In the glow of those blazing fireplaces, the temperature in the entire stone house finally rose little by little. The cold feeling was gone, Xiao Yu finally had time, and went over to pour himself a glass of red wine for himself.

In his heart, Xiao Yu was still scolding indignantly:

Damn, for Mao Jin'er's all-day experience, he seems to be acting in those strange Xianxia TV series in his previous life!

It's nothing else.,The only difference from those vulgar plots is that this time,The male protagonist who always seems to be extremely brave in the plot.,At a very early stage,Stop the curtain call early.。 Leave only a piece of chicken feathers, and give yourself a female partner to slowly clean up!

After doing the coolie of carrying people, I have to continue to do extremely sad special care!

Wow wow, this time, what a terrible word!

At the moment, the first priority, in order to avoid catching a cold, is to bake their wet clothes first!

Glancing at the Nangong prince who was in a coma, Xiao Yu gritted his teeth and moved the high-backed chair he was sitting on to the fireplace.

A large cloud of water vapor evaporated and rose.

Looking at the face of Nangong Wangye, who was burned red by the fire, Xiao Yu was a little unbearable.

He took a thick blanket from the stone house, Xiao Yu could only admit it, bowed his head and helped him remove all the wet clothes on his body one by one, wrapped it heavily in the blanket, and continued to roast him by the fireplace.

He sat down on the blanket on one side, and helped him bake the wet clothes he had just changed little by little.

When all the tedious work was done, Xiao Yu finally had time to slowly dry his wet and valuable fur coat, when he was caught off guard, and heard someone next to him complaining loudly:

"Yu'er, can you be a little more selfish? In other words, you are neatly dressed and drying your leather jacket here, just like this, wrapped in a blanket by this king, drying and freezing here? No wonder, they all say, the most ruthless is not a woman's heart! ”

Turning back quietly, Xiao Yu found that the prince of Nangong was wrapped in a thick blanket, and the fragrant shoulders were slightly exposed and the amorous group was sitting on the wooden chair, and the black pupils were full of self-pity and resentment.

Oh, I've been working so hard for so long, but I've become a guilty person?!

Obviously, the prince of Nangong is thinking that his own treatment level is not high!

Rolling his eyes widely, Xiao Yu first handed over the large pile of dried clothes in hand, and then said angrily:

"Oh? The prince can finally speak now? Congratulations. It's just that the prince still remembers, what happened before? ”

"Alas, such dirty clothes, how can this king wear them again!" Nangong Wang Ye said with a disgusted face: "If you want to change your clothes or something, there are too many clothes in this king's ring, where is it rare to have such a dirty set, throw it away." What happened before? This king thinks about it. It's like, the two of us fell into a hot spring pool. Then ......"

Glancing at Xiao Yu, who was not looking good, the prince of Nangong suddenly pursed his lips again.

"What happened? Why don't you say it? Don't have the face to say it, right? Xiao Yu made up a knife with some disgust.

First, he casually put the blanket on his body, and then the prince of Nangong said curtly:

"Well, Yu'er, you don't know, the two of us have been together for so long, in fact, there is a very special reason for this......"