The soft little female makes the beast husbands lose control and fall

Chapter 212. Bathing Yao Yao

Under Augustine's gentle advances, Su Yaoyao soon became breathless, her delicate body trembling slightly, and her body gradually became weak and powerless, like a willow swaying in the spring breeze.

She tilted her head slightly, revealing her swan-like long neck. Her eyes were closed, and her thick eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings. She felt Augustine's breath spreading slowly over her like a thin mist. Her heart was filled with both shyness like a newly blossoming flower and an indescribable anticipation, just like a new bud breaking through the soil in spring rain.

Augustine's kiss was passionate yet tender, traveling upwards from her delicate neck like a dancing flame, landing lightly on her flushed cheeks, and brushing against her smooth forehead like a feather, before finally kissing her luscious lips with unwavering affection.

The kiss was passionate and deep, as if pouring out all the longing he had felt during this time. His tongue, like a nimble dancer, gently pried open her pearly teeth, exploring the sweetness in her mouth, like discovering a mysterious and enchanting treasure trove.

Under his overwhelming enthusiasm, Su Yaoyao's last bit of shyness gradually dissipated, like thin ice melting in the warm sun.

She began to respond passionately, her hands unconsciously wrapping around his neck, her fingers tightening slightly, as if only in this way could she find solace in this surging love.

The two were deeply entwined in the hot spring, the water rippling gently with their movements, making a soft, murmuring sound, as if playing a beautiful melody for their love.

The air was thick with moisture, creating a dreamlike and enchanting world that belonged only to the two of them. In this world, there was only the sound of their increasingly rapid breathing, their strong heartbeats, and the intense love they shared.

Augustine's hands, like those of an explorer searching for the unknown, slowly roamed over Su Yaoyao's body. Each touch was like a spark igniting dry tinder, setting her body ablaze with heat. Her breathing quickened, like a fledgling swallow panting in summer, her soft moans echoing in the ambiguous atmosphere, adding to the allure. Their bodies were pressed tightly together, like perfectly matched puzzle pieces, inseparable.

As Augustine kissed Su Yaoyao, he whispered tender words of love in her ear: "Yaoyao, you are mine, and always will be. I want you to know how much I love you."

Su Yaoyao murmured softly and replied, "Ting, I love you too..." Her voice was dreamy, as if she were immersed in a beautiful dream.

In this warm hot spring, they freely expressed their love. Every glance they exchanged was like a collision of stars, shining with deep affection; every movement was like a carefully composed poem, full of tender love.

It was as if the world consisted only of the two of them, immersed in ultimate pleasure, enjoying their own sweet romance, and time seemed to stand still for them.

After an unknown amount of time, the passion gradually faded, leaving behind a tranquil and warm feeling, like the receding tide. The two embraced in the hot spring, their breathing gradually becoming steady.

Augustine gently stroked Su Yaoyao's hair, his movements as tender as if he were caressing the most precious silk in the world.

Su Yaoyao nestled lazily in his arms, a satisfied smile on her face, like a lazy kitten.

"Yao Yao, I love you." Augustine whispered in her ear, his voice full of affection, like heavenly music echoing in Su Yao Yao's ears.

Su Yaoyao raised her head slightly, looked into his eyes, her gaze as deep as a lake, clear and full of love, and earnestly replied, "I love you too, Ting."

After resting for a while, Augustine gently picked up Su Yaoyao and held her soft body against his firm chest. Then, he walked slowly out of the hot spring with steady and powerful steps.

Beside the hot spring, soft, absorbent towels and delicately scented balms were already carefully laid out.

Augustine gently placed Su Yaoyao on a stone bench beside him. A thick layer of plush cushion had been laid on the bench beforehand, soft and warm, as if it were a comfortable little nest tailor-made for Su Yaoyao.

He first picked up a towel and slowly soaked it in the still warm hot spring water. After the towel fully absorbed the water, he gently wrung it out and then began to gently and meticulously wipe Su Yaoyao's skin, starting from her rounded shoulders. Wherever the towel touched, it seemed to carry his love, gently wiping away the fine beads of sweat on her body and soothing her slightly tired body.

His movements were gentle and focused, like a skilled craftsman meticulously carving a rare treasure.

After wiping her shoulders, he slowly moved to her slender arm, gently holding her wrist with just the right amount of pressure—not making her feel uncomfortable, yet holding her firmly.

Then, he gently slid the towel down her arm, his movements soft and slow, making sure not a single inch of her skin was missed, every movement filled with love and care.

Next, he opened the perfume, scooped out a small spoonful, and gently applied it to Su Yaoyao's back. He then slowly rubbed the perfume on her back with both hands to spread it evenly.

His hands seemed to have magic power; Su Yaoyao felt a warm sensation coming from her back, and her fatigue gradually dissipated.

As Augustine applied the ointment, he whispered in her ear, "Yao Yao, you look so beautiful today. Every inch of your skin is as beautiful as jade."

Then, he carefully wiped her legs, starting from her slender calves and slowly moving upwards, his movements still gentle.

Su Yaoyao closed her eyes slightly, enjoying Augustine's gentle care, her face flushed with happiness.

After wiping her down, Augustine draped a soft bathrobe over her shoulders. The bathrobe, still warm from his touch, seemed to envelop Su Yaoyao in his love as well.

He looked at her tenderly, his eyes full of affection, and said, "Yao Yao, let's go back to our palace and get some rest."

Su Yaoyao nodded, like a docile little lamb, leaning against his chest, feeling his warmth and strength, as if it were the safest harbor in the world for her.

Back in his palace, Augustine gently placed Su Yaoyao on the bed, which was as soft as a cloud. He covered her with the blanket, his movements gentle and meticulous, as if he were cherishing a rare treasure.

He lay beside her, holding her tightly, as if afraid she would disappear again, like guarding his most precious treasure.

Feeling incredibly safe in his arms, Su Yaoyao slowly closed her eyes.

"Ting, I want to sleep a little longer."

"Okay, go to sleep."

Su Yaoyao drifted into a sweet dream, a faint smile still lingering on her lips.

Augustine looked at her sleeping face with a happy smile, a smile as warm and bright as the spring sunshine. He placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, as if planting a seed of love in her dreams, and then he gradually drifted off to sleep.

In this tranquil moment, their love, like warm sunshine, filled the entire palace, illuminating their hearts, as if the whole world was blessing their love.