Lord, I heard that you are bent? [rebirth]

Duan Hongjin took a comfortable bath.Seeing that there is quite a lot of water on the side, I even washed my hair indiscriminately by myself, during which time the bathroom was rattling.

Niu Dashan outside asked worriedly several times, but he turned him away.

After he finished tossing around, Shi Shiran came out in his pajamas with messy wet hair.

Without saying a word, Niu Dashan took out a clean cloth towel, walked directly behind him, and grabbed his long hair to wrap it.

He waved his hand to Tingtao Tingfeng, who was waiting beside him, to go in and tidy up. He held Duan Hongjin's wet hair and followed him step by step back to the living room.

Duan Hongjin went straight to the couch and sat down, kicked off his shoes casually, moved his legs onto the couch, turned around and sat cross-legged with his back facing him: "Okay, let's wipe."

Niu Dashan clumsily placed the cloth towel on his back, then went to fetch a piece of dry cloth, and smoothed his messy wet hair with his thick knuckles bit by bit, with gentle and clumsy movements.

With his back turned to him, Duan Hongjin could only see his movements in the reflection of the candlelight, and just like that, one could imagine how careful this piece of wood was.

but--

Duan Hongjin quit after being brushed against the tips of his ears and neck by calloused fingertips again!

"Why are you dawdling, wipe it quickly!"

Bastard, this is a foul!This is teasing!If you have the ability, you should do it!

He tugged at the hem of his shirt angrily.

Fortunately, the pajamas are loose, otherwise wouldn't it be embarrassing?

Niu Dashan, who was concentrating on stroking his hair, was stunned, not understanding why he was so angry.

It just so happened that his messy hair was almost straightened out, so he silently mobilized his internal energy to help dry his hair.

Duan Hongjin only felt the warmth on his head, and when he thought of the same scene in his previous life, his anger dissipated a lot.

"Dashan," he thought for a while, then broke the silence and said softly, "Have you ever thought about the future?"

Niu Dashan kept moving his hands: "Return to master, no."

Duan Hongjin rolled his eyes: "You wood, can you chat now? Don't you think you don't know what your life is like?"

"The subordinates just want to be by the master's side, protect the master, and serve the master until the master no longer needs subordinates." Niu Dashan's tone was flat, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"..." Duan Hongjin felt a little sweet in his heart.Can this wood still talk about love?

But God still has to continue talking.

"If you are not a guard of the palace, nor anyone's guard, but an ordinary farmer, what kind of life do you want to live?"

"Probably, it's farming and hunting."

"If that's the case, have you thought about what kind of person you want to marry?"

"I thought about it."

"Then what kind of character and temper do you think she should have?" Duan Hongjin squinted his eyes, obviously he was talking about it, but he was a little displeased when he answered it.

Maybe it was because the candlelight was too soft, or maybe it was the first time that he was too relaxed to brush his master's hair up close. Niu Dashan looked at his curls and delicate ear tips softly with his eyes: "He should be a little delicate, a little arrogant, a little Mischievous, a bit arrogant, and occasionally sympathetic to...others. I like delicious food, and I also like to act like a baby. She smiles very nicely, and even when she is angry..." He suddenly came back to his senses, and stopped hastily.

Duan Hongjin could hear it now.

This clearly refers to him, I thought he wanted to marry a wife and have children.

However, co-authoring him is basically a shortcoming?

"Why do you like people with such a bad personality?"

"Well, my subordinates like this."

Duan Hongjin's face was a little hot, and he coughed twice: "If you get married, how many children do you want?"

Niu Dashan pursed his cold and thin lips: "There won't be any."

"Just let you imagine, don't you want a child?" Duan Hongjin continued to ask persistently.

"The subordinates don't want children, the subordinates only want..." Niu Dashan's voice became softer.

Duan Hongjin didn't hear clearly: "What?"

"It's nothing." Seeing that his hair was almost dry, Niu Dashan put away the cloth towel and stood up straight, "Master, is he resting now?"

"Huh? Oh."

After tossing for so long, it is indeed too late.

Anyway, it was just chatting nonsense, and Duan Hongjin didn't force him to answer.

He turned around and moved out of the edge of the couch, put his legs down casually, and walked into the room with his shoes on.

"Wake me up early tomorrow, I want to go shopping."

"Yes!"

Entered the room, climbed into bed, kicked off shoes, and lay down.

Niu Dashan followed him into the room, first lit the lotus lamp holder on the middle table, and then walked to the bed.

Seeing his master obediently lying on the bed and looking at him, his heart softened.

Niu Dashan leaned forward and pulled the thin quilt from the bed, and gently covered him, his eyes quickly swept across his face, and he straightened up.

Duan Hongjin laughed at him: "Dashan, you are quite comfortable doing these things."

Niu Dashan remained silent.

Despicable as he is, he hides in a dark corner all day long and watches his every move.In his heart, he has replaced those charming maids countless times, imagining the scene of serving him so intimately over and over again, how could he not know what to do?

Duan Hongjin was just joking, rubbing his eyes: "Then you should rest earlier on the mountain."

Niu Dashan nodded, put down the bed curtains on both sides and pulled them up.

My master, good sleep...

Facing the complicated and heavy bed curtain, he silently recited a sentence in his heart.

Then he turned around and blew out the five silver candlesticks on the desk one by one, leaving behind a lotus lamp holder, before exiting the bedroom and returning to the living room just now.

