Yuan Xiaolou massaged Ye Xiaochuan's back with skillful and gentle techniques.
She is a woman with no ambitions. If it were not for the incident at Qianmianmen, she might have gotten married and had children long ago and lived a life without fighting against the world.
She enjoyed the process of serving Ye Xiaochuan and never felt hard.
Ye Xiaochuan took a bath for half an hour and got up from the old bathtub. Yuan Xiaolou wiped his body with a dry cloth and changed out of his wet pants.
Looking at the clean underwear Yuan Xiaolou held in his hand, Ye Xiaochuan smiled bitterly.
Yuan Xiaolou's cheeks turned red and he said, "I just won't look at you."
After saying that, he turned his head.
Ye Xiaochuan said: "Thank you."
After putting on clean pants, Yuan Xiaolou helped Ye Xiaochuan comb his hair.
Ye Xiaochuan's hair is now four to five inches long, and he is no longer the little monk whose head was shaved by Zuo Qiu in the Jade Slip Cave last year.
After combing his hair, Ye Xiaochuan continued to meditate and practice, expanding the five acupoints that had been opened.
Suddenly, there were sparse sounds.
Ye Xiaochuan opened his eyes and saw Yuan Xiaolou taking off his clothes. He quickly took off his clothes and sat down in the tub.
This kind of scene is not uncommon for Ye Xiaochuan. When they were in Lantian County, the two of them lived in the same room, and Yuan Xiaolou would bathe in the room in front of Ye Xiaochuan every time.
Both of them were a little embarrassed at first, but later they got used to it.
After Yuan Xiaolou went through the disguise, her facial features were far inferior to her original appearance.
But there was no change in her figure or the skin under her clothes.
Looking at the almost perfect body under the oil lamp and walking into the steaming mist, a familiar thought flashed through Ye Xiaochuan's mind.
During this period, Ye Xiaochuan thought more than once that it would be better to return to Lantian County with Yuan Xiaolou in this life and live a peaceful life. The grievances and resentments in the world would have nothing to do with him.
But whenever he thought of that woman in white as snow, of his mother's tragic death in his arms, and of Grandpa Xiaotu's final look at him with determination, he would immediately put an end to the thought of spending the rest of his life with Yuan Xiaolou.
He has been burdened with too many things in his life.
This time he came back to life, not just for himself.
Live for your mother, live for Xiaotu, and live for those you owe something to.
Of course, he also wants revenge.
Blood debts need to be paid with blood.
He felt that everyone in the world should be responsible for his mother's death.
This is also one of the motivations for him to stand up again.
This was one of the reasons why he didn't dare to cross that hurdle with Yuan Xiaolou.
This was one of the reasons why he did not dare to recognize Bao Renhe and other former friends.
In this life, he is destined to be alone.
One person overcomes thorns and thorns, and one person completes this life.
He didn't want to hurt anyone anymore.
When Ye Xiaochuan closed his eyes again and planned to continue practicing, Yuan Xiaolou spoke.
Yuan Xiaolou was seen lying on the bathtub, which was only three feet high, with most of his upper body exposed.
He said: "I have been taking care of you all day long. Now that your injury has completely healed, it's your turn to take care of me, right?"
Ye Xiaochuan looked at Yuan Xiaolou's upper body, which was almost entirely exposed to the air, and said with a wry smile: "You're not asking me to rub your back, are you?"
Yuan Xiaolou blinked his big eyes and said, "Isn't it possible?"
Ye Xiaochuan was speechless.
Seeing that Ye Xiaochuan seemed unwilling, Yuan Xiaolou pouted and said, "If it doesn't work, forget it."
This is getting angry.
Among the many people who lost their lives before Ye Xiaochuan's death was Yuan Xiaolou.
He is confused.
To take advantage of her, or not to make her angry.
In the end he chose the latter.
He got out of bed, went behind the tub, picked up a towel, pulled up a broken stool, sat behind Yuan Xiaolou, and started to bathe her with hot water and a towel.
Women who have not left the palace will have a kind of fragrance on their body, which is innate. The intensity of the fragrance varies from person to person.
Some people say that this is the scent of a virgin.
Even though Yuan Xiaolou is sixty or seventy years old, women of this age in the world are all grandparents, and they even have great-grandchildren.
But women in the world of cultivation are different from women in the mortal world.
The age ratio of fairies to mortal girls is usually five to one.
In other words, a woman in the mortal world can live to be seventy years old, and a fairy in the world of cultivation can live to be three hundred and fifty years old.
The higher the fairy's cultivation level, the greater this ratio will be.
Yuan Xiaolou is a peerless master in the realm of heaven and human beings. Women who have reached this realm at her age are the only women in the world who have a perfect face and no tears.
Of course, bloodline inheritors like Fengyi and Axiang are not included.
Yuan Xiaolou is nearly seventy years old this year, but he looks very young. He looks younger than Yun Qiyou and Yang Shijiu, at most seventeen or eighteen years old.
Ye Xiaochuan used to sleep in the same bed with Yuan Xiaolou all day long, and he was very familiar with the scent of Yuan Xiaolou.
It is a light aroma.
Of course, this is definitely not a fox scent.
I don't know if it's Yuan Xiaolou like this, or every woman who has never been alive. In the bath, the fragrance emanating from the body is even stronger.
In the faint fragrance, Ye Xiaochuan was a little confused and lost.
No matter what, he is a normal and full-blooded man.
And men are all animals that think with their lower bodies, and there is absolutely no exception.
In the past, Yuan Xiaolou took care of Ye Xiaochuan's bathing, but today Ye Xiaochuan wiped her back, which made Yuan Xiaolou very happy.
He turned around and faced Ye Xiaochuan head-on.
Ye Xiaochuan was already under great pressure and was undergoing a psychological struggle.
When you turn around, do you want Ye Xiaochuan to look? Or look? Or look?
Yuan Xiaolou was quite reserved a few months ago, but after sleeping with Ye Xiaochuan for a long time, he got used to it.
She looked at Ye Xiaochuan and said, "I want to ask you a question."
Ye Xiaochuan said: "You can ask."
Yuan Xiaolou asked: "Do I have a good figure?"
Ye Xiaochuan was quite speechless, so he had to bite the bullet and said: "It's pretty good."
Yuan Xiaolou said happily: "Really? Wanjun always said that my breasts are small, but I don't think they are small either."
Ye Xiaochuan was speechless and simply didn't speak.
He felt it was dangerous to go on like this.
Yuan Xiaolou didn't remain honest for long before he turned around again and said, "Can I ask you another question?"
Ye Xiaochuan said: "Say."
Yuan Xiaolou said: "How many women's bodies have you seen?"
Ye Xiaochuan was startled and said: "Not many."
Yuan Xiaolou said: "How many are there?"
Ye Xiaochuan couldn't help but think of many past memories, which he had not dared to think about and deliberately avoided during this period.
Seeing that Ye Xiaochuan's expression was deep in thought, Yuan Xiaolou continued: "I will never tell others! Just tell me!"
Ye Xiaochuan frowned and said, "What do you want to know about these?"
Yuan Xiaolou said with a smile: "I just want to know how many women's bodies you have seen, like mine now." Ye Xiaochuan was silent for a long time and said: "If you are included, there are five."
