Scholar has special ghost skills

"Shall I wash your hair first?" As soon as he entered the bathroom, He Yunqing put away his clothes and lowered his head embarrassedly.

"En." Yan Junyi nodded, but kept standing.

"Why do you..." He Yunqing saw that he didn't move, and when he raised his head, he found that the bathroom, which he thought was quite big at first, was much narrower because of the two of them coming in, and even the temperature had risen a bit.

Moreover, they were very close to each other at this time, and it was the first time they were facing each other like this, and he discovered that the Taoist priest looked slender and thin, but he was actually so much taller than himself. Thinking of the strong abdominal muscles in front of him, his heart beat suddenly Speed ​​up.

"Ah, sit down!" Afraid that the other party would hear his heartbeat beating like a drum, He Yunqing quickly pressed Yan Junyi to sit on the small bench and turned his back to himself, reminding, "Close your eyes, otherwise Water will flow in."

"En." Yan Junyi tilted his head back slightly and closed his eyes.

He Yun took a deep breath, and then went to untie his hair tie. After smoothing down his long hair, he took off the shower, turned on the water, adjusted the temperature, and poured it on his hair, asking, " Is the water hot?"

"It's okay." When his fingers ran through his hair, Yan Junyi calmed down and said.

After the hair was all wet, He Yunqing squeezed some shampoo from the corners and wiped it on, and rubbed his hands as gently as possible, "According to Cheng Zhiliu, this is called shampoo, isn't it more fragrant than saponins? ?”

"Well, your hair also smells like this." Maybe it was too comfortable, Yan Junyi said subconsciously, but he didn't know that it caused He Yunqing to blush.

Neither of them spoke anymore, only the sound of dripping water remained in the bathroom, and a warm mist enveloped them both.

When the washing was almost done, He Yunqing leaned forward and saw that Yan Junyi still had his eyes closed and didn't move, so he couldn't help but whispered, "Yan Junyi, are you asleep?"

It's just that he didn't even respond to calling a few times, and he realized that his drooping eyelashes were so long, so he couldn't help but leaned down to look closer.

But at this time, her closed eyes opened abruptly, He Yunqing took a few steps back in fright, and sprayed the shower in her hand, drenching Yan Junyi thoroughly!

"Wow, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'll wipe it for you." He Yunqing reacted, threw the shower on the ground in a panic, pulled off a towel and ran over to wipe it for him.

Because he was too flustered for a while, He Yunqing saw that his pants were also wet, so he wanted to take them off, but before he touched them, Yan Junyi quickly grabbed his hand, and his dark eyes stared at him for a moment. Looking at him, "No, I'll do it myself."

"..." He Yunqing's complexion instantly turned red like a boiled shrimp, and he turned and ran out in embarrassment for a moment.

Cheng Zhiliu, who was lying on the sofa in the living room, leisurely eating potato chips, raised his head and said, "Hehe, why did you come out?"

"..." He Yunqing's tongue was tied at the moment, and he couldn't speak, only one head rushed into the room.

As soon as he ran in, he suddenly woke up and regretted, "Why did I run away? How should Yan Junyi take a bath when he was injured? If I escaped, wouldn't it be..."

But just as he was about to say the following words, he swallowed them immediately.Squatting down on the ground and covering his hot cheeks, I don't know whether to go out or not to go out...

"Blushing like that, what did they do in the bathroom?" Cheng Zhiliu, who was eating potato chips, stuck outside the door trying to eavesdrop on the voice inside.

But... the patriarch's wife would run in with a blushing face.

Immediately, the picture of the eighteen bans unfolded in his mind, and he laughed wretchedly.

Not long after, Yan Junyi changed into pajamas and came out, looking at him coldly.

"Hahaha... Patriarch, you've finished washing." Cheng Zhiliu had to admit that being good-looking is self-willed, even wearing pajamas is so elegant and handsome!

"What are you doing?" Yan Junyi's eyes were cold, and he was very displeased with his behavior.

"Cough...that..." Cheng Zhiliu immediately stopped his smile and explained his idiot behavior, "I just saw Patriarch's Wife running into the room suddenly, and I was a little worried, so I just..."

Just at this time, He Yun opened the door lightly and saw that they were all standing at the door. He was relieved to see Yan Junyi changed his clothes, and asked, "...Why are you all here?"

"Ah, like this, I saw that it was late, so I thought it was time to rest." Cheng Zhiliu immediately replied, "But after all, I don't have many rooms in my house, so I wrong you two to live in this room. "

"That... I can just sleep outside." Yesterday, I guarded Yan Junyi because he was in a coma, but if he wanted to share the bed together, He Yunqing really didn't have that kind of courage, obviously he didn't have such thoughts before ...

"I'll sleep here." Yan Junyi sat down on the sofa without any explanation.

He Yunqing became anxious and said, "What can I do? Your injuries haven't healed yet, so you need to rest more!"

"Wait a minute." Cheng Zhiliu interjected and made a suggestion, "I don't think you two need to be humble at all, the bed in that room is quite big, I think it's no problem for two people to sleep completely! Besides, Zu Since Master is injured, Madam Patriarch can take care of him by his side, right?"

He Yunqing was already regretting it. He shouldn't have run out of the bathroom regardless of Yan Junyi's injuries. Besides, he was injured by the ghost king because of himself, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Then Yan Junyi... the two of us Let's sleep together."

Yan Junyi was startled, looked at him and replied softly, "Yes."

"Hahaha, that's right." Cheng Zhiliu managed to match them up again, pretending to yawn, walked to the study and opened the door, "Well, I'm sleepy and go to bed first, good night."

As soon as he walked to the door, the two remaining people in the living room felt inexplicably embarrassed when their eyes met inadvertently.

Thinking that if she didn't speak, the other party would definitely not say anything, so He Yunqing had no choice but to break the silence and said, "Then let's go to sleep too."

"Ah."

As soon as Yan Junyi stood up, He Yunqing saw his long wet hair, so he picked up the hairdryer that was still in place and said, "Wait a minute, your hair is still wet, let me dry it for you before going to bed! "

"Okay." Yan Junyi sat down again, looking upright.

"...Pfft." He Yunqing couldn't help laughing, and went over to blow his wet hair, "Yan Junyi, so you are nervous?"

Yan Junyi let his hands play with his hair, straightened his back, and clenched his clenched hands a few times, "No."

It's just that the other party didn't speak again, and he couldn't help wondering if he said something wrong.

But before he could figure it out, his hair was already dried. He Yun gently put down the hair dryer, and said softly, "...I'm quite nervous."

As he spoke, he unconsciously lowered his eyebrows and gave him a shy look, then turned and went back to his room.

Yan Junyi was stunned, and sat in the same place for a while before getting up and going in, and then saw He Yunqing lying on the side of the bed, under the night light emitting a dim yellow halo, he couldn't tell if he was asleep.

He walked over slowly, as if he had been brewing for a long time before sitting down.

He Yunqing who had been tugging on the quilt suddenly turned over and asked in a low voice, "Yan Junyi, do you think we can go back?"

"..." Yan Junyi, who almost stood up again, collected himself, sat down and replied, "I don't know."

After a moment of silence, he said, "Do you like this place?"

He Yun sighed softly, lying down and looking at the snow-white ceiling, murmured, "I don't know what happened to the vegetables I planted, and I don't know if the two chickens I raised have run away. You and I are both 300 yuan. People from years ago always have to go back."

"Yeah." Yan Junyi tilted his head slightly, "I will find a way to go back."