Xie Tianwu is extremely physically demanding, and because it is dancing in the afternoon when the sun is hot, so after a dance, Yan Yao is like a washed person, paralyzed on the drum, and he doesn't even want to move his fingers again. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wrapped tightly in the nine hot days without the slightest hint of sweat, a pair of eyes bent to the side of Yan Yao's face, and asked, "Are you dead?" ”

Yan Yao closed his eyes and didn't even bother to hum.

"Really dead?"

Zang Jiu stretched out his fingers and stabbed Yan Yao's flushed face, rubbed Yan Yao with sweat and disgust, she didn't want to get more, she was about to twist Yan Yao hard, a pair of big hands suddenly stretched out, Luo Chihua hugged the drenched Yan Yao expressionlessly, turned around and slowly walked into the hospital.

Zangjiu's gaze suddenly froze, and his heart immediately sank.

Luo Chihua has a serious cleanliness habit, no one knows this matter better than her, he doesn't like people to get close, hates odors, and especially hates the sweat of people around him, but today, he hugged Yan Yao, who was sweating and heavily clothed, although Yan Yao didn't have a bad smell, but that shouldn't be what Luo Chihua would do!

He's not really moved, is he?

Zang Jiu returned to the courtyard with a heavy heart, and saw Zang Qi carrying two large buckets of water and walking towards the house.

There are nine secret guards in Tibet, eight of them are men, and only one woman is Tibetan, and only she covers her face all day long, just because Luo Chihua hates bewitching appearances.

He firmly believes that each other is born from the heart, and believes that the demon of life must be deceitful in his heart.

If it weren't for the fact that he was too possessive, and the things he fancied couldn't be touched by other men, she would still be living hard in the dark pavilion.

Zang Jiu felt that her heart was indeed insidious and cunning, she had been planning and assassinating since she was a child, and she grew up in a place where she could not see the light since she was a child, how could she not be dark and cunning.

Only now she feels that it is not quite true.

Yan Yao has not yet grown up, but it is faintly foreseeable that the future appearance will be magnificent, which is very different from the Bingqing Yujie that Luo Chihua has always liked.

Maybe the darker the psychology, the more people want to have a pure and beautiful other half, Luo Chihua may be like this, but she, not.

Zang Jiu stood under the window, hearing the gentle sound of water in the house, and hearing the man's low questioning voice.

Luo Chihua said: "Do you need to call Zang Jiu to come in and help?" ”

Then Yan Yao replied in a lazy voice: "That's not necessary, I'll get wet all the clothes you dance and dance, won't Your Highness give me a change of clothes?" ”

Yan Yao's voice was glutinous and soft, it sounded more like a woman's whisper after being happy, she was in the same room with a man, taking a bath calmly, and asking people for clothes, this should be spread, even if it is separated from the inner and outer rooms, even if nothing happens, her name will no longer exist.

Her voice was so open, natural and unguarded, Zang Jiu sighed deeply in his heart, I am afraid that what Luo Chihua likes is her pure heart that is different from ordinary people, perhaps, that is more important than appearance?

Zangjiu's thoughts were flying, but he didn't know Yan Yao's sorrow.

Where did she voluntarily and calmly bathe in front of a notorious man, she was thrown into the tub of the inner room by Luo Chihua, and then he said, "Do you wash it yourself or will I wash it for you?" ”

Of course she has to choose to wash it herself!

Then she put on her clothes and took a shower, what tired, tired, and frightened the moment she was picked up by Luo Chihua.

She took a bath, feeling very scared in her heart, but not as scared as she imagined.

If Luo Chihua really likes young boys and girls as rumored, there is a chance to take her body, even if he breaks into the Houfu to take it, it is easy.

Houfu is an empty shell, and the best guards are sent to the main courtyard and Yanshu's Mingyue Tower, and other places are probably just a façade.

Luo Chihua is indeed a very powerful prince, and there are countless capable people under him, in addition to Zangjiu, she has just seen a man, who is only about twenty years old, carrying two large buckets of water, walking lightly as if he is about to fly, and the breath on his body makes her cold hair stand on end.

She was sighing when Luo Chihua suddenly walked in with a stack of clothes.

Yan Yao subconsciously protected his chest with his hands, and his face was full of fright.

Luo Chihua threw his shirt on the shelf on the side of the barrel, stood in front of her with his arms crossed, and snorted coldly: "Are you guarding against me?" ”

Yan Yao's mouth flattened, which was a tacit acquiescence.

If she is really stupid enough to be a righteous gentleman when Luo Chihua strips naked and takes a bath, won't she be looked at now?

"You don't have anything to see at all, don't be sentimental."

Luo Chihua glanced disdainfully at her breast-protecting arm and turned away.

As soon as he left, Yan Yao immediately climbed out of the bathtub, quickly changed into dry clothes, and became more and more stunned, this shirt was actually the one she wore when she first met Luo Chihua, but the clothes were a little more luxurious.

Especially the fog outside, the nine layers were lighter, thinner, softer, and smoother than the one she was originally wearing, and it was even better than what Yan Shu was wearing.

This should be expensive, expensive, right?

I guess the average person can't wear it, right?

Yan Yao thought about it, then took off the fog he had just put on and put it on the shelf, and walked to the outer hall while wiping his hair.

Luo Chihua had changed into a dark dark robe, and was half-leaning on the back of the chair drinking tea, when he saw her, he frowned, and said unhappily: "Go and put it on." ”

He is not a man of many words, and many times he gives orders directly.

Yan Yao paused for a moment, and without saying anything, he turned back to the inner room, covering the fog outside his skirt.

When he came out again, although Luo Chihua had no expression, his eyes lit up slightly.

At that time, the girl's black hair was wet, and the wisps were scattered on the cloud-like clothes, and the girl's charm in the cardamom years was beginning to begin, with thin shoulders and narrow waist and slender legs, the most able to wear the elegant agility of the fog and the purity and beauty.

"From now on, you'll only wear fog."

Luo Chihua didn't ask, just informed.

From the beginning when Yan Yao met him, he felt that he was a person who could not bargain, so he either did what he said or did not do it, but the consequences of not doing it could be eight points and his life could be lost.

She is not Yan Shu, she doesn't have such an eight-sided exquisite means to coax a man to turn around, she was almost stupid in her previous life, and she woke up in this life, but she won't suddenly become such a smart and beautiful person, she just woke up.

When you wake up, you know what you can't do, and when you wake up, you know who you really are.

For Luo Chihua, she won't say much when she should be obedient, and she will be willful when she should be willful, and she can't do it to deliberately flatter her.

Yan Yao bowed down and said with a smile: "If the fog given by His Royal Highness is as good as today, Yan Yao is willing to dress swaggering every day, if he causes any trouble, I hope His Highness will not stand idly by,"