Pushing open the door, warm and hot air immediately hits you. There is about fifty square meters of space, divided into two parts. The front half is a traditional Japanese bathroom with a wooden floor on the ground. The back half is a huge bathhouse. There are various toiletries on the side of the bathhouse. Under the stone lamps set at the four corners of the bathroom, Yui Ozawa tied up her hair and tied it with a pink hairband. She was wearing a thin, almost transparent body.

A pink short jacket. Two snow-white perfect half-spheres appear under the deep opening collar, squeezed into a "career line" that cannot be left unsided. Only a fine cloth as wide as a finger is tied around the waist, symbolically covering the triangle area. The plump and buttocks and pink and light-splitting legs are all exposed, without even a trace of it. Under the steam, the tiger tattoo on her body appears more vividly and lifelike.

Seeing Lan Hai pushing the door and walking in, Ozawa Yui immediately folded her body, touching the ground with only three fingers on her hands, bent her knees with a kind manner, and bowed deeply and bowed down. Then she raised her head and smiled and said, "Sir, welcome to you. May I ask, now that we are like this, can we be honest with each other?"

"I have always been very honest." Lan Hai's mouth touched the corners of his mouth, looking at the woman crawling at his feet with a smile, and said, "On the contrary, Xiaoze, you are always covered with a layer of gauze, and you always refuse to meet me sincerely, right?"

"Because the time has not arrived yet, sir." Ozawa Yui returned the greeting with a smile, stood up and took a small wooden stool, and said, "Sir, please sit down. Let's ask others to wipe your back. It's still a long time, why should we be anxious for a moment?"

Lan Hai smiled slightly and walked over to sit down on the small wooden stool. "Roamen Tiger" walked behind the man who was determined to climb on at any cost. He squatted down with one leg and took the small wooden tray next to him. The wooden tray contained towels, sponges, and shower gel. She squeezed the shower gel onto the sponge, added water to make a lot of foam, and said softly: "It's so rude." Press the sponge on the back of Lan Hai, first apply evenly, and then wipe it hard.

The shower gel was filled with the smell of heat coming to his nose, and with the finger pressing hard on his muscles, Lan Hai felt extremely comfortable, and couldn't help but sigh, half-closing her eyes to enjoy the tenderness. Suddenly, some soft, full, and more elastic object pressed on his back, and began to draw circles back and forth with two small dots as hard as stones. Ozawa Yui's hands were delicate, crossing the ribs of Lan Hai, touching his chest, with a plump red lips pressing against his ears, and said with a soft voice: "Sir, your muscles are so strong."

The ears were rubbed, and the pretty slightest smell, and the scene was beautiful. Lan Hai was a normal and healthy man, so of course he would inevitably react. The towel around his waist was raised by something from when it started. He took a deep breath and suddenly asked coldly: "Everyone likes to listen to praise, but if it becomes a formula, it will be unpleasant, but also boring. Similar words, Ozawa, I think you have said a lot to Kuroda Matsuno before?"

Yui Ozawa stroked his fingers on the blue sea's chest, teased her gently, and laughed: "Sir, are you jealous? They are very happy." After a pause, she sighed: "I don't know how difficult it is for a little woman to live alone in this world. If she couldn't make good use of the capital given by God, she would have died long ago, so how could she live now? How about talking to you like now? But, even if you sell good goods, you have to choose the right buyer and negotiate the price to sell. Kuroda Matsuyu... Haha, that playboy is just a pretentious candid. He alone is not enough to let everyone sell everything to him."

Blue Ocean nodded "Oh~" and said, "Maino Kuroda is not good to you?"

"No, that's great." Ozawa Yui said indifferently: "It's so good that it's like treating a canary. He loved the fur and screams of this bird, so he wanted to create a pure gold cage, so that the bird could fly in automatically, tease her a few times when she had nothing to do, and let her sing a few to entertain herself. But she is not a canary, but a 'rouge tiger'. A small cage, even if it's made of gold, how could she fall into the trap?"

