The designer of the Imperial Tomb, my grandfather, must be a loyal fan of mystery novels, and the most unfortunate thing is that when I was a child, I also watched the adventure Little Tigers, and this set of games is a thief.

We entered the door, and the inside was quite clean, except for a little more dust. The room is lit by a flashlight, with a bookcase full of books against the wall, and a sofa and a bed on the ground. The sofa is a real modern sofa, and it feels like the texture is cowhide, very large and bulging. The bed was a lazy bed, which was very comfortable at first glance, big and soft.

This designer is not a modern person, but he has a ghost. Yu Shiyi took a flashlight to the bookshelf to check, almost all of them were market novels, nothing particularly surprising, and opened a few books casually, all of them were very normal book contents.

I looked at Yu Shiyi in disappointment, Yu Shiyi was silent for a night and finally broke out: "I wore this product by myself and didn't leave an explanation for us?"

What about being angels who cross the realm together?

Yu Shiyi gritted his teeth and said, "Since this person can build an imperial mausoleum to lock himself up, there must be something that can only be done by hiding from people." There's nothing in this house to hide from the ancient people, so there's definitely a place we haven't found a place yet. ”

Since Yu Shiyi didn't give up, we searched for other places in the room, including but not limited to behind the bookshelves, in the middle of the books, under the bookshelves, and in the cracks of the sofas...... Sure enough, there was still nothing, and the cleanliness was incredible. It's not good for us to stay here all the time without harvest, one is that it's dark and unsafe, and the other is really hot. I wondered why my grandfather (the previous emperor was the father of the emperor's brother's father, so it was my grandfather) couldn't think so much about it, and had to build the mausoleum in the city of fire?

We walked out quickly, relocked the door, and walked to the inn after leaving the Imperial Tomb, all a little depressed. I finally found WIFI, but unfortunately I can't access the Internet now, and I know the advanced experience of my predecessors who successfully crossed home, but I can't refer to it. Is there anything more depressing than that?

When we arrived at the room, the shopkeeper saw that we were coming back and said, "Guest officer, the bath water is boiled in the house, do you want bubbles?"

It's so much fun to be able to take a shower, and I haven't had a thorough shower since I set off. I rushed back to my room, and I saw a very large wooden barrel in the middle of the room, and the water vapor was steaming on it, and I was itching to see it.

The shopkeeper added without a glance: "This is a husband and wife bucket, the two guest officers can wash it together!" After speaking, he winked at Yu Shiyi, withdrew and cautiously closed the door.

I was embarrassed, but Yu Shiyi smiled with an indecent face: "Lady, let's take a bath together?"

At this time, we must not be cowardly. I dragged my outer clothes, leaving only my underwear and jumped in front of Yu Shiyi. I pondered it like this: The underwear I am wearing now is equivalent to modern short-sleeved and shorts, and it's okay to wear it out of the house, Yun Mei'er is a little kid whose breasts have not begun to develop, what are you afraid of wearing so conservatively?

The idea is good, but I really underestimated the shamelessness of Yu Shiyi. He started undressing on the spot, and I started to boil after he took off the last of his shirt to reveal his strong chest muscles. He finally took off his whole body, leaving only a pair of underwear, and jumped in with a very happy plop.

The barrel was so big, Yu Shiyi was in front of me, naked, and I couldn't see his expression clearly through the moisture, but I knew that my face was definitely red, so red.

Yu Shiyi leaned over lightly and said next to my ear, "Can I help you wash your hair?" My mother was the only one who helped me wash my hair in my last life. Yu Shiyi gently picked up my hair, gently wet it with soap, slightly lathered on my hair, and then gently rubbed it against my scalp. The strength is very good, it reminds me of a hairdresser I liked very much in my last life, and when I wash my hair, I always have a free five-minute massage, and the massage is very comfortable. I'm about to fall asleep with a little blur of this press and press, and my eyelids are fighting desperately.

When I felt that half of my body had been ripped away by Zhou Gong, Yu Shiyi gently lowered his head and kissed my lips, and I exploded: "What are you doing?" Yu Shiyi's face was straightforward: "I've been a shampoo brother for you for so long, don't you pay too much?"

I want to be satisfied, very satisfied, but can you not talk to me by pulling my hair now, it hurts me to death.

After taking a shower, Yu Shiyi and I dried our bodies and changed our clothes, looking like we were people again. In the room that was oozing with a hint of coolness, I rolled into bed with Yu Shiyi, I was sleepy and couldn't hold on, dozing in his arms, but Yu Shiyi was thinking about things with his arms on his pillow. I didn't ask him what he thought, and I didn't explain his lethargy, so the old husband and wife embraced each other and slept together.