章節 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."