Ye Wuhan was wondering when the sound of splashing water came from the opposite side. He looked up and saw a three-leaf screen on the opposite side. There was a bead curtain hanging down on one side of the screen, and the spring light inside was vaguely visible, and the sound of splashing water came from behind.
It came from there.
Ye Wuhan imagined the scene inside and felt that there should be a wooden barrel inside.
The bathing methods of people in Yinmen are generally imitated in ancient times.
"Is this Yan Qingru taking a shower?"
Ye Wuhan realized that he might have come at an inappropriate time, so he wanted to exit. At this time, a woman's voice came from behind the screen, "Please pass me that skirt."
Ye Wuhan took a look and saw that opposite her bathing place, near the colorful bead curtain, there was a pole with several pieces of clothing draped on it, including a translucent gauze skirt.
So he subconsciously went over, took off the gauze skirt, and handed it inside.
First, a jade leg poked out in the direction of the bead curtain, and then a pink jade-like arm stretched out and took the skirt from his hand.
Whether intentionally or not, while taking up the skirt, the woman gently scratched Ye Wuhan's palm with her little finger.
This time, Ye Wuhan was also very excited. I have to say that the looming feeling of the woman was really alluring, much more alluring than when she took off her clothes in the field of corn.
"Do you have anything else? If nothing happens, I'll leave." Ye Wuhan said.
"Hey little brother, don't you want to know how to restore Hongyu's memory?" A woman's voice suddenly came from inside.
"Of course I do. If you want to say something, just say it." Ye Wuhan said.
"Wait for me, I've just finished taking a shower."
There was a splash inside, and there was another sound of water flowing. Not long ago, Yan Qingru, wearing a silk gauze skirt, walked out from inside.
The silk gauze skirt could not cover her body at all. Her round figure and delicate snowy muscles were looming, making Ye Wuhan swallow softly.
At this time, not only did this woman's snowy skin appear, she also had her hair tied up in a high bun, and her eyes had a bit of dignified and charming charm, which made Ye Wuhan almost unable to control herself.
"Don't you know how to restore Hongyu's memory? Tell me." Ye Wuhan said.
"Little brother, don't worry. How about you stay with me for the night? I'll tell you after you stay with me for the night."
As he spoke, Yan Qingru walked up to him gracefully and put a pair of jade arms around his neck.
This tight connection and the plump squeezing made Ye Wuhan's blood suddenly surge, and he almost couldn't hold it back.
"Go away!"
Ye Wuhan pushed her away, "If you don't tell me, I'm leaving."
"Don't be impatient."
Yan Qingru stomped her feet dissatisfied and gave him a light look. She gently brushed her hair around her ears, and then said with a bit of resentment: "Actually, it's useless to tell you, because you don't
Cultivator."
"What the hell are you talking about, why are you talking so much nonsense? You don't care if I'm a cultivator or not." Ye Wuhan scolded anxiously. If he wasn't anxious to know the result, he really wanted to slap her hard.
"My solution is that if there is a method of cultivation, Hongyu can cultivate it. As long as she reaches the third level of Qi training, it is possible to unlock the dust-covered memories. To be honest with you, I read this in an ancient book
We've arrived." Yan Qingru said quietly, looking to herself.
"You said nothing, I know this method too." Ye Wuhan said silently.
He thought about this before, but before he had time to implement it, he was called by Yan Qingru.
In fact, Ye Wuhan didn't want to use this method unless he had to, because no matter how outstanding Lin Xueyao's qualifications were, if he wanted to reach the third level of Qi training, it would still take two or three months. Who knows if there would be any accidents in the meantime.
But if it doesn't work, he can only use this method, because there is no better way.
"Ah, you know?"
Yan Qingru was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Just tell me, so what if you know it? Because you are not an immortal cultivator. There are no immortal cultivators in this world, so just saying it means nothing."
explain."
"Before your sister died, I didn't tell you about the rescued by the red rain pending cliff? Didn't tell you that the red rain actually rescued from Wutai Mountain?" Ye Wuhan asked.
Yan Qingru thought for a while and shook her head gently, "No, senior sister has never told me this. In my opinion, she wanted to raise Hong Yu as her biological daughter. Otherwise, I, the senior sister, would be selfish. She went off the rails.
Entering the magic is also self -confidence, in fact, my sister is very selfish. "
"Okay, don't mention your senior sister..."
Ye Wuhan was just about to say a few more words to her, but suddenly he was shaken. He felt a strange heat spread throughout his body with his breath, and then exploded from his Dantian, burning his eight extraordinary meridians, making him
There was an uncontrollable feeling, and I couldn't help but want to look at Yan Qingru's body.
"You...you actually poisoned me?"
Ye Wuhan couldn't help but look at it like a candle. Could it be that the love poison was in the candle? Because he obviously didn't come into contact with any source of poison.
"What poison?"
Here Yan Qingru smiled sweetly, "Actually, I am doing this for your own good. Look, little brother, it's a beautiful night tonight. Isn't it wonderful that we can do something good for you?"
As she spoke, she rushed over again, wrapped her jade arms around Ye Wuhan's neck, and leaned against him.
Ye Wuhan could feel the smoothness of the woman's skin through the silk skirt with his tentacles. He couldn't help but feel his breathing quicken and his eyes turned red.
But Ye Wuhan didn't move, he was trying to force out the poison.
"Don't bother. With the experience last time, how can I not improve? To tell you the truth, this is the poison of the love-burning flower. This poison is integrated into the blood and cannot be refined by skill at all. Unless it can be forced out
...Unless you make love to me tonight." As she spoke, Yan Qingru's face had a rare blush of shyness.
"The poison that burns love flowers?"
Ye Wuhan laughed, "You don't care about a woman, so why should I care about a man? Is it necessary?"
As he spoke, wow! Ye Wuhan directly picked up Yan Qingru, tore the skirt to pieces, threw it directly into the curtain, and rushed over.
"Ah You……"
Yan Qingru didn't expect that Ye Wuhan would suddenly come so fast again, and she was a little panicked for a moment.
Seeing that she couldn't hide, Yan Qingru suddenly closed her beautiful eyes, hugged the man's neck, and murmured in a very shy manner: "Little brother, take pity on me, this is... this is my first time."
"Is this your first time?"
To be honest, Ye Wuhan was stunned for a moment. Is this the first time for this free-spirited woman? How is it possible?
Seeing that the man didn't move for a while, Yan Qingru suddenly opened her eyes again.
"What reason do I have to trust a woman like you?" Ye Wuhan said with a bit of disdain.
"I saw you push your lover off the cliff that day. Do you think I would believe such a cruel woman like you?" he said again.
