Fantasy: I, The Salted Fish Will Become Stronger

into the night.

The Qin family manor was quiet.

Even the grandmother who secretly guarded Beigong Linglong did not pay attention to Beigong Linglong tonight, but watched her walk into the Huaqing Pool where Qin Hao had been waiting for a long time, and then withdrew her own spirit.

I secretly said in my heart: Holy Maiden, Mr. Qin wish you a happy marriage.

Huaqing Pool.

Qin Hao specially ordered people to build a hot spring side hall, and the name was also borrowed from the previous Tang Xuanzong.

On weekdays, he and Aunt Long'er come here to soak in the hot springs at different times.

It was the first time for the two of us to come together today.

In Huaqing Pool at this time.

Smoky, dimly lit, and evocatively silent.

The green gauze tent swayed with the candlelight.

The air is filled with the aroma of ambiguous love.

Qin Hao was wearing a loose bathrobe, sitting behind a screen, and kept turning his pen.

Hearing the occasional crashing sound from the hot spring pool opposite the screen, he closed his eyes slightly, and an indescribable picture appeared in his mind, the kind that he could only watch with money in his previous life.

Behind the screen.

It was foggy.

The beauty in the bath is like jade.

Beigong Linglong has been soaking in the hot spring for a long time, and her mood is extremely complicated.

It was the first time in her life that she was in the same room with a man late at night.

And there is a screen in the middle, if Hao Little Brother uses divine sense...

Thinking of this, Beigong Linglong curled up in the water like a cooked lobster.

I do not know how long it has been.

The sound of water disappeared.

Qin Hao only heard a slight sound of footsteps slowly walking towards this side.

He immediately threw away those restricted-level images in his mind, and looked expectantly in the direction of the sound.

I saw Aunt Long'er wearing a loose glazed fairy dress, walking slowly with bare feet.

Her hair was still wet, and water droplets dripped onto the fairy dress along the ends of her hair.

The smog around her gave her Immortal Qi.

At this time, Aunt Long'er was like a fairy walking out of a fairyland, making people unable to take their eyes off her.

"Clear water produces hibiscus, which can be carved naturally."

As a scholar, Qin Hao naturally wouldn't just say a word.

When Beigong Linglong heard this poem, her face became as red as a ripe apple, and her steps became slower.

This guy knows how to please girls. I don't know how many girls he has said the same thing to.

Beigong Linglong pretended not to hear, walked to a long chair not far away and lay down on her side, with beautiful eyes.

"Don't move, it's just this posture."

Qin Hao immediately stopped Aunt Long'er, and immediately started to paint.

That's right, the agreement he made with Aunt Long'er was to make a picture of a beauty going out of the bath for her.

As a man of culture, he naturally doesn't know how to say that, I think you are troubled by such words.

But lonely men and widows painting late at night is no different from talking about scripts.

First draw the person, then draw the heart, and finally take her to Qiuming Mountain for racing.

Looking at Qin Hao's bold eyes, Beigong Linglong felt ashamed and sweet in her heart, and couldn't help asking herself, how could she agree to this guy's request.

Half an hour later, Qin Hao wrote.

"Ding! You do happy things with Fairy Aunt late at night, Cultivation Base +20, Sage Will +2, Dao True Essence +1..."

Qin Hao put down the pen in his hand, looked at the scroll in his hand with satisfaction, and walked slowly towards Aunt Long'er.

"Aunt Long'er, take a look at the portrait I drew for you, isn't it beautiful?"

Beigong Linglong rolled her eyes at Qin Hao, and sat up slightly.

Qin Hao naturally sat beside Aunt Long'er, wrapping her big hands around her waist skillfully.

Beigong Linglong looked at the shy and charming self in the painting, and immediately turned her head away, not daring to look any further.

I didn't even dare to look at the poems on the paintings.

Naturally, this small movement could not escape Qin Hao's eyes. He smelled the fragrance emanating from Aunt Long'er's body, and he got closer.

"Auntie, do my paintings look good?"

"Um."

Beigong Linglong felt the strong masculinity of the other party, so she didn't dare to look at him directly.

"Then I want to draw another picture for you, can I?"

Qin Hao asked.

"Um???"

Beigong Linglong looked at Qin Hao with some doubts.

"It's just to draw your sleeping appearance."

Qin Hao said with a smile.

Beigong Linglong is not a novice either, so she naturally heard the implication of this sentence, her heart that was already pounding became more chaotic, and even her breathing became a little short.

She was a little scared and didn't know what to do.

There is even an urge to escape here.

In this way, she felt that she was about to become less like herself.

"Hao Little Brother, I promise you, but you can... you can..."

Qin Hao looked at Aunt Long'er's shy face and asked with a smile, "What can I do?"

"Go somewhere else."

Beigong Linglong's voice was like a mosquito's, and even she could hardly hear herself.

"no problem."

Qin Hao planned to continue teasing Aunt Long'er, and slowly stood up with his arms around her.

The two walked out of Huaqing Pool together.

Gradually, Beigong Linglong recovered a bit of physical strength, thinking about what might happen next.

She had some anticipation and some fear in her heart, her mind was hot, and she got out of Qin Hao's arms like a frightened deer, and ran towards the direction of own room.

This move caught Qin Hao off guard.

He is a majestic king of the sea who hunts geese all year round, but there will be a day when he will be blinded by geese.

Looking at the panicked back, Qin Hao couldn't help but burst out laughing, and muttered to himself:

"Run after flirting, woman, you have successfully caught my attention."

He looked at the scroll in his hand, finally, tonight was not in vain, he even drew the picture of getting out of the bath, so will the picture of the sleeping beauty be far behind?

bang!

After Beigong Linglong ran back to Own's boudoir, she immediately closed the door of Own's room tightly, panting heavily.

For some reason, there was a trace of anticipation in her heart that Hao Little Brother would catch up and push the door of own room open.

Damn, how did I become like this.

After a long time.

Only then did Beigong Linglong come back to her senses, and was about to light the candles.

The Ye Ming Pearl in the house was the first to emit light.

The sudden light startled her whole body, and she almost cried out.

Upon closer inspection, there was actually a person standing inside the own house.

"Holy Maiden, why are you back?"

Grandma looked at Beigong Linglong with a puzzled expression.

Although Wangqing Palace wants to forget love, it doesn't mean to keep the perfect body.

There are also disciples who completely forget their feelings after giving birth and return to Wangqing Palace to practice.

Beigong Linglong blushed instantly when she heard this, but her grandma was not an outsider to her.

After adjusting her breath, she said, "I... I'm not ready yet."

Grandma laughed and joked when she heard the words: "Qin Hao, that kid, is still too honest."

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Beigong Linglong thought: Are you sure you are not talking ironically?