Skilled in managing a house

Ye Buli lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and looked like he was sleeping. Mo Daguang had no choice but to leave the room angrily.

Hearing the sound of the door ringing, although Ye Buli did not open his eyes, his heart was already spinning.

What Mo Daguang asked him just now was really strange, especially the question about whether he met anyone in the tomb. What does that mean?

What made Ye Buli angry the most was that he narrowly escaped death inside, and this old bastard only cared about the copper seal and the situation inside, and didn't care about him at all.

He vaguely realized that there seemed to be something wrong here.

At this moment, the door opened again, and junior sister Tang Wanyan's voice rang out, "Senior brother."

Ye Buli opened his eyes and said, "The old bastard is gone."

"Uncle Master is back." Tang Wanyan said.

Ye Buli sat up immediately and said, "Let's go."

"Leave?" Tang Wanyan was stunned, "You are so tired now, how can you leave? Didn't you say you will have a night's rest before leaving tomorrow?"

"No more rest." Ye Buli got off the ground and said, "Take the useful things with you and leave the useless ones with you. Let's climb over the wall."

Tang Wanyan was even more stunned, "What is this?"

"Don't worry about it, we'll talk about it after we leave." Ye Buli said eagerly.

"Well, I don't have anything important, just a few of your magic weapons." Tang Wanyan said, taking a small box next to her.

Ye Buli then took Tang Wanyan's hand and didn't even leave the door. He directly opened the back window and climbed out of the window.

"By the way, where is our car parked? Don't forget the car keys." Ye Buli said.

"In the parking lot." Tang Wanyan said.

Ye Buli was really nimble in doing things. He climbed over the wall and went out to the parking lot. After picking up the car, Tang Wanyan drove straight to the national highway.

Tang Wanyan didn't understand what Ye Buli meant. When she was approaching the national highway, she asked in a low voice: "Senior brother, why did you leave without saying goodbye? I don't know if my uncle will be anxious if he can't find us."

"He can still care about our life and death." Ye Buli curled his lips and said, "This old bastard asked me to rob a tomb, and I almost died in it."

"When you first came back, I heard what you said. The inmate died in the grave, and I wanted to ask you what was going on," Tang Wanyan said worriedly.

"God knows how he knew there was a tomb there. There were so many traps inside, even the Maoshan Spirit Map was inserted into it." Ye Buli said angrily.

"Ah?" Tang Wanyan was shocked, "Maoshan Lingtu has been included in it. What should I do?"

"What else can we do? Let's wait until we get back. I'm really unlucky this time and I've suffered a big loss." Ye Buli said with a frown.

After saying that, he stretched and was already drowsy.

Tang Wanyan said with concern: "Senior brother, if you are sleepy, just have a good sleep. I will tell you when the time comes."

"Yeah." Ye Buli closed his eyes, no longer having the energy to speak, and fell asleep quickly.

In the bathroom of the hotel.

"Cough cough cough cough cough."

A violent coughing sound woke Zhang Yu up.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Wen Qiong coughing non-stop and blowing air out of his nose from time to time. He knew from the look that he must be choking.

"Auntie, are you okay?" Zhang Yu asked with concern.

"It's okay. I coughed and choked." Wen Qiong said with a sore nose.

Now she was in tears, obviously choked.

In this bathtub, Zhang Yu's legs were long enough to directly touch the other end of the bathtub, preventing his body from sliding down. But Wen Qiong was different. She was not as tall as Zhang Yu, and she was buoyant underwater. As soon as she fell asleep, her body slid involuntarily, and she choked.

To be honest, the bathtub is a bit shallow, otherwise it would choke someone to death.

"Auntie, please bend down." Zhang Yu immediately reached out and held Wen Qiong's neck, asking her to bend down, and then gently patted Wen Qiong's head a few times with his hand.

This trick really worked, and Wen Qiong's anger soon subsided.

Wen Qiong said with tears in her eyes: "I actually choked and it affected your rest."

"What's the impact? It's all my fault for falling asleep. By the way, let's not rest here. Let's go to bed and lie down." Zhang Yu said.

"Yeah." Wen Qiong nodded lightly.

Zhang Yu looked at Wen Qiong. This was the body of "Pan Yun", with a perfect figure. He was not wearing a wig at the moment, and his hair was soaked, like hibiscus in the water.

After just one glance, Zhang Yu didn't dare to look again. He quickly climbed out of the water and said, "Auntie, I'll get you a towel."

He quickly took the towel, and his body was dripping with water. He handed the towel to Wen Qiong and said, "Here."

Wen Qiong took the towel and slowly came out of the water. Zhang Yu turned around quickly and did not look at her.

She didn't want to, but Wen Qiong said politely: "Come here."

"What's the matter?" Zhang Yu asked with his back turned.

"Come and sit." Wen Qiong said softly.

"Yeah." Zhang Yu responded softly, not understanding what Wen Qiong meant. He didn't turn around, just stepped back.

Coming to the side of the bathtub, the edge of the bathtub is 40 centimeters wide, enough to sit down. Zhang Yu sat down, lowered his head, and asked a little puzzled: "What's the matter?"

"I'll wipe your body." Wen Qiong said softly, taking the dry towel in his hand and gently wiping the water off Zhang Yu's body.

Wen Qiong's body is like a jade sculpture, her eyes are full of tenderness and her cheeks are flushed. Her movements were gentle, like a mother's care, and like a wife's tenderness.

Only two people had ever wiped him with a towel. One is his mother. That was when Zhang Yu took a bath when he was a child. His mother was like this. After he became sensible, there was no one left. After he and Yang Ying had a skin-to-skin kiss, Yang Ying once wiped him like this.

Now, there is another woman, Wen Qiong.

Zhang Yu felt a little hot and embarrassed, and felt strange in his heart. In fact, he saw Wen Qiong's tender eyes several times, but he always felt that this was not the case and should not be related to the personal relationship between his children.

Wen Qiong wiped the water off Zhang Yu's body. Zhang Yu was wearing shorts. Of course Wen Qiong would not wipe him there. Instead, she wringed it out and wiped the water off his legs.

"Auntie, thank you." Zhang Yu whispered.

"I should be the one to say thank you. You have always taken care of me and protected me. I am just doing what I can," Wen Qiong said softly.

"The water on my body has been wiped clean. Now you can wipe your own," Zhang Yu said in a low voice.

Wen Qiong's mouth moved, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything. She nodded and said "Yeah."

She wiped herself off and looked at Zhang Yu shyly, "Let's go inside and rest."

"Okay." Zhang Yu nodded and glanced at Wen Qiong.

Wen Qiong seemed to guess her thoughts and said deliberately carelessly: "When I came in, you were the one holding..."