Monks are generally more alert and perceptive than ordinary people.
Not to mention that the soundproofing of this inn is not very good. The so-called "wall" separating the two rooms might as well be a piece of thin wooden board.
Sijiu was originally taking a bath without distraction, but at a certain moment, she thought she seemed to hear a little panting sound.
But she stopped and listened carefully, and it was gone.
"I must have heard it wrongly." She shook her head, stood up quickly, reached for the bath towel on the side, and stepped out of the bathtub.
Just as she moved, she heard another quick gasp, followed by a very suppressed groan.
It was really too light, mixed with the sound of water when she came out of the water. She couldn't hear it clearly, but she was sure that she didn't hear it wrongly.
Where did it come from?
Next to her was Zizi on one side and what seemed to be two disciples from the Fifth Peak on the other...
No... No way!!!
“Knock, knock, knock.”
"Master."
Si Jiu was feeling suspicious, and was almost frightened to death by the word "Master". He staggered and almost fell down.
Then he realized it was Lee Seung Yoon.
"What is it?"
"Master, are you done washing? Let me clean up."
"Okay...wait a minute."
She hurriedly took out her clothes and put them on. Seeing that she was very well behaved and proper, and that nothing was wrong except her wet hair, she said, "Come in."
Next room.
Shen Xinghe went to wash his hands with a gloomy face, but when he came back he heard another voice coming from the next room.
"Master, why is your hair wet? Let me wipe it for you."
"No, I'll just use magic to dry it."
…
"Master, please go sit over there. The ground here is wet and a bit slippery."
Then there were the sounds of footsteps and the creaking of chairs.
"This is the spiritual tea I brewed just now. Master, please have a sip. I will clean it up quickly."
Veins began to bulge on Shen Xinghe's forehead, but he didn't notice it.
"Don't touch my clothes."
"Let me wash it for you."
"No need, I can wash it myself."
There was silence for a moment, and then Li Chengyun's soft and gentle voice came on, which made Shen Xinghe feel nauseous every time he heard it.
"Don't I wash your body for you on ordinary days in Guanghan Palace?"
"Puff... cough cough cough..."
"Master, are you okay? Did you choke?"
This was followed by a light pat on the back.
Shen Xinghe clenched his palm into a fist in an instant.
"No need, I'll handle it myself from now on. It's a matter of cleansing." You could have said it without being so ambiguous.
"Master always thinks that the cleansing technique doesn't count as true cleansing, so when I wash Master's clothes, I use water."
Sijiu: "..."
"Master, why is your hair still wet? Let me help you dry it. Please don't waste your spiritual energy.
My clothes are all wet, and I am so cold that it’s not good.”
When Shen Xinghe heard the words "all the clothes are wet", he could no longer sit still. All he could see in front of his eyes were the beautiful scenes just now.
He knew how wanton she looked when her clothes were half wet.
He stood up suddenly, walked a few steps to the door, opened it vigorously, and then took two steps to the next door, raised his hand...
But after a long while, he still couldn't knock.
What am I doing? Shen Xinghe's face looked grim.
Why am I so upset? Why am I almost furious?
He put down his hand and walked back to his room.
He felt that he seemed to have underestimated Ning Qingmeng's ability.
Could it be that the disgusting martial arts she practiced actually has the ability to charm people?
It's not impossible.
This explains his repeated actions when he lost control because of Ning Qingmeng.
This made Shen Xinghe alert and even had a hint of murderous intent.
He couldn't even tolerate being controlled physically, let alone this kind of control that could even affect his emotions and thoughts.
The color of his eyes gradually deepened, and then a layer of blood-red mist appeared on his eyeballs.
Li Chengyun's voice came from the next room, "Master, I'm worried that you won't be able to sleep well, so I've prepared your usual bedding. Please wait a moment, and I'll change it for you."
Then came the rustling sound of making the bed and folding the quilt.
It was as if a string was stretched in his head.
She began to imagine uncontrollably how Li Chengyun's fingers brushed across the fabrics when he made the bed for her, and what kind of fantasies went through her mind as she caressed the place where she slept.
And soon, she will be sleeping on the mattress that has been touched by Li Chengyun's fingers!
Then the scene of Lee Seung-yoon covering her mouth and nose with her handkerchief and taking a deep breath also appeared in his mind.
He seemed to hear a "pop" sound in his head.
The string broke.
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