Enjoying the quickness of crispy/spicy/naked, countless small dots naturally appeared on her skin. Her reaction to Ozawa Yui's teasing seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. However, the tone of speaking remained calm. Lan Hai asked: "Maino Kuroda, so what about Kuroda Akifeng?"

"Oh, sir, I am not the kind of bad woman who likes to destroy other people's family happiness." Ozawa Yui smiled like a silver bell and said, "Madam Kuroda is a very powerful woman. Besides, Kuroda Akibuki is almost fifty years old, so it's too old. I don't want to let the old cow eat this little tender grass. Only those who have not yet officially started a family and are young like sir will be moved."

Lan Hai smiled and said, "I understand. Because you don't like Kuroda Matsuyuki and can't get into Kuroda Akibuki's true confidant circle, you should be right to leave Hakata Castle and run away from Kosaka, right? But there is one thing I don't understand. Since you have left Hakata, why is the "Tsingheguan" still maintaining your identity as the tenth champion without changing?"

"Because they always have to leave a way out." Ozawa Yui's delicate body was tightly pressed against Lan Hai's back and grinded up and down. The thin pink short jacket on her body became completely transparent after wet water, and no scenery could be hidden. Whether there was that piece of clothing seemed to be different from sight and touch. She laughed and said, "Otherwise, if they couldn't find a job in Kosaka Castle and the back of Hakata Castle was broken, wouldn't they fall into the streets? Moreover, the distance between them was far away, and people would never see the annoying places of Kuroda Matsuyuki, but they thought he was a little cute. So, this time he told me about the adults, and they really wanted to help him. Just think that they were paying back all the favors they had owe to him in one go."

"With your ability and scheming, you will still be popular no matter where you go. How could you fall into the stage of sleeping on the streets?" Lan Hai smiled softly and said, "To be honest, who did you get involved in Kosaka Castle?"

"It is the first of the 'Seven-Book Guns', Fukushima Kumamoto. Actually, this man is not bad. If the old city lord Toshiki Toshiki Shuoki is not dead and has a big tree on his head to shade, then he is also a good person to be trusted for life." Yui Ozawa washed Lan Hai's upper body, smiled and pulled back, separated the bodies that were close to each other, then turned to him, pulled Lan Hai's thighs and placed them horizontally on his knees, and carefully scrubbed him one toe and one toe. He said seriously: "It's a pity that I'm going to be a pity for him."

The old city lord is dead, but Fukushima Kumamoto himself really doesn't have the ability to stand alone. But he can't see his limits clearly, and he just stubbornly fights with Sayoshi Ishida. Even without you, you will sooner or later, others will see through the reality of Kosaka Castle. Then, then, their ending will always be similar to now, and there will be no change. Since they are all the same result, so cheaper others, of course, it's better to be cheaper than adults. Are you right?"

"Ha, you really have confidence in me." Lan Hai smiled mockingly and said, "But I was a little scared. Because as long as the man who was involved with you, there seemed to be no good ending. Kuroda Mano, Fukushima Kumamoto was the same. Even Kuroda Akibuki, Ishida Sakiyo, Toshita Shurai, and Yamato Kanbuki all ended up like this because of you. So, will the next unlucky one be me?"

Yui Ozawa raised her head, stared at the blue sea with watery eyes, and said pitifully: "Sir, how can you compare yourself with those of them? What's more, Saki Ishida was killed by Akihiko Kuroda, Shura Toshita was killed by Mako Kuroda, and Akihiko Kuroda and Kumamoto Fukushima were killed by Akihiko Kamikaze. These people have nothing to do with them at all."

"So what about Kuroda Matsuyu?" Lan Hai stared at Yui Ozawa's eyes and said, "Is he really killed to intercept Kumamoto Fukushima?"

