But Li Chengyun called the waiter and asked him to bring some more hot water later.
"Brother Li wants to take a bath?"
Li Chengyun smiled gently at Du Heng, "No, this is for Master. Although there is a cleansing technique, Master prefers to use water. After a day of traveling, a hot bath can also relieve fatigue."
Du Heng looked curiously at this former senior brother whom he had only heard of but never got along with, and found that even though he was doing such a tedious and unnecessary little thing, the joy in his eyes could not be stopped.
At that moment, Du Heng felt a little strange.
Almost all of Zhan Wufeng's disciples are sword fanatics. In their eyes, only the sword is supreme, and no one or anything can separate the position of cultivation and sword in their minds.
When he entered the sect, Senior Brother Li had already become a disciple of Yujing Yuanjun, but Du Heng still heard a lot about the various deeds of this senior brother.
A genius in cultivation, he achieved Dan at a young age.
He was once the most proud disciple of Immortal Lord Zhuhua. Some people even secretly said that if he had not later gone to Guanghan Peak, Immortal Lord Zhuhua would have planned to train him as the next master of Zhanwu Peak.
But such a dazzling person now has an expression that can be called "happy" just because he prepared a bucket of hot water for his master?
Are all the disciples of Guanghan Peak so weird?
Du Heng watched Li Chengyun order the waiter to put hot water at the door, and then saw him stand up, holding the hot water and knocking on the door of Yujing Yuanjun's room opposite.
"Master, disciple is here to bring you some water."
"Come in."
Li Chengyun carried two huge buckets in his hands, and didn't feel heavy. He pushed the door open with his shoulders and walked in.
"Why are you delivering water? I'm not that picky when I'm out and about. I hadn't planned on taking a bath."
Li Chengyun smiled warmly, "After a long day of traveling, soaking in hot water will definitely make you feel better."
He put the bucket down and rolled up his sleeves. "I don't think the bathtub here is very clean. I'll help you move it. I have a new bathtub in my ring, but it's a little small. I'm sorry, Master."
Sijiu watched with a complicated expression as Li Chengyun moved the original tub for her, then took out an extra-large tub from his ring and put it down. He then used the cleansing technique, washed her again, and finally filled half the tub with warm water. He then straightened up and looked back at her, "Alright, Master."
He smiled very gently, with a tiny bit of sweat on his forehead, his eyes were pure and his heart was sincere.
Even Si Jiu couldn't help but be shaken by his appearance.
"Ahem...you've worked hard. Go and rest early."
"The disciple is right across the street. If Master needs anything, just tell him."
The footsteps faded away, and then there was a creaking sound of the door, and I guess he went out.
Shen Xingchen sneered, "You're definitely good at taking advantage of any opportunity." Then he frowned again, "The soundproofing in this shabby house is too poor..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other, and Shen Xinghe's voice suddenly stopped.
He seemed to realize belatedly that Ning Qingmeng was taking off her clothes and walking around.
Crash...
Ning Qingmeng entered the water, and occasionally there was a faint sound of water.
Shen Xinghe suddenly closed his eyes, and a misty Guanghan Pond and the eye-catching half-wet figure in the Guanghan Pond seemed to appear in front of him.
Long black hair spread in the water, a slender and graceful neck, a small and cute collarbone, and... the ups and downs half-hidden under the water, which are very suggestive.
The clothes that clung to her body were soaked through and couldn't hide the scenery underneath...
Shen Xinghe suddenly felt his throat was extremely dry, and he once again experienced the urgent restlessness and desire in his dream.
His eyes darkened, as if he was angry and hesitant.
The faint sound of water next door seemed to be magnified countless times in his ears. Even though he couldn't see it, pictures appeared in his mind one after another with incredible clarity.
Shen Xinghe lay straight on the bed with an expressionless face. After a while, he moved his hands, which were originally clenched at his sides, down little by little.
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