Looking at the little monk rubbing there, Mo Ye narrowed his eyes and his deep eyes fell on him: "What are you still rubbing? Could it be that you have something you can't tell others?"

Tang Ning was shocked, but he smiled on his face: "What can I do to others? Isn't it just a bath? Since you don't dislike me, then I'll come down?"

She walked up to sit down on a smooth rock beside the hot spring, took off her boots, put her feet into the water and looked at Mo Ye who was soaking on the other side of the pool, and couldn't help but chuckling.

"Night King, the water is quite comfortable." He was taking a bath, and she was soaking her feet. He should be glad that she didn't smell bad at her feet, otherwise he would be smothered to death.

Mo Ye glanced at his kicking feet in the water, pulled the corner of his mouth, and said, "Come down." This brat thought he didn't know what he was thinking?

Tang Ning supported the stone with both hands and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'll take a while...ah!"

Before she finished speaking, Mo Ye, who was originally sitting on the other side, suddenly leaned forward, reached out and grabbed her foot soaked in the hot spring, and pulled her whole body slid into the hot spring, splashing a splash of water.

Unpredictably pulled down, and choked on her mouth. She instinctively grabbed him and climbed up, spraying a column of water out of her mouth, spraying directly onto his face, and pouring it on his face.

"Puff! Cough cough cough!"

Mo Ye's mouth twitched, and he reached out to wipe off the water marks on his face. Then he looked at the boy who was choked and blushed. His eyes moved away from his handsome face with water droplets, and along the droplets, his eyes moved downward, passing through the slender and fair neck, and landed on the extremely well-born collarbone for a slight pause.

His eyes continued to look down, and he passed through his blue shirt that was sticking to his body because he was completely wet. His deep black pupils shone through his flat chest, and then he snorted softly: "How does your foot wash smell?"

It would be fine if he didn't mention it. When he mentioned it, Tang Ning thought of the choking sip of water, and his face changed. After a long time, he took a deep breath, sat down in the hot spring water, grinding his teeth and said, "If you are curious, you can also try it, which will definitely make you feel endlessly."

"Swish! Is this king as stupid as you?"

He sneered, glanced at him, and walked to the side, took out a bath towel from the space to wipe the water marks on his body. He saw the little monk in the hot spring staring at him. He followed his gaze and looked at his big shorts dripping with water, and his body stretched out.

Because his pants were completely wet, his big shorts were tightly pressed against his body, clearly outlining the curve of his lower body. He felt uncomfortable with the big bath towel in his hand around his waist, and said to the little monk: "What are you looking at? I have what you have."

Tang Ning glanced at him, and deliberately turned his eyes around his waist that was wrapped with a bath towel. A smiley voice slowly came out: "Nei Wang, what are you doing with that bath towel? You said, I have it too, let alone, you have been able to see everything all over you, and now you are shy, it's a bit late!"

Mo Ye, who was about to wear clothes, heard this and his body stiffened and he turned around and stared at him: "What did you say?"
Chapter completed!