Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

Wen Xinya soaked for an hour in the medicated bath. During the whole process, her thoughts were diffused, and she always thought about the previous thoughts in her head, feeling that she really seemed to have been whitened and raised to be slaughtered by Si Yizhen!

After soaking, her whole body was lazy and soft, and she couldn't get up, she thought of [Chunhan bathed in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water washes and gels. The waiter raised Jiao's weakness, beginning with Xin Cheng Enze! 】

Suddenly, she was thundered by herself, slipped under her feet, and almost fell to the ground, but Wan Niang's eyes quickly supported her, and she was spared.

Oh, what the **** is she thinking!

Si Yizheng is not Tang Xuanzong, and she is not Yang Guifei.

Be calm and pure!

Wen Xinya, doing psychological construction for myself, grabbing his mind, biting his tongue, and scolding himself for thoughts!

In a panic of her thoughts, she was sent to a room, lying on a carved bed, and the room was scented with fresh and sweet aromas, which made people sleepy.

The door [squeaked] closed, warmly and elegantly crawled on the bed and squinted, enjoying the back massage that was not too heavy, and felt that all the bones of the body were softened by such superb massage techniques.

The beauty master arranged by Si Yizhen was so good that he was a little bit better than the masseur in Huayuxuan.

"Huh! It's so comfortable!" Wen Xinya snoring softly, with tenderness and tenderness, as if tinged with haze and beautiful.

He massaged his hands behind his back.

"Why did you stop?" The Wen Xinya voice was soft and flirtatious, and slightly dissatisfied. She was comfortable and stopped.

Then she continued to press it, only the Wen Xinya feeling of the palm with the burning temperature, almost to burn her skin.

The room was quiet, but in such a quiet atmosphere, there was a vague atmosphere flowing: "What is your number in Huayuxuan?"

The masseuse No. 09 who was massaged by Huayuxuan for her in the past is also very powerful and may not be worse than this person, but she just likes this person's massage method for no reason, so she plans to designate him to massage her own care in the future.

"Woo!" The low Woo laughed, with a repressive joy, rang in the room, but didn't hear anything else.

"Who are you?" The Wen Xinya thoughts seemed to clear away the lucid moments of the obstruction, and finally realized that something was wrong. As soon as she was about to get up, her body was depressed from behind, and a turbid, heavy breath sprayed on her ears, A stream of burning kisses imprinted.

Familiar breathing, burning kisses, and strangely calmed her thrilling heart, she called lazily, "Si Yizhen?"

"Yeah! It's me!" Si Yizhen's voice was hoarse and incomprehensible, and the magnificent sound seemed to be mixed with a dull tone, as if the melody sang, and the extravagant melody played by Guqin.

"Why are you here? Do me a beautician at the spa?" Warm and ya felt that his body was close to her back, and the hot body temperature was passed to her through the thin cloth, making her body tremble. .

"Wan Niang's medicated bath is better than any SPA. You don't need to do SPA anymore. Besides, don't you think that my superb massage technique is better than any beautician? And it's the only one for you. Serving. "Then, he pressed his fingers gently against her soft waist, and the softness of the creamy nephrite made him uneasy.

It's so comfortable. Si Yizhen's massage technology is so superb.

"How about, are you still satisfied with my service?" Si Yizhen's fingers gently lifted the skin care products, walked flexibly on the body, and massaged crazy oil, long ago, he felt that he needed to study hard. After a bit of massage techniques, I really found a world-class masseuse to learn a full body massage, so that I could benefit myself. After waiting so long, I finally found it useful.

Si Yizheng's voice sang in her ear.

"Well, satisfied!" Wen Ya was sore by her superb massage techniques that her body bones were sour, then softened, and even her ten toes curled.

Where is massage? It's clearly a chance to flirt.

"For the sake of my careful service, it's my turn to collect benefits." Si Yizhen's kiss fell behind her, with lingering enthusiasm, but always with restrained restraint.

The meticulous kiss, lingering in her ears, made Wen Xinya a little emotional: "Xia Si Jiu Shao, is this a thief who wants to pick flowers?"

Her voice was charmingly charming, with a charming charm.

"No ... I'm tasting the sweetness of the fruit." Si Yizheng's voice with a smile, this day has been looking forward to for a long time, but think how excited he is in his heart now, but he knows, not yet, timing Not yet, he is only charging interest now,

There was a thirst in his throat.

This thirst inexplicably affected the whole body, causing him to burst into a strong desire.

Wen Ya was stared at such a strong and scorching gaze, as if the soul was burning, could not help but stare at him severely: "Do not look at me like this."

This kind of gaze was too dangerous and too threatening, which made her feel agitated and very uncomfortable.

Si Yichen simply asked, "What do you want me to think of you?"

This girl is shy, so awkward.

Wen Xinya pursed her lips and said, "It's best to close your eyes."

However, the huge shadow overturned towards her in the next second, and she was full of expectations and longing for everything that was about to happen.

He longs for her, and she longs for him.

Si Yiying fell on her lips and devoured the delicate inch by inch.

The Wen Xinya cheeks are as bright as begonias, and the charming eyes are like stalks of delicate flowers, delicate and beautiful, gentle and lingering, lingering around the bones.

"Si Yizhen, I want to hear you love me with E!"

"Ялюблютебя!" Si Yizhen's clear and elegant voice seemed to become gorgeous and extravagant in an instant, as if the world's top red wine was rippling.

"Yi Siji, what does it mean to have a daughter who is fragrant and boney?" The Wen Xinya eyes fixed on him like silk, Jiao lip uttered Jiao Yan, which is enough to soften any man's reason. She still remembers Wan Niang's meaningful expression.

"My daughter is incredibly fragrant and my love soul is exhausted." Si Yi's pale lips were stained with a gorgeous color, which seemed to be beautiful.

This is not the first time I've seen Si Yiming's emotional appearance, but every time it's thrilling, his cheeks are gorgeous and charming, his eyes are radiant and colorful, and his eyes are full of spring love. , The flirtatious bones, like the peaches that burned the spring.

Si Yizhang took all the wind and snow in his life, the wind was flowing into his bones and paid for her. He sent his feelings, and all the styles were given to her. Only she can see in this world, and Si Yizhang was hiding under the bleakness of the desolation. Style.

"Nurtured white, raised Jiao, waiting to be slaughtered, huh?" Wen Xinya even said the words unfavorably, Jiao Jiao lingering after talking, has been as if bones, like magical magical groan.

Si also said that the cliff was the first black male on the calendar.

"Wrong, nourished, nourished, and ready to eat!" Si Yizhang smiled gently, gasping his stomach, breathing heavily, and burning his body with reason.