Behind the huge screen, the hot water was shrouded in mist, dense in the air, and Yunxi sprinkled some rose petals in response to the scene.

    Chu Zhou leaned against the side, lowered his eyes and untied his belt. His tall fingers put on the snow cloud belt. He untied it several times and didn''t open it. He pulled it casually. His eyes were a little empty. He was steaming with fog and brought some water color. He complained to dye white: "the belt can''t be untied."

    Weichubaba.

    Forced to raise a little drunkard, ran Bai narrowed his eyes, looked at Chu Zhou for two eyes, and then walked over to help him untie his belt.

    Chu Zhou stopped motionless, his long eyelashes hung down, and looked at the girl holding her waist.

    Ranbai''s waist line is thin and beautiful. He can also feel the attractive waist and abdomen hardness under the thin cloth. He pinched it at his waist, then pulled off his coat and threw it on the nearby wooden rack.

    "You just..." Chu Zhouzhi was a little confused and hesitated to ask, "seems to pinch me?"

    "No, you think too much. I have nothing to pinch you for." dyeing white face doesn''t change color.

    "Oh." Chu Zhou thought for a moment and answered. Without asking anything else, he opened his hands lazily, like an uncle waiting for a flower picker to come to the door. He was tall and white, with snow-white clothes lined with delicate skin. His long hair was scattered behind him. I didn''t know when the ribbon was torn away by him. His long hair was as soft as a waterfall, his eyes were bright and fragrant: "and Chinese clothes."

    Dye white for a time without action.

    "Hurry up." Chu Zhouzhi urged her and muttered, "I have to take a bath."

    "You are drunk, not without hands." ran Bai can''t bear it.

    "But I want you to help me." Chu Zhouzhi said, pursed his lips silently, looked straight at dye white, his cheeks quietly puffed up, a little angry and a little wronged, and his tone was straightforward.

    "OK." ran Bai takes a step forward carelessly, approaches the only distance left between them, and then suddenly throws them into the water in the next second!

    She said, "I''ll help you."

    Chu Zhou was pushed out of his guard and sank into the water. Several bubbles appeared on the water, and his hair floated disorderly in the water.

    A few seconds later, a white hand touched the edge of the bath bucket. Chu Zhouzhi slowly emerged from the bottom of the water, with long hair behind him. The snow-white tunic was wet and attached to the beautiful and smooth body lines, with exquisite appearance and hazy peach eyes.

    The water drops rolled down from his eyelashes and were gently licked off by him when they slipped to his lips. His thin lips were sweet. The rose petals floating on the water surrounded him, very much like the legendary bewitching spirit at the bottom of the sea.

    "You''re too much!" he coughed several times, frowned at dye white, lazy and angry, his eyes were frivolous, with a trace of confusion and drunkenness, his voice was low and beautiful, and complained on the tip of his heart: "I choked."

    "Are you sober?" ran Bai stood condescending outside the bath bucket, white clothes cold.

    Chu Zhouzhi looked at her and shook his head for a long time.

    Ranbai doesn''t want to talk to Chu Zhouzhi.

    It was hard to wear wet clothes. Chu Zhou stopped breathing and raised his hand to release the buckle of Chinese clothes. He moved slowly and revealed the clavicle lines. When he released the second one, he looked at ran Bai with a smile, and the tail sound cocked up with a little temptation: "you are responsible, Xiao jiuer..."

    He said, close to dyed white, the water rippled, half his body was hidden in the water, gently leaned against the bath bucket, his chin against the back of his hand, as if he had transformed his legs from the bottom of the sea to seduce human sea demons.

    Cold fingers against Chu Zhouzhi''s forehead. The temperature made him squint slightly. Then he was stunned. The people in front of him pushed him away a little bit, indifferent and calm: "wake up."

    Chu Zhou sipped his thin lips. His eyes were a little confused and a little puzzled. He didn''t speak. He lay on the bath bucket and watched dye white leave. For a long time, he reached out and fiddled with the warm water. The crystal water droplets slipped from his fingers. The bony joints were clear and attractive, and a rose petal floated quietly in the heart of his hand.

    In the middle of the night, the moon hid behind the clouds and showed a faint light.

    A long shadow fell.

    "Does the palace master still have the habit of climbing the bed?" ran Bai picked her eyebrows and her eyes were dark.

    If it hadn''t been for Chu Zhouzhi, she would have said hello to each other.

    The slender figure sat cross legged on the bed against the dim moonlight, with a handsome and deep outline. He was only wearing white and soft Chinese clothes. The cloth was clean and refreshing, and his eyes looked at dyed white. He was quiet and faint in the night.

    Just looked at her, her eyelashes drooped, and the shadow half covered the dark eyes. For a long time, her fingers hooked the girl''s amputated fingers, moving gently and softly, and suddenly asked in the darkness:

    "Do you think I like you?"

    The question is also understated. In a trance, it seems that there is a little distressed seriousness.

    The dyed white little finger was hooked and couldn''t be pulled out. It slipped into the finger seam gently and greasy, and the skin was close to each other. She asked, "you hate me very much?"

    Chu Zhouzhi shook his head without any thought, leaned over with a smile, and his voice was low and slightly hoarse: "young master, how can you hate Xiao jiuer?"

    "So whether you like it or not is very important?" in the dark, cold eyes, light as moon water, with a trace of Randomness: "what are you tangled with?"

    Chu Zhou sat lazily cross legged. His long hair was like a waterfall, as if the moonlight was pouring down. He narrowed his long and narrow eyes, which precipitated a beautiful ink color, and didn''t speak.

    "Chu Zhouzhi." she climbed into bed in the middle of the night. Fortunately, ran Bai didn''t sleep. She stood up with patience. Her eyebrows and eyes were clear and light. Suddenly she approached him. Almost the tip of her nose reached the bridge of Chu Zhouzhi''s nose. Her breathing was light and intertwined. The light fragrance lingered in the air. She wanted to hook people more than ever: "what''s more important than like is that I''m in front of you."

    "You don''t understand. I''ll teach you."

    A low laugh overflowed from his throat, with a sexy blush and heartbeat. Chu Zhouzhi suddenly laughed. The arc at the end of his eyes was like the moon. He looked at the girl close at hand, and his fingers gently clasped her five fingers, "how do you want to teach me?"

    "So." in a quiet, dyed white kissed the thin red lips, and the temperature was soft and attractive.

    A moment of temperature rise can also make people greedy.

    Chu Zhou stood still. The subtle touch made him squint and look at the person opposite.

    Ranbai also looked at him.

    "You teach me." Chu Zhouzhi slowly licked the lower lip corner, and his eyes were deep. "I learn."

    "Won''t you forget when you wake up?" ran Bai looked at him, neither salty nor light.

    Chu Zhouzhi called her with a smile, and the lingering love of biting words from his thin lips: "99."

    He bent his eyebrows and eyes, bewitched people, gently held the girl''s face with his hands, and cherished his actions gently. He approached inch by inch, his eyelashes dropped, his eyes were affectionate, his thin lips were printed on his dyed white lips, and he kissed: "... I''m not drunk."

    Light floating also means that the unknown voice falls.