Little fox, call me after washing!" Nangong Lingxie's eyes wandered around in the quagmire in front of him, his heart was a little restless, and he couldn't describe the feeling, which was weird.

"Eventful!" the little fox washed in the bathtub for a long time before he brushed off his hair.

Buckets of spiritual spring water were used by her for bathing as if they didn't need money.

Xiaoqing: "Mother, it's so beautiful!"

Xiaoqing was in the space, looking at the little fox with red hair, and couldn't help but admire.

The little fox put on her little red clothes and put away her seven tails, looking like a little girl.

"Is it beautiful?" The little fox looked at himself in the mirror, people are not ghosts, beasts are not beasts, they are still beautiful, Xiaoqing's aesthetics are indeed -

Hey, it's all tears, sisters, I don't want to see Youmuyou.

Putting away the tail, almost exhausted all the inner part of the little fox, especially a few minutes ago, the pain of the seventh tail drilling out of the tailbone, it really hurt, it almost seemed to skin her alive, if it wasn't for Murong Feihu to give her true qi, she was afraid that she would die of pain, where would she still have the strength to take a bath and dress up, where could she still put away the seven tails.

Because Murong Feihu saw the process of growing her seventh tail, she actually bit her and bit her in order to block her painful sound, but fortunately, she reacted quickly, she didn't bite her mouth, she bit her cheek, she hurt, hissed, slapped it over, and actually hit the bridge of the nose of a fairy-like man, and exhaled a nosebleed from the slap, think about it-

Murong Feihu was still covering his nose, bleeding, bleeding, the hateful little fox, didn't he just bite her twice, so ruthlessly, a slap actually slapped the bridge of his nose, this nosebleed, it didn't stop flowing, and he was angry.

Nangong Ling Xie looked left and right, and then at Murong Feihu, who was still covering his nose with a handkerchief, and finally couldn't help it.

"Little Uncle, what's wrong with your nose?Why is there so much blood, I'll take a look!" With the light of the Night Pearl, Nangong Ling Xie finally saw clearly the handkerchief in Murong Feihu's hand, it was all bright red, so scary.

Murong Feihu is embarrassed, this is special, he killed so many crocodiles without blood, but he was slapped by a little thing and bled out, and he was embarrassed and thrown to his grandmother's house!

"It's okay!" Murong Feihu snorted, threw away the handkerchief in his hand, and pulled out another handkerchief to block his nose.

The blood-stained handkerchief was thrown into the mud and soon disappeared into the sewage.

The little fox was dressed neatly, found a black mask in the space and put it on his nose and mouth, so that only the eyes remained outside, it didn't look so strange, cleaned up, buttoned a little red velvet hat on his head, covered his short hair, and then looked in the mirror, a tightly wrapped little doll, how good.

I didn't wear shoes, I only wore a pair of small socks, my feet were too small, and my whole body was only twenty or thirty centimeters in size, and I didn't have the size of a cat in my arms.

"Hey, sad!" the little fox lifted the corner of the tent and stepped out, with a light step.

Murong Feihu quickly threw away the handkerchief in his hand, tried not to breathe, and did not look at the little fox, turned around, and walked into the tent awkwardly.

The furnishings in the tent made him look startled.

Behind the curtain, a large bathtub used by a man, steaming inside, on the ground, there are several buckets of steaming hot water, next to the curtain, a large white bath towel hangs, against the table and chair on the side of the tent, there are several sets of men's clothes: tops, pants, trousers, socks and new rain boots, simply, everything!

Murong Feihu walked in, forgetting that his nose was still bleeding, looking at all this, his eyes were a little blurry, he sniffed, some nasal congestion, stretched out his hand to wipe it, and when he saw it, his nosebleed wiped his face, squatted down depressedly, scooped a spoonful of warm water with a water scoop, and buried his face in it.

Warm, warm, and an abundant aura instantly drilled into the nose.

A minute later, Murong Feihu moved his face away from the water scoop.

Comfortable –

I touched my nose, and the nosebleed stopped flowing! Looking at the water scoop, there was no blood, which was strange!

After thinking about it, he shook his head and nodded again.

The high-grade spiritual spring water stops the bleeding!

The high-quality spiritual spring water bath is luxurious!

Murong Feihu took off the clothes on his body and stepped into the bathtub.

There is a small basket on one side of the bathtub, and inside the basket is the bathing thing, which is the fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

Murong Feihu looked at the shampoo used to wash his hair, poured some on his hand, and then learned the above instructions step by step.

God, the foam is flying on the head, exuding a faint fragrance of osmanthus flowers, this breath is so wonderful.

Rinse the foam with a ladle of water, wash your long hair with water, and after a few times, the hair is cleaned.

The water in the tub is almost soaked, soap, wash-

This wash is refreshing and refreshing.

Get dressed, dry your hair, put on socks, rain boots, etc., and tie your belt.

The heroic, fairy-like man, with a body of mist, finally walked out of the tent.

The little fox was held by Nangong Ling Xie and sat in a chair, and at this moment, one person and one fox were staring at Murong Feihu with beads of eyes.

"Little-little uncle-" Nangong Ling's jaw fell out in shock.

Dressed in a black suit, the long black hair is tied in a bun on the top of the head, a silver hairpin fixes the long hairpin, the lips are red and the teeth are white, and the black rain boots also wear a different style.

The slowly rising sunlight shone on Murong Feihu's body at this moment, making people infinitely reverie.

Feminine, handsome, cold and arrogant with a hint of tenderness, how to describe this?

One person and one fox are stunned.

However, before he could react, he was directly blinded by the scenery coming from another place.

The young man dressed in white came in the light of the morning light, and his pursed lips made his cold and handsome facial features reflect the brilliance in the morning light.

"Brother-" Nangong Lingxie's hand holding the little fox trembled slightly.

How could he forget about this stubble, he just hugged the little fox and was relieved, but he forgot that this little thing was exclusive to Nangong Lingxiao, looking at Nangong Lingxiao's coldness walking towards them, Nangong Lingxiao stood up and swallowed his saliva.

The little fox lost his eyes: "The two beautiful men love, eye-catching, too eye-catching!"

Nangong Lingxiao walked over with water vapor, stretched out his hand, and unceremoniously snatched the little fox away.

The little fox's body was immediately stuffed into the placket of the boy's chest, and in the placket, a bag was sewn and attached to the chest!

The little fox was stuffed in, and even the little hat was stuffed in.

"Brother Xiao, are you angry?" The little fox was stunned by Nangong Lingxiao's movements, and after a long time, he came to his senses and asked.

The young man didn't squeak, his eyes looked at Murong Feihu's outfit, and he was very unhappy.

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