Chapter 48: Bathing in one's own misfortune

Gu Qingyin's whole body was in the water, and the heat poured into her limbs and bones, making her sigh comfortably and let out a small moan.

She wet her hair and let it float in the water. Her slender and green fingers gently pressed her head, from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top, she skillfully shuttled between the hair, and then slipped to her elegant neck and collarbone. Sometimes she sucked a handful of clear water on her palms, and it sprinkled lightly on her white arms and plump and towering chest. The sound of water was gurgling, the mist was swaying, and the graceful figure in the water became more and more attractive.

She leaned her head back, her eyes slightly closed, revealing her beautiful neck. Half of her two white and plump breasts were in the water. The areola exposed on the water was light pink, and the tips of her breasts were raised, like red berries.

The steam steeped, melting her whole body softened. The warmth in her lower abdomen lingered, and the faint flowers in the honey garden below gradually bloomed. The thick petals slowly stretched out, revealing the small and delicate flower core, standing hard and erect. The mysterious hole opened slightly, and the sensitive corridor was thrust and thrust, as if it had been moved by the warmth.

Her fingers slid into the hole involuntarily, and squeezed and lingered in the delicate place. It had already become soft and muddy. A slender finger quickly slid in. The high-heat and tight touch quickly hit her fingertips. She was a little awkward, and she bent her fingertips completely with instinct. Her fingertips were clenched on the flesh wall, which immediately caused a slight tremor in the corridor...

Well... Her slender eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she stretched her neck backwards in pain, and her fingers were still stumbled under her. Her mind couldn't help but see all the joys that had been flying with Han Jinqing in the carriage, how sharp his words were, how strongly he entered her and hit her soul. No matter how she was unwilling to do so, she had to admit that the joy that had risen to the sky at that moment...

The fingers were thrusting faster and faster. Finally, after a hundred years, the vagina began to contract violently, and the strong pleasure reached the fingertips. She curled up her toes and couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

The body shuddered, and the fog in front of Gu Qingyin gradually disappeared, and the water temperature gradually became cold, which made her wake up instantly. What was she doing just now, and she actually did such a shameful thing...

She didn't know what was wrong with her, and she suddenly felt an unprecedented emptiness. Then everything was not as expected by her. She stared at the shaking reflection in the water in a daze, and her heart was full of lingering feelings.

At this time, Ji Zhuoyun was drinking alone in the room on the other side of Linfeng Pavilion.

Whether it was the Imperial Guard Camp or Gu Qingyin's affairs, it caused him a headache.

To put it nicely, the Ministry of Justice was waiting for trial, but anyone knew that he would probably not be able to save these three people. Even Han Jinqing, he didn't think he would be very sure. After all, it was involved in the Ministry of Justice, which involved the Regent, and the Regent was against Han Jinqing...

Ji Zhuoyun's black eyes narrowed, he never felt optimistic about their relationship, although Han Jinqing had never mentioned a word.

Whenever he thought of Gu Qingyin's attitude of avoiding him, the tears she shed under him, she escaped from his mansion overnight but got on Han Jinqing's carriage, and an inexplicable anger arose in his heart, mixed with sorrow and unwillingness.

Ji Zhuoyun lowered his head and sipped with a sip of strong wine. The internal organs felt a burning sensation in an instant, but it made him feel extremely happy. He drank glass after cup until he was a little hazy and drunk.

He raised his head and looked at the moonlight pouring into the window paper. It was faintly soft and white. He suddenly realized that he and Gu Qingyin were very close. Why did he continue to endure not seeing her?

For the self-blame of drugging her?

In order to help her take good care of her health?

Or is it because he doesn’t want to cause more trouble in Han Jinqing’s villa?

He threw the wine glass to the ground, making a sharp metal impact, all of which are bullshit!!

He wanted to see her, and he was crazy. His steps were a little frivolous, but his mind was still awake. He opened the door. The night wind in the corridor was very cool, waving his clothes and blew away a little wine. He saw the candlelight in the opposite room, and the halo outlined a slender figure, with long hair loose and delicate. The figure walked towards a wooden barrel and slowly stepped in. His arms were slender and his neck was graceful. It was an excellent silhouette of a beauty bathing in the bath.

Ji Zhuoyun's eyes were red. The scene in front of him was too beautiful and too tempting. His legs unconsciously moved forward, step by step, and his eyes were never willing to take a moment.

Just as he was intoxicated by his whole body and soul, a light voice broke the silence. The moonlight was just right tonight, why not drink a drink together?

Ji Zhuoyun was stunned for a moment and turned around and looked at him. Under the moonlight, Han Jinqing also opened the door, looking at him with a smile, his eyes were unconscious.