Wang Jiulang rinsed his body with clean water, wiped the water stains with a clean soft cloth, and then reached out to get his clothes.

Later, he had to massage his legs with acupuncture, and he had to take off his clothes when he was too neat, so he put on the soft robe he had taken off before.

This soft robe was originally a pajama, with no buttons on the top and bottom of the body, only a thin strap around the waist.

Thinking of her demented eyes, Wang Jiulang smiled, took off his soft robe, and took another piece of clothing with buttons to put on.

After a toss in the bathroom just now, Gu Chongyang was tired, hot and hungry, and when he saw a few plates of snacks on the table, three pieces of red and green watermelons, he couldn't help but smile and eat the watermelon.

Jiulang is curing the disease, and he has given up all raw and cold things, but he does not forget to prepare something for her to eat every day.

There are also snacks on the table, each of which is so exquisite, not only made by the imperial court meal, but also well-known snacks from the north and south. As long as she eats a few more pieces of one of them, there will be an extra plate of that kind of dim sum the next day, and she will take it home and eat it slowly. For the next few days, she had that snack every day until she got tired of it.

In the two lifetimes combined, she has treated a lot of patients, but it is the first time she has encountered a patient like Jiurou who treats a doctor.

Gu Chongyang took another big bite of watermelon, it was cold and sweet, it could be sweet to her heart.

When Wang Jiulang came out, he saw the little girl sitting on the small incense stool eating sweetly, he didn't speak, but silently walked to the cool floor opposite her and sat down and waited.

As the saying goes, half the size of the child, eat the poor old man. The little girl who is growing up has a particularly good appetite.

When she wasn't very hungry, she would drink a cup of tea, eat two pieces of pastry, and two small fruits. If she was hungry, she would eat four pieces of pastry, three small fruits, a cup of tea or a cup of milk, and sometimes she would put a nest of silk candy in her mouth, and give him a massage while holding the sugar. If she comes across a snack she likes, she will eat it extra sweet, her mouth will be a little more upturned, and her dimples will be a little deeper.

What an easy to satisfy child!

She was very engaged when she ate, as if there was nothing more important than eating, but if he stared at her, she frowned slightly and ate less.

didn't want to disturb her, Wang Jiulang took the book and flipped through it casually, but his eyes fell on her involuntarily.

A teenage girl's body is like a wicker that plucks in spring, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the same every day.

She wore an apricot yellow shirt, a peach-colored half-arm skirt, and a skirt with a blue sky.

The weather was hot, and most of her clothes were soft and thin cicada wing yarn or soft smoke, and the moisture and sweat in the bathroom wet her clothes, which were now clinging tightly to her body, and the already mature and attractive bulge was even more obvious at this moment.

Especially under the wrapping of the belly pocket embroidered with peony flowers in rouge, it becomes more and more concave and convex, undulating.

Gu Chongyang suddenly raised his head and looked at Jiulang, only to see that he was flipping through the book with a serious face.

She took the almond juice and drank it, just after two sips, she felt that something was wrong, and raised her head to look left and right, only to see the silence of the room, and no one else, so she couldn't help frowning slightly.

It's weird, it always feels like someone is watching her!

But except for Jiulang, there is no one else.

She didn't believe that Jiurou would spy on her, but she didn't believe that anyone would dare to break in.

She lowered her head, took a small sip of almond milk, and deliberately chirped, looking extra engaged, and her eyes fell on her again.

This time, she was almost certain that it was Wang Jiulang.

She lowered her eyelids and continued to drink, but suddenly looked up and looked straight at the man on the cold floor.

She was caught off guard and saw that Wang Jiulang was caught, his breathing paused, and he turned his face away uncomfortably.

Zhengchou didn't know how to explain, but the little girl's delicate and crisp inquiry came from his ears: "Does Jiulang want to drink almond milk?" ”

Wang Jiulang clenched one hand into a fist, put it to his lips and coughed lightly: "Well, I feel a little dry mouth." ”

Almond juice was a favorite drink of the woman and the little girl's family, and Kurou must have rarely drunk these things. These days, because of the treatment of diseases, many things can't be eaten, but she sits in front of Jiulang and eats and drinks, Jiulang must be hungry.

