C222 Congealed fat like jade

Wealth and Hou Jiayu sat in the bath barrel once again. Hou Jiayu's rosy red face was as beautiful as a peony.

Wealth did not care for him, he did not care whether he washed or not. He merely washed Hou Jiayu's body from head to toe, and while he was washing his hands, he was multitasking. He did not idle around, and once again had a good taste of the profoundness of a woman's body