Pieces of red petals clustered around Murongxue's beautiful body. His shoulders and neck exposed on the water were as delicate as porcelain, exuding the girl's unique luster.
Ouyang Shaochen ’s obsidian-like pupils were as deep as a pool, and he walked to the side of the bath like a wind, stretched his arms into the water, and embraced her waist.
The surface of the water fluctuated slightly, and Murong Xue was startled, and suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the handsome face Ouyang Shaochen was close, frowning puzzledly: "How did you come in?"
"You have bathed for an hour without any movement. I'm afraid you're in trouble. Just come in and see." Ouyang Shaochen glanced at her indifferently, her eyes full of contempt: even taking a bath in the bath can even fall asleep ...
Murongxue moved her body, only to find that the water in the bath was slightly cold, and she did sleep for a long time.
"Bring me the cotton quilt, please." Ouyang Shaochen was standing by the bath. She couldn't stand up and take the cotton quilt with her body. She had to ask him for help.
Ouyang Shaochen stretched out his hand and pulled off the cotton quilt on Xiaoji. Instead of handing it to Murong Xue, she raised her waist and wrapped her cotton quilt around her at the moment her slender body emerged from the water.
The two trembling snow loomed under the thin cotton bud, like the red plum blossoming quietly in the thousands of miles of iceberg.
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flashed unnaturally, holding her out of the screen: there was still a little room for development in the place where she should be convex.
The interior room is quiet, and the pale golden sunlight shines into the room through the lattice window, pouring a room of warmth.
Ouyang Shaochen gently placed Murongxue on the Jin mattress. Her hair like a waterfall instantly filled most of the bed. The fair, delicate skin exuded a lustrous luster, and the cold eyes flashed a little confused The slender neck exposed and the delicate collarbone all seemed to charm people's hearts with a fatal attraction.
Ouyang Shaochen's deep pupils were full of black mist, turned around and walked to the sandalwood table, poured a cup of tea and drank, and the light at the bottom of the eyes dissipated slightly ...
Murong Xue grabbed the cotton bud and slowly sat up, glaring at him: "Ouyang Shizi, you will drink tea later, help me find some clothes!"
Her original clothes were stained with mud and a heavy smell of mud, and she could not wear them anymore. She couldn't always wrap this big cotton par.
"I have asked the next person to go to Yixiangge to help you buy clothes. I don't have any women's clothes in my room yet. You should wear mine first." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, and walked to the cabinet and took out a set of white Liyi threw it into Murongxue's arms.
The lining is soft, slippery, and the feel is extremely comfortable, faintly with the faint ink bamboo fragrance unique to Ouyang Shaochen.
Murong Xue nodded with satisfaction, and looked at Ouyang Shaochen who was standing in front of the bed, frowning tightly: "Ouyang Shizi, I'm going to change clothes, please turn around, or move away!"
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes fell, and he turned around, his back turned to Murong Xue!
Looking at his slender figure, Murong Xue raised his eyebrows lightly, and turned around so easily. He didn't argue with her again, 'This is his room', which is really rare, but Ouyang Shaochen's heart is black, who knows him Isn't he making any ideas? She still needs a layer of protection, which is safer!
Murongxue smiled and thought, grabbed the thin cover next to him, quietly pulled the cotton kerchief under the thin cover, and put on a silk lining.
The blouse was worn on her, fat and fat, and it was almost to the knee, no need to wear other clothes at all!
Murongxue looked up at Ouyang Shaochen and said with a smile: "Thank you Ouyang Shizi for borrowing my clothes. This white trouser is not needed anymore. Shizi put it away."
Ouyang Shaochen turned around and saw that Murong Xue was sitting on the bed in a white blouse, exposing two tender white legs, slender and straight like a bamboo tube, exuding pearl-like luster in the pale golden sunlight.
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flickered unnaturally, and slowly walked forward, grabbing the thin and long legs that covered her white tenderness: "Be careful with cold!"
Murong Xue didn't take it for granted: it's summer now, how can it catch a cold!However, her head was a little dizzy and her eyes were getting more and more tired. She was just waking up: "Shizi, did you put ice in your room?"
"Release just now. After you came in, I ordered someone to remove the ice. Why? Are you sick?" Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, looking up at her.
"It's not uncomfortable, it just feels a little cold!" Murong Xue said lowly, Qing Ling's voice was weak.
"Cold?" Shaochen Ouyang glanced at her and stared at Murong Xue carefully. She saw her arms sitting on the bed, her slender body trembling slightly, and her bright face was not stained with two unnatural colors.
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes narrowed slightly, Bai Yu's palm gently touched Rongxue's forehead, abnormal heat came from his palm, he frowned tightly: she is infected with the wind and cold, but now, in summer, she is so good, how can it be dyed Wind chill?
"Cough cough cough!" Murongxue coughed heavily, Qing Ling's voice was slightly hoarse, Yingrun's lips were slightly dry, a strand of ink fell gently, blocking her sight, she reached out and plucked her ear, the left arm The sleeve slipped quietly along the delicate skin to the arms, revealing a long wound ...
Looking at the abnormal color of the wound, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes narrowed sharply: "Your wound is soaked?"
"Well!" Murong Xue nodded. When she jumped into the pond to avoid the search of the guards, she had to be hidden in the water. The wound on her left arm was naturally covered with water.
"The wound was soaked with water and deteriorated. That's why you have a high fever." Shaochen Ouyang said lightly, took out a small porcelain bottle, carefully sprayed the medicine foam on her wound, carefully bandaged, and gently whispered: " This sword wound is very deep. Do not touch the water before the injury is healed. Otherwise, the injury will deteriorate and you will have a high fever ... "
"I know!" Murong Xue nodded feebly: This time, she accidentally missed the secret calculation of Ye Yichen before leaving the wound with water, and she would never be so careless next time.
Bai Yu held a thin white cloth with his fingers and knotted it skillfully. After the wound was bandaged, Ouyang Shaochen looked at Murong Xue lightly and said: "Your high fever must take medicine to retreat. I will order you to take medicine."
"Don't, I don't drink bitter medicinal juice." Murong Xue hurriedly refused: the ancient medicinal juice was too bitter. I drank it once and never wanted to drink it again.
Ouyang Shaochen frowned gently: "You are extremely cold, your forehead is like a fire, if you don't drink medicine, you will be burned in a few hours and the illusion!"
"But I really don't want to drink such a bitter medicine." Murong Xue frowned tightly, and his bitter face saw Ouyang Shaochen's mouth curled up with a few invisible smiles: "Don't drink medicine, eat Pills are fine too. "