Zhao Ya took Huo Jing's clothes and secretly hid in her parents' house. As a daughter, she naturally had a key to the house. Zhao Ling and his wife's house was much larger than Zhao Ya's, and there were a lot more furniture in it.

What stands out is the screen in front of the double bed, which brings out the atmosphere of the bedroom.

Zhao Ya's parents have gone out. After all, the Zhao family's family business is not small. Although the couple has a high position in the family, they cannot stay at home all the time.

Zhao Ya hid in the bathroom, untied her long blue dress, leaving only a thin pink underwear, and then started busy helping Huo Jing wash clothes. The smell of metal made her sick to her stomach.

But at this time, he was scrubbing those white hands vigorously on it.

Those white and smooth little hands and her clumsy and unfamiliar movements clearly showed that she had never washed her own clothes. Generally speaking, before the women in the family got married, their mothers helped them wash their clothes. This was also done voluntarily by the mother.

A pair of smooth hands as white as jade is obviously more attractive to men than a pair of rough hands.

Mothers also think about their daughters.

There is a bag of liquid similar to laundry detergent on the wall of the bathroom. However, these liquids are collected from a kind of tree. They are a bit sticky, but the cleaning effect is very good, and they also have a light fragrance. The most important thing is this

This liquid can be washed away by rinsing with clean water, so the washed clothes will be white and fragrant without this sticky liquid.

Zhao Ya added a lot of liquid to Huo Jing's clothes. After all, the metallic smell was really strong and it would be difficult to cover it up without adding more perfume. Fortunately, this perfume also has the function of removing odor.

I guess that metallic smell will go away in the future.

Zhao Ya was scrubbing Huo Jing's black robe. The man's entire set of clothes was very big, so it was not easy to scrub. Fortunately, Zhao Ya had the power of Yaoguang Xiaocheng. The golden light covered her small hands, increasing her strength and protecting her at the same time.

Good for your smooth little hands.

Washing clothes is not easy, especially for Zhao Ya who is washing clothes for the first time, but now she is doing the washing with pleasure. Sometimes it seems that she is clean, and when she turns to another place, her pretty face is wiped with a trace of

He was naughty and dissatisfied, and then continued scrubbing. Sometimes after rinsing, he picked it up close to his nose and smelled it. If he felt that he was still not satisfied, he continued to add fragrance and washed it again. In the end, Huo Jing's black robe actually had a certain smell.

Fragrant smell.

"Huh? It's really clean and smells good!" Zhao Ya rinsed it three times, then picked up Huo Jing's robe, unfolded it, turned it over and couldn't find any stains, and couldn't smell the metallic smell.

Make a curved line on your mouth, giving you the feeling of a happy little daughter-in-law.

Zhao Ya twisted the black robe until there was no leakage. Xiao Cheng's hand strength was better than that of a washing machine. The clothes were probably half dry. It was estimated that they would be completely dry in just half a day. She placed Huo Jing's black robe on the screen.

, took off her sky blue long skirt, and after putting it on, she could not see the pink underwear underneath. It seemed that this thin long skirt had a pretty good shielding effect.

Zhao Ya pulled out the three thousand black hairs buried in her long skirt, and her little head swayed slightly to let them fall freely, no more, no less, just above her waist, and a few longer black hairs in the middle actually touched the

With her perky buttocks and Zhao Ya's height of 1.75 meters, having such long hair does not feel too long, but is a kind of beauty.

Holding Huo Jing's black robe in her fair hands, she smiled slightly, then left her parents' house, locked the door, and secretly ran to the Zhao family's clothes-drying space, where she handed Huo Jing's black robe next to her father's clothes.

I hung it up to dry, squinting my red eyes slightly, it turned out that this is how it feels to dry the clothes of the man I like.

In Zhao Ya's bedroom, Huo Jing had already cleaned up the plate of fruit, hung the dagger on his waist, and held the fine iron epee in his hand, swinging it carefully in Zhao Ya's room, moving very slowly, for fear of overturning the house.

, thrust out with a sword, even though it only used a small amount of star power, it caused the surrounding star power to fluctuate and become chaotic, making a subtle explosion sound of "pop".

"What kind of power is this? Why haven't you heard it from your father?" Huo Jing was puzzled, because no one in the Fengyun Empire had understood the battle. Of course, there would be no records of this knowledge, if Huo Jing hadn't accidentally hit the ground.

Entering the state of selflessness, and then condensing the unique lines of the golden body, it is impossible for him to understand this kind of battle. This is opportunity, which can be encountered but cannot be sought. If Huo Jing wants to escape into this state in the future, it is estimated that

It's difficult.

"This? It's so strong! I think if I swing the sword with all my strength now, it can blow a large number of people away." Huo Jing smiled slightly. No matter what kind of power it was, anyway, in his twelve-year-old mind, he simply knew that as long as he let

It is a good thing that he is stronger and has no bad influence on himself. Because of this simple thought, Huo Jing has been living a simple life without any worries.

"'Jing Huo'." As soon as Zhao Ya entered the door, she saw Huo Jing standing there holding a sword, dumbfounded. Then she saw Huo Jing cleaning up the fruits, leaving only a small grape there to announce that he did not have any.

