The husband and wife hall is located in the middle area of the men's and women's division. Zhuo Jin had already booked a private room and waited there. Wen Junyue wrapped it tightly with a bath towel, revealing only a pair of eyes, jogging, and jogging in, quickly sneaking into Zhuo Jin's location.
Hot spring baths are open-air, only the difference is between different areas and pools. Only the sauna is completely closed and you don’t have to worry about being seen.
Wen Jun knocked on the door, and Zhuo Jin, who opened the door behind her, only had a pair of underwear on his body.
Her eyes looked at the ground, and the first thing that caught her eye was his feet and calves.
Men even have broad and strong feet with edges and angular edges. The narrow ankles are connected to their slender and powerful calves. The Achilles tendon is protruding and the wrist socket is deep, and strength and beauty coexist.
Zhuo Jin took a step back and led her into the door to close it to make sure it was locked.
Wen Junyue raised his eyes and saw Zhuo Jin looking at her with a hazy stunning look in his gentle pupils.
He pressed his fingers against her raised short tugs and smiled out of dimples: You are so cute.
It's so hot here.Wen Lulu was embarrassed to see, so he walked to the wall and sat down in a wooden chair.
Zhuo Jin checked the controller again: The lowest temperature is currently adjusted, otherwise, change the place?
Wen Lun Hui shook his head: No, no, I just sighed.It is good for the body to thrive more.
As soon as she came in, she saw Zhuo Jin, who was naked except for her private parts, was a little shy and cramped. She didn't know where to put her hands. She was too restrained on her knees, so she placed it on both sides of her body.
The strong, fair and tall man's body is dotted with three or two transparent sweat drops, and the male hormones that hit him are as dangerous as aphrodisiac.
Zhuo Jin squatted down in front of Wen Lama, looked up at her face, and made fun of her kindness: Baby, your face is so red.
I heard that L’Archive was so embarrassed: Hot!
At this moment, Zhuo Jin looked at her with the familiarity on the podium at that time, which was connected with the memories that evoked the heartbeat at that time.
Zhuo Jin's eyes rolled on Wen Larong's face slightly, and he read back what he hadn't seen during this period: The cake will arrive soon, and I'll give it to you before the temperature rises.
Then he put on his clothes and went out to get the delivery. When he came in, he was holding Haagen-Dazs' Charlotte in his hand, and took it apart and brought it to LaCrosse Wen.
The surface is slightly sour strawberry blueberries, white ice cream balls and jam. The air conditioner and fruit acids that hit the face make the voice of LaCrosse saliva.
She took the spoon he handed it to Zhuo Jin's mouth, and first handed it to you: I will give you the first bite, thank you for bringing me so many gifts back when I went abroad.Wen Jun is a little soft but not hard, and it is difficult to resist others being too kind to her.
Zhuo Jin did not refuse and slowly sucked away the ice cream she fed.
Then I ate it by myself.
At this time, the temperature in the sauna that just opened has not risen much. It feels like eating ice cream in a summer room without air conditioning. The body has obvious enthusiasm. The cold, refreshing, sour and sweet ice cream dispels some heat.
Zhuo Jin cut the cake and then placed a few pieces separately to facilitate digging, and did not divide it on a plate.
He held the base and was not ready to eat.
The ice cream he ate in his mouth was all fed by Wen Layue himself.
The two shared a spoon, and as they ate, they looked at each other's ice cream licking, and their eyes became not right.
Maybe Wen Junyue stared at Zhuo Jin's Adam's apple that he was swallowing for too long. Zhuo Jin couldn't bear it anymore, put down the cake tray and rushed up his squatting body on the same level as Wen Junyue.
He leaned forward, and his hands were on both sides of her: I don’t want to eat ice cream anymore, give me a taste of your mouth.
Wen Junyue leaned back and closed his eyes hesitated.
Zhuo Jin couldn't wait for just a short while, and his palm blocked Wen Junyue's head and kissed her, pressing her back to lean back.
The longing that had been suppressed for many days broke out. As soon as he touched his lips, Zhuo Jin pressed his hand restlessly on Wen Larong's chest and touched it.
The familiar techniques prove the unusual relationship between each other with deep bonds.
The ice cream cake next to it melted quickly under the high temperature, and its hard shape became soft and sticky, exuding a sweet fragrance.
