It was better for her to pour out her bitterness to his subordinates behind his back.

Complain about his bad temper!

The floor has also been laid in the lobby.

Xuanyuan Qing casually glanced at the bed on the ground. Well, it seems that his hand is healed. The quilt is spread so smoothly.

"Um, brother, why are you down?"

Damn it, she didn't finish the last part of the sentence, and the misunderstanding was aggravated.

"Do you want to stay with Mo An here?" Xuanyuan Qing answered without asking, and her cold eyes seemed to fall on Mo An.

Without waiting for Lan Jinyan to reply, Mo An rolled up the bedding on the ground and ran up the stairs as fast as he could.

"No, no." Lan Jinyan was stiff-mouthed and glanced away guiltily.

I don’t know where Mo An put her quilt, but I hope it’s not on her brother’s bed.

Just as he was thinking about it, Mo An ran down again in a hurry, hugged his quilt and ran to make a bed elsewhere.

For a moment, only Xuanyuan Qing and Lan Jinyan were left in the inn lobby. You looked at me, and I looked at you.

"Still not leaving?"

Xuanyuan Qing turned around first, thinking about how she said he had a bad temper just now, and silently suppressed his original displeasure.

Comfort yourself not to blame her, she has never seen him lose his temper.

After walking two steps, he didn't see her following him. He frowned slightly and was about to say something when his arm felt soft.

Lan Jinyan held his arm and shook it gently, using a soft voice, as if she was coquettishly coquettish to him.

"Brother, you smell so good." After saying that, he lowered his head and inhaled hard.

This smells like tea and some kind of floral scent.

Elegant and fresh, delicate and pure, it is very special.

Lan Jinyan sniffed repeatedly, which made Xuanyuan Qing, who was about to scold him, feel uncomfortable all over.

"Stop being so glib. Don't think that I don't care if you try to please me."

Having said that, Xuanyuan Qing let her hold her arms, with an obvious smile in her sharp eyes.

"Really, Yan Yan didn't lie." She hugged his arm tighter and rubbed her head against his arm, like a little fox trying to please its master.

As he squeezed, Xuanyuan Qing could clearly feel the softness on her chest, which reminded him of the feeling of holding her in his hand that time in Chunfeng Pavilion...

"call!"

His breathing gradually became heavier, and he quickly withdrew his arm, and his steps were a little messy. Before Lan Jinyan noticed his strange look, he quickly returned to the wing.

His eyes immediately fell on the extra quilt on the couch, and his eyes gradually darkened.

"Brother, why are you leaving so fast?"

Lan Jinyan trotted in with a smile, followed his line of sight, and the smile instantly solidified on her face.

Mo An really knows how to let go. Does he really want her to sleep on the same bed as her brother?

In fact, that night on the isolated island and the last few nights, Xuanyuan Qing slept with her in his arms, so there was nothing to be embarrassed about.

But tonight was different. She was sleeping on the same bed, so she would inevitably feel embarrassed.

"Haha, sir, can you bring the girl's bath water in now?"

A sudden voice broke the silence.

When the shopkeeper found out that they had successfully persuaded the mayor to resign and saved his inn, his admiration for them instantly arose in his heart, and he even did chores like delivering hot water himself.

"Ah."

Xuanyuan Qing turned slightly to make way, walked to the round table and sat down.

"Haha, let me go, girl, be careful of the hot water scalding you."

The shopkeeper diligently lifted the hot water bucket behind the screen. When he came out, he accidentally glanced at the bed. He was slightly startled and couldn't help but smile, "Haha, there is an old saying that 'men and women do not sit at the same table at the age of seven.' How much the master loves girls. We are so old and have to sleep in the same place, don’t let people laugh if word spreads.”

He smiled and exited the room, closing the door gently.

He does not mean that.

The shopkeeper's words were meant as a joke, but when Lan Jinyan heard them, she was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.

Standing by the door with his head lowered and not speaking, the atmosphere became a bit awkward.

"Can you wash it yourself?"

Xuanyuan Qing spoke first, trying hard to pretend not to hear the shopkeeper's teasing, and calmly poured himself a glass of water.

If the shopkeeper hadn't mentioned it, he would have just hugged her and fell asleep tonight. He would be soft-hearted to her, but that didn't mean he would give her the bed.

He raised the glass to his lips, cast his appraising eyes on her thin body, and frowned slightly.

The young lady’s body and the maid’s life!

Forget it, let her sleep on the bed, lest she catches the cold again before her little life is over and ends up having to be taken care of by him.

Hearing his question, Lan Jinyan nodded subconsciously at first, then shook her head immediately. She raised her eyes and was about to speak when she saw him drinking down the contents of the cup.

"Brother, that's fruit wine!"

When she went to the kitchen to add water, before the water was boiled, the shopkeeper gave her some fruit wine and asked her to drink it first.

She smelled the sweet smell emanating from the teapot and liked it so much that she didn't even listen carefully to the shopkeeper's instructions.

It seems like something with great stamina?

Lan Jinyan wanted to stop her, but it was too late. Xuanyuan Qing had already swallowed all the wine in her mouth. After thinking about it for a while, she glanced at her lightly and poured another cup into the cup.

"It's okay, can you wash it yourself?" He asked again.

How could he not smell the smell of wine and water? So what about fruit wine? Fruit wine of this degree could not do anything to him.

"No." Lan Jinyan shook her head honestly and raised her right hand pitifully, "I brought hot water before, but now my hand bones are hurting again."

"Does it hurt again?"

Xuanyuan Qing drew out his voice and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Well, if you don't believe it, brother will know after just checking it. Maybe it's swollen again. Having said that, Yan Yan's hand became like this. After all, it's brother's fault. Brother won't be irresponsible, right?"

Lan Jinyan's eyes flashed slightly, she gritted her teeth and raised her bandaged right hand in front of him.

She still didn't believe that her brother really knew how to remove the bandage and check it.

Xuanyuan Qing is naturally not someone who wants to get to the bottom of things. Since she says it's not okay, then it's not okay.

It's just a matter of serving her a few more times.

After drinking a few more glasses of fruit wine, he slowly stood up.

"come on."

Xuanyuan Qing rolled up her sleeves, reached into the bucket, and helped her test the water temperature.

Then he moved the position of the screen and completely blocked the bathtub behind the screen.

"Trouble me, brother." Lan Jinyan couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth when she saw this.

She quickly untied her coat and walked around behind the screen in her middle coat. She didn't ask Xuanyuan Qing to help her in untying her clothes.

Crash, crash.

Hearing the sound of water, Xuanyuan Qing knew that she had sat in the tub. He picked up the handkerchief on the side and helped her scrub her back through the screen.

Just like before, neither of them said a word during the whole process, and there was only the faint sound of water in the room.

As he washed himself, Xuanyuan Qing felt that something was wrong all over his body.

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