"Roamen Tiger" said aggrievedly: "Yes, in front of the adults, they would never dare to say a lie. Kuroda Mano was indeed killed by him, but that was just because he was jealous of you, so he was ruthless against him. It would be impossible for others to wait for death. After that, the knife was stabbed but he was not allowed to fight back, right? Then... they just used a little waste, so that he, Mrs. Kyoko and the three young city lords could use their remaining energy. They were just more valuable to you. From beginning to end, they were all thinking about you. Now all these people who were in the trouble are dead. You can be the lord of the two cities with just a legitimate reputation, and you can show off your fists without any control, and you don't have to worry about any bad voices and saying strange words. Isn't that great?"

"Very good? It's really good. What a stingy calculation, what a great thought. Hey, if you are my enemy, then I will wake up from a nightmare when I fall asleep." Lan Hai hummed lowly, not just for the foresight of "Roamen Tiger", but also because "Roamen Tiger"'s hands were already massaged upward along his thighs, gradually touching his most important part.

Yui Ozawa penetrated her hands deeply under the towel around the waist of the blue sea. She flipped her left hand, her five fingers upwards, and gently scratched her fingers. Her right hand surrounded her and clenched in the middle. In an instant, the delicate skin on her palm was burned fiercely, as if she was holding a half-red iron rod. Yui Ozawa fainted in a low voice, then clenched tightly again, her eyes as if she was shining with silk, and she laughed: "It's so hot, so hot, and it's already hard. Alas, how could a great hero like you be afraid of a weak woman? If you want to be afraid, it should be because of the fear. Her hard work will not be rewarded, and you will be bullied like you. Humph, men are like this, they are good at taking advantage of their own good things, they are not good things."

The smooth and greasy skin of the Rouge Tiger moved up and down, bringing a strong feeling of ecstasy and bone-absorbing. Lan Hai's whole body was as if it was electric, numb and crisp, itchy and swelling, and itchy and swelling. In an instant, he tightened the nerves in his body, and even his breathing in his mouth became several times heavier. He gasped and said, "Okay, even if you are thinking about me, how do you know that I can definitely defeat the God of War God instead of being killed by the God of War God? If the result becomes like that, Ozawa, will you curry favor with the God of War God?"

"If things turn out like that, it's very likely that it's not accurate." Ozawa Yui blinked mischievously and said with a smile: "Because they are weak women, they can only live on powerful men. But they will never be able to do so. Adults, this is the intuition of women. Intuition tells them that you will definitely not be defeated. No matter how strong the God of Kamikaze is, you will only be beaten to the point of falling into pieces by you. Intuition also tells them that all the people in this world who dare to disobey you and hurt you will definitely end up in a tragic death. Therefore, in this life, you, Lord Laiding, will never leave no matter how hard you drive away."

"Whoever blocks his way, whoever goes against his intentions, or hurts his body, will be killed by evil spirits - blocking the road and killing him?" Lan Hai couldn't help but murmur, saying four simple sentences and twenty words that seemed to be full of evil spirits, half-believing and half-doubting between his eyebrows. The first time I heard a similar comment was in the mouth of the three-eyed martial gods, one of the ten major martial gods on the earth. The second time I heard a similar comment was from the mouth of the Great Miracle Shrine of the Great Miracle Si on the Ghost Ya Island. In addition, this time, it was the third time. Could it be that there is really something special about my destiny that so many people in succession said almost the same comment?

In an instant, another strong sense of electric shock came from the middle of his legs. Lan Hai shivered and couldn't help but sigh. Looking down, he saw that the "rouge tiger" turned into a charming cat. He pulled open the towel around his waist, opened his plump red lips, spit out three inches of lilac and gently licked the hot iron rod several times, until the original dryness turned completely smooth/moist, and then swallowed it in one bite. The teeth were gently grinded, the tongue was twisted like a snake, and the cheeks were concave inward due to forceful sucking, attacking towards the middle at the same time, bringing unprecedented and unparalleled stimulation to Lan Hai.