With a sweep of his eyes, he saw the book that the master had just left on the couch.

He went to pick it up.

"Xining Experience Record"?

He frowned.Why is the master suddenly interested in Xining?

Unable to understand, he carefully put the book on the table, blew out all the candles, and turned over on the couch.

Fragrance floats.

It's the smell of the master.

The master was sitting and lying on this couch just now, but now he is only lying in a room away...

He tugged at the placket a little hotly.

Can't think!

Taking a deep breath, Niu Dashan silently recited the boring exercises.

A good night's sleep.

Perhaps because he knew that Niu Dashan was outside, Duan Hongjin slept very soundly that night, and didn't wake up at all.

As soon as the sky was cleared, Niu Dashan got up.

Get the water lightly.

Wash and practice martial arts.Then he hastily scrubbed off the sweat stains on his upper body with cold water before putting on his shirt.

Looking at the sky, he guessed that it was about the time when the master got up in the past, so he sent Ting Tao and the others to get the meal.He ran to get some hot water and came back, adjusted a basin of warm water, and walked into the inner room with it.

The lotus candlestick on the table has long been extinguished.

Niu Dashan gently put the water basin away, put away the candlesticks, then walked to the bed, opened the bed curtain and hung it up.

Duan Hongjin on the bed put one hand on his chest and the other on the pillow, his bright red lips parted slightly, and he was sleeping soundly.

On weekdays, her fair cheeks were powdered and looked even more gorgeous.

Niu Dashan bent down, slowly stretched out his hand, and carefully described his delicate eyebrows, small nose, and beautifully shaped lips...

The burly body bent down unconsciously, getting closer to the sleeping person on the bed bit by bit, and the softness could even be felt on his lips——

Duan Hongjin wrinkled his nose, as if disturbed by his shortness of breath, he raised his hand and waved wildly on his face.

Niu Dashan stood up straight as if he had just woken up from a dream, avoiding the waving hand, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

Looking at the person who had fallen asleep again, Niu Dashan let out a breath, closed his eyes for a while, and then forced himself to calm down.

When he opened it again, his eyes returned to their usual deepness.

"Master." In order to prevent himself from losing control again, he didn't dare to move forward, standing by the bed and calling in a low voice.

She wanted to wake him up, but unconsciously softened her voice, for fear of disturbing his sleep.

Duan Hongjin frowned, but did not wake up.

"Master." Niu Dashan slightly increased his voice.

Duan Hongjin's slender eyelashes moved slightly, and he opened a gap to look over.

The long and narrow affectionate eyes are misty and sleepy, coupled with that extraordinary face...

Niu Dashan suffocated for breath, and a certain part froze.

"Dashan?" Duan Hongjin yawned, with tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, "What time is it?" Rubbing his eyes, he found that he hadn't received an answer for a long time, so he looked over strangely.

"Mountain?"

Niu Dashan suddenly came back to his senses: "...Master?" His voice was hoarse.

Who is Duan Hongjin!

I've had so many bed sheets with him in my previous life, once I heard his voice, and glanced at the bulging somewhere, how could I not know what happened to him?

He woke up in an instant, turned over and sat up with the quilt in his arms: "Why are you standing there stupidly? I ask you what time is it?"

Now is not the time to do bad things, he still has a lot of things to do, in case...

"Return to master, the time is right." Niu Dashan frowned, looking calm.

Duan Hongjin, who was familiar with him, glanced at his tense neck muscles, and suddenly felt relieved.

The two of them are in such a state now, according to the personality of this big wood, they must strictly abide by their duties and not go beyond the threshold.

He immediately got up happily, and quickly stripped off his pajamas, leaning towards him with only his underwear on and his upper body naked.

"Where are the clothes? Quickly wait for the Lord to get dressed."

The downcast Niu Dashan suddenly saw a white body, stepped back in a hurry, grabbed the clothes and put them on him, completely forgetting about the rules.

Duan Hongjin pouted.

After tidying up and having breakfast, the two of them plus four guards rode out majestically on six horses.

The euphemistic name is: inspecting the farm.

Yesterday Li Niu Dashan inquired with Li Guanshi about the scope of the farm, and he was not afraid of getting lost, so naturally he didn't bring any servants along.

Duan Hongjin refused to take anyone with him, so the others naturally let him go.

The beginning of summer has just passed, and the weather is fine and the breeze is blowing.

A few people walked unsteadily, and there were wheat fields with ears hanging all the way.

Occasionally see farmers working in the fields.

Duan Hongjin led the horse closer to Niu Dashan: "Dashan."

"master."

"I want to find a farm to rest and see how Zhuangzi's family lives."

Niu Dashan nodded, expressing his understanding, and prepared to ride his horse to the front to have a look.

"Hey wait," Duan Hongjin hurriedly called him, and nuzzled his mouth to signal the other guards, "There are so many of us going there together, it's frightening. You can let them go back or disperse by yourself. In this farm, You can see the side at a glance, so there is no danger."

Niu Dashan pursed his lips and looked at him with a frown.

Is this premeditated, master?

Duan Hongjin coughed lightly, glanced at the guards, confirmed that they were not close, then stretched out and kicked his calf: "Besides, there is still you." There was a bit of coquettishness in his tone unexpectedly.

Niu Dashan hurriedly looked away, thought for a while, and then reluctantly nodded.

Duan Hongjin cheered softly.