The steaming mist has a slightly misty smell, and the woman enjoying the relaxation in the water is not aware of the movement behind her.
The little maid stood behind the screen. She was not very old, but she seemed to understand emotions very well, and she didn't make any noise. She let Bai Song stand beside her, looking at the graceful figure behind her through a thin screen.
Most of the delicate body is blocked in the wooden basin, with only a small silhouette, and the more delicate arms are watering the water unintentionally, but it is like the most beautiful dance in the world, and the grace revealed unintentionally is even more attractive.
Bai Song glanced twice and felt that his heartbeat was a little fast.
Or because of the obstacles I encountered during the day, I felt more cautious.
After all these years, there are many beautiful women around me, and I have become familiar with the world. It is a bit exciting to suddenly have such a feeling of not getting what I want.
"Master, do you want me to send a message?" The little maid asked Bai Song deliberately, knowing clearly what Bai Song was thinking.
Bai Song didn't even look at the little maid, and waved his hand, motioning for her to move away.
Seeing that her idea was successful, the little maid smiled and quietly retreated to the inner hall to make a bed.
Bai Song stood aside and looked at the thin underwear hanging on the hanger. He wanted to go over and take a look at the scenery in the basin, but he didn't dare.
Suddenly, a voice came from inside: "Lian'er, pass me my clothes."
Bai Song was stunned for a moment and handed over the clothes. He was still behind the screen, showing one hand.
"Why are you hiding? For a moment, you can't see anyone?"
Bai Song was about to reveal his identity when he suddenly heard another voice coming from inside.
"I just thought about what you said before, and I feel a little regretful after thinking about it carefully. There are so many sisters in this palace, all of them are more beautiful than me, and they are more affectionate with their husbands. But I am different. On the one hand, I am my father's
Face, it is a marriage between two families, and it has no place in the heart of the husband. If he still puts on the same airs as in the palace, thinking that his daughter is his daughter, I am afraid that he will be pushed further and further away. This palace is not big, look at it
This situation is no different from the emperor's harem. To occupy a place here, you always have to make some changes. Lian'er, you said..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yuhan turned around and saw that the figure behind the screen was obviously not Lian'er, and the last half of his sentence got stuck in his throat.
At this time, Bai Song finally walked out from behind the screen, but with his back on his back and did not look at Zhang Yuhan's body.
"That...I'm here..."
Zhang Yuhan's face was red, but after seeing Bai Song's back, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and snicker. My husband still wants to avoid his own woman like this? This is completely different from his behavior during the day.
Zhang Yuhan is also a smart person. When he saw her husband's behavior, she knew that he was influenced by the daytime.
Thinking about it, it would be okay if her husband was angry and ignored her, but Bai Song came today and looked like this. He was definitely not looking down on himself as he imagined, but it made Zhang Yuhan feel guilty.
Looking at the clothes in his hands, Zhang Yuhan hung it on the screen, gently patted Bai Song on the shoulder, and whispered: "Husband, do you think you are not good-looking and unsightly?"
"Where are you talking about?"
"Then why doesn't your husband look back?"
"Have you got your clothes on?" Bai Song was rare to be such an upright gentleman and looked very awkward.
Zhang Yuhan responded softly: "Well, my husband will just look back."
When Bai Song turned around, his energy and blood immediately surged up. He saw a beautiful woman coming out of the bath with water vapor all over her body, standing in the mist. There was only a faint mist as a cover. She couldn't see it clearly, but it was even more attractive.
Leaning slightly on the screen, as weak as a slender willow branch, Bai Song swallowed uncontrollably.
Zhang Yuhan was also shy. He lowered his head across his chest, bowed slightly, and whispered: "Husband, why are you still standing there in a daze? It's the middle of the night, why don't you take me over?"
This was the first time Bai Song encountered this kind of situation. Sometimes he was repulsive, sometimes active, and then he could only listen to the girl stupidly.
Miss Zhang's name is Yuhan. She is born frail, and her body is cold. Her skin is like delicate jelly, which is wonderful.
Bai Song held the person in his arms, unable to feel the weight, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes: "Yu Han, your body..."
Zhang Yuhan knew the difference in his body and was a little shy. He put his head into Bai Song's arms and said in a sullen voice: "I have a tight body, I was born like this... If my husband wants someone to warm the bed in the future, Yu Han is afraid that there is nothing he can do." , I have no choice but to ask Lian'er for help."
While they were talking, the little maid Lian'er popped up on the other side of the bed and said with a smile: "Miss, Lian'er is already helping the master warm the bed."
"puff!"
Bai Song bit his tongue and saw that the clothes of the little maid beside the bed were all outside. Needless to say, he knew what the scenery was like inside the bed.
How is this so great?
"Go, go!" Bai Song carried Zhang Yuhan to the bedside and opened his mouth to chase him away.
Lian'er was so confused that she was kicked out. She thought to herself that other families were like this. Isn't it natural for a maid to warm the master's bed?
"Hurry up and put on your clothes, go away and go to bed. The master and the wife are doing something, and they don't like anyone watching."
"Oh..." Lian'er pouted and walked away. She looked back and looked again and said, "Miss, Lian'er always warms the bed when she sleeps. Miss' body is cold. If no one warms the bed, she won't be able to sleep warm."
"Your master is full of fire and doesn't need you to do anything for him."
The moment he was thrown on the bed, Zhang Yuhan finally felt at ease. The man he had longed for finally wanted her.
Thinking about it, my body was shaking with excitement. I was a little shy and a little scared. I turned my head to the corner, not daring to look at the movements of the man beside the bed.
Gradually, an arm passed under her body, and it felt cold when it touched it, making Zhang Yuhan shiver.
“So cold!”
Zhang Yuhan exclaimed softly, no longer caring about being shy, and turned to look at her husband who was already on the pillow.
"My husband's body is actually colder than my concubine's body?"
Bai Song knew that this was a change after taking a dip in the cold spring. Every woman had said similar things, but Bai Song couldn't feel it himself.
"Now you should understand that you can actually warm your husband's bed, right?"
The same physique made Zhang Yuhan feel a little closer, and the nervousness was also forgotten. He hooked Bai Song's arm with his backhand, shrank into Bai Song's arms, and whispered: "I will keep my body warm for you... …”
"You don't feel cold?"
"My body is a little cold, but my heart is warm."
After tossing until midnight, the newlyweds were unable to sleep.
Zhang Yuhan felt the embrace that had become warm for a long time, reluctant to leave. Thinking of so many sisters in this family, he was a little worried: "Husband, after tonight, how many days will it take for you to come to my house?"
"You really treat the palace as the emperor's harem? Why do you speak so resentfully? There is not much intrigue in this family. You can say whatever you want. Since we are all sisters, they will let you do it."
"But I have heard that it is not enough for my husband to take a concubine. In two days, I will also become a sister, right? What about the younger sisters competing for favor later?"
