Look at Feng Lingxi's bathroom again, in the northwest corner of Haitang Garden, the room looks like an ordinary room from the outside, walking inside, the dresser and wardrobe are placed in the outhouse, a partition is made in the middle, and a large bath barrel that can accommodate at least three people is placed in the back, and then there is a huge screen, and behind the screen is a bath. There is also a small door in the bath, which is probably convenient for entering and exiting the water.

Luo Jiachen smacked his lips, the life of a rich person is really exquisite, and there is no hot spring in the courtyard to forcibly build a bath out.

The water was already in the tub, and it was steaming out, and I don't know what spices were put in the water, and the heat brought out a faint fragrance, and there were some flower petals floating on the water. Stretched out his hand and tried it, the water temperature was a little higher than his body temperature, which was exactly what Luo Jiachen liked.

A foot pedal was placed on the side of the bathtub, Luo Jiachen hung her clothes on a special hanger, and paced into the bathtub, hot water suddenly wrapped her body, and she snorted comfortably.

There was also a high and low platform in the bath bucket, which was originally built according to Feng Lingxi's height, and the waiter thoughtfully put less water, Luo Jiachen sat on it, the water could be filled to the position of the collarbone, and the vision was restricted, only half of the head could expose the bath bucket, and he couldn't lean his head on the edge of the bath bucket, but Luo Jiachen didn't care, it was already very comfortable to take a bath.

In ancient times, there was no shampoo and shower gel, and you can still wash your hair with rice water in your own courtyard on weekdays, and you don't have much activity, so you can just take a bath with clean water. Now that I'm sweating all over my body, could it be that this hair can also be washed directly in this water with spices?

At this time, Luo Jiachen really hoped that there was a maid waiting beside him, not that he had to wait for someone to take a bath, at least he could ask about washing his hair.

sighed helplessly, just wash it.

Luo Jiachen didn't have the habit of taking a bath for a long time, but because he sweated a lot in the past two days, he deliberately rubbed it, and it still took some time.

After cleaning up his body, Luo Jiachen couldn't soak it anymore, so he quickly got up and wiped his body with the prepared towel.

Although the towel is not as soft as the modern one, the water absorption is quite good, two towels, one for wiping the body, and one directly wrapping the hair.

There are no female dependents in Haitang Garden, and it is estimated that there are no such things as women's obscene clothes and pants, and the set worn by Luo Jiachen is extremely wide, and it is estimated that it is Feng Lingxi's.

Thinking of this, Luo Jiachen's face suddenly warmed up, feeling embarrassed and embarrassed.

As a modern person, although there is no such concept that men and women do not kiss, but in this era there is no such thing as underwear and underwear, and profane clothes and pants are already very close-fitting clothes, and she is still wearing a man's, she is somewhat embarrassed.

What's more, this figure is already thin, it is estimated that it is almost 1.5 meters, and Feng Lingxi's height, this dirty clothes are over the knee on his body, what is the difference between children and adults' clothes? This has to be seen by Feng Lingxi, can't you laugh at him for being a shriveled bean sprout?

It's better than wearing the dirty clothes you used to wear.

Although Luo Jiachen's figure is petite, her hair is not short, and when she dries her hair, the sun has sunk in the west, and when she opened the door, she saw the waiter coming over a little anxiously, and when she saw her, she breathed a long sigh of relief.

"What's wrong with you, you're in a hurry, is something wrong?"