Dinner is over.

The four married girls, who couldn't wait to eat the eels again, began to serve their young masters to bathe.

Flowers in spring, autumn moon, cicadas in summer, and snow in winter. The four girls in the same room each have their own beauty, but they all have good looks.

Chunhua, dressed in a light grass-colored dress, has a gentle and intellectual smile, and has a graceful and elegant beauty.

Xia Chan, with a playful expression, is dressed in aqua blue dress, with slender legs and a slim figure.

Qiuyue, as shy as a timid person, looked at her young master with a charming look, and her figure was the most plump and exquisite.

Winter snow, as its name suggests, is as cold and clear as snow. Dressed in white, it is better than snow, and there are even taller snow peaks.

Zhao Wujiang soaked in the bathtub and drank apricot flower wine, feeling extremely relaxed.

The four girls who were married to each other were waiting beside the bathtub. There was no distinction between men and women, and they were not shy at all.

After all, they had all had a frank interview with their young master, and they had seen everything that should be seen and what should not be seen.

"Master, haven't you decided who you will favor tonight?" Xia Chan, dressed in a navy blue dress, lay beside the tub, tilting her head, her pretty face pure and refined.

Chunhua didn't ask, but was already taking off her light grass-colored dress.

Qiuyue had a slim figure. She had already taken off her shoes and stepped into the tub. Her goose-yellow skirt was floating on the water. She took the initiative to grab the young master's hand. The water was swaying, making it difficult to see the movements in the water.

"If the young master doesn't speak, is he going to fight one against four?"

When Xia Chan saw that Chun Hua only had a blue bellyband left, she was already eager to step into the bathtub, but how could the bathtub accommodate four people?

Dongxue was dressed in white and stood quietly aside.

"Sex is like a steel knife for scraping bones, and wine is like a poison that penetrates the intestines." Zhao Wujiang put down his wine glass and sighed.

These four intercourse girls wanted to eat him alive, as if they were asking:

"Old Zhao, do you want a wife or not?"

Spring flowers and autumn moon, summer cicadas and winter snow, the four girls who share the same room, even in the cold winter snow, their hearts are burning, they want to push the young master down and serve him obediently.

Because although they are girls with a common relationship, they may be able to become the young master's concubine if they have a common relationship. At that time, their status will rise, and they will get more training resources.

"Young people don't know how to exercise restraint and are easily drained by alcohol and sex." Zhao Wujiang raised his eyebrows and smiled, groping in the tub with his big hand, and touched Qiuyue's body.

He smiled and said:

"You should take me as a warning, start from me, stop indulging in alcohol and sex, and start quitting drinking."

The four girls in the same room were laughing so hard that the young master stopped drinking and did not mention sex.

Qiuyue's pretty face became more and more rosy, and the young master was licking her body with wine and sex.

The story is divided into two parts, the sword master Li Chunjun is in trouble.

The same four women, the same sword cultivator, the same from the collapsed secret world, the same woman's face was red, and the same clothes were soaked.

But he, Li Chunjun, is being hunted.

He left the Renzong and the protection of Zhang Lindao, traveled around the Shenshui South Region, and today he arrived at Huayun Continent, one of the nine states in the Shenshui South Region.

He passed by the Liushui Waterfall outside the Huaxian Sect in Huayunzhou, and four female monks with disheveled clothes and wet hair sprang out. It must be said that he peeped on the four of them playing in the water and taking a bath.

When he explained, the four female monks said he was quibbling.

When he was silent, the four female monks said that he was acquiescing. Since he was unjustly accused, why didn't he speak up for himself?

The four female monks insisted that he coveted their beauty and acted as a lecherous disciple, peeping shamelessly from the sidelines.

Li Chunjun is so young, has he ever suffered such injustice?

Although he came to this world, his cultivation has increased and he has reached the state of becoming a god. His physical appearance is ten or twenty years younger. He no longer looks like an old man, but more like a strong middle-aged man.

He has Qiuhe in his heart and sword spirit, but he seems a bit dull and honest because he has not had much contact with women in his life.

Now that he was being slandered, he yelled in desperation:

"You can doubt my character, Li Chunjun, but you can't doubt my taste."
Chapter completed!