C7 Anemone

Although the weather outside was very hot, but the air conditioning system was open 24 hours a day, which made Ye Feng, who spent almost every day sleeping on the interstellar battleship, very satisfied. Although Ye Feng couldn't move, but his mind was very flexible. Seeing Song Xue and Song Ying preparing to change into their underwear, Ye Feng guessed: "Are the two beauties going to take a bath?"

Sure enough, Song Xue first made a phone call and asked for a serving of take-out food before going with Song Ying to the bathroom. The mayor's bathroom was naturally decorated in an extremely luxurious manner, so Song Ying very naturally took off the clothes on her body. The pair of beautiful eyes that were like black grapes were like a pool of sparkling spring water. They were crystal clear and transparent, looking very lovely and moving. Her delicate, oval shaped face, bright red cherry red lips, a beautiful, delicate, jade-like nose, and beautiful, perky chin made her seem gentle and charming. "In the gentle light of the room, she looked like a fairy from a jade pond who had descended from the sky, beautiful beyond compare, beautiful beyond compare.

Song Ying opened his bra and a pair of plump Jade Maiden Peak breasts popped out.

Stepping into the bath with the proper temperature, Song Ying comfortably laid down, and dubiously looked at Song Xue as she undressed.

Song Xue shook her head and smiled, "Little Ying, why are you looking at me?"

"Sister, your body is still as beautiful as ever," said Song Ying in a very admiring voice.

Song Xue smiled indifferently. "Little Ying, I'm already thirty years old. I'm an old woman …"

Song Ying looked at his elder sister's beautiful body and said seriously, "Who said you're an old woman!? Elder sister is younger and prettier than me!" Song Ying did not intentionally flatter Song Xuantang. Song Xue was indeed mature, beautiful, elegant and dignified. She was known as the number one beauty in the country, the mayor. Especially since she insisted on running in the morning and doing yoga at night, and for so many years, her face was also extremely beautiful. It was the kind of face that was perfect for a person. Like Song Ying, she had a pair of beautiful, dark eyes that were filled with spirit energy. Her long eyelashes and blinking eyes were filled with a myriad of charm that captivated one's soul. Her long black hair was neatly tied up, making her look both mature and beautiful, as well as dignified and dignified. Along with her noble and condescending temperament, which had been raised up all year round, she really did look so touching, but she didn't dare to have any profane thoughts in her heart …

Song Xue was wearing a dark blue lady's shirt and a grey pleated skirt. Her exquisite and plump body was tightly wrapped inside, making her look extremely beautiful. Her fat butt, and her exposed snow-white skin, didn't even look like a middle-aged woman in her forties. The skirt that reached almost 20 centimeters above her knees, wrapped around her plump and beautiful back, it was full of the beauty of a woman's curves. That mature and curvy beauty made every man's heart beat even faster.

Beneath her round and perky butt were a pair of snow-white, slender and flawless legs. On her perfectly round and enchanting legs, she wore high-grade, flesh-colored stockings that were as thin as silk wings, even to the point that the line of her calves was as smooth and symmetrical as silk satin. Song Xue took off her administrative uniform and underwear. Soon, a beautiful, flawless body that was as white as a jade was revealed. Her body had a beautiful curve, her skin was delicate and white, her face was rosy in white, her face, nose, smile, and expression were all filled with a mature and enchanting charm. It could be said that she was truly charming and graceful, but what was especially fascinating was her mature and charming charm.

She lifted her foot and stepped into the clear pool. Lying beside Song Ying, her two beautiful naked bodies looked exactly the same.

Under the gentle light of the bathroom, Song Xue gathered a handful of her wet hair. Her loose hair was as soft and beautiful as fine black satin.

The elegant, refined, yet alluring, jade appearance, the beautiful, soft, crystal, and smooth jade neck, the white, exquisite, smooth, and creamy peaks under the round, fragrant shoulders, the fresh, tender, and firm two cherries on the jade breasts; the smooth belly without any excess fat, the bottomless abyss that made one's blood boil, the seductive, and the fragrant grass between their legs that was faintly discernible under the water, exuded a sort of mysteriousness that further increased the enticing allure of the human heart.

"Big sister, do you think Feng will wake up?"

Song Xue thought for a moment and said: "Definitely, at that time, Xiao Feng was already dead. You also know that after being stabbed in the heart, the chances of him surviving are very small. However, under my painful cries, he managed to hold on. The doctors said that it was a miracle, so Xiao Feng will definitely wake up. He is just tired … "

Song Ying agreed as he pressed his cheek against Song Xue's chest like a child, "Mom, I don't want to lose Little Brother Feng."

Song Xue's parents were all top secret agents who had hidden themselves abroad. The year Song Ying was born, he had met with the theft of the secret documents from the Godly Wind No.6 nuclear bomb, and his parents had given up their precious lives to retrieve the precious information about the Godly Wind No.6 nuclear bomb.

The three sisters relied on each other for survival. Because they were cared for by the government and the old head, when the three of them grew up, they entered the military, the political and the police respectively.

Song Yun had worked as a super secret agent for a while at the National Security Agency, then transferred to the army and was often away. It was always Song Xue who took care of Song Ying who was ten years younger than her.

Song Ying, who had always lacked a mother's love, had secretly taken his elder sister, who had always doted on him, as his mother.