Quick time travel villain professional

Wu Dalang Shaobing shop is not big, and the sound insulation is not very good. The place where Shen Xiyan bathes is in the cubicle next to Wu Song. Wu Song is lying on the bed and listening to the sound of splashing water coming from the next door. Wrapped in a thin gauze, a hand like a catkin brushes gently across the water, and the water slowly ripples, and the ripples slowly ripple in the bottom of Wu Song's heart. The bottom of his eyes gently brushed away. Wu Song clenched his fist and pressed it to the tip of his nose. It seemed that she could smell the lingering fragrance, as if she was leaning forward.

The sound of splashing water was louder, and there was a sound of splashing like water, Wu Song's mind flickered, and the thought of "Has she already entered the water?"

Wu Song turned his head to the inner side of the bed, his eyes were blurred, Wu Song seemed to be able to see through the wall, and saw the wonderful shadow in the next room at this time, white petals were sprinkled on the water in the wooden barrel, Wu Song even felt that he could see clearly, those petals There are still crystal clear water drops on the skin, and the crystal clear water drops are not as thick as the woman's skin, only the silhouette of the woman can be seen, and the round fragrant shoulders are brushed by the clear water lifted by a pair of white hands. It climbed up to Xiangnen's arm and slowly slid down, the snow-white part exposed in the petals was imprinted in Wu Song's eyes, even though there was only half of it, Wu Song could still imagine the beautiful scenery hidden under the water, Wu Song's nose twitched Hot, something remained down his nostrils, Wu Song came back to his senses, touched his nose, it turned out to be hot nosebleeds.

The sound of water splashing next door was still rising and falling in his ears, Wu Song forced himself not to turn his head, tossing and turning, he felt that he was getting more and more wrong recently.

"Host, Wu Song's favorability value has increased by 10, a total of 80, and I already like you." After Shen Xiyan finished washing, let her body dry naturally, and then put on perfumed dew. The light fragrance is not strong but long-lasting. This is Shen Xi What Yan exchanged from the system is also one of the magic weapons she often uses to deal with men. What man doesn't like women who are beautiful from the inside out?

After smearing fragrance on her whole body, Shen Xiyan changed into a peach pink gauze dress, with a white lining inside and a layer of tulle outside, a belt of the same color was loosely tied around her waist, and her hair was left halfway. After drying, she simply gathered it together with a wooden hairpin, and a strand of hair hung from her ear. The wooden hairpin couldn't bear the weight of the hair, so it hung loosely on the side. Shen Xiyan used the rouge gouache exchanged in the system again, A pink peach was drawn in the middle, and a little bit of eye shadow of the same color was slightly dotted on the corner of the eye. With that already gorgeous face, it was truly charming and captivating like a peach blossom demon.

"Uncle, it's time for dinner." Shen Xiyan held the plate, and the dinner was preserved egg porridge she exchanged. The step-sister was forced into such a situation. When doing tasks to please men, she usually exchanged them for food, which was delicious and simple.

"En." Wu Song stared at the quilt, not daring to raise his head, and uttered an um in a thick nasal voice, as if he was enduring something.

"Uncle, this is the porridge made with preserved egg and lean meat today. Try it, I figured it out today." Shen Xiyan put the plate on the table and said with a smile.

A soft voice rang in Wu Song's ears. Wu Song didn't speak, but his breath was a little heavy. Looking at Shen Xiyan's peach-pink shoes, he couldn't help thinking about how cute her feet were. Just as he was thinking about it, Wu Song's nose came up again. Surrounded by a burst of familiar fragrance, Wu Song raised his eyes and bumped into Shen Xiyan who was bending over.

"Ouch." Shen Xiyan rolled her eyes, supported her forehead, and fell on Wu Song's body.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Wu Song wanted to help Shen Xiyan up, but when he touched the slippery gauze, he let go like an electric shock.

"It's all right." Shen Xiyan raised her head, her eyes filled with tears and she tried not to shed tears. Wu Song's ears felt hot, and there was a surge of heat in his body, as if he had been hit into the bottom of his heart by something.

The two of them faced each other, and it seemed that something broke this night and slowly deteriorated.