Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 1227: The Story of Ling and Heng (490)

Even though she had not soak in the hot spring, the temperature was still hot. The white mist surrounding her made the man's movements even more ambiguous.

Feng Ling looked at the empty pondl. "What pond is this?"

Li Nanheng glanced at the stone carvings outside and said, "These so-called hot springs are mostly the same. Unless it is a hotel where the spring is located, they are basically just playing the role of hot springs. The water is filled with various colors and smells. They are not as clean as this ordinary hot spring."

Feng Ling didn't know much about it, but when she heard him say that this pond was clean and there was indeed a spring in it, she guessed that it was because this place was the closest to the mountain range and was too far away. Besides, no one would specially come to soak in a normal hot pool. No wonder there weren't many people here. She nodded, gently pushed him away, turned around, and walked in. She stood by the pool and looked down. Then she stretched her feet and gently tested the water. It was slightly hot, but not too hot.

The water here was about 42 degrees Celsius. Li Nanheng saw the temperature outside and walked over. Seeing that she was standing by the side to test the water, he did not say anything but directly untied the towel on his body and went in.

The moment the man untied the towel and went into the water in his black swimming trunks, Feng Ling's gaze immediately paused on him. Li Nanheng didn't show any shyness. Obviously, it was a rare opportunity for her to admire his perfect figure. He even smiled at her.

Feng Ling: "… "

What was he laughing at?

Crazy.

She wanted to ask him if he didn't feel hot sitting in the hot water?

She turned back to check the temperature. After confirming that it was 42 degrees Celsius, she approached Li Nanheng and touched the temperature of the water beside him. She then looked at him and asked, "It's not hot?"

"It's not hot," Li Nanheng responded.

She looked at his body in the water and felt that he was really comfortable.

Just after she finally decided to go in, the man suddenly reached out his arm toward her and grabbed her waist, pulling her down along with the towel.

With a splash, Feng Ling fell into the water.

She rushed out of the water, wiped the water with her hand, and said angrily while surrounded by a white mist, "Li Nanheng, you… what are you doing… cough…"

The man saw her struggling in the hot water with flushed cheeks. He wanted to tease her, but in the end, he could not resist reaching out to hold the woman who was still struggling in the water. He bent down and kissed her hard on the lips.

Through the steam, Feng Ling looked at his face and his eyes. She felt as though she was about to be sucked into his gaze. She was about to kick him, but in the end, she softened in the hot water.

When it came to love, it was like a flame that had been poured with boiling oil. The water could not extinguish it, and the heat waves surged, turning everything into ashes.

Their tongues and lips intertwined. The two of them tried their best to absorb each other's breath, but it was as though there was a curtain separating them. They felt that it was not enough, no matter what.

Li Nanheng helped Feng Ling up in the spring. Only then did she notice that when she stood up, the spring water did not pass through her ribs. He pushed her against the side of the wet and hard spring, kissing her passionately while tugging at the towel on her body. Earlier, she had also wrapped a towel around her swimsuit, but before she could get into the water, he suddenly pulled her down. The towel wrapped around her body was wet.

This was indeed the largest spring connected to this hotel. Unlike the hot pools with various perfumes, the water in the spring was clean and hot. The temperature was slightly hot, but it was also the healthiest and most comfortable temperature. The water that occasionally came out of the spring was slightly turbulent. It splashed on the stone wall by the side, stirring up small droplets of water. Due to the sound of the water flowing nothing else could be heard.

Feng Ling was pressed against the stone wall by the spring and kissed. Her bathrobe had long been tossed aside. Although the new swimsuit she had just bought was very conservative, it still revealed a large part of her back. Seeing that the fabric on her chest was connected, the man simply rubbed her smooth back.

"You… don't…"

Being kissed to such an extent in a hot spring hotel where other people could pass by at any time made Feng Ling ashamed and even more sensitive.

She panted under Li Nanheng's comfort. All of a sudden, she felt the man lowering his head to bite off the straps of her swimsuit. She immediately called out to stop him, but before she could do so, the man had already lowered his head even more… kissing her…

In an instant, her whole body was tense, and even her toes that were submerged under the water curled up. Her usually dignified face in front of those newbies was gradually becoming muddled because of this emotional wave. The struggle between indulgence and rationality was so seductive that it drove people mad.

"Li-Li Nanheng…" Her voice was hoarse. Because of the man's kiss, her eyes were half-opened and she could not help but gasp.

"What did you call me?" The man took the time to raise his head and kiss her lips comfortingly, asking in a low, threatening voice.

Feng Ling: "… "

"Call me hubby."

"… "

The mist covered everything.

Seeing that she was still trying to maintain her rationality and shyness, Li Nanheng turned her over. She could instantly feel that Li Nanheng was pressing close to her underwater. Her face was pressed against the stone wall. It was slightly cold, but her body was too hot in the hot spring. This made the man behind her even hotter. She trembled because of the overwhelming passion, and her eyes became unfocused.

Even so, Feng Ling was so stimulated that she almost burst into tears.

The person who was in the water with him was Feng Ling. This was something Li Nanheng could never tolerate. He leaned on her and looked at the surface of the water, but his movements under the hot spring were threatening. In a daze, Feng Ling heard the man ask, "What did you call me?"

"Hub-Boss…"

"En?"

"Hub…" The voice of the woman pressed against the stone wall was moist and hoarse, and her eyes were red.