The Yin-Yang Tunes of Transmigrating Books

"Dirty..." Chi Ling murmured in a low voice, there was no gleam in her downcast eyes.

"Ling'er?" Han Jing saw that Chi Ling's lips were opening and closing beside him, not knowing what he was talking about, so he turned his head and called her in confusion.

"...I'm not feeling well, so I'm going back to my room first." After finishing speaking, Chi Ling turned and left without any hesitation.

However, Han Jing saw something unusual in Chi Ling's receding back, especially her shivering thin shoulders.

"..." Han Jing looked back at the closed door, and then at the direction Chi Ling was going away, with a hint of helplessness and worry in his eyes.

Instead of worrying about Sogo's comeback, it is better to think about how to live well now.It's a big deal to die, and it's not in vain to come here to go to Huangquan with the one you love.

After figuring it out, Han Jing suddenly understood, turned around and chased Chi Ling straight.

As for what An Xiaosui and Heng Mei are doing in the room, each person has their own fate, whether it is fate or calamity is unknown.

If the clothes are dirty and can be washed, what if the person is dirty?

Chi Ling closed her eyes, trying to bury her fear and self-loathing on the verge of breaking into her heart.

It's a pity that things backfired, the more she wanted to forget, the clearer the memory became.

The man's thick and turbid breath, the heat of his rough hands on his skin, and his deep voice full of passion and desire.

Every piece of memory about Sogo terrified Chi Ling, she resisted, she loathed, but she couldn't get rid of it, and couldn't forget it.

Water, water can wash away the filth of the world, but I don't know if it can also wash away the mark of shame Sogo left on her body.

Stamping to the wooden barrel behind the screen, Chi Ling pinched a prayer for rain, and after a while there was half a barrel of cold water in the wooden barrel.

Knowing that the water in the barrel was cold, Chi Ling still took off her clothes, stepped into the barrel, and let the cold water bury her body.

Scrub vigorously every corner and every piece of skin on the body that has been violated by Sogo.

Even though her skin was already red and slightly swollen by her excessive rubbing, Chi Ling was unwilling to stop her movements.There is only one thought left in her mind, that is, wash clean, clean every place Sogo touched!

"Boom boom boom," "Boom boom boom."

There was a loud knock on the door, but even so, it didn't affect Chi Ling's action of scrubbing her skin at all.

"Ling'er! Ling'er! Are you inside? Open the door quickly!" Han Jing yelled, knocking on the door desperately, but the door remained motionless.

"Ling'er, open the door quickly, I'm Xiaojing!" Seeing that there was no response from inside, Han Jing became even more anxious, and knocked on the door harder.

"Aya!"

Han Jing took a step back helplessly, stared at the closed door and took a deep breath.

The moment his body rushed out, Han Jing's heels hit the ground heavily, and his whole figure looked like an arrow feather leaving the bowstring.

Under Han Jing's strong impact, the door made a loud bang and stirred up dust on the ground before falling to the side.

"...Ling'er?" Han Jing walked into the room, ignoring the pain in her body, the first thing she did was to look for Chi Ling.

When she heard the sound of water and walked behind the screen, she accidentally saw Chi Ling's smooth shoulders, her face was on fire, she hurriedly lowered her head in embarrassment, not daring to look up again.

Chi Ling was immersed in her own world, completely unaware of Han Jing's intrusion, and rubbed her fingers vigorously at the collarbone, splashing water and blooming flowers.

A splash of water splashed onto Han Jing's face, and Han Jing subconsciously thought that Chi Ling was angry because of her rash intrusion, and hurriedly apologized, "... Ling'er, I'm sorry, I..."

The moment she lowered her head and turned her head up, Han Jing saw the redness and swelling on Chi Ling's shoulders, and couldn't help being stunned, her gaze stayed on Chi Ling for a while longer.

Then I saw Chi Ling scrubbing every inch of her body almost masochistically, with such strength that Han Jing instantly understood where the redness and swelling on Chi Ling's skin came from.

Ling'er, you..." Why are you doing this?

When Han Jing saw the scene in front of him, his heartache had already overcome his shyness, and he took a step forward and grabbed Chi Ling's hand, which was scrubbing the skin on his collarbone vigorously.

Chi Ling didn't speak, but raised her other hand and continued to pour water on her neck.

"Cold water?!" Han Jing's hand holding Chi Ling's palm was splashed with water, feeling pitiful and angry at the same time, but he didn't know how to react.

Hearing this, Chi Ling's hand only paused for a moment, and then resumed the previous movement.

"Ling'er! You'll get sick after taking a bath like this, so hurry up and change to a basin of hot water for a bath." Han Jing persuaded softly, holding Chi Ling's hand to take Chi Ling's body out of the barrel.

Chi Ling began to struggle in the water, and the aroused splash splashed Han Jing's head and face, making her in a mess, like a phoenix with shedding hair.

"..." Han Jing spat out a mouthful of water, and walked around to Chi Ling with love and compassion.