Gu Chongyang couldn't help laughing: "Almonds are bitter and warm to the lungs, they are slightly toxic, and they can't be taken for a long time, but it's okay to eat them once in a while." ”

As she spoke, she poured a cup of almond dew, stood up, and held it to Wang Jiulang.

Holding the almond syrup, she lifted her arm forward slightly, and the bulge was even more conspicuous. Especially now, she was standing in front of him, her rouge belly pocket, and the royal blue peony flowers were even clearer.

Wang Jiulang's throat rolled, took the small pastel cup in her hand, as if he was really thirsty, and drank the almond syrup.

Gu Chongyang took the empty lamp and said, "Jiulang, lie down." ”

She turned to put the empty lamp back on the table, and bent down to move the low stool under the table.

Wang Jiulang's gaze has been following her, and he can naturally see the good scenery when she bends over.

The slender legs, the slender waist and the beautiful place can be said to be presented in front of him at a glance.

No matter how calm he is, he can't resist it at the moment.

It seemed to be hotter in the room, and he regretted wearing this thick, buttoned garment.

Gu Chongyang turned around and saw that Wang Jiulang was still sitting there and did not lie down, she couldn't help but wonder, she put the low stool in front of Liang Collapse and sat down by herself, Fang reminded: "Jiulang, it's time for us to start." ”

Wang Jiulang suddenly said, "You stand behind the screen." ”

Hey?

Gu Chongyang's eyes widened and he looked at him inexplicably.

Big eyes are wet, like an innocent little pet.

Wang Jiulang couldn't stand such an eye attack the most.

He shook his head helplessly, slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile like a breeze, and then said gently: "Good, go behind the screen." ”

Gu Chongyang's face turned red suddenly.

Jiu Lang looked at her so intently, talking to her in a voice that was gentle enough to drown people, Gu Chongyang felt that his heart was beating suddenly, his head was dizzy, and the whole person was like falling into the clouds, soft, more like someone had cast a spell and didn't listen to him, so he could only listen to him obediently, and got up behind the screen.

Gu Chongyang was a little dumbfounded!

There's nothing here, and some of them are the same as usual.

Behind the screen was the bucket where Jiurou had soaked the medicine just now, as well as a few buckets of water. Because of the hot weather, the temperature of the water has not completely dissipated, and the screen side is much hotter than the bright and spacious Ming Hall.

Don't play tricks like this!

"Kuro." Gu Chongyang lengthened his voice with some dissatisfaction: "There's nothing here." ”

Listening to her soft accusing voice, Wang Jiulang could even imagine her stomping her feet.

He stood up and involuntarily took two steps towards the screen: "Do you see those two buckets of clear water?" Rinse off and change your clothes. ”

Let her take a bath.

Gu Chongyang lowered his head consciously, and found that when he was not very thick, he was all attached to his body at the moment, not to mention the lines of his arms and thighs, and his chest was even more obvious. It's okay where there is a belly pocket, but the skin is looming in the place where there is no belly pocket.

The light on the side of the screen is not so good, she can see it clearly, the windows of the hall are bright and clean, very bright, wouldn't Wang Jiulang see it more clearly?

Gu Chongyang's face suddenly became hot, and the roots of his ears looked like there were two fires burning, and his heart was even more chaotic under the shame.

Now, I can only listen to Jiulang's words, take a bath and change clothes.

When all the clothes were gone, she stood in front of the mirror, looking at the people who looked like white sheep inside, her undulating body, and her face suddenly turned even redder.

Did he be thirsty and want to drink almond syrup just now, or was he ......

Gu Chongyang didn't dare to think deeply, so he hurriedly walked to the bucket and slapped a handful of water with both hands on his hot face.

This bath took a long time.

When she finished washing, she realized that she had no clothes to change.

Just when she was in a hurry, suddenly a few clothes were put on the screen.

