Chapter 921: Hot spring (5)

Damn, is this wearing the pants without admitting it, and calling her ugly?

How ugly is she? Although she is not an entertainer, she is also a delicate

little beauty, okay?

Wei Jingjing is usually a literary and artistic youth in front of Xia Siyu,

and his angry complexion bursts red: "My old lady fights with you!"

Song Fengzhi usually has a calm face, but he doesn't know which of the tendons

is wrong with Wei Jingjing, but wants to face each other. Wei Jingjing made a

move. It's impossible for a man to fight if he doesn't fight with a woman. She

can only make a move for her to defend.

A woman hits a three-piece suit, scratches her paws, pulls her clothes and

curls her hair. When she hits in a hot spring, she will have its own water

flow slowing function. Wei Jingjing stretched out his paw, and Song Fengzhi

immediately intercepted it. She took out her left hand again, and Song Fengzhi

still stopped. Wei Jingjing struggled, but she was a woman, not Song Fengzhi's

opponent at all. After struggling twice, Song Fengzhi did not let go, she

shouted angrily: "Let go!"

Song Fengzhi is not stupid, you let me let me go, you must scratch me as soon

as I let go. Seeing that Wei Jingjing couldn't escape, she started kicking

again. Although there was a water flow deceleration bonus on the legs in the

water, Song Fengzhi was afraid of being kicked down, leading her back all the

way and pushing her to a corner of the hot spring.

The configuration of the private bath here is the same. The shores of the hot

springs are full of pebbles, which are healthy when walking or relying on

them. But for Wei Jingjing, who is now fighting, her back is against the

pebbles and it hurts.

She has never had a fight since she was a child, so today she is willing to

fight. But if she wanted to struggle, she had to see if she could break free

from Song Fengzhi's shackles. The two struggled in the narrow small pool until

Wei Jingjing's strength became smaller and smaller.

Song Fengzhi hadn't let go of his hand at first, until Wei Jingjing was quiet

for a long time before letting go. As soon as he released it, he found that

the person in front of him seemed to be a little wrong, breathing quickly, and

short of breath. Even if the lights were dim at night, he could feel her face

a little unnaturally red.

Song Fengzhi hurriedly got up. He was also afraid that something would happen

to Wei Jingjing. Only then did he discover that Wei Jingjing really didn't

have any strength. He leaned on the wall and frowned, seeming a little

uncomfortable.

But Song Fengzhi was also afraid that she would be weak on purpose. If he went

up to help, she would be beaten up again. He quickly got up and stopped

staying. He put on his shoes and entered the house. His pajamas were all wet,

so he simply went to take a shower and changed into new pajamas.

When Song Fengzhi came out of the bathroom, the wind was loud outside, and the

north wind was whistling, as if it was about to snow. He was wiping his hair

with a towel, and the surface was calm. In fact, what he thought was that the

guy would not be there. Is it soaking inside?

Turning my head and thinking again, is she dizzy or not? When she wakes up,

I'm afraid she will trouble me.

Even so, Song Fengzhi walked to the living room while wiping his hair. The

living room is quiet, only the wind whistling outside. Song Fengzhi stood in

the living room for several seconds, and finally gritted his teeth and stomped

his feet: "Forget it, I owe you!"

When he walked outside, Wei Jingjing was still leaning against the wall of the

pool in the same posture as before. It had already started to snow, the

snowflakes fell, fell on the top of the pond, and turned into rain. Song

Fengzhi watched for two seconds, and finally jumped out of the pond, walked up

to her, and probed her breath first. Did not hang up, then bowed her head and

hugged her up.