The evil king protects the short

Chapter 47
It was not until later that Ni Ling realized how much Zong Zehong said, "I will take care of you for the big things." His promise is worth a thousand dollars, and Ni Ling will have an irreplaceable position in his heart in the future. Foundation.

As for the broken leg and plucked hair, she simply ignored it.

After finishing his lunch, Zong Zehong temporarily put down the pressing memorial, and took Ni Ling together to the hot spring hall.

This hall is built on a geothermal site, and there is a steady stream of hot springs gushing out from Longkou in all seasons. It is a place where no one can come except Zong Zehong.

"Your Majesty, this is the fragrance and soap that Fan Bangguo brought into the palace."

Holding the little magic fox in his arms, Zong Zehong came all the way to the outside of the hot spring hall. The chief eunuch who had been waiting for a long time brought a sandalwood tray and offered treasures.

Zong Zehong glanced sideways, as if he had no interest, but Ni Ling, who has turned into a fox, has a very keen sense of smell, and this overflowing fragrance has the effect of reducing stress and soothing.

The little paws scratched Zong Zehong's chest.

"What's wrong?" Zong Zehong lowered his eyes suspiciously.

that!Ni Ling stretched out her small claws and pointed at the porcelain vase on Mupanshan, then nodded sincerely to Zong Zehong, it was a good thing.

"Do you like it?"

Without waiting for the little Huanhu to answer, Zong Zehong ordered someone to take the wooden tray without saying a word, "Use it if you like it."

Damn!Ni Ling cursed secretly, she had good intentions, but she didn't want to use it!

But... the nimble purple eyes rolled around, and there was nothing wrong with taking advantage.

Entering the hot spring hall, the water mist is lingering, the gauze curtain is floating, and the maid who waits for Zong Zehong to take a bath has already prepared everything.

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live."

"Flat body."

Being hugged by Zong Zehong, Ni Ling looked around curiously. The jade and stone carvings filled the air with a scent of dragon birthday incense. This mortal would really enjoy it. This place is not bad compared to the holy water of Tianchi Lake in the heavenly realm. .

"Your majesty, this servant will help you undress."

Holding the little phantom fox in his arms, Zong Zehong walked up to the jade steps.

"Ling'er, stay by the side obediently."

Zong Zehong put Ni Ling on the ground, and then the maids began to wait for Zong Zehong to undress and undress.

Blood spurting!Blood spurting!

Ni Ling looked up at her small head, watching Zong Zehong's clothes being stripped off one by one, his perfect and well-proportioned figure, his strong physique...

Blushing, heart pounding.

It was the first time she saw such an exciting scene, a man without clothes!
Damn!Ni Ling was quick-witted, came back to her senses, and suddenly covered her sight with her paws with a chirp, "See no evil, see no evil!"
This is the eye of the president!

But another question that followed made Ni Ling depressed. Zong Zehong didn't want her to watch him take a bath, did he?

After serving, the maids withdrew one after another.

Zongze Hongchi|Naked body, with phoenix eyes narrowed and a slight smile, revealing a hint of banter, he saw the cute movements of the little phantom fox, is it shy?
Slowly walking into the bath, submerged in it, Zong Zehong rested his hands on the edge of the jade stone, and hooked his fingers towards the little magic fox who was peeking at him from between its claws.

"come over."

There was a hint of laziness in the extremely magnetic voice, Zong Zehong at the moment was so handsome that it made blood spurt.

come over?Ni Ling was taken aback for a moment, looked to the left, and asked who to come over?
"Don't look, it's just you."

There was no one around but her.

Of course Ni Ling wouldn't jump in front of Zong Zehong immediately, because she expressed doubts.

"Hawk?" With puzzled eyes, Ni Ling stood in a safe range and looked at Zong Zehong. What do you want to do?
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(End of this chapter)