.

The maids picked up the small rose-colored bottles from the table next to the lounge chairs, rubbed the essential oil inside on their palms, and then touched the guests' bodies and gently rubbed it.

In the warm water vapor, Fan Ning smelled a secret and sweet fragrance. It was as weak as a gossamer, but it had an unbearable teasing quality, making people unable to help but peep at the scent that disturbed the senses.

The originator of the figurines.

Perhaps this essential oil favored by upper-class women in the southern country has its own unique qualities, but Fan Ning had some doubts as to whether this could be the "sevenfold blessing" intercepted by the Joyful Listening Club. At that time, the caravan counted gold coins for

During the handover, he did not check the form of the contents in the small bottle.

"Come down and help me." Miss Cuckoo, who was lying with her pink bathrobe, spoke again.

Fan Ning's eyes fell on the side of her lounge chair - there was also a small rose-colored bottle on the storage table there.

He walked down the steps step by step, and the warm water carrying the petals gradually immersed into his buttocks.

What was poured out was different from what I expected. It was actually red crystals with bright and transparent texture like agate.

But as soon as they touch the palm of your hand, they begin to melt and eventually turn into a small ball of viscous red liquid.

It seems that the essential oil is good.

The strange sweet fragrance is so close, the skin that comes into contact with it seems to be dancing with joy.

"First from the back."

After giving the instruction, Renilla turned over on her stomach and lifted her bathrobe outwards and upwards.

She closed her eyes in enjoyment, and the color under the curves glowed slightly rosy under the heat and humidity.

"What is this?" Fan Ning asked, clapping his hands.

Renilla frowned. Her personal maid seemed to be a little out of sorts today. She pushed her wet burgundy hair to one shoulder and was about to ask a question——

"Church inspection!"

"People inside, don't move, stop what you are doing!"

Two clear female voices sounded one after the other.

The curtain of the large bath room was opened, and five female priests dressed as "flower-touched people" rushed in, followed by a figure wearing a brown dress with a beautiful and cold face.

The abnormal resonance fluctuations under the pool were still being felt, and Fan Ning's pupils shrank slightly.

Then he, like the other maids and most of the female guests, stood in the water or on the shore with a dazed look in a weak, pitiful and helpless posture.
Chapter completed!