scene when the little girl had to wait for him to bathe after he regained his "manly nature", and then she was so frightened that she ran away.
Now Han Feng wanted to "repeat his old tricks" to scare the little girl away.
However, it was beyond Han Feng's expectation.
When Bing'er heard this, her face turned red, but her eyes showed a stubborn look, and she clenched her pink fist tightly.
"Master, last time it was Bing'er who was at fault. How can a good maid be afraid of her own master?
This time, I must take good care of the master's bathing and make you feel comfortable! "
"I……"
Han Feng was speechless for a moment. Seeing Bing'er approaching, Han Feng could only tighten his body helplessly.
Then the little girl came behind Han Feng, and as a basin of hot water poured down Han Feng's back, a pair of cold, soft and smooth hands kneaded his shoulders...
I have to say that after not seeing each other for more than half a year, Bing'er has become more and more proficient in this massage technique.
Not only is the strength moderate, but the technique is proficient, the key is that the variety of techniques is very rich.
From shoulders and neck to back, to chest... almost all-round coverage.
Because Han Feng was huddled in the bathtub, when the little girl massaged Han Feng's chest, the "increasingly plump" softness somewhere stuck closely to Han Feng's back.
Han Feng in the bathtub was already distracted and restless when he was in the hall.
Being "provoked" unconsciously by this little girl at this moment was simply "adding fuel to the fire".
Han Feng felt that his whole body was heating up, and the fire in his dantian seemed to be turning into a "raging fire" at this moment, and his breathing became heavier and heavier.
Realizing what was strange about him, Han Feng could only tighten his body, try his best to control the evil thoughts in his heart, and said silently in his heart.
"Han Feng, you are a gentleman, she is just a little lolita, you have to endure it, you must endure it!"
However, Bing'er obviously didn't know that Han Feng was already in a "battle between heaven and man" at this moment.
Seeing that Han Feng's body was tense, his eyes were closed, and he was mumbling words, she couldn't help but rub Han Feng's shoulders, put her pink face close to Han Feng, and asked with a deep breath.
"Master, what's wrong with you? Is it uncomfortable for Bing'er to press it?"
Feeling the hot air blowing by his ears, Han Feng trembled, clenched his fists, closed his eyes and shook his head while forcing himself to be calm.
"No... quite... quite good!"
After hearing this, Bing'er continued kneading with confidence.
But after kneading for a moment, Bing'er seemed to remember something again, and suddenly raised her head to Han Feng's other ear and asked softly.
"Master, can you teach Bing'er martial arts?"
Han Feng was stunned when he heard this.
"Okay, what martial arts do you want to learn?"
Bing'er blinked and said expectantly.
"It's the martial arts that you, the head of the family, taught your mistress!"
"Huh...?" Han Feng was a little confused.
Bing'er explained: "It's that set of "palm techniques that fall from the sky"."
"puff……!"
When Han Feng heard this, he could not vomit out a mouthful of old blood, and his body was crumbling in the bathtub.
"You...how do you know this palm technique?"
Bing'er said with a proud look on her face: "I was in the Han Mansion outside the city. I passed by the master's wing at night and overheard the master saying that he wanted to teach the mistress a set of "falling from the sky" palm skills.
Patriarch, that must be a very powerful martial art, otherwise you wouldn’t just teach it to your mistress alone, can you teach it to me too? "
When Han Feng heard this, his face turned red and the corners of his mouth twitched wildly!
This girl has learned to "listen to the corner" when it comes to relationships. She even knows the private conversations between herself and Zhou Yunmei.
"Ahem...!"
Han Feng coughed lightly and spoke righteously.
"There is no such thing as palm skills falling from the sky. If you want to practice, I will teach you other martial arts."
Han Feng wanted to pass it off casually, but when Bing'er heard the words, she pouted her little mouth, and her big crystal eyes suddenly turned red and shed tears. Bing'er said with aggrieved face.
"Master, you are so partial. You only pass on such powerful martial arts to your mistress.
Bing'er knows... I'm just a maid, if you don't want to teach it to others, it's just that they won't learn, wu wu..."
The little Loli's big aggrieved eyes were filled with tears. She looked at Han Feng pitifully. While sobbing in aggrieved manner, she did not forget to continue to massage Han Feng's shoulders.
How could Han Feng be able to withstand the "tears offensive" of little Loli? Seeing Bing'er's aggrieved face, tears started to flow down.
He was immediately at a loss and had no choice but to coax for the time being.
"Okay...can't you please let me teach you?"
When Bing'er heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up, and her pear-shaped face was full of desire!
"Really?"
Han Feng nodded, but said seriously.
"Although I promised to teach you, this palm technique is too powerful and can only be practiced after Bing'er reaches adulthood."
When Xiao Nizi heard this, she was overjoyed. She wiped away the tears on her face and smiled happily.
"Great, the head of the family has agreed to teach me, and Bing'er can also learn that powerful palm technique!"
Immediately, Bing'er worked hard to massage Han Feng's body while cheering herself up confidently.
"Bing'er, you have to work hard, you must practice better than your mistress."
In the bathtub, Han Feng couldn't help but put his hand to his forehead and let out a long sigh.
"Hey... what a sin!"
…
About half an hour later, when Han Feng finished bathing, he directly used his body skills and returned to the wing in an instant.
At this moment in the wing room, Zhou Yunmei was already sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting for Han Feng with a slight shyness.
Zhou Yunmei was startled when she saw the door suddenly opened and a figure flashed in front of her.
When he looked up and saw it was Han Feng, he breathed a sigh of relief and said softly.
"Ms. sir, have you finished bathing? Ah... sir, why are your eyes red?"
Zhou Yunmei suddenly discovered that Han Feng's eyes were slightly red at this moment and his breathing was as heavy as an ox.
At this moment, Han Feng looked at Zhou Yunmei, who had also taken a bath, with eyes that were as beautiful as a blooming peony.
But without saying much, he closed the door and blew out the candlelight.
"ah……!"
The next moment, with a cry of surprise, Zhou Yunmei felt that she had been picked up by someone, and Han Feng's heavy breathing could be heard in her ears.
"Huh... Yunmei, my husband is here to check how your cultivation is!"
Immediately, with the sound of rustling and bursts of cooing, the room was quickly surrounded by a strong feeling of spring.
The husband and wife have longed for each other for a long time, and it is the time when "dry meets the rain, dry wood meets the fire".
What's more, Han Feng was "critically hit" by Bing'er repeatedly in the bathroom, blowing the fire in his body into a volcano about to erupt. This night was destined to be difficult to calm down.
Poor solid wood Yuanyangxiu couch, it creaked and rattled most of the night, and I don’t know when I can rest...
