The snow melted in the past two days, and the temperature outside became colder and colder, and there was nothing fun, so Heng Yu was too lazy to go out.

With the collar of the dirty kiss, Heng Yu lay back on the bed, the quilt was covered tightly on her body, and she shrank in the quilt and looked through the book to pass the time.

Bai Wuku sat on the chair, and when he lowered his eyes, he could see the collar that was rubbed with rouge and crumpled.

He picked up the teapot and poured a cup of warm water. He held the tea cup, but the edge of the cup never touched his lips. His gaze fell in the void, a little distracted.

Sitting withered for a moment, I realized that I put down the teacup, picked up the apples in the fruit pot and peeled them slowly.

After cutting it, it cut it into small pieces and put it into the plate. Liaowu walked back to the bed with the plate, sat cross-legged beside Hengyu, picked up an apple and handed it to Hengyu's mouth.

Heng Yu's eyes did not leave the book, and his mouth opened to accept his feeding.

After Hengyu swallowed the apple in her mouth, a new piece of apple was handed to her lips.

After eating five or six pieces in a row, Heng Yu finally looked up at enlightenment: "Why don't you eat?"

Daju said, "This is for you to eat."

Heng Yu put down his sentence book: "Didn't you change your clothes?"

"It doesn't matter whether you or not, there are only you and me in the wing room."

The inner robe that I realized was still the same one just now, and the red rouge marks on the collar were very conspicuous. Because she had been holding the inner robe tightly just now, the inner robe had become wrinkled.

With his personality, he shouldn't be wearing this dress again.

"This is not like you." Heng Yu got up from the bed, grabbed the collar of Yuu again, raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly, "Do you want me to change it for you?"

Jiuyu chuckled and didn't reply.

Heng Yu was slightly stunned.

I won't really ask her to help me change it.

Heng Yu coughed lightly and said reservedly: "If you have to ask me for help, I can't help it."

Dawu calmed down and said, "How could Master Luo be reluctant to do it?" He picked up a piece of apple and handed it to her lips.

It was not until Heng Yu waved his hand and said that he didn't want to eat anymore that he did not eat the remaining apples silently.

He put the empty plate on the cabinet beside the bed, lifted half of the bedding and lay down.

"Isn't you really going to change your clothes?" Heng Yu asked again.

Zaiwu shook his head: "I'm sleepy."

Heng Yu rolled into his arms: "Are you still sleepy now?"

Zaiwu smiled, reached out to help her press the corner of the quilt, and hugged her tightly: "I'm really sleepy."

Heng Yu didn't say much.

She just raised her hand and touched his cheek very gently with her cool fingertips.

This movement is very gentle.

It was as if he was comforting him.

Seeing this, Zhihu was slightly stunned. But after thinking about it, with her intelligence, it was not surprising that he had lost his composure today.

He grabbed her hand, put it on his cheek and rubbed it a few more times, with a water color in his eyes: "Do you want to sleep for a while?"

-

Originally, Heng Yu was not sleepy, but lying in a warm room makes her mentally lazy.

She slowly fell asleep.

I noticed that her breathing had slowed down, and the enlightenment, who was close to her eyes, opened her eyes and looked at the warm tent of Furong.

He is actually very different from Luozhu.

She sought the Tao of freedom, and if she could only get a moment of happiness, she would get a moment of happiness. So she enjoyed the life in the illusion, enjoyed the life of traveling with him before and preaching Buddhism, and was also prepared to leave at any time early.

...On the contrary, although his heart towards Buddha has never wavered, his heart for thinking is getting heavier and heavier.

He obviously couldn't bear to leave her, and he didn't want to never meet her in this life after she completed the inner door mission. But through the love disaster, he had to be moved first and then forget his feelings for this girl...

If he was destined to forget, why should she continue to pester him after completing everything?

So he didn't even have the confidence to convince her and change her mind.

The man in his arms turned his back to him.

Qingju used his fingertips to pick up a strand of her hair and play with it.

