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Chapter 473 The Sick Male Protagonist Who Loves Contradicting His Master (45)

But Li Chengyun called the waiter from the shop and asked him to bring more hot water later.

"Brother Li wants to take a bath?"

Li Chengyun smiled gently at Du Heng, "No, it is for the master. Although there is a cleansing technique, the master prefers water. After a long day's journey, a hot bath can also relieve fatigue."

Du Heng looked curiously at this ex-senior brother whom he had only heard about but never got along with, and found that even though he was doing such tedious and unnecessary trivial things, the joy in his eyes couldn't stop appearing.

At that moment Du Heng felt a little weird.

Almost all of Zhan Wufeng's disciples are sword idiots. In their eyes, only the way of the sword is supreme, and no one can distinguish between cultivation and the position of the sword in their hearts.

When he started, this senior brother Li had already become a disciple of Yujing Yuanjun, but Du Heng had heard a lot about this senior brother's various deeds.

Cultivating a genius, a young man forming alchemy.

He was once the most proud disciple of Immortal Zhuhua, and some people even secretly said that if he hadn't gone to Guanghan Peak later, Immortal Zhuhua would have planned to train him as the next master of Zhanwufeng.

But it's such a dazzling person who now uses an expression that can be called "happiness" just because he prepared a bucket of hot water for his master?
Are Guanghan Peak's disciples all so weird?
Du Heng watched helplessly as Li Chengyun ordered Xiaoer to put hot water at the door, and then saw him get up and knock on the door of Yujing Yuanjun's room with the hot water.

"Master, this disciple is here to bring you water."

"come in."

Li Chengyun held two huge buckets in both hands, and he didn't feel heavy, so he opened the door with his shoulders and walked in.

"Why did you bring the water? I'm not that picky when I'm out. I didn't intend to take a bath."

Li Chengyun smiled warmly, "After a long day of driving, soaking in hot water is always more comfortable."

He put down the bucket and rolled up his sleeves, "I guess the bathtub here is not very clean, disciple will help you move it away, disciple Najie has a new bathtub, but it is a little smaller, I feel sorry for Master."

Si Jiu watched with a complicated expression as Li Chengyun removed the original bathtub for her, then took out an oversized bathtub from Najie and put it down. bucket of warm water, and then straightened up and looked back at her, "Okay, Master."

He smiled very gently, with slight sweat on his forehead, pure eyes, and fists of heart.

Even Sijiu couldn't help being shaken by his appearance.

"Cough...it's been hard work, let's go and rest earlier."

"The disciple is just across the street. If Master needs anything, just give me an order."

The sound of footsteps faded away, and then there was a creaking sound of the door, presumably he had gone out.

Shen Xinghe snorted, "I'll see the needles." Immediately afterwards, he frowned again, "The sound insulation of this dilapidated room is too poor..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the rustling of clothes rubbing against each other, and Shen Xinghe's voice stopped suddenly.

He realized, as if belatedly, that Ning Qingmeng was undressing and Ning Qingmeng was walking.

wow...

Ning Qingmeng fell into the water, occasionally there was a slight sound of water.

Shen Xinghe suddenly closed his eyes, but there seemed to be a fog-shrouded Guanghan Pool and the half-wet figure in the Guanghan Pool in front of his eyes.

The long black hair scattered in the water, the slender and graceful neck, the small and lovely collarbone, and... the undulations that are half hidden under the water surface, making people think about it.

The clothes that were tightly attached to her body, because they were soaked through, could not cover the scenery inside at all...

For a moment, Shen Xinghe only felt that his throat was extremely thirsty, and once again felt the urgent restlessness and longing in his dream.

His eyes darkened, as if angry and hesitant.

The faint sound of the water next door seemed to be magnified countless times in his ears. Even if he couldn't see it, one picture after another could appear in his mind very clearly.

Shen Xinghe lay upright on the bed with a blank expression on his face. After a long while, he clenched the hand by his side and moved it down bit by bit.

　Shen Xinghe's diary: ………………………………

　　Don't ask, just ask...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)