She swallowed deeper and deeper, and finally she disappeared. The Yao nose pressed against Lan Hai's lower abdomen, spraying out warm and hot air. The muscles in the throat relaxed and relaxed, and slowly squirmed rhythmically. Lan Hai only felt a piece of soft and beautiful meat pressing on the front end of her, so comfortable that she was so refreshed that she was so cool. The sour and numbness rushed straight up from the tailbone, and happiness accumulated more and more like a flood. In just a few dozen seconds, Lan Hai no longer wanted to endure it. He stretched out his hands, grabbed Yui Ozawa's smooth shoulders with force, and pushed his waist forward. With a low growl, he completely released all the accumulated enthusiasm.

"Roge Tiger" happily wriggled his throat, swallowing all the enthusiasm into his abdomen. Until the launch was completely over, she reluctantly retreated. With the "pop~" sound, the blue sea was completely separated from herself. The rouge on her lips had melted, and a white thread overflowed from the corners of her mouth. "Roge Tiger" softly spitted out her tongue and rolled the white thread on her lips, swallowing it, saying, "Sir, thank you for the reward. You are so strong, and the taste is very good."

"Nothing nonsense, how could the taste be good?" Lan Hai's tense muscles slowly relaxed and cursed with a smile. Although he knew that this was a flattering and flattering speech, when a man was praised so much by a beautiful woman, he would inevitably have a feeling of pride and pride in his chest at the same time. Even when he looked at Yui Ozawa again, he felt that she was much more pleasing than before.

Yui Ozawa softly took the towel and cleaned it up for Lan Hai. Then he pulled the wooden barrel, spooned warm hot water with a wooden spoon, and slowly poured it on Lan Hai to help him rinse away the soap bubbles. He helped him get up and walk to the bathtub, and walked down the pool together. In the steaming hot air, the water in the pool soaked the calf, then soaked the chest, and then flooded his shoulders. Lan Hai was lying in the bathtub, and the 36,000 pores on his body were completely relaxed and opened, so comfortable that he couldn't help but moan again.

Yui Ozawa took off the thin short jacket on his delicate body that could not be covered by nothing, leaned down and hugged the blue sea, used a lilac tongue, licked and sucked it all the way from his ear beads, neck, and chin until his chest was as hard as iron, and then sucked his two points back and forth, constantly teasing and teasing. He said with a tingling voice: "Sir, now I'm telling you everything. This is definitely honest enough, isn't it?" As he spoke, the jade hand leaned down restlessly again, holding the iron rod that had become harder again in the palm of his hand and gently stroked it.

Lan Hai couldn't help but reach out and pinched her extremely elastic and shaking plump buttocks. While groping, her fingers slid to her buttocks and grooves, and she felt so greasy. She put it in front of her nose and smelled it gently, and felt a smell like orchids and warm to the nose. He sighed and said, "Now I finally understand why Ozawa, you have obtained the name of "Rouge Tiger". Because you are indeed a tiger who eats men and doesn't spit bones."

Yui Ozawa said with a giggle: "A true hero, you must have the courage to raise a tiger. What's more, even if you are a tiger, as long as you meet you, you will immediately become more obedient than a cat."

"Is it a courage to raise a tiger?" Lan Hai closed his eyes and pondered for a while, then smiled slightly, and said, "Very good. Then let me take a closer look at how well you are, so obedient, you can be. If you perform well, then raise you in the future." He reached out and grabbed a full jade/peak with five fingers. He felt soft and flexible, and he sucked every inch of his skin in his palm deeply, and he could no longer be reluctant to part. He exclaimed softly and kneaded the jade/peak into countless shapes. At the same time, the other hand raised Ozawa Yui's plump thighs even more, allowing the beautiful flowers that had been fully wet to bloom. The male waist thrust forward and pierced it out thoroughly, completely allowing the two to make the closest combination.

In an instant, the "Roamen Tiger" frowned and let out a vague moan. The expression between the eyebrows seemed painful, but also seemed happy. The snake-like arms hugged Lan Hai's neck tightly, opened themselves to him without reservation, twisted their waists, and tried their best to please. The water in the bathhouse was rippling, and the sound of "scrolling~" kept making noises, as if it would never end.
Chapter completed!