Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

Without the intrusion of ghosts, Ling Huang changed the light bulb in the rain tent and asked Li Yin to take a bath by himself.

After he finished washing, Ling Huang looked at the wound on his back that penetrated to the collarbone.

No blood, just a few holes poked by fingernails.

I burned some plant ash to smear it on him, and burned some talisman seal ash, pressed it with cotton wool, and pasted it with medical tape.

"Yin'er is not afraid of getting hurt." He was cute while sitting, but his mouth was still stubborn, "It's like, Yin'er is not afraid of cold."

"I'm afraid." Ling Huang brought him the complicated inner and outer pieces of the prince's uniform, "Aren't you going to be a child again?"

"No." Li Yin shook his head, and only took a white coat to put on, "Children, it's easy to be bullied, this way, it's safe."

"Okay, as you like."

Folding his large coat neatly on the small sofa, Ling Huang went to make the bed, "You can play for a while, or go to bed first, I still have to take a shower."

"Don't play, don't sleep." Li Yin still sat on the small plastic stool by the door, "You wash it, I'll watch it, if there's a ghost, I'll hit it."

Bigger and smaller, the character is still a little different.

Although the adult version of Li Yin is also childish, his tone of voice and demeanor are closer to Ling Huang's perception of the prince.

Some are domineering, like saying one thing.

After entering the tent and zipping it up, amid the sound of rushing water, Ling Huang had nothing to say.

"There are two RVs in the family. The one that is fully equipped is driven by Lingyun. That car is relatively large and has a separate bathroom. I can only set up a tent in this car if I want to take a shower. It's a bit troublesome, right?"

"No trouble." Li Yin's voice came, "You should take care of... your sister."

"Yeah, man, hehe." Ling Huang flushed the shampoo foam into his eyes, "Ouch...it hurts..."

The tent zipper snapped open.

A cold hand took over the shower, and the other hand wiped Ling Huang's eyes a few times.

"...Thank you." Ling Huang narrowed his eyes and saw Li Yin's expressionless face.

"Is it cold?" Li Yin pulled up the airy zipper again, and squeezed together with Ling Huang.

With both hands, he gently scratched and washed his hair with his nails, and the shower was just right to the clean position.

"It's okay." Ling Huang said.

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the coolness from Li Yin's hand reach the back of his neck, and he shivered unpreparedly.

"The feudal king has an order." Li Yin closed his eyes, "The soul enters the body, and everyone returns to their place."

Ling Huang's spirit was shaken, he knew that his Yanghuo had been aroused by Li Yin again.

According to the habit of getting along with each other before, Ling Huang gave him a thumbs up.

Li Yin froze for a moment, then lowered his head and smiled slightly on the corner of his lips.

"Jin Guang asked God to curse Fei Yanghuo, so..." Ling Huang started to find nothing to say again.

"You said it, I know." Li Yin interrupted him.

"Ah, I said it, yes. Cough." Ling Huang looked to the side, "This tent is really small."

"It's not small." Li Yin said, "It's just enough to fit, you and me."

"I mean, I can wash it myself..." Ling Huang shoved away from Yin's chest embarrassingly, "Your clothes are going to be soaked, go out."

"No." Li Yin was very disobedient, and gently scrubbed Ling Huang with a foam-soaked towel, "I can't see you, Yin'er is afraid."

"Why did you become so timid all of a sudden?" Ling Huang raised his eyebrows teasingly, "You always said to protect me and let me not be afraid, what happened today?"

"I used to think that you were mother." Li Yin said in a low voice, "Now, it's not. Mother won't, leave, you, will you..."

"Wait." Ling Huang grabbed the shower and Li Yin's hand, "You mean, you're also worried that I'll leave you?"