"Presumptuous!" Hou Cong posed as a general and a boss, "Is this the attitude of the lower to the top?" ”

"Your face is red." Bai Yi said.

Hou Cong did not show weakness, "Don't change the topic." Let me ask you, Yuwen Baiyi, is this a bottom-to-top attitude? Although the tone was dignified, the words that were repeated were powerless. The white clothes no longer looked at him, although he did hide in the shadow of the lamp. She began to draw on the paper by herself, but her mouth was not idle: "The way of master and apprentice lies in learning." I just asked the eldest prince, it was originally just a skill in making a puppet, what does it have to do with what kind of subordinate attitude? ”

Hou Cong remembered that since he first met when he was 14 years old, he had pondered this girl thousands of times, but if it was to get along privately and closely, it was the first time now. She's not quite the same as she looks.

At this time, Bai Yi seemed to be halfway through the painting, he looked at it, and then looked at Hou Cong, "Master, did you paint me back then, was I wearing clothes or not?" ”

Hou Cong made up his mind not to answer, first look at her "paintings", criticize and suppress them. As a result, she drew a fist-sized human head on paper, with only a few lines, as ugly as a child's graffiti.

"How can this be my head?" Hou Cong felt heartache, "Moreover, you haven't learned how to draw?" Can't even draw a look? ”

"No, it won't." The white clothes are straightforward.

Hou Cong calculated, if she was taught to learn to draw from scratch and copy the score, then I am afraid she would have to lay a foundation for a year first. By then—yes, she was probably dead by then. Thinking of this, Hou Cong dissipated half of his anger, and spontaneously felt a sense of sympathy and guilt for her, although he immediately used reason to drive this sympathy and guilt away.

He approached her again, his tone a little more patient, "In this way, I'll draw the design for you first, and you'll be in charge of deciding how I want to draw it, okay, I'll draw what you have in mind, okay?" Tell me the size first. We'll think you painted it. ”

She silently handed the pen to him, as if she was very unwilling, but she was not crazy in the end, and understood that what Hou Cong said was right, "Then I want one as big as Xiao Baiyi." What size do you need to be for your head? ”

"It's nonsense again," he said to his grandfather again, almost trying to knock her on the forehead, "I'm taller than you, and a little me is naturally bigger than a little white." ”

She shook her head and refused with a face full of refusal, "The little white clothes are just right and comfortable to hug up, and if you are a little older, I am afraid that you will be tired." ”

He compromised, "Well, it's an inch higher." ”

"Half an inch." She said. The two of them bargained back and forth, and finally set the height, and then he calculated the size of each part to show her, the head, the upper circumference, the lower circumference, the waist, the arms and legs. She bent down against the table, her cheeks cupped, and listened attentively. It was Hou Cong who yawned first, knowing that it was not too early, so he asked her to choose the materials.

"I want white wood, I want golden shafts, I want silver threads."

Hou Cong smiled helplessly, the taste of white clothes is a mystery, this is obviously the style that children like. But if you think about it carefully, it is not ugly, he agreed, and took her to write the sizes and parts on a small piece of paper, and made a mark on the material.

"Find another free space, and I'll teach you how to do it. Let's start with carpentry. Hou Cong, as a master, began to gear up regardless of the difficulties.

"Alas," Bai Yi sighed, not giving face at all, not false at all, "I think it's mostly you who do it, I'll come and see." But I'll do a little bit of it. ”

Did she watch him do? - Never before, except for when his father Hou Chong took him here, he was alone in the tool room. It's not bad to think about, though. He nodded, agreed, and floated out of the gate with the white clothes, the referees stood up in a panic, yawning for a long time, and even Changkong had no nonsense, quietly followed Hou Cong and Bai Yi, and returned to the side courtyard where Hou Cong lived. The moonlight in a courtyard illuminates the plants more quietly and fragrantly, and the fragrance penetrates people's hearts.

Hou Cong thought that the day was over, walked into the hall, slowly returned to the bedroom, and suddenly felt a chill behind him. "Where's the white clothes?" He clenched his fists and looked around, feeling the shadow of the dead girl pulling out the rope and striking in all directions. Cold sweat broke out on his back, and when he heard the noise, he rushed out of the door curtain, but it startled Qing Song, who had prepared two large bath tubs, and Bai Yi hadn't left just now, watching Qing Song do things, her biggest hobby.

