"Young Master, go and rest. Mu Bing walked out from behind the screen and walked towards her.

"Okay, but I still want to ......"

"What? Young Master and Bing'er don't have to be polite, what's the matter, but it's okay to say. He understood her unaccustomed and took the initiative to speak.

"I just want to, I want to take a shower. Her face turned crimson after she finished speaking. She was very embarrassed to tell a man she was meeting for the first time that she wanted to take a shower. But she hadn't cleaned herself for more than half a month, and when she entered the door just now, she saw the big wooden barrel in the corner. Now that she has the conditions, she should pack herself up first. She missed the feeling of "soaking in the soup" very much.

"Okay!" he didn't say much, and got busy with his hands and feet......

"Young master, Bing'er is just outside the door. After preparing a qiē, Mu Bing explained, took the door casually, and exited the door.

Looking at the mist in the bucket, Mu Qingyang removed the crown of his hair, took off all the clothes on his body, and couldn't wait to invade the hot water. But this body was too cold to make her feel the expected warmth at once.

The water vapor slowly steamed on her face, and there was an indescribable comfort. As if enjoying himself, he closed his eyes, raised his head, and gently leaned against the edge of the barrel.

"Whew......" breathed a long sigh of relief. Just now she took a closer look at this body, with thick hair like ink, skin better than snow, and slender limbs. It's just that according to what Mu Bing said just now, she is in the age of bundling her hair, which is probably the fifteenth year old of a man, but it doesn't matter whether it is a man or a woman. She looked down at her chest, this is not the rhythm of development at all! Suddenly she felt pity for "Mu Qingyang", it was like this, and she was still wrapped in that circle of cloth.

Also, her right hand unconsciously stroked her left shoulder. There was a shocking scar there. She carefully brushed the uneven skin, and there was a cramping pain in her heart, as if she could feel the pain of the knife.

Counting the scars on this guy's body, from head to toe, she could see as far as she could. There are no less than a dozen scars of all sizes! Where is this worthy of a woman's body!

Uh! "He" may have never considered himself a woman. Looking at these scars, just like representing the past of "Mu Qingyang", now she fully believes in the "Mu Qingyang" that Brother Luan said before, it seems that "he", the "loyal general", really deserves his name, not in vain.

As a result, she felt that the "burden" on her body was heavier. She would never be as good as "him". Now all she can do is live well, for herself and for "him". thought that her wishful thinking could be played very well, and "pretending to be stupid" and playing "amnesia" could cover up the fact that she was not "him", and came up with a trick to "mix up the pearls". didn't expect "Mu Qingyang" to be more ruthless. "He" is carrying such a big secret, if she wants to live an easy life in the future, I'm afraid it won't be so easy!

"Young Master, are you alright?" her thoughts were interrupted by Mu Bing's soft call. He waited outside the door for almost half an hour, thinking that her current body was a little worried, and hurriedly screamed.

"That's it!" Mu Qingyang felt his body gradually warming, and hugged himself tightly with his hands crossed: "No matter what happened before, I will be you from now on." I'm going to live well for us!" ......

After bathing, the body immediately feels a lot more comfortable. Looking at the clothes that Mu Bing had already prepared by the bed, the corners of her mouth lifted slightly, it felt good to have someone to take care of, it seemed that he was quite careful. In addition to being happy, she stared intently at the strand of white clothes—a breast cloth.

frowned and lowered his eyes. I thought about my current age and looked at the breasts that had not developed for a long time, which simply did not match my age and development. Angry with it, he picked it up and threw it heavily on the ground.

"Come in. After dressing, she greeted Mu Bing outside the door.

Mu Bing heard the young master's voice from inside the house, and then pushed the door in.

Mu Qingyang stood in front of him dressed in white.

He stared straight at her, with a pair of glass-like eyes embedded in his reddish face, long eyelashes, blinking, blinking with a little droplets, flickering like cicada wings. In his eyes, there was no longer the previous "cold as ice", which made him feel strange all of a sudden.

"Ahem!" she looked at him and coughed intentionally.

Mu Bing felt his gaffe, hurriedly lowered his head, and came over to clean up his things. When he saw the pile of strips of cloth that were thrown on the ground, he immediately picked it up and exclaimed, "Young Master, you ......"

"Why all the fuss, I'm not that well developed, I don't need this thing, it's tied up breathlessly!" she patted her chest, and before he could finish speaking, she pushed back a sentence.

Hearing her say that her development was not so good, Mu Bing seemed to be stunned: "Alas......!" sighed, with a complicated expression on his face, and didn't say anything more.

Turn around and walk out of the screen. When he reappeared in front of her, he carried a piece of silver armor in both hands. As soon as she entered the door, she saw a conspicuous position on the side of the door, and she didn't have to think about it, she also knew that this was the battle armor of "Mu Qingyang". But what is this for? Watch him walk towards him.

"What are you going to do?" she stepped back and sat down on the bed, shrinking back.

"The young master must not leave his armor in the army, except for that night, the temperature on the young master's body makes the armor extremely hot, Bing'er is afraid that the young master will be injured again, so he can only remove the armor for you. Mu Bing explained.

"But this is to sleep, not to fight!" "Isn't the armor worn on the battlefield?!" Everyone she saw was wearing ordinary clothes, Xiaohuahua, and so did Brother Luan. Why is she the only one who wants to wear this jingling bell, can she still sleep in such a body?

"Whether you go to the battlefield or not, as long as you are in the army, the young master will definitely be, all the time, the armor will not leave your body!"

"All the time, the armor does not leave the body"?!Mu Qingyang's eyes widened, and he looked at Mu Bing with a calm face in disbelief. It seems that this is a way for "Mu Qingyang" to protect herself, but at all times, she even wears it when she sleeps! She really threw herself to the ground for the five bodies that "he" admired, but at this moment, she wanted to be herself easily, and it was indeed difficult for her to wear this to sleep.

"I don't want to wear it!" she said, rolling into the bed, her tone firm and irrefutable.

Mu Bing looked at the back of him, obviously a familiar person, but it was such a strange feeling, without the former composure, calm, arrogant, and indifferent, but with a little willfulness, brutality, and vexatiousness. originally thought that the young master would have a lot of discomfort with himself, but now it seems that he should be the one who has to adapt.