The moon-white robe, the azure shirt, and a few pieces of clothing knew at a glance that they were men's.

Is it Kuro's clothes? Jiulang is so tall, isn't she wearing his clothes like singing?

Gu Chongyang reached out and took the clothes down, only to find that the clothes were brand new, and they really didn't grow much longer than her clothes.

She secretly wondered, but put her clothes on her body.

When she went out, Wang Jiulang heard the sound and swept his gaze.

"The length of the clothes is right, but they are more lenient." Gu Chongyang smiled awkwardly and gratefully.

The moon-white robe was indeed a little wide on her body, the most obvious being the neckline, revealing her delicate collarbone.

"Hmm." Wang Jiulang nodded: "It's a matter of urgency, you wear it first." ”

Wang Jiulang saw that she was carrying a bucket in her hand, and there were a few wet clothes in the bucket, and knew that she had washed her clothes just now, so he said, "I'll go and dry the clothes." ”

"I'd better go." Gu Chongyang thought that there was still his belly pocket and dirty pants inside, how dare he let Wang Jiulang do it.

"Anyway, I'm dressed as a boy now, so it's okay to go out."

When she bathed and undressed, her hair was also messy, so for convenience, she put it all together and tied it in a bun on the top of her head.

Fortunately, she was smart, otherwise there would be no excuse to refuse Wang Jiulang now.

Wang Jiulang nodded: "Okay." In his heart, he thought about the bulge that the wide robe couldn't hide, and sighed secretly.

When Gu Chongyang turned around, he put his hand to his lips and made a few sounds like birds calling and warblers, some short and some long, mixed with other bird calls on the Taiyi Lotus Boat, except for being extremely loud, there was nothing special about it.

After hearing this, Ruifeng and the others, who were scattered in other parts of the Taiyi Lotus Boat, left the Taiyi Lotus Boat as quickly as possible.

In this way, no one will see the little girl drying clothes, let alone seeing the women's clothes drying on the Taiyi Lotus Boat.

Wang Jiulang looked at his hand and smiled bitterly, if someone told him three years ago that one day, he would use the contact code for a woman, he probably wouldn't believe it anyway.

It can be seen that people can change, and he Wang Jiulang is no exception, but he is just the same as those ordinary people.

Gu Chongyang came back from drying his clothes, and saw that Wang Jiulang was already lying obediently on the cold floor, rolled up his trousers, and waited for her.

Tuina acupuncture is laborious and time-consuming, and it is a delicate job.

Massage is fine, it doesn't hurt to be heavier and lighter, but if acupuncture pierces the wrong acupuncture points, the patient will be in danger, and the strict ones can even threaten the patient's life.

So when he was doing acupuncture, Gu Chongyang never raised his head, but only focused on the joints of Jiulang's legs.

Wang Jiulang kept looking at her, the little girl's slender jade pinched the needle, pierced it on his leg, and then changed to another acupuncture point, twisted it after tying, and □□ the silver needle when the time came.

When pricking the needle, it should be steady, accurate and fast, and there are requirements for precision and speed and strength, and the slender and slender fingertips are extra forceful and slightly whitish.

Wang Jiulang felt very distressed.

God favored him in the end, and arranged for the little girl to come to his side, like a light in the dark night, illuminating his world.

It's just that it shouldn't be done in this way, she deserves the best treatment, it should be that he holds her and spoils her, not makes her so tired.

Seeing that she was holding her breath and sticking a needle, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, Wang Jiulang took a handkerchief and wiped her forehead.

The little girl who had just bathed washed all the lead, and her skin was like clotted fat, and she was slightly red at the moment, as if she had rouge on the white jade, which was particularly beautiful.

It's not that he hasn't seen a beautiful girl, but it's the first one who attracts his attention like her and makes him unable to control his mind.

Delicate as a spring flower, beautiful as the morning glow, the appearance of pure gold and jade, and the luxury that is pampered and habitually raised.

