Chapter 3907 The Villains Who Want to Get Rid of Me All Fall in Love with Me (Forty-One)

Behind the huge screen, the hot water shrouded the mist, and the air was dense, and Yunxi also sprinkled some rose petals in accordance with the occasion.

Chu Zhouzhi leaned beside him, lowered his eyes and undid his belt, put his long fingers on the snow-colored cloud-patterned belt, and untied it several times but did not loosen it. The transpiring one also had a bit of water color, and complained to Dye Bai: "The belt can't be untied."

Wronged Baba.

Ranbai, who was forced to raise a little drunk, narrowed his eyes, fixed his eyes on Chu Zhouzhi, and walked over to help him untie his belt neatly.

Chu Zhou stayed motionless, his long eyelashes drooped down, and obediently looked at the girl hugging his waist.

The waistline of Dianbai's hands is thin and beautiful, and you can feel the attractive waist and abdomen hardness under the thin cloth. He pinched his waist, and then tore off his coat and threw it on the wooden frame next to him.

"You just..." Chu Zhouzhi was a little puzzled, and then asked: "It seems like you pinched me?"

"No, you think too much, I have nothing to do with you." The dyed white face did not change its color.

"Oh." Chu Zhouzhi thought for a moment, then answered without asking anything else. He opened his hands lazily, like an uncle who was waiting for a flower thief to come to his door. The long hair was scattered behind him, and the ribbon was torn off by him at some point. The long hair was as smooth as a waterfall, and the eyes were full of life and fragrance: "And the middle clothes."

Dyeing white did not move for a while.

"Hurry up." Chu Zhouzhi urged her, muttering, "I still want to take a bath."

"You're drunk, it's not that you're out of hand." Ranbai couldn't bear it anymore.

"But I want you to help me." After Chu Zhouzhi finished speaking, he pursed his lips and said nothing. He looked straight at Ranbai, his cheeks bulged quietly, a little angry and a little wronged, and his tone was straightforward and straightforward.

"Okay." Ranbai casually took a step forward, approaching the only remaining distance between the two, and in the next second, he suddenly knocked him into the water!

She said, "I'll help you."

Chu Zhouzhi was pushed in unexpectedly, and submerged a little bit into the water. Several bubbles appeared on the water surface, and his hair floated messily in the water.

A few seconds later, a fair-white hand pressed against the edge of the bathtub, Chu Zhouzhi slowly emerged from the bottom of the water, his long hair was draped behind him, and the snow-white shirt was wet against the beautiful and smooth body lines, and his appearance was exquisite and stunning. , peach blossom eyes hazy and flirtatious.

The water droplets rolled down from the eyelashes, and he gently licked them off when they slipped to the lips. The thin lips were sweet, and the rose petals floating on the water surrounded him, like the legendary elf who bewitched people at the bottom of the sea.

"You are too much!" He coughed a few times in a low voice, frowning at the dyed white, lazy and bulging, his frivolous eyes with a hint of confusion and drunkenness, his voice hoarse and pleasant, complaining on the top of his heart: "I Choked."

"Are you sober?" Ranbai stood condescendingly outside the tub, his white clothes cold.

Chu Zhouzhi looked at her and shook his head for a while.

Ranbai didn't want to talk to Chu Zhouzhi.

It was uncomfortable to wear wet clothes, Chu Zhou let out a sigh of relief,

He raised his hand to unbutton his middle jacket, moving slowly, revealing the line of his collarbone. When untying the second piece, he looked at Yanbai with a smile, his tail raised, with a hint of seduction: "You are responsible, Little Nine..."

He said, approaching the dyed white, the water ripples, half of his body is hidden in the water, gently leaning against the tub, his chin resting on the back of his hand, as if he had transformed his legs from the bottom of the sea to seduce a human siren.

The cold fingers pressed against Chu Zhouzhi's forehead, the temperature made him narrow his eyes slightly, and then he was stunned. The person in front of him pushed him away a little bit, indifferent and calm: "Let's talk when you wake up."

Chu Zhouzhi pursed his thin lips, his eyes were a little confused, and he didn't understand. The beads slipped from the fingers, the joints were distinct and attractive, and a rose petal floated quietly on the palm of the hand.

In the middle of the night, the moon was hidden behind the clouds, and there was a faint glimmer of light.

A slender shadow fell.

"So the palace lord still has the habit of climbing the bed?" Ranbai raised his eyebrows, his eyes darkened.

If it wasn't for Chu Zhouzhi, she would have greeted him kindly with a knife.

The slender figure sat cross-legged on the bed, against the dim moonlight, with a handsome and deep outline, wearing only a soft white coat, the fabric was clean and refreshing, his eyes looked at the dyed white, quiet in the night, and a little gloomy. .

Just looking at her like that, her eyelashes drooped, the shadows half covered the dark eyes, and after a while, her fingers hooked the girl's tail, and her movements were soft and soft, and suddenly asked in the darkness:

"Do you think I like you?"

The question was also understated, as if in a trance there was a little bit of distress hidden in the seriousness.

The dyed white little finger was hooked, and she couldn't pull it out. The soft and sticky slipped between her fingers, and her skin was close to each other. She asked nonchalantly, "Do you hate me?"

Chu Zhouzhi shook his head without any thought, and leaned over with a smile, his voice was low and hoarse: "Why does the son hate Xiao Jiu'er?"

"So it's important whether you like it or not?" In the dimness, Leng Che's eyes were as pale as moon water, and there was a hint of rambling: "What are you struggling with."

Chu Zhouzhi sat lazily cross-legged, his long hair was like a waterfall, as if the moonlight was pouring down, he narrowed his long and narrow eyes, the light in his eyes was a beautiful ink color, and he did not speak.

"Chu Zhouzhi." She was crawling on the bed in the middle of the night, but luckily she didn't fall asleep. She stood up patiently, her brows were clear, and she suddenly approached him, almost the tip of her nose touching the bridge of Chu Zhouzhi's nose, her breathing was shallow. Intertwined, the light fragrance lingers in the air, hooking people more than ever: "What's more important than liking is that I am in front of you."

"You don't understand, I'll teach you."

A low laughter overflowed from his throat, with a sexy blush and heartbeat, Chu Zhouzhi suddenly laughed, the curvature of the end of his eyes was like the moon, he looked at the girl who was close at hand, his fingers soft. Clutching her five fingers, "How do you want to teach me?"

"That's it." In the silence, Dianbai kissed the slender red lips, the temperature was soft and attractive.

A momentary increase in temperature can also make people greedy.

Chu Zhouzhi froze, the subtle touch made him narrow his eyes, and looked at the person opposite him with no expression.

Ranbai also looked at him.

"Teach me." Chu Zhouzhi slowly licked the corner of his lower lip, his eyes deep and glistening: "I learn."

"You won't forget it when you wake up, right?" Ranbai looked at him, neither salty nor bland.

Chu Zhouzhi called her with a chuckle, and the words lingering from his thin lips were lingering: "Jiujiu."

His eyebrows were raised, bewitching people, his hands gently held the girl's face, his movements were gentle and cherished, he approached inch by inch, his eyelashes drooped, his eyes were affectionate, his thin lips were printed on the dyed white lips, and he kissed: "… ...I'm not drunk."

A fluttering and unintelligible voice fell.