Chapter 391： Female honor: willing to be the minister under His Majesty's skirt (41)

Feng Qian blinked.

All right.

The queen closed her eyes and let go of the other's neck with her small hands, and turned to hug the boy's waist.

Rubbing his head, he found a comfortable position.

Keep sleeping.

Feng Qian thought that the debris was to carry her back to her room to sleep.

who knows……

Feng Qian hugged the boy's waist, and stared at the mist-shrouded hot spring in front of him with dark eyes.

"What are you doing here?"

Feng Qian raised her eyes and raised her head slightly to look at the young man in front of her.

Qing Ye said softly, "Naturally it's a hot spring."

Feng Qian: "..."

no……

"How did you find this place?"

Qingye looked down at the bewildered queen in her arms, and hooked her lips in a good mood, explaining: "The wife may have forgotten, the princess of the Xi Kingdom mentioned that when she brought the wife to this palace, there is a house in the backyard. A hot spring."

Feng Qian frowned suspiciously, "Is that so?"

Maybe...she didn't hear it.

Twilight licks her lips.

He wouldn't tell the Queen that the hot springs do exist. However, it was not the first princess who mentioned it, but he accidentally heard the maid mention cleaning the hot spring pool, and then he knew that there was a hot spring here.

It is also easy to find.

so……

"Master wife, do you want to soak in the hot spring together?"

Feng Qian looked at the fragments and said slowly, "You... let me down first."

"Um."

Silent night.

Feng Qian raised her eyes and glanced at the young man, then ran to the hot spring and squatted down slowly.

Bai Nen's little hand reached into the hot spring pool and tried the temperature.

Not too cold, not too hot, very comfortable temperature.

Just as Feng Qian retracted his hand, he was suddenly embraced by the young man from behind.

The next second, plop-

Create a splash.

The girl pressed her back against the boy's chest, but she couldn't help choking on a few sips of hot spring water.

Qing Ye hugged tightly.

Because the clothes were wet with warm water, they were even tighter at the moment.

Outline the curves of the body.

Because it was very close, another temperature rose in the hot spring pool.

"Why did you suddenly..."

It was simply unpredictable.

It was like this every time, so she couldn't react.

Qingye rested his chin on the girl's shoulder and pressed his back against the wall of the hot spring pool.

He said slowly in a low, hoarse voice, "Master wife, I like you so much."

There was more seriousness in his eyes than usual.

The steaming mist obscured his vision.

Feng Qian was stunned.

The man behind, slender white fingertips slowly moved up, along the girl's waistline, and fell to the other side's armpit.

With a little force, she turned the girl around and faced herself.

The beautiful blue silk was wet by the hot spring pool water.

The water mist is like a very light gauze, seemingly invisible, covering this space.

A vast expanse of white, only dark eyes, like the most dazzling gem, with the temperature of the sun, I don't know who's heart scorched.

The extremely beautiful young man opened his thin lips, and his beautiful voice was mixed with a hint of deep affection.

And...the bewildering husky.

"Master wife, can I... serve in the bed?"

A stunned look flashed across Feng Qian's pitch-black eyes, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

The boy in front of him gently covered him, his thin lips pressed against the girl's ear.

Whispered begging: "Don't reject me... okay?"

…

Misty water.

half an hour.

There was a very soft voice from the girl in the air: "Okay."

…

The sky was getting darker.

Qingye slowly returned to the bedroom with the girl huddled in her arms.

He took out a dry towel and wiped off the water stains on the two of them.

Then put the **** the bed.

Fengqian curled himself into a small one and lay still on the bed.

Qing Ye gave a low laugh and tucked the quilt for the girl.

After that, I changed into clean clothes.

Gently push the door out.