"Ah? Ah."
Chuanqi, who had been standing obediently behind him, heard Liang Meng's slightly irritated tone and realized that this was his home.
He quickly took off the backpack from his shoulder and put it casually on the ground, then led Liang Meng into the house.
"Inside, follow me."
Liang Meng followed Chuanqi into the house. There was a large round wooden barrel in the corner. Chuanqi took off the wooden lid and scooped some water into the basin next to the barrel.
"My dear, you must be too hot. Take a shower quickly so that you can feel cooler."
"What young master? Is there a young master as beautiful as me?"
Liang Meng walked towards the basin with his wide sleeves rolled up, staring at Chuanqi with contempt, his tone clearly full of familiar ridicule.
"Are you a woman?"
Legend's eyes widened as he looked up and down in disbelief at the man in front of him, who was dressed in men's clothes and looked dusty.
"nonsense."
Liang Meng was too lazy to talk to him about trivial things. She just wanted to clean herself up quickly.
"Forget it, I won't wash it yet. Legend, my clothes are all dirty, you can give me one of yours to change into."
"My, mine? Me,"
Chuanqi stuttered, his face flushed red, as if Liang Meng was about to rip his clothes off.
"Ew! All this dirty mud has dried up after all this walking! Ugh! It's so stinking!"
Liang Meng didn't care at all that Chuanqi was still standing there hesitating and shaking his head.
After giving the order to Chuanqi, he began to unbutton his gown.
He took off his coat and held it up to his eyes. A steaming smell of fresh cow dung rushed into his nostrils. Disgusted, Liang Meng rolled himself into a ball and threw it into the corner.
After taking off his coat, he went to pull off the sticky shoes on his feet. Chuanqi was already confused by Liang Meng's quickness in taking them off as soon as she said so.
Didn’t she say she was a woman? Why, why is this woman’s behavior so, so, so unusual!!
"Huh? Why are you standing here? Go find some clothes."
Looking sideways, Liang Meng saw Chuanqi standing there stupidly. He sat on a wooden bench, bent over and looking at Chuanqi with a frown, but his hands did not stop pulling down his shoes.
The mud stuck my feet and shoes together, making it difficult to take them off.
"Oh, oh, right away."
After carefully closing the door, Chuanqi walked to the stone table and sat down. He glanced at the tightly closed door and quickly stood up and walked out of the yard.
Do not look at anything indecent! Do not listen to anything indecent!
The scorching sun was like a child who had been playing outside all day and finally remembered to go home. It hurriedly ran towards the west.
The sun was obviously careless. As it ran, the sparks that were not covered on its body fell all the way, passing across the sky, leaving a warm color on the horizon.
Wait until the warm color gradually turns gray and is slowly invaded by black.
Finally, until the darkness completely swept over the earth and the crescent moon rose to the treetops, Liang Meng in the house had not yet come out.
If it weren't for the occasional sound of water moving in the basin, Chuanqi would really have suspected that she was asleep.
Legend had already prepared the meal when the fireball just passed by the horizon.
But after waiting for a while, the hot food became completely cold.
With a 'creak', the door finally opened from the inside.
"Finally I've finished washing. You must be hungry. The food is cold. I'll go heat it up. You..."
Chuanqi bent down and picked up two plates of cold vegetables from the stone table. As soon as he turned around, he seemed to have been acupunctured and could not move.
Under the hazy and soft moonlight, Liang Meng's moist black hair spread over her shoulders, her petite and fair face looked even more rosy, and her eyes, full of spring water, seemed to have been immersed in the moon pool countless times.
One look and even the hardest heart will soften.
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