Hot spring baths are open-air, only the difference is between different areas and pools. Only the sauna is completely closed and you don’t have to worry about being seen.
Wen Jun knocked on the door, and Zhuo Jin, who opened the door behind her, only had a pair of underwear on his body.
Her eyes looked at the ground, and the first thing that caught her eye was his feet and calves.
Men even have broad and strong feet with edges and angular edges. The narrow ankles are connected to their slender and powerful calves. The Achilles tendon is protruding and the wrist socket is deep, and strength and beauty coexist.
Zhuo Jin took a step back and led her into the door to close it to make sure it was locked.
Wen Junyue raised his eyes and saw Zhuo Jin looking at her with a hazy stunning look in his gentle pupils.
He pressed his fingers against her raised short tugs and smiled out of dimples: You are so cute.
It's so hot here.Wen Lulu was embarrassed to see, so he walked to the wall and sat down in a wooden chair.
Zhuo Jin checked the controller again: The lowest temperature is currently adjusted, otherwise, change the place?
Wen Lun Hui shook his head: No, no, I just sighed.It is good for the body to thrive more.
As soon as she came in, she saw Zhuo Jin, who was naked except for her private parts, was a little shy and cramped. She didn't know where to put her hands. She was too restrained on her knees, so she placed it on both sides of her body.
The strong, fair and tall man's body is dotted with three or two transparent sweat drops, and the male hormones that hit him are as dangerous as aphrodisiac.
Zhuo Jin squatted down in front of Wen Lama, looked up at her face, and made fun of her kindness: Baby, your face is so red.
I heard that L’Archive was so embarrassed: Hot!
At this moment, Zhuo Jin looked at her with the familiarity on the podium at that time, which was connected with the memories that evoked the heartbeat at that time.
Zhuo Jin's eyes rolled on Wen Larong's face slightly, and he read back what he hadn't seen during this period: The cake will arrive soon, and I'll give it to you before the temperature rises.
Then he put on his clothes and went out to get the delivery. When he came in, he was holding Haagen-Dazs' Charlotte in his hand, and took it apart and brought it to LaCrosse Wen.
The surface is slightly sour strawberry blueberries, white ice cream balls and jam. The air conditioner and fruit acids that hit the face make the voice of LaCrosse saliva.
She took the spoon he handed it to Zhuo Jin's mouth, and first handed it to you: I will give you the first bite, thank you for bringing me so many gifts back when I went abroad.Wen Jun is a little soft but not hard, and it is difficult to resist others being too kind to her.
Zhuo Jin did not refuse and slowly sucked away the ice cream she fed.
Then I ate it by myself.
At this time, the temperature in the sauna that just opened has not risen much. It feels like eating ice cream in a summer room without air conditioning. The body has obvious enthusiasm. The cold, refreshing, sour and sweet ice cream dispels some heat.
Zhuo Jin cut the cake and then placed a few pieces separately to facilitate digging, and did not divide it on a plate.
He held the base and was not ready to eat.
The ice cream he ate in his mouth was all fed by Wen Layue himself.
The two shared a spoon, and as they ate, they looked at each other's ice cream licking, and their eyes became not right.
Maybe Wen Junyue stared at Zhuo Jin's Adam's apple that he was swallowing for too long. Zhuo Jin couldn't bear it anymore, put down the cake tray and rushed up his squatting body on the same level as Wen Junyue.
He leaned forward, and his hands were on both sides of her: I don’t want to eat ice cream anymore, give me a taste of your mouth.
Wen Junyue leaned back and closed his eyes hesitated.
Zhuo Jin couldn't wait for just a short while, and his palm blocked Wen Junyue's head and kissed her, pressing her back to lean back.
The longing that had been suppressed for many days broke out. As soon as he touched his lips, Zhuo Jin pressed his hand restlessly on Wen Larong's chest and touched it.
The familiar techniques prove the unusual relationship between each other with deep bonds.
The ice cream cake next to it melted quickly under the high temperature, and its hard shape became soft and sticky, exuding a sweet fragrance.
![[Goldfinger Novels] Liquid perfume system - NP, medicine, uniform, training, suitable for girls](/templates/nvshen/themes/img/thumb_1.png)