Black Emperor's Burning New Beloved

Ying FeiMo looked at his wife's back with a smile. He knew that Luo Jiu didn't want to quarrel with him, but he just wanted to find a chance to talk to her more. Didn't both husband and wife come like this?

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"Nervous... What are you doing in here? Hurry out and I'll take a bath?"

Luo Jiu finally soaked the water. Before he could enjoy it for a few minutes, he saw some shameless man sneaking in.

Ying Fei smiled across the corner of his mouth, took off his shirt and sat in the bathtub directly in front of her, and said overbearing:

"I'm too tired these days. Help my husband rub his back?"

"You... Think beautiful, I'm still tired?" the bodies of two red fruits rubbed in the bathtub. Luo Jiu's small face turned red in an instant and replied with his teeth.

"Are you really tired? I won't work for you. Come and lie down and see how my husband's massage skills are."

Ying FeiMo smiled wildly. While talking, he hugged the woman directly and began to massage her beautiful body gently.

Luo Jiu immediately seemed to be clicked and bounced up like a fried cat. As soon as he jumped out of the bathtub, he quickly put on a bath towel, then looked back and stared at someone angrily:

"... your skills are not good. I can't stand it. If you want to wash, hurry. I'll go out first."

"Wife, am I so terrible? I'm an old husband and wife. Why are you so shy? Besides, can you escape my Wuzhishan?"

Ying Fei's face was full of a bad smile. Before the woman could escape, she was kidnapped by his big hand,

Luo Jiu was ashamed and angry. His face was almost ripe red. They just stuck together and said in a hurry:

"Well... Let me massage the head office for you. Don't bother me. I'm really tired."

"Well, then you don't do it, wait for me to move?" Ying FeiMo obediently let her go, and lay in the bathtub, waiting for service.

"You... You can't turn over, so how can I press?" Luo Jiu looked at his solid arms and looming abdominal muscles, and an electric current hit his whole body in an instant.

Even the breathing became urgent. I really hate myself. How can I not control this man at all? It must be a demon. That's why it's like this. Hum!

"No, you turn around quickly."

"Woman, if you want to go to work normally tomorrow, you should hurry up to provide some service, otherwise you know the consequences?"

Threat, direct threat, which is more lethal for a woman who works hard.

Luo Jiu directly lost a big white eye. He couldn't be angry. He could only resist his inner desire and began to massage his strong arm gently with his small hand.

Ying FeiMo lay motionless in the bathtub and looked at his wife's actions. A smile overflowed from the corners of his mouth. He will eat her tonight, and the gods can't save her.

"Woman, are you scratching or massaging? Can you be more professional?"

"Hum, if you want to be professional, you can go to the club. I'm like this. Do you like it or not?"

Luo Jiu is now in a state of deep water and fire. Seeing the man's unreasonable demands, he can't help but anger back.

"Forget it, since you can't press it, I'd better press it for you. Who makes me your husband?"

Ying FeiMo quickly got up, put the woman into the bathtub with his hands, and then heard Luo Jiu's hair blowing sound:

"Smelly man... You..."

"What are you? I've been massaging you so much. It's true." a man bowed up and down with a bad smile on his face.

"I don't want you to let go... HMM..."

Women still want to shout, but there is no such opportunity. In an instant, this place has become a battlefield. It is lingering to resist death. The whole room is filled with the smell of spring