The four men I've been slag have all come to the door

He saw Bei Qingru looking at him motionlessly by the pool, that icy gaze made Jiang Zi Nian feel a thorn in his heart.

Jiang Zinian didn't know why Bei Qingru wanted to do this by herself.

But when he saw that Bei Qingru's complexion was not good, he hesitated for a while, and finally took off his clothes little by little according to what Bei Qingru said.

The boy is thin and thin.

After Jiang Zinian took off his outer robe, only a snow-white inner garment was left.The pool water had already soaked his clothes, a little sticking to his body revealing his white skin.

In the cold pool, he glanced at Bei Qingru apprehensively, but Bei Qingru was not moved by it.He just looked at Jiang Zinian, his eyes were as cold as ice.

Jiang Zinian had no choice but to stretch out his fingers to untie the skirt of his clothes little by little.

The boy was thin and thin, and in the mist of the cold pool, he took off his clothes little by little, his snow-white body looming in the mist and pool water.

Bei Qingru watched him quietly by the pool, watched him take off the last coat, and then stood in front of him with a slightly pale complexion.

The pool of water overflows at least the shoulders and necks of young people.

Its delicate and small collarbone can be vaguely seen under the pool water, and a long and slender neck is white.

It's just that the water in the pool is clear, but fortunately there is still a little mist around the pool, and the young man's body is hidden in it.

At this moment, his small face was sharp, and his eyes seemed to be shimmering under the reflection of the pool water.

His lips were a little pale from the cold.

A few strands of black hair stuck to his ears, and large swaths of black ink were lingering in the water.

Snow-white skin, pale face, eyes with a sense of coldness and serenity, this time under the shadow of the water, reminds people of the soul-stirring spirits in the water.

There is no one in the Tiangu clan who is not beautiful, and Jiang Zinian's current body is perfect in every way, every inch of his body is just right.

His waist is thin and his limbs are soft, with black hair and snowy muscles. Although he can't do that kind of charming posture, because of his cold expression, he looks more and more charming to his bones.

The contrast is all the more captivating.

From the beginning to the end, Bei Qingru's complexion did not change at all.

He looked at Jiang Zinian with eyes as cold as ice.

After Jiang Zinian took off all his body, he inspected him with heavy eyes.

Seeing that there was no mark on Jiang Zinian's body that he shouldn't have, his face softened a little.

But his lips were still pursed tightly, and his eyes were gloomy.

"Here, wash it up." Bei Qingru said in a cold tone.

Jiang Zinian froze for a moment before he understood what he meant.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Bei Qingru, and saw that his face was still tense and his eyes were gloomy, making it hard to see his current emotions.

The water in Sun Moon Lake is the coolest and coldest. It is said that it can remove all turbidity and pollution, and purify the body and mind.

That's why Bei Qingru practiced here before.

Jiang Zinian felt a little fearful, he thought about it and listened to Bei Qingru's words.

He picked up a touch of water from the pool and poured it on himself.

The water in the cold pool was freezing cold, and he was trembling from the cold.

The dog belongs to fire, and the cold pool is too cold, and the water on the body feels almost stinging from the cold.

The fog above the cold pool was getting thicker and thicker.

Jiang Zinian didn't want to wash the pool of water here.

He held up a small handful with some embarrassment.

He washed like this a few times, but suddenly he saw the snow-white figure walking towards him.

Where the man's clothes passed, green lotuses bloomed on the pond.

Bei Qingru broke off a lotus leaf, then stopped in front of him.

He looked at Jiang Zinian with a cold and gloomy expression.

Jiang Zinian's expression darkened again when he saw his cramped appearance, and Jiang Zinian's heart tensed up.

Bei Qingru also went into the water.

His clothes were also completely soaked by water, but Bei Qingru didn't seem to care at all.

This time Bei Qingru was looking at him in the pool of water.

His eyes were as cold as ice, his expression was cold, his face was exquisite to the extreme, but also extremely cold.

The two of them are completely in the water, and the cold air is lingering, this scene is really a bit lingering.

Bei Qingru only glanced at him, then rolled up a bucket of water with the lotus leaf.

Jiang Zinian only felt that the man's cold hand touched his shoulder.

His hands were really different from ordinary people's hands, it was as cold as touching a piece of ice.

Bei Qingru didn't speak, but Jiang Zinian could feel his chilly aura behind him.

All the water from the Dendrobium pool was poured on him.

Jiang Zinian couldn't help shivering a few times, feeling that his whole body was about to freeze.

Bei Qingru's hand brushed against his back.

Jiang Zinian felt that the man was cleaning his whole body, his movements were not gentle, but just helping him clean there coldly.

Jiang Zinian stayed there in a daze for a long time, he didn't reject Bei Qingru for a while, and didn't know how to react.

He vaguely felt that things were going a bit wrong.

Now, Bei Qingru is helping him wash his whole body, the water from the cold pool is pouring over his body, his hands are rubbing against his skin over and over again, his demeanor is cold and even a little rough, and there is a hint of anger on his face.

Although there is no trace of desire in his movements, all this makes people feel extremely absurd.

Jiang Zinian saw Bei Qingru's black hair in the clear pool.