But in his bones, he is a brave and persistent sunflower, not afraid of the sun, and not discouraged in the face of wind and rain. Be optimistic, have the courage to face the injustice in life, and do not worry, fear, or discourage the troubles that come to you. It's moving.

He wants to spoil her, want to keep her by his side, hold her in the palm of her hand, take care of her, pamper her, and give her the best in the world.

Wang Jiulang's hand holding the book tightened, and he had already made up his mind in his heart.

After most of the hour, Gu Chongyang received the last silver needle, and Wang Jiulang also opened his slightly closed eyes and looked at her intently.

Gu Chongyang put the silver needle in the needle bag and brought it back to disinfect it with hot boiled water.

Another day of treatment is over, and Kuro is one step closer to recovery.

Now Gu Chongyang looks forward to the arrival of a new day every day, and hopes that Jiulang can be like a day every day.

"Jiulang, you have been recovering very well recently......" Gu Chongyang encouraged Wang Jiulang with a smile and stood up, but he didn't expect the clothes on his body to be much wider than the clothes he usually wore, and he stepped on the hem of his clothes without paying attention, and the whole person didn't stand firmly, and rushed forward in a daze.

This pounce was terrible, the whole person fell into Wang Jiulang's arms, not to speak, and his forehead hit Jiulang's chin heavily.

Gu Chongyang's mind couldn't help but go blank.

In front of Jiulang, she actually lost her honor three times and twice, and pounced on Jiulang...... What to do? What to do?

Wang Jiulang's arms were open and he didn't move, seeing that the little girl was delicate, fragrant and soft on him, but the whole person was stunned, and he didn't dare to move, only a pair of eyes full of nervousness, he knew that she was afraid of being frightened.

He sat up, grabbed her shoulders, pushed her up from him, and touched her slightly red forehead: "Did it hurt?" Does it matter? ”

His voice was as soft as the May wind, his eyes were clear, and his face was tinged with concern, without the slightest hint of anger or ridicule.

Gu Chongyang's nervous and helpless heart relaxed suddenly.

Kuro, what a considerate and good person.

Perhaps, this is also the reason why he thinks she is a reckless child rather than a dignified and mature girl.

Gu Chongyang breathed a sigh of relief, but unconsciously felt a slight loss.

"It hurts a little, but it doesn't matter." Gu Chongyang touched his forehead, glanced at Jiulang, and saw that the expression on his face was always faint, and there were no ups and downs, and the feeling of loss was even worse.

She lowered her head and tossed her fingers, and suddenly found that she was still sitting on Jiulang's lap, and her cheeks couldn't help but be hot again.

She slipped off his lap and forced herself to say in shame, "It's getting late, I should go." ”

She picked up the acupuncture bag on the ground and left.

The little girl was shy, her face pretended to be calm, but her big eyes flickered, which made people feel funny. Wang Jiulang smiled slightly, watched her leave, and when she walked to the door and was about to step out of the threshold, Fang said in a steady voice: "Chongyang, you come back, I have something to tell you." ”

Gu Chongyang turned around, slightly puzzled.

Wang Jiulang said: "You change your clothes first, re-dress your makeup, and then we will talk." ”

Gu Chongyang then remembered that she was still wearing men's clothes, she lowered her head in surprise, went to collect her clothes and changed them behind the screen, and combed her hair again.

When she came out, the sunset spread in the house like gold, and Wang Jiulang bathed in the sunset, his eyes shining more and more.

"Kuro." Gu Chongyang folded the men's clothes neatly and held them all the way to Jiulang: "I have worn the clothes, I'll take them back, and I'll send a new set in a few days." ”

Don't know whose clothes it belongs to? The little guy Asher and Ah De are both taller than her, maybe the younger guy, it's really hard for Jiurou to find such a suitable dress in such a short time.

When Wang Jiulang heard her say this, he knew that the little girl had misunderstood. How could he take someone else's clothes for her to wear? Even if it's his own, he hasn't been on it, he feels obscene. Desecrated her.

"This is my previous clothes, you can take them back if you want to, as for sending a new set over......"

