Chapter 287 The important thing you mentioned is to help Sister Qianqian blow dry her hair?
"Master asked me to find this cushion for Sister Qianqian."
Xia Mengmeng raised the thing on her shoulder.
A smile appeared on his face. "Master said that Sister Qianqian had just arrived at our Jinting Mountain and might not be used to the environment here. He was worried that she wouldn't be able to rest well, so he asked me to find a more comfortable cushion for her."
"Oh? So it was Master's order."
Bai Yu nodded slightly, a hint of realization flashing in his eyes, "Our Master has such a caring side?"
"Of course!"
Xia Mengmeng responded with a smile: "Because that's my sister Qianqian."
"No more talking. Since Master has something important to attend to, I'll go to Sister Qianqian first."
"Goodbye, Senior Sister—"
After saying that, he carried his things and ran towards the East Pavilion.
at this time.
Su Qian had just finished washing up and was wiping her wet hair with a towel.
"Shit, no hairdryer."
Su Qian muttered softly.
He looked at his wet hair helplessly.
Usually, Lu Yao and Xiao Liu help her dry her hair. Now that she is in the world of immortal cultivation, she can't trouble Lu Yao again, right?
That’s right.
Xiaoliu!
Su Qian's eyes suddenly lit up.
I almost forgot, Xiaoliu was collected by her into the group storage space. Doesn't that mean that she brought him into the world of immortal cultivation together?
She was just about to release Xiaoliu.
Then there was a slight knock on the door.
"Mengmeng?"
Su Qian wiped her hair and walked over to open the door.
The door opened.
The person at the door was not Xia Mengmeng, but Lu Yao.
"Why are you here?"
Su Qian was a little surprised, and she turned sideways, motioning Lu Yao to come into the house.
Lu Yao, wearing a dark robe with fluttering sleeves, walked into the room. He glanced around the room and finally landed on Su Qian's wet hair.
"I calculated the time. You should be done washing up by now. I'll come over and help you blow dry your hair."
Lu Yao acted as if it was a matter of course.
Su Qian was slightly stunned.
"There's no need to trouble you to go there in person."
She said a little embarrassedly, "Now you are the Pavilion Master of Jinting Mountain, a big shot in the world of immortal cultivation, and you come here to blow dry my hair?"
"If this gets out, I'm afraid others will laugh at me."
"Besides, Mengmeng will help me blow it later."
"She doesn't play the flute well." Lu Yao shook his head gently, interrupted her, and looked at Su Qian gently.
"In my heart, your matter is no small matter. Moreover, you were my friend on Earth. Now that you are in this world of immortal cultivation, I naturally have to take good care of you."
"Besides, blow-drying your hair is just a simple task, so you don't need to worry about what others think."
"In front of you, I will always be just Lu Yao."
His voice was low and firm, with an unquestionable power yet gentleness.
Su Qian listened to Lu Yao's words.
A warm feeling welled up in my heart.
A faint blush unconsciously appeared on her face.
"Then...thank you."
She said softly.
"When did we become so distant from each other?"
Lu Yao took a step forward and felt a pleasant scent entering his nostrils.
His broad palm gently brushed Su Qian's hair, and a strand of soft spiritual power slowly overflowed from his fingertips.
Su Qian was wearing ancient pajamas, made of light pink silk and embroidered with delicate little flowers.
It makes her skin look whiter than snow and her temperament more gentle.
Lu Yao lowered his head slightly, his gaze unconsciously lingering on Su Qian for a moment, and a strange emotion suddenly surged in his heart.
But he quickly turned his head away.
"Sister Qianqian, I brought you the cushion!!!"
At this time.
Xia Mengmeng pushed the door open and walked in hurriedly, carrying the cushion on her shoulder and a bright smile on her face.
"Master said he was worried you wouldn't be used to the bed here, so he asked me to find one. Come try it on and see if it's comfortable."
Well……
Looking at the scene in front of her, she paused.
"Master...?"
I saw Lu Yao standing next to Su Qian, with a faint spiritual light still lingering between his fingers.
The two of them were very close to each other.
At first glance, it seems a bit ambiguous.
"Didn't you say you had something important to do?"
Xia Mengmeng's eyes swept back and forth between the two of them, and a hint of surprise appeared on her face.
Then a mischievous smile flashed in his eyes.
"Ah, the important matter that Master mentioned, could it be to help Sister Qianqian dry her hair?"
Xia Mengmeng suddenly realized.
"Did I come at the wrong time?"
She blinked and deliberately teased, "If I had known Master was here, I would have come later."
"Talkative."
Lu Yao glanced at Xia Mengmeng and said, "Stop talking nonsense. Put down the cushion and go out. Don't disturb Qianqian's rest."
"Yes, Master."
Xia Mengmeng stuck out her tongue, quickly placed the cushion on the bed, and patted it. "Sister Qianqian, try this cushion. It's very comfortable. If you need anything else, just tell me."
"Okay, thank you, Mengmeng."
Su Qian nodded slightly.
There was still a hint of shyness on his face because he was caught by Xia Mengmeng.
"Then I won't bother you anymore." Xia Mengmeng said with a smile.
She turned around and was about to leave. When she reached the door, she suddenly turned back and winked mischievously, "Master, please continue. I promise not to tell anyone what I saw."
Xia Mengmeng then closed the door and left.
Lu Yao shook his head helplessly.
Once again, only Lu Yao and Su Qian were left in the room.
"This girl is so frivolous." Lu Yao sighed softly, but he didn't look really angry.
The hair has been dried.
Su Qian involuntarily took a step back, her eyes falling on the cushion that Xia Mengmeng had brought over.
"Why did you think of Mengmeng to send a cushion?"
"Before, in the scenic ancient town, you couldn't adapt to the hard bed and got a stiff neck."
Lu Yao thought without hesitation: "This mat is specially made in the world of immortal cultivation. It is filled with spiritual cotton. It is not only soft and comfortable, but also nourishes the blood. I thought you might need it, so I asked my disciple to bring it to you."
Su Qian was slightly stunned. She didn't expect that Lu Yao still remembered this matter.
It was just a casual complaint she made at the time, but she didn't expect Lu Yao to take it to heart.
A warm feeling surged in her heart again, and her eyes became particularly gentle, "You actually still remember..."
Lu Yao nodded slightly, "I will naturally keep things related to you in mind."
His voice was still low and gentle, but it seemed to carry an invisible power.
It made Su Qian feel more at peace.
"I have something important to go out for tomorrow, so I'll let my disciple accompany you down the mountain to buy some clothes for the immortal realm."
Lu Yao looked at Su Qian softly and continued, "After I finish dealing with these trivial matters in a couple of days, I will accompany you to have a good stroll in the world of cultivation."
"It's okay, just go about your business."
Su Qian waved her hand. "Besides, I'm not a three-year-old child. I can go shopping by myself. You don't need to accompany me."
"The cultivation world is not like Earth, there are hidden dangers everywhere."
Lu Yao said seriously, "In any case, don't run around when I'm not around."
"Yeah, I understand."
Su Qian raised her head and her eyes met Lu Yao's.
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