Chapter 638 Contains a Lucky Draw
Song Zhao thought about Yin Wanyang's words, and went back to the room thoughtfully.
As soon as the quilt was put on, Si Yu took a shower, wiped her wet hair, and walked out barefoot.
Song Zhao glanced at him and frowned, "Are you so fast? There's no time for a cup of tea."
A cup of tea time.
These few words are so sensitive that Si Yu feels connoted.
The man paused while wiping his hair, tilted his neck, and smiled inexplicably, "Benhou is very slow at other times."
Song Zhao, "???"
She was silent for a while, faintly feeling as if she had been molested.
Unwilling to continue this embarrassing topic, Song Zhao changed the subject with erratic eyes, "Hey, after you go back this time, remember to check the relationship between the Yin family and the Nanyue Kingdom. I think there may be something wrong with Yin Wanyang and the Nanyue Kingdom."
Si Yu responded without distraction, and patted Song Zhao's hair again, "Go take a bath first, the water is getting cold."
Song Zhao snorted, picked up his changed pajamas, walked around the screen and entered the clean room.
The clean room is complete with toiletries, and of the two buckets of water that were heated, there is still one and a half buckets left.
Song Zhao stepped on the ponytail, held the long skirt in one hand, and pulled the screen with the other, revealing a small head, with round eyes, "Why do you only use half a bucket, do you use no spices?"
Si Yu wiped her hair, and took two steps forward in a rambling manner.
"Don't come close." Song Zhao patted the screen anxiously, and said seriously.
This screen is white with gauze, a bit transparent, if you get too close, you will see shadows.
How embarrassing was her position in the bath.
Si Yu couldn't help but stand still, spread his hands to the left and right, and shrugged his shoulders.
"Haven't you smelled enough of a man?"
He raised his smiling eyes, and the spring breeze was blowing green, like moonlight pearls.
The corners of her lips were slightly curved, and the wet hair on her forehead was stuck to her cheeks. The originally stern outline showed a bit of cuteness.
"It's enough to have a fragrant one at home."
Song Zhao pursed his lips, feeling a little sorry, "Then I told you to use a bucket, why do you keep so much for me, how can you wash it..."
The smile in Si Yu's eyes was even wider, almost overflowing.
She thought to herself, Ah Zhao really liked him, and she was afraid that he would not feel comfortable after washing.
If you get a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for.
Unexpectedly, Song Zhao mumbled in distaste for the next sentence, "I don't even look at how big I have grown, one is worth three of me, and I only use half a bucket. How can I wash it clean? I don't know that the smell of sweat It’s not good to dirty the quilt if you don’t rinse it clean!”
"..."
Si Yu's smile stopped abruptly.
Just treat it as a dream, touched by yourself.
He threw the handkerchief on the shelf, tugged at the neckline with one hand, and circled it from top to bottom with his snow-white and cold fingertips, "Then why don't you come over and check? Ben Hou stripped naked and asked you to take a closer look? "
Song Zhao's face became hot, and he coughed as he choked on the man's provocative actions, and silently stretched his head back, "I'm going to take a bath first, no peeking is allowed."
Si Yu's eyes still fell on the shadowy figure behind the screen.
After a while, Song Zhao's little head swished out from above the screen and looked at him with a straight face.
"I caught you! Turn your head away."
Si Yu couldn't help laughing.
He nodded in a gentlemanly manner, and turned around lazily.
Behind him came the sound of clothes being stripped off and water stepping into a barrel.
Si Yu finally let out a low laugh.
His little lady is too cute.
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