The temperature of the water in the bathtub does not seem to drop with the passage of time... The constant temperature design of unknown structure makes the hazyness in the bathroom gradually thicker. Novel.

It was like walking into a land of heavy fog, but I could vaguely see two figures stuck together, right on the edge of the bath... Occasionally, there were some strange moaning sounds and gasping sounds.

"Sister Long...I feel like my body has become very strange...just like last time..."

There is a feeling like when drinking some kind of lemon tea. After taking a sip, you can't help but subconsciously suck it down one after another. The real dragon of China is in this state now.

At first, his hands were only intended to use the small precepts in retaliation, but then he couldn't stop without realizing it... His hands seemed to be out of control, and he became more and more skillful in using the secret skills.

I can't stop at all, I can't stop...

The feeling of bullying this little butterfly demon is really too wonderful.

"Well..." Little Butterfly Demon was lying on the edge of the bathtub, completely weak, and opened her mouth slightly, "Sister Long..."

At the same time, on her slender back, two thin colorful butterfly wings were budding in the water like flower buds... spreading out bit by bit.

At this time, Long Xiruo found another reason for her inability to stop, "Oh? It turns out that you don't have to wait until you enter estrus yourself, you can also do it manually? It seems that you need to study it carefully."

But this kind of strange powder would catch her even if she wasn't paying attention... When the little butterfly demon's butterfly wings were still in the water and hadn't bloomed, the powder had already been secreted and blended into the water... In the bath, soaking

Taking a bath with the Divine Dragon can be said to relax the pores of the whole body.

A little bit of powder that has not yet been completely dissolved is now attached to the skin of the real dragon through the vibration of the water. This trace amount of elements is seeping into it bit by bit, and it is obviously impossible for the real dragon to notice it.

At this time, the true dragon of China focused most of its attention on the slowly unfolding colorful butterfly wings. Subconsciously, the movements of his hands began to become more careful, trying to develop more restricted areas where the buds could bloom.

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While observing the blooming degree of the butterfly wings, Long Xiruo wrapped his hands around the little butterfly demon's body from behind.

The more sensitive the place is, the faster the powder will be generated after being touched... The butterfly wings have not been fully opened, and they look like maple leaves stained by frost, looking listless.

Luo Pianqing was breathing faster at this time, and her whole body was lying in the arms of the real dragon. She felt ashamed, angry, and indescribable at the evil hands of Sister Long on her body.

Gradually, consciousness began to enter a strange state.

Under the warm water, she subconsciously tightened her legs... The inner thighs seemed to be uncomfortable, so they kept rubbing against each other. The pool also became turbid due to the stirring.

"Okay... are you okay, Sister Long... I..." She raised her head. In the warm and humid bathroom, her eyelashes were soaked, as if they were hung with small crystal plates.

Even my eyes are filled with the tidal water vapor here.

"It's not enough." Long Xiruo chuckled. While paying attention to the changes in the butterfly wings, he lowered his head and began to hover around the little butterfly demon's ears with his lips. "I remember to observe clearly last time. This time I have to

Observe more... I'm starting to become a little interested in this strange change of yours. I really don't know what that girl fed you to turn you into this."

It's just that the real dragon's secret skill seems to have reached a limit... Although the butterfly wings have bloomed, they have not reached the extreme. Although the magical powder has been generated, the amount is far less than the last time when the little butterfly demon entered estrus independently.

It comes a lot...the quality looks quite bad.

Is it because there is not enough stimulation?

Long Xiruo pondered for a moment, then grabbed the weak arm of the little butterfly demon and whispered: "Next, try it yourself... just like the technique I just used."

"no, do not want……"

The remaining reason made Xiaodie Yao resist this suggestion that made her heartbeat suddenly speed up for some reason...but her arms couldn't move at all. Even if she resisted verbally, she still ended up in China.

Under the guidance of the real dragon, he began to stroke his body subconsciously.

The butterfly wings, which had not been able to fully bloom for a long time, seemed to open a little more because of this stimulation.

Long Xiruo paid attention to the changes in the butterfly wings, and suddenly felt a feeling like when he was living in Xuanyuan Palace many, many years ago, when he got up in the middle of the night and watched the epiphyllum bloom... Long Xiruo's hands suddenly stopped.

"It seems like someone has broken into my barrier!"

The eyes of the Divine Dragon suddenly revealed a cold light, and he jumped out of the bathtub as quickly as possible... It was a waste of time to put on clothes. She reached out and grabbed a bath towel and wrapped it directly around her body.

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The little butterfly demon suddenly woke up... She shook the butterfly wings on her back very uncomfortably, and then a little powder fell into the bath water... She didn't care, but saw that Long Xiruo had rushed out at this time.

In the bathroom, I also wrapped myself in a towel, grabbed two clothes placed by the pool, and hurriedly flew out with butterfly wings.

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In the corridor, the maid holding a bouquet walked side by side with Boss Luo and came to the door of the living room.

After Boss Luo thought about it, he wiped off his clothes and returned to his original appearance... It wasn't that he cared about anything, it was just that it was polite to maintain dignity in front of people he knew.