He wanted to say that he didn't have to, but the words changed again: "Do you know my current size? ”

It turned out to be Kuro's clothes when he was a child, so no wonder she thought it was strange. Neither brocade nor coarse cloth, but muslin. I just don't know how old he was in clothes, eleven or twelve years old or like her?

Jiurou is so tall, this dress must have been worn when he was eleven or twelve years old, and he has been cherishing it until now, does it mean that he is very precious?

Hearing what he asked, Gu Chongyang was even more surprised: "I'd better wash this clothes and send them over." ”

When I looked up, I saw Wang Jiulang's brows frowning slightly, and his face was a little cold.

Gu Chongyang hurriedly explained: "It's not that I don't want to make clothes for Jiulang, it's that I really can't do my needlework, I haven't even made my own clothes, let alone make clothes for Jiulang, even if I do, I'm afraid I can't wear them." It would be nice if I could embroider a purse. ”

She nervously explained that she was ashamed that she was not good at embroidering, and that it was very cute.

It wasn't that he didn't want to make clothes for him.

Just like a spring breeze blowing across the earth, the condensation between Wang Jiulang's eyebrows dissipated in an instant, leaving only a warm tenderness, and there was still a little appreciation in his eyes: "I really didn't expect you to make a purse, I always thought that your medical skills were so good, you must not have time to do needlework." In that case, you can make me a purse. ”

Jiurou didn't dislike her for not doing a good job of embroidering, and praised her!

The little girl's face instantly lit up, as bright and beautiful as a blooming flower: "Really? Does Kurou really think so? ”

Because what he was going to say next was something very important, Wang Jiulang hoped that the atmosphere would be lighter, so he naturally deliberately made her happy, and he nodded solemnly: "Hmm." ”

"Then I'll make a purse for Kuro." Gu Chongyang happily sat opposite Jiu Lang and put the clothes in his hand on his lap: "What tricks does Jiu Lang like?" It's a green bamboo and a green pine, and the crane is also good, which matches Jiulang's temperament very well. Kuro, which do you think is better? ”

She's very energetic.

Wang Jiulang smiled: "Either one is good." ”

Gu Chongyang pouted: "How can you be so perfunctory?" Although the purse is a small thing, it is necessary to carry it with you every day, and you must choose the pattern you like. If you see a style you don't like every day, your mood will become bad. ”

Speaking of crooked reasoning, the head is the truth!

Wang Jiulang didn't want to entangle with her in this detail, so he made a serious thought and said, "Then choose the crane." ”

"Actually, I like cranes too." Gu Chongyang smiled with crooked eyebrows, proud that he had chosen the same suit as Jiulang.

"The background color of the purse, what color does Jiuro like?"

With the experience just now, Wang Jiulang didn't dare to be perfunctory at will, he said in a firm tone: "Just use the Buddha's head green, as for what line to use, what color to use, it's up to you to make the idea, because I don't know much about that." ”

Seeing that he was seriously discussing with himself, Gu Chongyang was very satisfied, and she took care of it and said, "Since this is the case, then I will give Jiulang an idea." ”

"By the way, Jiulang, you just said that you had something to tell me, what is the matter?"

Finally remembered.

Wang Jiulang suddenly sat up straight, and said with a solemn face: "Chongyang, it will take at least seven months for my illness to heal, right?" ”

"Yes." Gu Chongyang also said seriously: "Even if you are cured after seven months, in the two years after recovery, you need to observe frequently to prevent recurrence at any time." ”

"In other words, we will be facing each other for almost seven months, and you will have to see me often for the next two years."

Seeing her nodding, Wang Jiulang suddenly said, "Your clothes were wet just now, I saw it." ”

Gu Chongyang's heart suddenly sudden, her face was hot, but she was 120,000 surprised in her heart, she grew up and looked at Wang Jiulang with wide eyes.

Wang Jiulang suddenly lowered his head, approached her and met her eyebrows: "Chongyang, such things will always be inevitable in the future, you are a girl, this is unfair to you." Marry me. ”