Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 216 Shameless

"Hehe, Baiyun, let him go."

Behind him, there was a low call, very magnetic and pampering.

Meng Baiyun let go, turned his head and threw the ingot of silver in his hand at the man.

Fortunately, Long Aohan was very skilled, and he caught the silver steadily.

"Long Aohan, you want to share a room with me. You are too contemptuous of this little money. If you have the ability, move a mountain of gold and silver. It's childish."

Baili Qianxing watched anxiously as the ingot of silver returned to its original owner. His wrist must have been disabled. He had made a loss-making business today.

No, money, money, his money.

Through the railing, he grabbed the corner of Long Aohan's clothes: "My lord, my hand hurts so much. It's all because of you that I was injured. Woohoo, my lord, you have to be responsible for him."

Meng Baiyun's hand that opened the door trembled from the cold.

Inexplicably unable to hold back his laughter, he wanted to see if Long Aohan's face under the mask would be distorted now.

"Young master, it really hurts, and I won't let you rub it, but does it cost money to see a doctor? I'm a young man, and I don't have much monthly money. If my hands don't look good, I'll suffer from sequelae... "

Seek the area of ​​Long Aohan's psychological shadow at this moment.

Meng Baiyun turned his head leisurely, with a playful expression on his face: "Hey, don't hurry up and be responsible to others."

Long Aohan's hair was black, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

He regretted asking Meng Baiyun to let him go just now.

The door of Meng Baiyun's room was closed again, Long Aohan knew what the boy was doing who was only staring at his right hand, he let go, and the silver fell down the stairs.

The one with the broken hand now has a good hand, happily rushing to pick up the silver.

However, just as he was about to make a move, he was stepped on by a foot.

He looked up, his heart was broken.

But the eyes are more charming and flattering: "Young master, um, young master."

Long Aohan felt a chill all over his body.

"It's okay to ask for money, just do me a favor."

"Sir, tell me, tell me, tell me quickly."

He was obviously a miser, and his face changed when he heard about Qian, but he was also somewhat normal.

"I want you to inquire about a temple for me."

"Enenenenen, say what you say."

Well, it's still not normal.

But it's better than being coquettish just now.

If you look closely, you can see the male face and the female face, with wide open eyes and a pious face, which is really cute.

Long Aohan quickly brushed away the years, he hadn't been close to women for a long time, everything he saw felt like a woman.

"Jialan Temple, I want you to help me check this temple."

Jialan Temple.

Baili Qianxing had never heard of it.

He is also an old Suye. He was born in Suye City, grew up in Suye City, and has been in Suye City since he became an adult. Although he yearns for the outside world, he has been too shy to see the outside world, and has saved money. If he doesn't come down, he may die of old age in this city, but if he lives, he knows all the temples in Suye City, big and small, but he has never heard of Jialan Temple.

Jialan Temple Jialan Temple.

No, I can't say I haven't heard of it, or the money will be gone.

So, he nodded his head: "It's on me, I know all the big and small temples in Suye City, this Jialan Temple, of course I also know it, but it seems to have been demolished several times, I will find it, I will find it." If I find out where it has moved now, I will tell you, and you say, okay, my lord~~~"

After a few shifts, he came again, acting coquettishly and cutely, causing Long Aohan's goosebumps.

"You go and finish it, I only give you one day."

One day, this is too little, but for the sake of money, he has to agree for half a day.

So he was serious and sincere: "Enenenenen, at this time tomorrow, I will definitely give you an answer."

After finishing speaking, a pair of eyes looked pitifully at Long Aohan's toes.

Rich people wear top-quality satin shoes, which cannot be found in Suye City.

It seems that he even wants this pair of shoes, which can sell for a lot of money.

Baili Qianxing didn't realize that his saliva was about to flow out.

He also didn't realize that when Long Aohan pulled his foot away, he actually grabbed his shoes instead of silver.

When he felt condescendingly looked down upon by the man holding the shoes, he quickly let go with a playful smile and bent his coarse cloth gown to polish his shoes: "Young master's shoes are dirty, dirty."

It's so smooth, it's very comfortable to touch, and when you wear it on your body, uh, uh, it would be great if he could wear it once in his life.

Long Aohan withdrew his feet in disgust, turned around and went upstairs.

Walking to Meng Baiyun's door, with helplessness in his eyes, he entered his own room next door.

Meng Baiyun didn't sleep well that night because he missed Guigu.

When she woke up in the morning, she was going to inquire about the whereabouts of Jialan Temple, but was held back by Long Aohan.

"You and I are not familiar with this place, I have already arranged for someone to inquire."

What he said was reasonable, Meng Baiyun knew that he cared more about Guigu than himself.

He must have made arrangements.

Meng Baiyun didn't sleep well all night, and was really sleepy, so he turned and went upstairs: "Let me know when you have any news."

Go back to the room, close the door, put the latch on it, and just lay down on the bed when someone knocked on the door.

Afraid of missing out on the Jialan Temple, she reluctantly got up and opened the door.

Long Aohan stood at the door: "Running all the way, you don't have time to take care of yourself, your hair is greasy."

