The Defeated Dragon

This chapter is "Residual Fei Yu" Wan reward plus more.

Soap is standard for the nobles, but there is a difference in the degree to which it is valued. Noble nobles like Liszt can't do without soap. Noble nobles don't care if there is any soap.

Gherta was clearly a nobleman, and he could tell from the fact that his hair was almost oily.

After receiving the flower soap, he just opened the box and looked at it, and then asked his butler to send the flower soap to the bathroom, and then went hunting on horseback.

Time flies into the night.

Galta did not return to the castle for dinner, and went to drink with the knight; his wife did not return for dinner, and both husband and wife were used to chic outside. Until the moon rises, his husband is withdrawn from the noblewoman's communication, and yawns back to the castle.

"Is the master back?"

"Master hasn't returned yet, ma'am."

"I've known to drink outside all day, forget it, Lia, and help me put in bath water." The wife complained, ordering the personal maid to help her prepare bath water.

After a while, she went into the bathroom.

But soon he shouted again, "Liya, Liya, **** it, my soap!"

Liya hurriedly came in: "Madam, the soap is in the wooden box on your left." She said, holding up the wooden box with black tulips, opened the lid, and exposed the pink flower soap inside.

"When did you change the soap?" Madam frowned, her voice exasperated.

She had become accustomed to using soap with a rough surface and kneaded soap powder. She felt uncomfortable when she saw this kind of soap for the first time.

The most important thing is to change her favorite items without her permission.

Liya hurriedly explained: "It's the old man, it is the old man who received the new soap from the town of flowers today, so let it be replaced with this flower soap."

"Did it come from the flowers town?" The lady heard the words for a moment, picked up the flower soap, a handsome face that made women jealous appeared in her mind. Tumble something new ... OK, you go down. "

Leia leaving the bathroom, sighed with relief.

In the bathtub, the steam of hot water was lingering, holding the flower soap, the lady didn't know what to think, her eyes gradually blurred. She dipped the flower soap in water and began to apply it to her body. She just felt that the soap, which should have a rough friction, was extremely lubricating, and it foamed directly.

When women take a bath, they like foam very much.

She unknowingly reached out and touched the skin on which the flower soap was applied. She was already forty years old, her skin gradually became loose, and her pores began to expand.

But at this moment, under the lubricity of the flower soap, it seems as delicate as a baby.

It attracted her to keep stroking and rubbing on her skin. This feeling was extraordinarily wonderful, and the rising foam added a lot of sultry atmosphere.

Not knowing how many times she rubbed, she began to copy water and flush the foam away.

Reveals clean, dry skin.

The bathroom was lit with candles, and the light was not too bright, but she could still see that her skin was whiter than usual. Especially the clean texture can't be reflected in the past, just like using soap in the past, just washing the surface clean.

Now using flower soap, it cleans the deepest part of the skin.

"It's unprecedentedly comfortable!" She held a small piece of flower soap, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it, "much better than soap, I like this feeling."

I could take a shower half an hour ago.

This time, she asked the maid to add hot water twice and washed it for an hour.

When she washed her body and wrung her hair, even the maid wearing her pajamas felt different: "Madam, you look tonight ... much younger, it's really beautiful." Madam is not beautiful. It's easy to say, but Madam's skin felt firm when she touched it.

It used to be slack, and today it becomes firm.

The contrast is quite strong.

The lady was in a good mood: "It's amazing, isn't it, Liya, you can hardly believe that a piece of flower soap actually made me feel young again."

"Is this flower soap really amazing?"

"Of course magic, just like Liszt in Flower Town, full of magic. Seafood, Intermediate Warcraft, Thorns, and the kind of scrambled eggs and egg soup, and all kinds of bread. Like many nobles say Like that, the flower town is where the Cavaliers glorify. "

Liya followed her wife to Flower Town and tasted the new food: "Flower Town is indeed a different place."

After combing her hair, the lady touched her face, admired for a while in the crystal bronze mirror, and then got up and left the bathroom.

She called to the housekeeper and instructed: "Remember when the master returns, let him also take a bath with flower soap."

"Yes, ma'am."

...

Gherta returned late, and with a sense of drunkenness, took a bath with the servant of the man, and the servant used the flower soap for him as explained by his wife.

However, he didn't have the patience to wash himself well with a flower soap, but just hurriedly wiped the water.

Entering the bedroom, I saw the lady holding a thick paper bill and checking the income of the small town manor. He felt like he was a little shy, his obviously old and ugly wife seemed to give him a radiant illusion tonight.

Shake your head and shake out the illusion.

"Look again during the day, and go to bed earlier." He lay in bed, reminded him, and then glanced again, seeing his wife's arms, much more tender.

Did not hold back for a moment, reached out and touched.

Suddenly, the original loose impression was replaced by the tight touch in his hand, which made him can't help but make a strange "puppet". The body seemed to be touched. Perhaps alcohol had played a role, and it had a long-lost sexuality. In that hand, he climbed the already crooked mountain peak.

"I fell asleep after watching it ... what happened?" Suddenly I was struck by my chest ~ www.readwn.com ~ Mrs. Was a little surprised. Today I don't have to pay taxes every day.

"It's nothing." Gherta said nothing, but her body didn't stop, she directly pressed her wife.

Although it was strange, the wife did not push her husband away, but threw away the thick paper in hand, and began to respond to the active scene of Galta's initiative. As the years passed, it was almost rare to see it.

A few minutes later.

Everything comes to peace.

Gherta rolled over and lay on the bed. She was so tired that she gasped, and fell asleep. Beside him, the lady breathed a long breath, covered her husband with a quilt, and then took advantage of the restless waves to persuade herself for a while to resolve the sorrows and worries.

After calming down, she touched her tightening skin, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "You must have fresh flower soap in the bathroom."

Twist and blow out the candles.

She also covered her quilt and fell asleep.