When Mo Qiyue finished the medicine, Luo Qianshu was already shouting that he was about to lose strength, and his wet clothes made him look like a soaked chicken that had just been fished out of the pot, how miserable it was.

As the culprit, Mo Xiaoqi walked to Luo Qianshu's bed with all his clothes on as if nothing had happened, with a concerned expression showing his utmost concern.

But Mr. Luo, who has been screaming and hurting all morning, has no time to praise the student's concern at the moment. His body lying on the bed is in a mess, and it is obvious that he has been brutally abused by some careless guy.

Mo Qiyue put down her clothes and ran out in a hurry. After a while, she brought a basin of hot water and put it beside the bed. The action of rolling up her sleeves and taking off her shoes was obviously to climb onto the bed.

"Xiao Qi... What are you doing?" After just a few words, Luo Qianshu felt like he was dying.

"Wash your body and change your clothes for you." Mo Xiaoqi replied quickly.

He did a lot of things like this with his friends who practiced martial arts together, so he didn't feel any sense of disobedience.

Luo Qianshu felt differently.As a gentleman, how can you ask your disciples to wash your body and change your clothes?Even if there is, it is because the body of the teacher is really unwell, so it is hard to be a disciple.And more importantly, Mr. Luo, who is used to seeing some unbearable scenes, thought of four words rather inappropriately at this time-Longyang's addiction.Therefore, Luo Qianshu felt uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.Even if it's really just a simple wipe and change of clothes, in this uncomfortable situation, the feeling of the atmosphere is quite weird.

"No... I'll do it myself." Luo Qianshu tried to raise her hand, but only moved a few fingers pitifully.

"Brother Luo, are you being polite to me?" Putting her hand in front of Luo Qianshu's lapel, Mo Xiaoqi felt that she understood the other party's attitude, turned her head to think about it, and popped out a sentence: "It's not that master Is there any need for disciples to do it? It's only natural for me to help you, don't be polite to me!" He slapped Luo Qianshu's shoulder carelessly, Mo Xiaoqi originally intended to make him not take it too seriously, but he didn't know that this slap made Luo Qianshu Mr. Luo, who has been tortured so much, almost wants to die early and reincarnate.

"That's 'the master has something to do, and the disciple will do his best'!" Luo Qianshu was hurt internally, and what was clearly a very reasonable and virtuous sentence sounded like the master abusing the disciple when it came out of Mo Xiaoqi's mouth, it was too distorted!

"No matter what it is, I changed my clothes first!" Mo Xiaoqi began to take off the clothes.

"Need not……"

"It's okay, I'll do it!"

"It's really not necessary..."

"Brother Luo, what are you nervous about?"

"not me……"

"Oh! I didn't do it on purpose!"

Mo Xiaoqi was struggling with Luo Qianshu's clothes, she accidentally inserted a female voice, and immediately looked towards the door as if facing a formidable enemy.

"What are you looking at, hurry up and get out!" Luo Qianshu didn't know where the strength came from at this time, and pushed Mo Xiaoqi out of the bed, and quickly put down the bed curtain.

Mo Xiaoqi looked at the bed curtain and then at the door, just now she was covering her face and pretending to be a shy woman, but now she is looking around the room openly, the eyes with deep meaning made Mo Xiaoqi start to think about whether she is You should just squeeze the bed with Luo Qianshu, at least you can take care of each other when facing the vixen, right?

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