I have a special skill for dismantling CP

When Huang Yaoshi came back from Feng Heng's tomb, it was already [-]:[-] p.m.

As soon as he returned to his room, it began to rain outside, accompanied by thunder and lightning, tearing apart the night like ink.

He stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the dark rain curtain outside the window, he didn't even realize that the rain that drifted in had wet his sleeves.

Huang Yaoshi unconsciously thought that Shuang'er was most afraid of thunder, so she must be hiding under the blanket and shivering.

Zheng Wu was in a trance, and saw a figure running towards him through the rain curtain.

Without looking carefully, he knew that the person who came was Ye Shuang.

Ye Shuang followed the dim light from the window, and had already seen Huang Yaoshi standing by the window.

The flustered heart immediately stabilized a lot, and when he got closer, he saw clearly Huang Yaoshi's face softened by the light, and his heart was mostly settled.

Ye Shuang was too lazy to go around to the main entrance, and jumped in from the window.

He was completely drenched by the rain, and during his movements, he threw water all over Huang Yaoshi.

Huang Yaoshi didn't dodge or evade, and stood there, watching Ye Shuang's every move.

As soon as Ye Shuang stood still, she sweetly called out to her daddy, and walked towards Huang Yaoshi step by step, and hugged his arm affectionately.

Huang Yaoshi let him lean on his body wet and half, his handsome brows furrowed unconsciously, "Going to Thousand Snake Cave again?"

Ye Shuang stood on tiptoe slightly, put her chin on Huang Yaoshi's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Father, you are so wise, nothing can escape your discerning eyes, Shuang'er admires it, she is so impressed."

Huang Yaoshi gave him a squinting look, with an imperceptible pampering in his helplessness.

Even Huang Rong has never received this kind of petty pampering.

Huang Yaoshi called out in a low voice, "Fei Yuan."

As soon as the words fell, Fei Yuan pushed the door in and said respectfully, "Island Master, what are your orders?"

Huang Yaoshi said: "Get ready for the bath."

Fei Yuan took the order and left, and was ready in a short while.

Huang Yaoshi took Ye Shuang to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, where the hot spring pool was filled with thin white air, and the hot air rushed towards his face.

Fei Yuan was about to go forward to serve her, but she heard Huang Yaoshi say: "Go down."

Fei Yuan withdrew her hand silently, answered "Yes", bowed her head and retreated, closing the door behind her.

Huang Yaoshi strolled up to Ye Shuang and took off his wet clothes one by one.

After Ye Shuang was steamed by the heat of the hot spring, she became sluggish and couldn't stand still. She simply closed her eyes, snuggled into Huang Yaoshi's arms, and leaned her whole body weight on him, letting him peel her eggs She peeled off her clothes like a shell.

The white body was gradually exposed to the air, Ye Shuang felt a little cold, she stretched out her arms to hug Huang Yaoshi's waist, and kept drilling into his chest, sticking to his body like a plaster.

Huang Yaoshi was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he didn't take off his clothes, and directly hugged Ye Shuang by the waist, and walked into the hot spring.

The body was wrapped in warm spring water, Ye Shuang sighed comfortably.

Huang Yaoshi put him in his arms, let him rest against his chest, and then freed his hands to take off his clothes.

When the two of them touched each other skin to skin, Ye Shuang felt that Huang Yaoshi's body seemed to be warmer than the hot spring water, so she leaned back, put her head in the socket of his shoulder, and pressed her face against his profile, rubbing affectionately. rub.

Huang Yaoshi closed his eyes, enjoying his acting like a baby.

Ye Shuang's whole body was soaked in the spring water, and she fell asleep in Huang Yaoshi's arms.

As the steam was steaming, the atmosphere gradually became weird.

Ye Shuang was sitting between Huang Yaoshi's legs, Huang Yaoshi's front was facing Ye Shuang's back, as long as they got closer, the most private parts of each other would touch.

Ye Shuang dozed off drowsily, unaware of all this.

Huang Yaoshi was very awake, the heat in his body surged and rushed rapidly, the collision almost made him go crazy.

Before losing control, Huang Yaoshi hastily mobilized his internal energy to calm the rushing currents in his body, and only then calmed down his breath.

However, the most secret desire deep in my heart is still just around the corner.

Huang Yaoshi tilted his head slightly, lowered his eyes, Ye Shuang's lips were close at hand.

The color of his lips was already beautiful, but after being steamed by the heat, it became more and more colorful, as if he could squeeze out a mouthful of sweet honey with a light sip of his lips.

Huang Yaoshi's Adam's apple moved slightly, his head subconsciously lowered a little bit, and the breath he exhaled was also warm, spreading all over the back of Ye Shuang's neck which was in the air.

Ye Shuang felt itchy, giggled in a drowsy state, tilted her head to avoid it, "Father, itchy."

The last word "itch" with a mild ending, full of coquettish taste, drifted into Huang Yaoshi's ears, almost destroying his sanity.

Huang Yaoshi froze immediately, sitting like a statue.

Ye Shuang was in a daze, and didn't notice Huang Yaoshi's strangeness at all.

It had been a long time since they had enjoyed such an intimate father-son time.

The warm spring water, firm embrace, entangled breathing, and even the sound of wind and rain outside are not so annoying, tick-tock falls on his heart, making him moist, hot and soft.

Such intimacy is enjoyment for Ye Shuang, but torment for Huang Yaoshi.

The double torment of the two heavens of ice and fire.

But despite the pain, Huang Yaoshi couldn't convince himself to stop.

Because in the gap between suffering and pain, there grows an indescribable, bone-destroying joy.

This unspeakable joy gave birth to a powerful and lasting motivation, which made his heart that had been silent for decades start throbbing again.

Huang Yaoshi closed his eyes in pain and joy.

In an instant, a picture of Ye Yan appeared in my mind.

Ye Shuang turned around, hugged him with a smile, wrapped her slender legs around his waist, and her soft and smooth lips wandered on his neck

Huang Yaoshi suddenly opened his eyes.

Ye Shuang still leaned quietly on his shoulder, as if she had fallen asleep, her fair skin was steamed into pink by the spring water, as gorgeous as a water demon.

The breath that had finally calmed down became disordered again, even though it was suppressed with internal force, there was still an obvious change in that place.

He really wanted to jump on it desperately.

But he can't.

The only thing he can do is to imprison the demon in his heart and never give it a chance to cause disaster.

Huang Yaoshi pulled Ye Shuang, who was about to fall asleep, out of the water.

Ye Shuang struggled a bit, and muttered in a low voice: "I want to soak for a while longer."

Huang Yaoshi ignored his request, walked out of the hot spring, and carried Ye Shuang to his bedroom.