Chapter 97 Wash Your Clothes Before You Leave
Ye Xiaoman hummed a little tune while standing in front of the mirror and took out the ointment to apply on her neck.
[Breaking Free from Online Control] This life mission has finally made progress (1/10).
The villain's stuff is really useful. By the time Jiaying came out of the shower, the red marks on her neck had almost healed.
"The wife."
Jiaying is like a lotus emerging from the water, exuding the fragrance of a bath.
The collar of her shirt was wide open, revealing her chest muscles. Her pants were tied loosely at the waist, revealing a deep mermaid line.
Wearing Xiao Chujing's blue clothes, even though she didn't dress properly, with the blessing of her own temperament, she still managed to wear ordinary clothes with a quiet and far-reaching elegance.
Ye Xiaoman glanced back and forth several times at the parts of his body that were not covered by his clothes, and said magnanimously:
"Dress appropriately."
Jia Yingji approached her in wooden clogs.
"I can't wear it."
"My clothes and grooming are usually all taken care of by the servant."
He mentioned it as if it was natural: "Even when taking a bath, undressing, scrubbing my back, drying myself after the bath, and so on, I don't understand anything at all."
Ye Xiaoman commented: "Young Master."
Jiaying immediately retorted, "No, Master."
"He can't wear clothes, he can't wear shoes, he's never touched water, what else can he be but a young master?"
Ye Xiaoman helped him tie his belt.
Jiaying suddenly said, "Two people are coming over."
There is no need to think about it. There is no one else who would come to see her at this time except Xiao Chujing and Sikong Qing.
Xiao Chujing frowned as soon as he entered the room: "Whose smell is this?"
Are you a dog?
Jiaying turned into a bracelet. When he saw Xiao Chujing coming, he felt very proud of wearing Xiao Chujing's clothes. He moved it on her wrist, as if to show off and demonstrate.
Ye Xiaoman quickly pulled down her sleeves and silently covered the bracelet.
Sikong Qing was already sniffing and searching the house inside and out.
Ye Xiaoman was filled with anger and embarrassment at not being trusted. She muttered, "I lit new incense."
The two did not find any suspicious people and began to care about Ye Xiaoman's injuries.
One of them held her shoulders and looked at her carefully, and the other one pushed away the hands of others who were in the way, grabbed her arms and turned her 180 degrees in front of him to check.
"I'm glad you weren't seriously injured. Be careful next time."
Ye Xiaoman said, "When I was held hostage by the demons and in danger, I thought of my loved ones and managed to survive."
Xiao Chujing and Sikong Qing each replaced themselves with the "important person" and showed a satisfied expression.
The two of them took time out of their busy schedules to visit her.
Xiao Chujing said to Ye Xiaoman tenderly: "Senior Brother wants to give you a gift..."
Before he could finish his words, the drumbeats of assembly sounded outside, and he was about to go on another urgent mission.
He could only say sullenly, "This gift requires time to hold a ceremony to acknowledge its owner. I'll give it to you next time when I have time."
Before leaving, Sikong Qing mentioned: "When you are better, I will teach you some more skills to replenish your body."
When the topic of passing on skills came up, under the ambiguous lighting, both of them fell silent, looking at her with lustful eyes.
Enchanting, and eager.
Ye Xiaoman simply didn't know who to look at first.
The Jiaying bracelet kept beating on her wrist.
Xiao Chujing touched her head, Sikong Qing scratched her palm, and then they both went out at the same time.
The moment you step over the threshold.
Xiao Chujing smirked: "Brother, don't forget your date with Xiao Xiaomei at midnight tonight."
Sikong Qing also smiled with a fake smile, "The moon is above the treetops, and we'll meet after dusk. Second Sister Ye is waiting for you too."
These two people were so busy that they didn't forget to frame each other.
Ye Xiaoman saw the white clothes that Jiaying had taken off on the chair and called out to Sikong Qing.
"are you free?"
The urging drumbeats became more urgent, and Sikong Qing stayed under Xiao Chujing's jealous gaze.
He raised his chin, "Can't bear to leave me?"
Ye Xiaoman: "Finish washing your clothes before you leave."
Although there are cleaning spells in the world of cultivation, just like having a washing machine, some clothes made of expensive fabrics also need to be washed by hand. Some high-end robes require special care.
Sikong Qing glared at her fiercely.
"What is my identity? Am I here to be your servant?"
Ye Xiaoman: "I'll wash with you."
Sikong Qing: "Okay then."
He took out a wooden basin from behind the door as if he knew the place well, picked up the white clothes and paused.
Frowning, "Your clothes aren't that spacious."
He looked at her suspiciously: "It looks like men's clothes."
Ye Xiaoman didn't even blink: "I just bought a loose style."
Sikong Qing hugged the white clothes tightly in his arms. It was a little dirty, but he didn't care and took a deep smell.
"You must look great in white."
The standard configuration of the righteous path, everyone is wearing white clothes with an immortal look.
Sikong Qing is obsessed with Ye Xiaoman's character as a role model of righteousness. He feels so happy when he thinks of her betraying her faith for him and secretly loving him in the dark.
"This suit is my size," Sikong Qing said. "After you wash it, let me wear it first."
Honglian said charmingly, "I like you wearing clothes that carry my scent."
Ye Xiaoman looked puzzled.
I would like to ask each of you why you like to wear other people's clothes so much.
Ye Xiaoman answered vaguely: "Just wash up first and we'll talk later."
Sikong Qing felt itchy.
I love her heartless, innocent and ignorant look.
After washing the clothes and mopping the floor, he held her in bed and talked sweet words to her for a long time before leaving, regardless of the canteen manager's repeated urging.
The washed white clothes were hung on the bamboo poles in the yard, fluttering in the evening breeze.
Jiaying sat on the bed with his back to Ye Xiaoman, quietly sulking.
Ye Xiaoman had an urgent matter that she had to deal with.
The world outside is in turmoil because of the disappearance of the Son of God.
Xiao Chujing was hurriedly called away just now because he received information that someone suspected to be the Son of God had appeared, so he had to organize a group to go out overnight to find out what was going on.
Ye Xiaoman said, "Master Jiaying, please tell His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the others that they are safe."
Jiaying's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible. "You call them Brother, call them Senior Brother Xiao, so intimately, but you call me so unfamiliarly."
Ye Xiaoman: "Jiaying... Contact His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and tell him that you can't go back because of something. We'll meet in three days. Don't reveal your current whereabouts."
Only then did he take off the sandalwood Buddhist beads from his wrist, which turned out to be a magical communication device.
After the voice was connected, Ji Weiming's voice came immediately: [Holy Son, you finally appeared. What happened?]
[Great! —] There were mixed cheers coming from the other end. It was obvious that Ji Weiming was with the sect leader and the others, and he hadn't slept for two days.
"I'm fine." Jiaying was very frugal with his words when facing others, and he wasn't as talkative as he was with Ye Xiaoman. "It's a small world, with some twists and turns."
Ji Weiming: [Where are you? I will send someone to pick you up.]
Jiaying looked up at Ye Xiaoman, and Ye Xiaoman shook her head at him.
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