In the room filled with the rich scent of jasmine, the two of them soaked in the tub. Compared to the awkwardness and embarrassment they felt when they first took a bath, now they were obviously used to hugging each other tightly.
"Are your legs comfortable?" Ah Chou lingered on the man's words, her small hands rubbing down the man's legs, and finally covering the man's knees. She rubbed them gently, "Do you want some more hot water?"
"No need. I'm almost done with the hot water." Zhong Mingwei sighed comfortably, and wrapped his arms lazily around Ah Chou, letting her rub his knees again and again. "Girl, this is so comfortable."
"It can make you feel more comfortable." Ah Chou laughed and turned his face away. He bit the man's chin. Just as he was about to escape, the man held his face and kissed him. Ah Chou laughed and dodged. In the end, he was caught by the man and kissed for a long time. He was willing to let go.
"You can trim your beard now." Ah Chou scratched the man's chin with his little hand from time to time. "It's a bit long. At first glance, you look several years older."
"I'm already much older than you," Zhong Mingwei sighed. He leaned against the tub, looking at Ah Chou's tender face, and said, "Girl, I'm sixteen years older than you. I'm old enough to be your father."
"Bah! Who wants you to be a father? You are so shameless!" Ah Chou spat at him and couldn't help but glare at him, while saying, "I am not without a father!"
"That's not what I meant," Zhong Mingwei pursed his lips, rubbed Ah Chou's forehead, and said with a smile, "I just think that you are really at a disadvantage by following me."
"If you weren't sixteen years older than me, I might not even like you!" Ah Chou muttered, tilting his head and rubbing it in the man's palm, and then pinching the man's face with a smile, "But if you cut your beard, you won't look like a man in his thirties."
"Then cut it for me later." Zhong Mingwei really minded it. Ah Chou looked small to begin with. Facing this young and innocent face, he didn't say anything, but he couldn't help feeling guilty in his heart.
"Okay," Ah Chou agreed readily, and came over to put his arms around the man's neck, pouting and acting coquettishly to the man, "I'll cut your beard, and you braid my hair, braid more braids, I bought a lot of new hairbands, hehe."
"Well, I'll braid your hair into pigtails," Zhong Mingwei said as he leaned over to kiss Ah Chou's fair face. His hot lips moved down along the dark red scar on her chin. As Ah Chou trembled, the man grabbed Ah Chou's hand and said in a hoarse voice, "But girl, you have to help me first..."
"Bah! I knew you were a shameless person..." Ah Chou cursed in a low voice, but let the man hold her hand.
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That night.
Ah Chou, with her hair in pigtails, rolled around on the kang.
"Are you so happy?" Zhong Mingwei looked at the smiling little girl and also smiled.
"When I was little, I loved pigtails the most. I couldn't do it myself, and Aunt Xiang's eyes were not very good, so she wouldn't do it for me," Ah Chou laughed, and rolled in front of Zhong Mingwei again, resting his head on the man's thigh, and smiling at him with his face up, "Zhong Mingwei, you are really good at it. It looks much better than what I can do myself, hehe."
Zhong Mingwei reached out and touched the shiny little braids. When he was braiding the hair just now, he felt it was a bit stupid, but now looking at the little braids, the more he looked at them, the more beautiful they were. Achou's hair had grown longer and the hair quality had improved. It was not as dry and yellow as before, but also thin. Now, it felt smooth in his hands, like the finest silk.
"Yes, she looks pretty, a bit like a Turkic girl." Zhong Mingwei said with a smile.
"You know a Turkic girl?" The next second, Ah Chou stopped smiling and stared at Zhong Mingwei angrily, "Which Turkic girl? What Turkic girl?"
"It was decades ago. I was only five or six years old then," Zhong Mingwei burst out laughing. He stretched out his hand to pinch Ah Chou's chubby face and said with a smile, "Back then, the Turks invaded the Great Zhou. Didn't the King of Pingxi lead his army to repel the Turkish army? At that time, the Great Zhou and the Turks signed a ceasefire agreement. The Turks wanted to marry the princess to the King of Pingxi, but the King of Pingxi did not agree. My father was unhappy, but he did not force the King of Pingxi. It was only a few years later that the Turkish princess came to the capital and asked the Emperor of the Great Zhou for permission to marry the King of Pingxi. That was when I saw a Turkish girl. At that time, the Turkish princess also had a small braid like this, but she wore a small hat inlaid with gold and jade on her head."
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