Where Jiang Zinian was in a daze, he looked at the white mist constantly rising from the pool of water, he felt that all of this seemed to be in a dream.

Now...

Bei Qingru was in this cold pool, helping him to take a bath.

Jiang Zinian felt that Bei Qingru's actions now were somewhat similar to that of helping him take a bath when he was still a little dog.

When he was a little tengu before, Bei Qingru also helped him take a bath like this.

Perhaps... In Bei Qingru's eyes, all mortals in the world are the same, and everything is just a fantasy.

He is a person who understands the Dao, and what he sees is different from ordinary people.

He and Bei Qingru are masters and apprentices, and Bei Qingru treats him like this, although Jiang Zinian feels a little embarrassed, thinking that this is Bei Qingru, not someone else...

Thinking of this, his tense body could not help but relax slightly...

Bei Qingru is such a cold and lonely person.

For a person like him, Jiang Zinian really didn't want anything else to blaspheme him.

Both of them are men, Bei Qingru is his master.Thinking of this, Jiang Zinian became calmer.

Bei Qingru helped him scrub his body, and he reached out to brush away the long wet hair on his back.

Jiang Zinian only felt that the coolness of his fingertips made him shiver slightly.

Bei Qingru's actions were somewhat rude.

Jiang Zi Nian could feel the chill all over his body getting colder and colder.

Jiang Zinian was washed by him over and over again, and the biting pool of water poured over him over and over again, as if he wanted him to turn into a child, the most naked|naked and purest child.

There is no need to understand other things in the world, and there is no need to grow up, as long as he is his own child.

He won't want to leave him, and he won't want to get along with other people. If he doesn't understand love|love, he will only be in his eyes.

In the end, Jiang Zinian's skin wrinkled and turned white from being soaked in the pool water.

The water of Sun Moon Lake would dissipate into mist when he scooped up a handful and poured it on him.

At the end of the wash, the water in the pool was much less, the water that was still flowing from his shoulders and neck could only reach his chest now.

The fog on the pool was getting heavier, Jiang Zinian gradually couldn't see Bei Qingru's figure clearly.

The water in the pool was piercingly cold, Jiang Zi Nian had forcibly changed his form before, coupled with the unhealed injuries before, the Tengu was already weak, the water in Sun Moon Lake really wasn't something anyone could bear.

Bei Qingru turned her face slightly in front of him, his hair fell down on his shoulders and neck.

Even his hair is cold, and it seems that even the tip of his hair is cold.

Jiang Zinian smelled a cool fragrance like a lotus on his body.

Jiang Zinian vaguely remembered that he had seduced him like this in this pool a long time ago.

Jiang Zinian felt slightly different.

Many lotus flowers had bloomed around them.

There have never been so many lotus flowers in Sun Moon Lake, and there are many white light spots floating around.

Jiang Zinian felt that the blood in his whole body was about to freeze, and his face was almost blue from the cold.

After washing several times, Bei Qingru picked him up from the water.

He looked at him with some darkness that Jiang Zinian couldn't understand.

His expression seemed to soften a little.

But the look in his eyes was so complicated that Jiang Zinian couldn't understand.

Jiang Zinian saw the anger in his eyes that hadn't dissipated, Jiang Zinian was about to say something when suddenly his eyes went dark.

When he woke up, he suddenly found that he had changed back to his original form.

He felt headache and headache, and his whole body was sore and limp. Jiang Zinian knew that he was suffering from frostbite.

The physique of the Tengu clan is too weak.

For the next few days, Jiang Zinian fell asleep after taking medicine in bed every day.

Regarding the events of that day, Bei Qingru didn't ask him any more.

Only sometimes, Jiang Zinian would see Bei Qingru looking at him.

Jiang Zinian had never seen Bei Qingru look at him like this.

He seemed to be thinking about something.

His usually calm eyes were no longer calm this time.

In that instant, Jiang Zinian saw loneliness and a trace of forbearance on Bei Qingru's expressionless face.

He pursed his lips tightly as if he was enduring something.

Although Bei Qingru didn't do anything to get angry with him at present, he also never took the initiative to ask him about the situation that day.

Jiang Zinian faintly sensed that the matter didn't seem to be over...

Bei Qingru has always been reticent, but now he has a serious face every day, Jiang Zi can tell that he is actually angry.

On this day, Jiang Zinian looked at Bei Qingru's icy face, and carefully rubbed his small head against his palm.

Bei Qingru suddenly looked up at it.

His pale lips pursed again.

Jiang Zinian suddenly turned into a human form.

He knelt down in front of Bei Qingru, he said: "Master..."

"The disciple was wrong."

Jiang Zinian was wearing a thin underwear this time, the room is warm, his clothes were messy when he transformed into a human form like this.

The Tengu clan are all slender and glamorous people, their soft waists can be vaguely seen under the thin snow-white inner garment.

His black hair was also hanging by his ears, and his cheeks were pale, but the room was warm, but there was a touch of crimson, like the morning glow reflecting the snow, beautiful and moving.

Bei Qingru looked at him for a long time, then slightly closed her eyes.

After a long time, Bei Qingru said, "Get up."

When Jiang Zinian heard this, he thought that he had finally forgiven him, and felt a little relieved.