The host, she just wants to lie down and win

Chapter 267 The Mother of the First Daughter (19)

Soon, everything was ready.

After the little milk bag stripped naked first, she stood in the bathtub, and then called Chi Shuang behind the screen.

Chi Shuang just took a look, and Xiao Naibao's face turned red as if she had thrown herself into a big pot to cook.

He rested his chin on the edge of the bathtub, his eyes filled with hot air became clearer and brighter, as if he had filled his eyes with the whole Milky Way, and said in a childish voice, "Mother, Mother Concubine, I'm sorry... "

Chi Shuang rolled up his sleeves on both sides and took the sweat towel beside him.

get started.

"Will it be too heavy?"

"No, it can be heavier."

"how about this?"

"Just a little more lightly!"

"it is good."

"Well, it's very comfortable."

Fu Xingzhou who jumped out of the window:? ? ?
He looked behind the screen and realized something.

Fu Xingzhou didn't go in to disturb, and didn't make a sound, he just sat down by the bed, picked up the book that Chi and the two had just put down, and read it.

Suddenly, the tip of the ear was dyed crimson.

So... is there such a... posture?
It's a pity that here, he can't touch Xiao Yuchi, that's not her body.Although Fu Xingzhou had some regrets, it did not affect his eagerness to learn.

observe.

Apply what you have learned.

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The body of the little milk bag is like Xue Shengyu, and it is as soft as white tofu.Chi Shuang washed him briefly, and after Xiaonai wrapped her up, Chi Shuang's eyes seemed to be glued to his waist, and she couldn't take her eyes off it.

Seeing that Chi Shuang hadn't wrapped herself in a big bath towel for a long time, and at that moment there was another gust of cool wind, the little milk bag couldn't help shaking her body, "Mother Concubine? Mother Concubine...I'm a little cold, is it okay?"

"Ah, it's fine, it's fine."

Chi Shuang came to his senses and took the bath towel on the side to wrap him up.Then he hugged her and walked out of the screen. Just as he was about to put him on the bed, he saw a handsome man sitting by the bed and reading a book seriously.

She froze for a moment, "You came just in time, help him undress." After speaking, she stuffed the little guy into Fu Xingzhou's arms.

Then, she turned around and went back behind the screen.

But he didn't do anything, and stood quietly alone for a long time.

Fu Xingzhou looked at the faint shadow under the candlelight, slightly rolled his eyes, and asked the little milk bag, "What's wrong with your mother and concubine?"

"No." The little milk bag shook his head, "The concubine mother seemed to be in a trance for a while, after the boy got up. Is there something behind the boy?"

Fu Xingzhou suppressed the confusion on his face, and suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.The big palm gently rubbed the head of the little milk bag, and it was rare to praise him, "Good job!"

Little milk bag: what? ? ?
Soon, Chi Shuang came out from behind the screen, his expression normal.

Fu Xingzhou's deep and cold voice diffused through the candlelight and fell into the woman's ears. He heard a seven-point hook and a three-point tease, "Your book is good."

"I also think that if you like it, you can give it to the Spirit King." Chi Shuang replied with a smile, this book is not much more than gold, vase, or plum, and the pictures are so lifelike that it makes people linger and forget to look away.

"You call me like that, I think it's too unfamiliar." Fu Xingzhou got up, took off his outer robe, and got on the couch and got into the quilt.

The little milk bag had already put on her underwear, and she was lying in the middle of the bed at the moment, waving at Chi Shuang, "Mother Concubine, come quickly!"

Fortunately, the bed is big, otherwise how could it accommodate three people.

Although they haven't officially married yet, Chi Shuang has no reason to refuse this person's face, let alone his identity as a villain.

Chi Shuang passed Fu Xingzhou to the inner room, and then got into another quilt.

She was sitting upright, then suddenly turned her head, and casually put her chin on her cheek and chuckled, "Zhouzhou, how is it?"

Fu Xingzhou lowered his eyes, his brows and eyes were filled with twinkling colors, "Very good."

How long has it been since I heard this name.I vaguely remember hundreds of years ago.

　There are two more updates, I'm working hard.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)