Duanmu Xiu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, casually wiped the water droplets on his body with a bath towel, and put on a bathrobe in the room without any concealment.
"Master, are you dressed?" Xiahou Xiyue asked tentatively after the people behind her calmed down.
"Hmm." Duanmu Xiu didn't say much, he just hummed.
"Master, your hair is still dripping with water. You need to dry it with a towel, otherwise you will easily catch a cold and get a headache." Xiahou Xiyue turned around and saw that he didn't even wipe his hair, so she quickly took one.
A dry towel came forward to wipe him.
Duanmu Xiu said nothing, but looked at her with strange eyes.
"What's wrong?" She felt a little scared when he looked at her. Did she do something wrong?
He withdrew his gaze from her, did not take her towel, and sat down on the sofa gracefully.
"If you don't dry your hair, it's really easy to get a headache. It will be very uncomfortable when you have a headache. Let me wipe it for you." Seeing that he ignored her, Xiahou Xiyue immediately volunteered to come forward and help him wipe his hair.
He originally wanted to repel her, but when she put her soft hand on his head, the words that came to his mouth were immediately swallowed into his stomach, and a strange feeling passed through his heart. This feeling did not seem to be unpleasant.
.
"Master, if you wash your hair in the future, remember to wipe the water off your hair. It's best to blow dry your hair with a hair dryer immediately. You are still young and don't know how powerful it is. If you wait until you are old, you will know that there are sequelae.
How serious it is." Xiahou Xiyue was nagging while helping him dry his hair.
Duanmu Xiu closed his eyes and leaned back on the chair. He seemed to be enjoying her service, but suddenly he said: "I may not live to be thirty."
"Nonsense, how could the young master not live to be thirty years old? If you are in good health, you will definitely live a long life." Xiahou Xiyue was just stunned for a moment, and then retorted loudly. His words made her heartache.
one time.
He opened his eyes that were so cold that there was no warmth at all, and suddenly reached out and held one of her hands. The cold chill immediately made her shiver. She wanted to throw away his hand, but he held it tighter.
.
"Do you feel it? There is no warmth in my body." If Luo Huaixi hadn't insisted on saving him, he might have died long ago.
"Why is this happening?" Xiahou Xiyue stopped struggling and let the chill penetrate into her body, her clear eyes full of questions.
"My body is full of cold poison, are you afraid?" He let go of her hand, and his thin lips with perfect lines slightly raised an emotionless sneer, preparing to see her run away in fright.
Embarrassed look.
His body is full of cold poison? That's why his body has no warmth at all? A person who can't even feel his own temperature, no wonder he despises his own life so much.
"No..." She shook her head violently, and in his shocked eyes, she stretched out her hands to wrap one of his palms.
His palms were so big that she couldn't wrap them around him. She wrapped them around his palms, rubbed his cold hands vigorously with her soft little hands, and kept lowering her head to blow hot air into his palms.
She was not scared away by him. Seeing her busy trying to warm herself up, Duanmu Xiu's heart was suddenly shocked.
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Woolen cloth.
Duanmu Xiu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, casually wiped the water droplets on his body with a bath towel, and put on a bathrobe in the room without any concealment.
"Master, are you dressed?" Xiahou Xiyue asked tentatively after the people behind her calmed down.
"Hmm." Duanmu Xiu didn't say much, he just hummed.
"Master, your hair is still dripping with water. You need to dry it with a towel, otherwise you will easily catch a cold and get a headache." Xiahou Xiyue turned around and saw that he didn't even wipe his hair, so she quickly took one.
A dry towel came forward to wipe him.
Duanmu Xiu said nothing, but looked at her with strange eyes.
"What's wrong?" She felt a little scared when he looked at her. Did she do something wrong?
He withdrew his gaze from her, did not take her towel, and sat down on the sofa gracefully.
"If you don't dry your hair, it's really easy to get a headache. It will be very uncomfortable when you have a headache. Let me wipe it for you." Seeing that he ignored her, Xiahou Xiyue immediately volunteered to step forward and help him wipe his hair.
He originally wanted to repel her, but when she put her soft hand on his head, the words that came to his mouth were immediately swallowed into his stomach, and a strange feeling passed through his heart. This feeling did not seem to be unpleasant.
.
"Master, if you wash your hair in the future, remember to wipe the water off your hair. It's best to blow dry your hair with a hair dryer immediately. You are still young and don't know how powerful it is. If you wait until you are old, you will know that there are sequelae.
How serious it is." Xiahou Xiyue was nagging while helping him dry his hair.
Duanmu Xiu closed his eyes and leaned back on the chair. He seemed to be enjoying her service, but suddenly he said: "I may not live to be thirty."
"Nonsense, how could the young master not live to be thirty years old? If you are in good health, you will definitely live a long life." Xiahou Xiyue was just stunned for a moment, and then retorted loudly. His words made her heartache.
one time.
He opened his eyes that were so cold that there was no warmth at all, and suddenly reached out and held one of her hands. The cold chill immediately made her shiver. She wanted to throw away his hand, but he held it tighter.
.
"Do you feel it? There is no warmth in my body." If Luo Huaixi hadn't insisted on saving him, he might have died long ago.
"Why is this happening?" Xiahou Xiyue stopped struggling and let the chill penetrate into her body, her clear eyes full of questions.
"My body is full of cold poison, are you afraid?" He let go of her hand, and his thin lips with perfect lines slightly raised an emotionless sneer, preparing to see her run away in fright.
The embarrassed look.
His body is full of cold poison? That's why his body has no warmth at all? For a person who can't even feel his own temperature, no wonder he despises his own life.
"No..." She shook her head violently, and in his shocked eyes, she stretched out her hands to wrap one of his palms.
His palms were so big that she couldn't wrap them around his. She wrapped his palms, rubbed his cold hands vigorously with her soft little hands, and kept lowering her head to blow hot air into his palms.
She was not scared away by him. Seeing her busy trying to warm herself up, Duanmu Xiu's heart was suddenly shocked.
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