"Pop through."

The water splashed slightly, and Song Yan stepped on the stairs and stepped into the bathtub.

Feeling the stimulation of hot water to the skin, Song Yan could not help but make a comfortable moan, closed his eyes and put a comfortable posture leaning on the wall of the bathtub.

There was a shredding sound in my ear, followed by two quiet sounds. There were two more people in the bathtub when the water was agitating.

Song Yan opened his eyes and laid his eyes on the two women who were only wearing belly pockets and sweaters, but they became shy.

"General, slaves come to rub your back."...