The corners of Meng Baiyun's eyes twitched, what did he want to do.

"In addition to the many temples in Suye City, Buddhist culture is prevalent, and the hot springs are also very famous."

Soaking in hot springs is really a kind of enjoyment for Meng Baiyun, who is sticky all over and has greasy hair.

But if you go with Long Aohan, then there is no need.

"I'll just wash up at the inn."

"Let's go, not far behind this inn, you can soak in hot springs. I inquired about it in the morning. There are more than ten pools, large and small, with different effects. Among them, the soy milk hot spring is very good for the skin, and there is also the chamomile hot spring. , can relieve stress, relax the body and mind, and there is also a professional massage over there to relieve fatigue."

I'm going, SPA!
Meng Baiyun was so excited.

Meng Baiyun's exhausted nerves were clamoring to go, let's go.

She imagined that after soaking in the hot spring, she would lie comfortably on the bed and have someone make her face and squeeze her shoulders. For her now, it was a fairy-like enjoyment.

In places like ancient times where the gender system was strict, the hot springs for men and women should be separated, and it is impossible to see Long Aohan.

Go, why not go.

She squinted at Long Aohan arrogantly: "Wait, I'll get a change of clothes."

He took his clothes and followed Long Aohan out of the inn. As he said, there was a hot spring not far away, and before he got close to it, he could smell a strong fragrance.

In this smell, there are floral, milky, and medicinal scents.

There were two welcoming guests waiting at the door, and when they saw Meng Baiyun and Long Aohan, they politely said please.

Full marks for service attitude.

Going in, there is a hall first, which is decorated in a simple and elegant way, and most of the green potted plants are placed, because the words of water vapor in this place grow lush and lush.

When you go in again, you will be divided into male soup and female soup.

Naturally, Meng Baiyun went to the women's soup, probably because of the early morning, there was no one there, and it felt good to book the place.

She took off her clothes, untied her hair tie, and her hair fell down. She felt a little disgusted by herself.

Sure enough, it was very oily. When I pinched it to the edge of my nose and smelled it, it smelled like sweat.

No matter how concerned she is, she is still a woman. Meng Baiyun slipped into the water and swam all over.
The soft long hair was loose, brushing her cheeks and shoulders, tickling.

The natural hot spring is sprinkled with chamomile petals. She playfully grabbed a handful of petals, let go of her hands under the water, and watched the petals rise with the buoyancy while puffing with her eyes open.

The fatigue of the past few days was swept away.

A long-lost sweet smile appeared on her face, and she got out of the water until she couldn't hold her breath anymore, and took a big mouthful of fresh air greedily, with a relaxed expression on her face.

The hot spring pool is too small and too shallow, otherwise she really wants to swim twice.

Looking up, there is a milky white pool next door, which is relatively large.

Looking at the sign standing next to it, it said the words Milk Pond.

It turned out to be a milk pool.

Judging by the color, I'm afraid it poured a lot of milk, which is quite extravagant.

However, as a "tourist city", Suye City must be able to visit either devout Buddhists or those with some money. This luxury can also be recouped.

Meng Baiyun took a body of chamomile petals and entered the milk pool. The pool was very large and the milk was fragrant.

She couldn't help but want to bow her head and take a sip. In this way, it really tastes good.

Just as I was about to call for someone, I saw a young woman come in with a respectful posture, holding a wooden tray in her hand, and squatting down in front of her, "Miss, this is what the young master ordered for you."

Fruit, scented tea.

He's pretty thoughtful.

"Understood, let's put it here."

When the woman went out, Meng Baiyun lay down on the edge of the pool, and took a sip of scented tea, roselle scented tea, bright in color, slightly sour in taste, with rock sugar in it, sour and slightly sweet.

The fruits are seasonal watermelons and honeydew melons, but unexpectedly they are iced.

Meng Baiyun confirmed once again that most people in this place probably cannot afford it.

After taking a bite of iced watermelon, the coolness slipped into the throat, and the whole body was comfortable.

She narrowed her eyes unconsciously, turned around, and happily swam in the pool.

The pool was not deep, and the middle was only waist-length away. She swam in the water like a water snake.

No one else came in, she was free and happy.

The round shoulders and sexy calves are half exposed on the water, and the long black hair is like black velvet satin in the milky white water.

She swam a few laps, returned to the shore, stuffed another piece of watermelon, sat on a specially set up stone chair in the water, spread her hands on the water, leaned back, and closed her eyes in the most comfortable position .

After a night of sleepless nights and three days of exhausting running around, she was really sleepy.

Smelling the delicious milk aroma and the slightly sour taste of roselle flower in her mouth, she gradually fell into a dream.

In a daze, I felt someone coming in.

She didn't care, thinking it was a guest.

She woke up suddenly with a hand on her waist.

Long Aohan's face was close at hand, she instinctively retreated, but she forgot that there was also a rock behind her, and there was no way to retreat.

His cheeks were flushed suddenly, his lips were sealed with gentle force.

"Well!"

(End of this chapter)