Chapter 340 (1/2)

It seems to be aware of the different eyes of the slaves. The fourth master's eyes are cool and sweep the slaves.

Then he walked to muyuan residence in a big stride.

Mother Liu went to the door anxiously.

They did not see Ruo Yin in the pool, and then whispered: ”Fu Jin?”

”Change your clothes here.” In the small wooden door, came the sound of Ruoyin.

A moment later, Ruoyin changed her clothes and asked Qiao LAN to make a head for her at will and went to muyuan residence of the fourth master.

When she got there, Su Peisheng directly welcomed her into the house without informing the fourth master.

Obviously, it should have been the fourth master.

After entering the house, the fourth master had changed his clean clothes and reclined on the soft couch to read.

He was wearing nothing else but a black silk lining.

The lapel was half open just in time, revealing the strong muscles of flax.

His side face is extremely handsome, as clear as carved water chestnut.

Is quietly leaning on the book, that kind of dedicated look, all exudes mature and domineering man charm, which fascinates women.

If the sound gently walked forward, and had not had time to speak, the man put down the book in his hand, light way: ”you come.”

If the voice lowered his head, ”um,” a sound.

The fourth master turned his head, and the deep ink pupil fell on the woman's wet hair.

”Come here,” he ordered

If yinben is very close to him, he only takes a few steps and stands before him.

The fourth master raised his head and touched his head. ”How come your hair didn't dry?”

If Yin doesn't reply, she just looks at him angrily.

That look as if to say: is not you say don't let wait too long, how instead blame me to come?

The meaning in the eyes of the little woman is in the eyes of the fourth master.

He chuckled and took a quick cotton handkerchief from one side.

”Come up.”

If the sound ”Oh” a sound, raised the foot on the couch.

At the moment when she was on the couch, the fourth master pressed her on his leg.

Ruoyin looks up at her fourth master.

After thinking about it, with the pair of eyes that seem to be able to see through everything, just close your eyes and enjoy it.

The fourth master took the hairpin off the woman's head and spread her hair.

Then slowly wipe her wet hair with a towel.

If the sound is closed eyes, but the heart is very uneasy.

She can't resist such a gentle fourth master.

As the saying goes, you have to endure as much anger as you can endure.

Or... Torment...

while the fourth master wiped the woman's hair, he lowered his head to admire such a comfortable woman.

She was leaning against him.

A head of hair spread like ink.

Even with my eyes closed, my eyebrows are crooked.

His sight swept her long and curly eyelashes, and then her pretty nose and red lips like crabapple.

On the left is the white swan neck.

I can't help but feel a tight abdomen.

I don't know what's going on with my eyes closed.

All she knew was that it was a good time.

Just think of the four belles of the Qing Dynasty, who were drying her hair.

The little feminism in my heart is bound to swell up a little bit.

The corner of the mouth is to arouse a satisfied smile.

The fourth master saw the woman's face full of laughter, like a little wild cat scratched by someone's stomach. He asked in a low voice, ”what are you laughing at?”

If sound is asked to be guilty, only funny nightmare like flower tunnel: ”nothing to laugh at, just feel like this is very good now.”

The fourth master didn't speak, but repeated his actions.