Based on this idea, after Boss Luo returned to his original appearance, he whispered to the maid: "Next time you want to dress up, you have to use the promise card."

How could she be willing to use such precious things like this? She said she wanted to collect them one by one.

Luo Qiu pushed open the door of the living room, and the barrier arranged here suddenly blocked the master and servant. Luo Qiu did not have the habit of breaking in without permission, but he saw Fife who was tied up inside the barrier.

Na...and after Theresa was there, he walked directly into the barrier.

It didn't destroy it, it just hit the bow directly.

Although I don't know why the golden dragon was tied here, I guess it has something to do with the blond young man I met in the forest... and the real dragon in China.

"Miss Teresa, it seems that her blood has been sucked." The maid lady obviously cared more about Teresa next to her. Of course, the degree of concern was relative to the golden dragon.

There was a choice between the two fainted guys, and the maid gave up the golden dragon without hesitation. That was all.

"Sucking blood." Luo Qiu thought for a while and said, "It should be what happened after we went out?"

"should be."

The maid lady checked the wound on Theresa's neck and said: "It may be the work of a vampire in the [Farm]... But it's hard to tell right now. Maybe it's the vampire who calls himself [Norman]"

It's possible, sir. Of course, Miss Long may also know something."

Luo Qiu waved his hand and said: "It is very impolite to disturb a woman's bathing... Let's just wait here."

The maid said softly: "Then I will find a vase and put these flowers in it."

Luo Qiu nodded and after the maid walked away, he subconsciously reached out and wanted to touch the wound on Theresa's neck... but when his fingers were about to touch, he pulled back.

He looked at his palms, then shook his head, feeling that sometimes, the habits that have been formed are even more terrifying... Boss Luo immediately turned around and said to the maid who had not gone far: "We should prepare some tea.

,Is it right."

"Of course." The maid nodded and walked towards the kitchen.

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Walking in a hurry, Long Xiruo suddenly stopped when she reached the door of the living room... A sudden rush of blood and an uncomfortable feeling made her hesitate for a moment.

She frowned, and finally pushed the living room door open.

In the living room, because the sofas were occupied by Golden Dragon and Teresa, Boss Luo simply stood and admired the hanging paintings in the living room.

The person who opened the door was not a maid, but a Chinese dragon wrapped in a bath towel with wet hair... his appearance still surprised Boss Luo.

Long Xiruo froze on the spot... unable to find a way to react.

"We meet again, Miss Long." Boss Luo took the initiative to say hello, "I originally wanted not to disturb you...but it seems that I did."

"What?" Shenzhou's True Dragon was stunned for a moment, and realized that the current situation was a little bad. She had never thought about this kind of meeting.

Wait, when did this profiteer come in and what happened in the bathroom?

Thinking of this terrible possibility, the true dragon of China just felt like he wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into... Nothing would make this profiteer encounter his worst side every time.

"No... don't think about it!!" Long Xiruo said angrily: "Peeping tom! Pervert! Dead profiteer... You, what are you doing here!"

"I think... at least for this house, I should have come earlier." Luo Qiu smiled, "Miss Long seems to be very wary of me... If it is because of what happened last time, then I will

I apologize to you for once.”

"Apologise?" The Chinese True Dragon was able to restrain herself even if she didn't mention that matter. Once she brought it up, she felt shame rush up all of a sudden. She sneered directly: "You can beat me even if you beat me... I can get over it with an apology."

Of?"

"Then, how about I owe you a request." Luo Qiu thought for a while and said: "As long as it is a request that does not break the principle of the transaction, I will agree to it. Of course, I will also consider the specific request."

Long Xiruo sneered: "You have to judge it based on the price that damn girl Su Zijun gave you last time, right... I know you, a profiteer, are not so kind!"

"If Miss Long is absolutely certain that this is a bad memory, I can erase it for you." Boss Luo gave a compromise suggestion.

"If you want to wipe it, you have to wipe it yourself!" Shenzhou Zhenlong, who was gradually unable to suppress his anger, suddenly raised his voice.

Boss Luo said: "This may be a little difficult, because for me... this is a memory worth keeping... I think I will never forget what Miss Long looked like at that time. The crying woman is actually

It's beautiful...if I really forget it, it will become a pity for me."

"You, you... what are you talking about!!!"

The real dragon from China suddenly felt that her head was not working properly. She rubbed her forehead and calmed herself down, "Let's not talk about this matter for now... you haven't told me what you are doing here!"

"I came in because I received a commission." Boss Luo smiled and said, "However, I cannot tell you the content of the commission."

"Hmph, I'm not interested in knowing." Long Xiruo snorted coldly.

"Sister Long!!"

At this moment, at the end of the corridor, the little butterfly demon spread its butterfly wings and flew over in a hurry... Long Xiruo turned around and looked at Luo Qiu in the living room, and then looked at the little butterfly demon at this time.

His appearance...and his own appearance by the way, made him look a little flustered.
To be continued...