He suddenly wondered why it was necessary to have a conflict between going through the love disaster and continuing to be happy with her? Is this method of passing the love level first and then exploring the love level the only way?

He was born with Buddha bones and was particularly acquainted with the Buddha's teachings. He had excellent understanding of Buddhism. Can he try to find another way?

In any case, it is better than being trapped in a cage like this now.

Thinking of this, my mind suddenly became clear.

He vaguely felt that his Buddha's heart had been further fulfilled.

"Didn't you say you're sleepy?" Heng Yu opened his eyes to look at him in a daze.

I am very happy to realize it.

With a faint watery look in his eyes, he approached and kissed her eyebrows, and swept past like a dragonfly: "I'm going to sleep now."

Heng Yu was stunned by his sudden action: "What's wrong?"

"Happy."

Heng Yu smiled: "If you feel happy, take advantage of me?" She was sleepy for a while, held Jue Yu's face and kissed the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, "It's flat now."

-

I should be really happy to realize it.

Hengyu's lunch and dinner were cooked by him personally. Although it was all vegetarian dishes, it was full of color, fragrance and taste.

After eating the meal that Li Wu made by himself for three days, Chunqiu helped Hengyu change his clothes, he couldn't help but mutter to Hengyu privately: "Miss, my son-in-law is really good to you."

Before Heng Yu could speak, Chunqiu couldn't help but add: "But Miss, no matter how good the son-in-law is, it's really not possible."

Heng Yu was stunned for a while before he realized what the two "no" in her words meant.

After glanced at the enlightenment that was standing not far away, Heng Yu couldn't help but cough a few times and waved his hand to send Chunqiu away.

She was really afraid of this little maid.

Realizing the truth is trying on new clothes, which are the robes made by the embroiderer.

The sleeves were a little unfit, so the embroiderer took note of the specific size and then dismissed her first.

Leju walked to Hengyu and sat down, and handed her a soup girl.

Heng Yu reached out to catch Tang Pozi.

The outdoor area was white, and the sunlight without much heat shone in the house, hitting half of the side of Yu's face. From Heng Yu's perspective, he could see that there was a green stubble on his head.

Heng Yu thought he had read it wrong: "You lower your head."

I realized that I was a little confused, so I lowered my head according to her words.

The green stubble on the scalp was not long, just a little exposed. As soon as he lowered his head, Heng Yu could see it more clearly.

Her hand was just covering Tom Pozi, warm. She stroked Daming's bald head with her hot hands, and felt that her hand was gently stabbed by green stubble.

After being touched like this, I realized that the reason why she asked her to lower her head: "A Buddha made a shaving hair every half month, I originally thought to wait for you to take a nap before shaving your hair."

"I'll shave you," said Heng Yu.

The green stubble is just a thin layer, a little bit thorny, but it is still within an acceptable range.

Heng Yu thought it was fun, so he kept touching it: "It should be no problem, right?"

Zaiwu smiled bitterly and held her wrist to prevent her from touching her again: "No problem, it's more troublesome for me to shave myself."

He didn't let himself touch, so Heng Yu stopped obediently.

Anyway, when she helps him shave her hair later, she can play around with her.

“What tools are needed?”

The tool used for shaving is a knife.

There were no ready-made tools in the wing room. Heng Yu went out to find Chunqiu in his cloak and asked her to take over the sword that shaved her hair in the mansion.

Chunqiu quickly responded, but after answering, he felt something was wrong: "Miss, are you going to shave your son-in-law's hair?" She stopped talking again.

Seeing Chunqiu's familiar expression, the word "No" suddenly appeared in Hengyu's mind. These two words were like a spell, echoing rapidly in her mind.

Heng Yu shook his head quickly, threw these two words behind his head, and said to Chunqiu: "Go and look for it quickly. After doing this, I will give you three days off and have a good rest."

If you can't stop the maid's imagination, then let the maid go home and have a good rest for a few days.

Wait for a while, Chunqiu brought the sword.

When leaving the wing room, Chunqiu glanced at the enlightenment, with a bit of weirdness in his expression.
To be continued...