In this way, the beauty on Chi Ling's chest can be seen at a glance, but at the moment Han Jing doesn't care about it at all.

The most urgent thing is to let Chi Ling take a hot bath first, but what should she do?

If only there was something that doesn't burn things, just heats things up, like a modern microwave oven.

To heat something, the first thing you need is fire.However, ordinary fire is a symbol of burning everything. It would be great if there is a kind of fire that can be controlled by the mind...

It's like the nameless fire that accidentally burned the bedding before.

A flash of light flashed in his mind, Han Jing closed his eyes, began to calm down, and seriously felt the hot factor beating in the air.

If Han Jing's body is a container that has been vacant for a long time, then the heat factor that swarms in at this moment is like a wanderer who has finally found his way home, pouring into Han Jing's body one after another, widening her meridians.

When the closed eyes were opened again, two rays of light burst out from Han Jing's eyes.

Not in a hurry to appease the hot factor running around in the body, Han Jing spread out his palms and put his hands on the barrel, carefully controlling the hot factor in the body to condense little by little in the palm of his hand.

Chi Ling was startled by Han Jing's unusual movement just now, and was quietly staring at her with worried and guilty eyes.

"I'm fine, Ling'er." Seeing that Chi Ling was worried about herself, Han Jing quickly gave Chi Ling a comforting smile and concentrated his mind.

"The water is too cold. You'll catch a cold in the shower. I'll heat it up for you, and you'll be fine soon."

Sparks burst out of Han Jing's palm, tightly surrounding her hands and the wooden barrel touched by her palm.

Miraculously, neither Han Jing's palm nor the wooden barrel touched by the palm suffered the slightest damage.

"Xiao Jing, what are you..." Chi Ling felt the water around her gradually warming up, and white water vapor floated on the surface of the water, which warmed her body, and she couldn't help but look at Han Jing surrounded by flames in surprise palms.

"Uh, actually, I don't really know what's wrong with me. It seems that since I regained my intelligence, I feel that my body has become very different from before." Han Jing touched the water surface lightly with one hand , to test the water temperature, and when it felt almost done, he withdrew his palm with the flames outside.

"Okay, the water temperature is about the same now. Your body is very clean, so you just need to soak for a while to warm up before you can come out. I'll go out first." Han Jing's words made people somewhat lack confidence Feel.

Han Jing, who had been busy thinking about how to turn the cold water into hot water, was free all of a sudden, and when he looked up, he saw a blood-spitting scene.

I saw Chi Ling's naked body in front of her, her fair skin was covered by the rising mist, revealing a vague sense of beauty.

Facing the alluring scenery, Han Jing subconsciously took a step back, only to feel her heart beat faster for a while, and her throat felt thirsty.

Han Jing, who was full of shyness and embarrassment, didn't even know where to put his eyes, so he had to resort to 36 tricks, and the best strategy was to walk.

"Xiao Jing..."

With a soft call from Chi Ling, she stopped Han Jing, who was already taking steps to become a deserter.

Han Jing paused, but refused to turn around and face Chi Ling, and asked hesitantly, "Ling'er... what else is there?"

Chi Ling shook her head first, remembering that Han Jing had her back to her and couldn't see her movements, so she could only ask in a low voice, "Xiao Jing, can you..." The voice of the last few words was as thin as a gnat.

But Han Jing clearly captured the last few words that Chi Ling deliberately lowered her voice with her keen senses.

It turned out to be "Help me take a shower".

These four words made Han Jing's body tremble slightly, his forehead became hot, and he couldn't tell what night it was.

"Gudong", Han Jing swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and slowly turned around with her stiff body, lowering her head and not daring to look at Chi Ling.

"Ling'er...you, did you say anything just now?" There was a trace of uncertainty.

"I said, can you stay and help me take a bath?" Chi Ling swept away the previous shyness, and replied with firm eyes.

"..." Looking at Chi Ling, who was in full swing, Han Jing was completely defeated.

Nodding in resignation, Han Jing took the wet towel and walked around behind Chi Ling, gently wiping Chi Ling's back.

When Han Jing touched Chi Ling's smooth and round shoulders for the first time, Chi Ling flinched, but soon relaxed again.

Han Jing glanced aside, determined not to look back at Chi Ling's body, and was going to grab a towel and rub it on Chi Ling's back indiscriminately.

Due to the unstable strength, Chi Ling was rubbed by Han Jing's reckless strength, and couldn't help crying out in pain.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Han Jing hurriedly lowered his head to apologize, and withdrew his hand without daring to move anymore.

"...It's okay." Chi Ling turned around and faced Han Jing.

Han Jing just lowered her head to apologize, until her chin was picked up by Chi Ling's fingers, she raised her head in astonishment, looking at the gradually enlarged and clear face of the man in front of her in bewilderment.

The moist, hot and soft touch on the lips made Han Jing's brain freeze immediately.