Qingpine adjusted the water temperature, put in cypress leaves and camellia petals, and watched the master come out, fierce and evil, not knowing what he had done wrong. Hou Cong retracted his fighting posture, but heard Bai Yi command: "Little brother, go out and tell you to come in again." ”

"What?"

"Whatever, the eldest prince will say these two words. The rules were set by the emperor. Shouldn't we wash together? and no one shall be by. It stands to reason that it shouldn't be green pines that do this. Didn't I get it for you, you got it for me? ”

"Hmph, bluff."

"Don't take your own heart and spend your belly in white, is the eldest prince ready to bathe? Do you have to give up? Bai Yi said, untying his belt. Her cotton skirt fluttered to the ground.

"You think I'm afraid of you? How about we start a challenge within a challenge? Do you dare? ”

Hou Cong said as he made up his mind and took a step in the direction of the bathtub.

"I'd like to hear about it, I'll win anyway." Bai Yi always remembers the fighting spirit that his brother taught him to "provoke Hou Cong".

Hou Cong seemed to feel that the victory was in his hands, "Puppet challenge - see who blinks first, whoever loses, and whoever cleans up the bathwater!" ”

Bai Yi tilted his head like a little beast again, thinking about it, "If we take off our clothes in a hurry, I'm afraid it will inevitably bow our heads, so there is also an opportunity to blink." ”

Hou Cong was smart and didn't realize that the woman in front of him was in battlefield mode, and he used his brother's arch fire mode perfectly, "One person watchs, one person takes off." Okay, right? I'll come first! ”

"Don't deliberately slow down." Bai Yi added.

This damn girl really doesn't leak. blocked the way that Hou Cong had just come up with. Hou Cong felt that his scalp was hard, so he agreed to come down, brushed a few times, and took off his coat as if he was practicing. Bai Yi also snapped three times and slapped his palms.

"It's beautiful." She said. I don't know if she means that the action of undressing is handsome, or if Hou Cong is good-looking. Hou Cong was ready to fight, staring at her eyes to see if she blinked, and then took off his middle coat. In this way, there was only one layer left, and his heart was crossed, and he ripped it all down, and in his hot head, he forgot to see if she blinked, and quickly jumped into the bathtub.

"What about you, it's your turn, you come." Hou Cong wiped a handful of water on her face, and saw that she dragged her coat down, and only the middle coat remained, which was lotus and lotus-colored, exuding a gentle light. She lowered her head to find Luo Dai's solution, Hou Cong turned around and turned his back to her: "I lost, but I didn't give up the killing, I gave up the puppet challenge." You have to tell people about the results. ”

She didn't answer, listening to the footsteps seemed to come over, the voice turned out to be a little dependent and helpless, which can be regarded as soft and delicate, "Give me the eldest prince's hand." ”

She said. He couldn't think about what was wrong, so he stretched out his left hand to the side, which she grabbed and placed on his waist. "I can't untie this belt."

Hou Cong scolded the six unknown nurses of the Yuwen family a hundred times in his heart, and scolded Changkong fifty times, and sent out the kung fu of "closing his eyes and disassembling weapons", groping and groping, and finally heard a soft "ah" from Bai Yi, knowing that it had been unraveled.

Then, like a small snake, a rope tied his arm.

"Oh no, she did it. This vicious femme fatale! Hou Cong also used a yin trick in a hurry, although the white-clothed martial arts were strong, his strength was not as great as his own, which was also one of the reasons why he chose to kill in the first place. He desperately pulled his half-tied arm back to the tub, and his white clothes were not in the suit, so he had to let go if he wanted not to be dragged into the hot water.

Her rope fell into Hou Cong's hands.

"Eldest Prince, however, my Luo Belt really needs your help to untie it."

This time, she sounded more sincere.

Is it so cheeky? Hou Cong recalled that all day today, she should not have a second rope in her hand, so she had to reach out again to help her.

"Ahh She added. Maybe this time it's really unraveled.

Then, there was another rustling sound, and then she entered the water. Hou Cong turned his face and saw her untie her long hair in the mist. He looked away and saw her clothes scattered all over the ground.