Soon, everything was ready.

After the little milk bag stripped off by itself, she stood in the bathtub, and then called Chi Shuang behind the screen.

Chi Shuang just glanced at it, and the little milk bag's face was as red as if he had thrown himself into a cauldron and cooked it.

He put his chin on the edge of the bathtub, and his eyes were even clearer and clearer, as if he had put the entire Milky Way into his eyes, and his milky voice was milky, "Mother, mother, I'm sorry for you......"

Chi Shuang rolled up his sleeves on both sides and took the sweat towel on the side.

Begin.

"Won't it be too heavy?"

"No, it could be heavier."

"So what?"

"Again, a little lighter!"

"Okay."

"Well, that's comfortable."

Fu Xingzhou, who jumped from the window: ???

He looked behind the screen and realized something.

Fu Xingzhou didn't go in to disturb him, nor did he make a sound, he sat down on the edge of the bed, picked up the book that he had put down later, and read it.

Suddenly, the tips of the ears were dyed crimson.

Originally...... And this ...... Posture?

It's a pity that here, he can't touch Xiao Yuchi, it's not her body. Although Fu Xingzhou had some regrets, this did not affect his heart of learning.

Observe.

Apply.

……

……

The body of the small milk bag is like snow and jade, and it is as tender as white tofu. Chi Shuang simply washed him, and after the little milk bag got up, Chi Shuang's eyes seemed to be glued to his waist, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

Seeing that Chi Shuang hadn't put on a big bath towel for himself for a long time, and a cool breeze blew at that time, Xiao Milk Bao couldn't help but shake her body, "Mother? Mother ...... I'm a little cold, okay? ”

"Ah, that's it."

Chi Shuang came back to his senses and took the bath towel on the side to wrap him. Then he hugged him, walked out of the screen, and was about to put the person on the bed, when he saw a handsome man sitting on the edge of the bed reading a book seriously.

She was stunned for a moment, "You're just in time, help him get dressed." After speaking, he stuffed the little guy into Fu Xingzhou's arms.

Then she turned and folded back behind the screen.

But he didn't do anything, and stood quietly alone for a long time.

Fu Xingzhou looked at the faint shadow under the candlelight, twisted his eyes slightly, and asked the little milk bag, "What's wrong with your mother?" ”

"Nope." Xiao Milk Bao shook her head, "The mother seemed to be distracted for a while, after the child got up. Is there something behind the child? ”

Fu Xingzhou wiped out the confusion on his face, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The big palm gently rubbed the head of the little milk bag, and it was rare to praise him for half a sentence, "Good job!" ”

Little Milk Bag: What???

Soon, Chi Shuang came out from behind the screen, his face as usual.

Fu Xingzhou's low and cold voice overflowed the candlelight and fell into the woman's ears, listening to a seven-point hook and a three-point ridicule, "Your book is good." ”

"I also think that if I like it, I will give it to the Spirit King." Chi Shuang smiled, this book is not much more than what gold, what bottle, and what plum, and the picture is vivid, making people linger and reluctant to look away.

"I think it's too rusty for you to call me like that." Fu Xingzhou got up, took off his robe by himself, and went to the bed to put in the bedding.

The little milk bag has already put on her underwear, and is lying in the middle of the bed at the moment, waving her hand at Chi Shuang, "Mother, come quickly!" ”

Fortunately, the bed is big, otherwise how can it accommodate three people.

Although he has not officially married, Chi Shuang has no reason to refuse this person's face, not to mention that he still has the identity of a villain.

Chi Shuang crossed Fu Xingzhou and went inside, and then got into another quilt.

She sat upright, suddenly tilted her head, and casually chuckled on her cheeks, "Zhouzhou." How is it? ”

Fu Xingzhou lowered his eyes, and there was a ripple between his eyebrows, "Very good." ”。

It's been a long time since I've heard this name. I vaguely remember hundreds of years.