Jinwei joins hands in rebirth: villains can also eat at the table

Yan Wan smiled when she heard this. Feeling the water temperature was about right, she leaned against the wall of the tub, closed her eyes, and said softly, "You go out and wait. I'm a little tired. I'll call you later."

"Yes." Chunchan retreated after hearing that.

Yan Wan was really tired. She had done a lot of tricks in this game. Now that the dust had settled, she could finally relax.

She closed her eyes and rested for a while, then felt some discomfort in her shoulders and neck. She did not open her eyes, but called Chunchan in again.

"Chunchan, please help me massage my neck, it's a little sore."

Hearing the soft footsteps coming in, Yan Wan did not open her eyes, but continued to lean against the bucket with her eyes closed to rest.

The person behind her did not rush forward to serve her, but put his hand into the small bucket of hot water, waited until his slightly cold hands became warm, wiped them carefully, and then slowly stroked her shoulders and neck.

As he approached, a dim shadow was reflected on the water. He had his back to the candlelight, and the shadow he cast engulfed Yanwan's petite body.

A pair of large, white, rough hands with distinct knuckles reached out to her shoulders and neck, kneading her smooth skin inch by inch.

There were some thin calluses on this hand, and even if the movements were gentle, it was hard to tell that this was not a pair of hands belonging to a palace maid.

This wasn't Chunchan's hand. As the housekeeper of Yongshou Palace, she hadn't done rough work in years. She was usually responsible for delicate tasks like ironing clothes. If her hands were calloused, it would be easy to scratch expensive fabrics.

She served Yan Wan every day. Yan Wan was very familiar with her hands. They were warm, white, soft and delicate, and it was impossible for them to have calluses.

He smelled the familiar cold fragrance from the person behind him, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, letting the person behind him do what he wanted.

The person in the bucket was fine, but the person behind him was breathing heavier for some reason.

Seeing that she had almost finished kneading, Yan Wan stretched out her right hand to cover the hand on her left shoulder. Her palm was wet, and the palm and back of her hand pressed together, wet and sticky, and the heat was unbearable.

"You came."

Who else but our eunuch Jinzhong can be so presumptuous in Yongshou Palace?

Jinzhong's ears were red. He took the hand that was resting on his own and gently lowered his head to kiss her lips lightly. Then he sat on a small stool beside her, supported his head with one hand on the edge of the bathtub, and looked at her blankly.

"I have done a good job recently, taking good care of Jin Shi from Qixiang Palace. Master, please reward me well, otherwise I will not obey."

There was a smile in his eyes, and his eyes were full of the look of his master. He stared at her straight and was unwilling to move away.

"Look at your petty behavior. You've always been a bad boy. I don't think you're torturing Jin out of revenge. You're trying so hard to beg for a reward from me, right?"

Yan Wan naturally knew that Jin Zhong had taken revenge on Jin Yuyan just for her, and she said that just to tease him. While speaking, she did not forget to stretch out her slender fingers to lightly touch his left cheek.

Her fingertips were filled with water, and as she moved, she left a wet mark on his face.

Only then did I realize that Jinzhong's face had already turned red, and it merged with his red ears, like a sunset cloud, which was very pleasing.

"I have already said that I will recover everything for you, Master. You are saying this because you are afraid of denial."

This action made Jinzhong smile sweetly, revealing two cute fangs. He stared at Yanwan with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

A raging fire of desire burned in my heart, as if it could swallow up the little person in front of me in an instant.

Yan Wan raised her hand and pulled off the half of the silk bathing towel that was draped over the tub, which he was holding down, and held it in front of her. Ignoring his somewhat distracted expression, she said seriously, "Okay, since Eunuch Jinzhong has spoken, there's no reason for me to refuse. Tell me what you want, and I'll satisfy you."

"What do you want? Master Ling already knows it, doesn't he? What this servant wants can only be given by Master Ling."

Seeing that Yanwan always pretended to tease him like this, Jinzhong did not get annoyed. Instead, he stood up and sat by the bathtub, slowly reaching his hand down.

He groped along her skin to her waist, then pulled her in front of him with force.

A lot of water splashed during the action, and even Jinzhong's eunuch uniform with python pattern and auspicious clouds was stained with a lot of water.

Yan Wan was caught off guard and was half-sitting on the edge of the tub, half-leaning on his muscular chest. The sudden change made her unable to help but clutch the silk scarf covering her body. Unfortunately, the silk scarf was white, and after being soaked by water, it could not hide the lush spring scenery at all.

Her breathing was disordered and she couldn't say anything. She could only lower her head shyly and try to do something.

He just stared at her, slowly placing his finger under her chin and making her meet his gaze.

"Master... don't you know? What I have always wanted... is you..."

Since your master is always like this, I have no choice but to take the initiative to ask for it.

At this moment, his eyes moved and he gradually lost his mind. He no longer restrained his hesitation and pulled open the hat string and slowly pressed it against her forehead.

Their foreheads touched, their noses touched, and their lips seemed to be pulled together by something.

It was a delicate and gentle kiss, like the gurgling of water, and like the mist, humid and slowly rising water vapor floating in this small corner.

Yanwan's face gradually became flushed, and the charming blush on her face was comparable to the one on Jinzhong's face just now. After their lips parted, both of them had disordered breathing and blurred eyes.

At this moment, the unique smell of each other can be felt between the lips and teeth.

Half his clothes were soaked, and the water in the tub was gradually cooling. Noticing that the water droplets on her body hadn't been wiped clean, Jinzhong looked around, worried that she might catch a cold and feel uncomfortable wrapped in a wet cloth.

His eyes swept over the clean silk cloth beside him, and he pulled it off, took out the wet silk towel from her arms, wrapped her up roughly, and then picked her up horizontally, and walked impatiently to the big bed covered with soft bedding on the other side of the bedroom.

A corner of the silk cloth swayed in the air along with his movements, drawing a graceful arc.

Yan Wan looked up at his delicate jaw in a daze. For a moment, the only sound in her ears was her own chaotic heartbeat.

"I want to show you how powerful I am, Master. I want to see if you dare to bully me again..."

As he spoke, he had already reached the bed. He carefully placed the girl on the bed and said these words in her ear.

The hot breath burned her fair skin, and even her neck turned red.

Without waiting for Yan Wan to reach out to untie it, he pulled off the troublesome belt and stepped forward, while also reaching out to untie the curtains on both sides of the bed.

The floor of the bedroom, from the side room to the bedside, was covered with dripping water stains, leading to... the spring scenery in the garden that could not be hidden even when the curtains were drawn.