After holding the nest, he smiled, then his phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and he rolled his eyes at Huo Jing.

Huo Jing scratched the back of his head and laughed awkwardly: "Here, I'm hungry, so I couldn't hold it back for a while."

Zhao Ya looked lovingly at Huo Jing, who was seven years younger than herself, with a slightly red face, and said, "I'll prepare delicious food for you. What do you want to eat?"

Hearing this, Huo Jing's eyes lit up and his mouth watered. Then he swallowed a big mouthful of saliva and said, "Anything is good. As long as it is made by sister Ya'er, I like to eat it."

Hearing this, Zhao Ya pursed her red lips slightly and felt a sense of happiness, "I like them all." Her face was filled with flames, and the temperature of her pretty face rose instantly. She glanced at Huo Jing and hurried out, leaving behind an extremely gentle numb word.

Whisper: "Just wait a moment."

Hearing this extremely gentle whisper, Huo Jing shuddered involuntarily, blinking his eyes constantly, looking at Zhao Ya's back that seemed to be leaving, and said in his heart: "Why do I always feel that something is wrong..."

····It seems that Sister Yaer is a little too nice to me..."

"Random thoughts, random thoughts!" Huo Jing shook his head, how could it be possible that a nineteen-year-old young lady would fall in love with a fledgling kid like him? He was only twelve years old!

"It must be Sister Ya'er who is so hospitable." Huo Jing comforted himself in his heart, and then he didn't care about it anymore. At the age of twelve, he was not very sensitive to feelings, and he always thought about becoming the strongest person in the world.

The latter immediately continued to dance his pitch-black giant sword, making a "pop-pop" impact sound.

When I was a child, Zhao Ya's boudoir was filled with the fragrant smell. The aroma of barbecue drove away the fragrance of the girl's boudoir. In the quiet boudoir, the two of them sat side by side. There were four plates of barbecue and two plates of green vegetables on the table.

A bowl of lotus seed soup, two pairs of chopsticks, and two identical bowls.

At this moment, a man and a woman are alone in the same room, having a delicious meal together, and it is extremely ambiguous.

When the two sat down to eat for a while, Huo Jing's hunger urge to eat dissipated, and Zhao Ya's joy dissipated. What followed was a strange embarrassment.

There is a piece of green vegetable, and the chopsticks keep picking it here and there, like a cat teasing a mouse.

In Huo Jing's bowl, there was a piece of barbecue that he had taken a bite of, lying there quietly. Huo Jing's chopsticks stopped in mid-air, and his eyes secretly glanced at the absent-minded Zhao Ya. At this time, the latter's face was red and his white teeth were light.

Biting her red lips, her body exuded a strange fragrance. It was not the usual fragrance, but an impulsive fragrance.

"Could it be true?!" Huo Jing swallowed the saliva in his throat. He really didn't know how to accept this kind of sister-brother love. Zhao Ya was similar in age to his sister Huo Shishi. What did Huo Jing think?

, and always thought that she was Ya'er's sister. After all, there was a seven-year age difference between the two.

"I'm so young..." Huo Jing was not ready to fall in love, let alone have a rumbling sibling relationship with a "sister".

"Ahem!" Huo Jing coughed dryly to break the atmosphere, and then said bitterly to Zhao Ya, who looked more docile than a cat: "Sister Ya'er, would it be better for us to move out to eat?"

Zhao Ya nodded with a dazed look, but her body still sat there motionless. The hormones rushing into the brain made people lose the ability to think.

"We are really in trouble now!" Huo Jing secretly complained in his heart. He knew that Zhao Ya was very good, and he also knew that Zhao Ya cared about him. However, Huo Jing regarded him as a sister from the beginning and did not have any feelings between men and women.

, Huo Jing didn’t dare to accept it, it would be unfair to Zhao Ya.

"'Jinghuo', you, what do you think, me, me?" Zhao Ya lowered her head slightly and twisted her little hands. Her heartbeat could already hear the "bang bang" beating sound, but she didn't

He knew that the person he was about to confess to even got his name wrong.

Huo Jing came out for training. When he met the Zhao family caravan, he naturally made up a fake name, "Jing Huo".

"Uh? This, this, is pretty good." Huo Jing was confused. At this time, he was really confused and didn't know what to say.

"You don't have a girlfriend yet?" Zhao Ya's face is redder than a red apple, and the temperature radiating from her body has already made Huo Jing beside her feel a little hot. Feelings are contagious, and a person's happiness can be contagious.

For other people, similarly, one person's nervousness can also make another person nervous. At this time, Huo Jing was also sweating on his forehead.

"No." Huo Jing was a little dizzy. As soon as he said the words, he realized that he really said the wrong thing this time!

"Then, can I..." Zhao Ya pursed her red lips, looked at the vegetables in the bowl, and said in a daze. Just when she was about to say the most important part, her best friend's

The voice sounded.

"Ya'er!" Suddenly, a seventeen-year-old girl rushed into Zhao Ya's boudoir. This move showed that she had a close relationship with Zhao Ya's sisters. When she saw Huo Jing and Zhao Ya,

When her face was flushed, she kept blinking her bright eyes.
Chapter completed!