"It's okay to be cold, for the sake of your grandmother, I'd rather take a cold shower on a cool day, it's okay." Yu did not leave the fake back to Ermao.

Chen Qingqing's hand to unbutton paused.

This guy is not good at guarding the mountain, why is he running here? Take a mandarin duck bath with her?

"What does your bathing have to do with Grandma?" Ermao's sentence is purely an on-the-spot performance, not a line given to him by Yu Bude, and it is silky and smooth.

Yu Buli glared at him, stinky boy, where did you get so much nonsense?

Ermao was stunned by Yu Buli, and finally remembered his lines.

"But if you have a cold, Grandma Clan should feel sorry for you."

"Husband and wife are one, they should consider each other for each other, as long as she is happy, it doesn't matter if I'm sick or not, although I've been weak since I was a child, and I'll be sick if I get a little cold, but as long as your grandmother is happy, what is it?"

Yu Bu is overflowing with the fragrance of tea, and the attributes of green tea are brought into full play.

Green tea is a creature that does not discriminate between men and women.

For a straight steel woman like Chen Qingqing, who eats soft and does not eat hard, tea words and tea words are far better than direct hard and rigid effects.

Chen Qingqing's sense of value and desire to protect were said.

"You are not allowed to talk to her too much, I have a fever when I turn around, just give me some typhoid medicine to take, she asked, you said that I stayed at your grandfather's house tonight and didn't come out, you know?"

"Nonsense." Chen Qingqing couldn't listen to it anymore and stopped it.

"Is it Qingqing? Ah, I happened to be passing by! I'm really not here to take a cold shower. ”

"......" Ermao rubbed his arms, did he think the clan grandfather was fake?

He's really the only one.

Chen Qingqing was moved by Yu Buli.

He walked over and reprimanded softly with a soft look in his eyes.

"How can you mess around, what if it's freezing?"

"I don't want you to hate me." Yu does not leave his eyes.

"What nonsense, ah, why are your hands so cold? Here, roast the fire. ”

Chen Qingqing took his hand and came to the fire, gave Shake a look, and Shake and Ermao left quietly.

"Grandpa is really good, a good man like a fairy." Although I don't know why these two people are so obsessed with taking cold showers.

But what Grandpa said just now is so touching.

Shake your starry eyes and look back.

The river is shining in the firelight, and a pair of men and women sitting around the fire are leaning together to roast the fire, this is what is sung in the wild stage play, the fairy rolls the couple, right?

"Ugh....... Shake, the gods sometimes don't speak human words. Ermao wanted to speak and stopped.

"What kind of nonsense?" Shake didn't understand what he meant.

Ermao wants to say that the man's mouth, the deceitful ghost, and the grandfather's mouth are the ghosts of the ghosts!

The grandfather's "cold hands" that stimulated the grandmother's infinite desire to protect were deliberately frozen out of the cool well water that the grandfather deliberately soaked before going out, is this what he can say?

Thinking of Yu Buli's cold eyes, Ermao could only swallow the truth.

"It would be great if I could marry Lang Jun who roasted the fire with me in the future......" Shake was moved by the fairy-like love of the two ancestors.

"I advise you to dispel this thought, the two ancestors are in the realm of immortals, and the water of their 'divine circle' is too deep, and we mortals can't hold it at all."

The branches crackled from the fire, and Chen Qingqing grabbed his hand and pressed it to his cheek.

"It's finally not so icy—no, I remember your hands and feet are quite warm, huh?"

The two of them have been hugging each other for the past few days, and she likes to stick them on him

He doesn't need to hug a plush toy, it's warm and fragrant.

"Maybe I'm weak these days."

Yu Buli opened his eyes and said nonsense, obviously he was frozen out of the well water, but he had to forcibly shape a sick and delicate character in front of her.

"Are you weak and dare to take a cold shower? Don't want to die? Chen Qingqing frowned, her little husband really didn't know how to take care of herself.

"Aren't you coming home? How is it here? Don't you want to take a shower too? Qingqing, have you forgotten what the girl said, your body hasn't been raised yet. Yu Buli's hand was on her cheek, and with a trusting look of trust, he whipped the woman's little conscience that was left.

"Well, I'm here to admire the moon. You see, tonight's moon, it's so round. ”

Chen Qingqing pointed to the big cake face moon in the sky and changed the topic awkwardly.

Yu Buli pretended not to see the washing basket behind her.

This woman must not have looked at her own reflection in the water, at this time, she is very like a cat caught stealing fish, and she is also like a husband who is caught by his daughter-in-law when he returns late to drink, and her face is full of emptiness.

"No, are you cold?"

"It's okay, ahem." He put his hand to his lips and coughed twice.

Chen Qingqing's desire to protect was instantly aroused, and she raised her hand to undress him and put it on him, so she pressed her hand and let her fall into her arms.

"If you put your arms around me, I'll be warm."

"Hey, in fact, you don't have to insist on taking a cold shower, I don't dislike you, but you don't dislike me." Chen Qingqing lay in his arms and said sullenly, this little boy was well-behaved and made her feel distressed.

"How could I dislike you, Qingqing is fragrant all over her body."

"Always pay attention to hygiene when you enter the entrance."

After Chen Qingqing finished speaking, she felt her arm tightened.

Then, the warm liquid, dripping down her forehead, red.

"Ah, you have a nosebleed?" Chen Qingqing looked up and saw him covering his nose, and the blood between his fingers fell drop by drop.

The earlobes as red as blood revealed his imagination at the moment, and he silently stepped back, lest she see it.

"You press your nose a little, I'll get an ice towel for you."

Chen Qingqing took out the handkerchief he carried with him and dipped it in the cool stream water.

"You're so weak that you still want to take a cold shower? You can't mess around like this in the future. She babbled as she applied ice to the base of his nose.

Yu Buli was glad that she couldn't read minds, otherwise the mess in his head would have been enough for her to kill him several times.

The two walked back in the moonlight, walking side by side hand in hand.

As if afraid that his hand would be cold again, she kept holding his hand.

The people in front of the Manshan house were scattered, Ermao was guarding the door and yawning, and when he saw the two ancestors who came back holding hands, he stood upright.

"Who is staring at the entrance of the village?" Chen Qingqing asked, she calculated that there were those curious and troublesome people who would come to the village to find out the truth, and she had already arranged for someone to watch it, just waiting for a big drama of the resurrection of the dead to be staged at dawn.

"Dafa is guarding, and the two brothers in the village are patrolling the village." Ermao didn't squint, pretending not to see the hands of the two ancestors holding each other.

"You go into the house to rest, don't blow the wind, I'll take a look, I'll call you when the time comes." Chen Qingqing said softly to her weak little husband.

"Let's go together, I want to stay with you." He replied like a clingy leprechaun.

Ermao wanted to poke himself in the eyes, why wasn't he blind.