He Youyou ignored him, packed the remaining half bottle of medicine, and put it in his brocade pouch.
Zhao Changqing narrowed his eyes, his tone full of danger.
"He Youyou, you'd better give me an explanation!"
He Youyou: How am I supposed to explain this to you? How about we start with Einstein's theory of relativity...?
How does spacetime distortion occur?
But she is a rational and cunning adult who will not waste her time on pointless self-justification.
explain?
A badass life needs no explanation.
She chose to circumvent this problem in her own way.
Ignoring his intense gaze, He Youyou gently bent down, pretending to carefully examine his wound.
He looked very closely; his face and body were very close together.
Her nose almost touched his skin, and her eyes were so close that she could see every hair on Zhao Changqing's body clearly.
He Youyou quietly extended her index finger and slowly, gently drew a circle around the wound.
Zhao Changqing felt a tingling sensation on the skin where his fingertips brushed against him.
"Thankfully, the bleeding has stopped for now. Don't move, just lie here and rest. It will scab over by tomorrow morning," He Youyou said calmly.
As she spoke, her breath gently brushed against the skin of his waist and abdomen.
Immediately, one could see that every hair on Zhao Changqing's body stood on end.
He Youyou remained calm and composed, as if she hadn't seen anything.
Then, she slowly sat up and calmly looked at his bare upper body: "Are you cold? Look at you, you have goosebumps."
The best way to solve a problem is to create another one.
The best way to defuse an awkward situation is to make it even more awkward.
He Youyou took off her fox fur coat and covered him with it.
It was done with great skill; the fox fur collar just covered the tip of his nose.
He Youyou's fox fur coat still carried a faint scent of perfume.
As for why people wore perfume, it's simply because the ancient fur-making techniques were not very advanced, and the odor couldn't be completely removed.
Even the most luxurious fur will still have a slight animal scent.
After the fur coat was put on, she was pleased to see that the tips of Zhao Changqing's ears were tinged with a little red.
Ambiguity is always a powerful weapon for dealing with men.
He Youyou knows all the tricks that can give her an advantage.
Seeing Zhao Changqing's tense expression, He Youyou smiled.
Now, he's not in the mood to explain himself, is he?
He Youyou stood by the couch, then bent down and whispered in his ear, "Young Master Zhao, there's water in your tent. I haven't bathed for days, so I'm going to wash myself now. You're not allowed to peek, okay?"
The crimson hue on the tips of Zhao Changqing's ears deepened.
His two eyes, visible outside the fur coat, were fixed on He Youyou without blinking.
"...And you're not allowed to eavesdrop."
As she spoke, she stuffed the two cotton balls in her hand into his ears.
Zhao Changqing watched her turn and leave, then let out a long sigh.
The tingling sensation from the wound under his arm was still there, and the warmth of her fingers lingered.
His fist clenched tightly, his nails almost digging into his palm.
Just now, he clenched his fists tightly to restrain the urge to grab her fingers.
He Youyou...
You...
He Youyou, the woman who flirted and then left, had already run behind the screen.
Behind the screen was the bedroom section of this large tent, which had been separated from the main room.
There was a bucket of water in the corner, which was probably brought to Zhao Changqing by his subordinates for him to wash his hands.
He Youyou poured the water into the copper basin on the basin stand.
Then they threw in a handkerchief, stirring up a splashing sound.
Although Zhao Changqing's ears were plugged with cotton balls while he was lying on the bed outside, his senses, being those of a martial artist, were still sharp enough to hear.
Zhao Changqing's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he involuntarily swallowed.
Just then, He Youyou's voice came from behind the screen.
"Young Master Zhao, I'm going to take off my clothes, so don't come over and peek."
Immediately, Zhao Changqing's mind conjured up the image of her undressing, and he remembered that she was using his own copper basin and was in his own tent...
He abruptly closed his eyes, fiercely trying to banish the distracting thoughts from his mind.
The water in the copper basin made a gurgling sound for a while, then quieted down.
There's no sound of water anymore?
What is this woman doing now?
Wipe your body?
The distracting thoughts I hadn't gone far from have returned...
Zhao Changqing angrily reached out and pulled up his fox fur coat to cover his head and face.
The fragrance from the fox fur grew stronger and stronger, wafting over him from head to toe.
It smells wonderful; it's a scent I've never smelled before.
The sound of water next door seems to have stopped for a long time...
Of course, it had been a long time since he last visited. If he were to go now, he would find that He Youyou was no longer there.
No bath is as comfortable as taking one in her own large bathroom.
Steaming hot water sprayed from the large showerhead, cascading over He Youyou's body.
Every part of my body began to warm up.
The shampoo foam flowed down the water, meandering onto the marble floor.
After taking a shower, I dried my hair and changed into my undershirt.
She couldn't change her outer robe; she hadn't brought a change of clothes when she entered Zhao Changqing's tent, and it would be difficult to explain if he found out.
After putting on her outer robe, He Youyou left the space.
The tent was quiet, and Zhao Changqing didn't seem to have gotten up.
He Youyou walked out from behind the screen and saw that the person on the couch had their entire head covered by a fox fur coat.
She walked to the bedside, reached out and lifted the fox fur coat, revealing her extraordinary face and a pair of slightly red eyes.
He Youyou smiled and said, "Young Master Zhao, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. I'm done washing up, you can go to sleep now."
Zhao Changqing stared at her intently, looking her up and down.
He Youyou was unaware that at this moment, her skin was tender and pink, and she smelled of toiletries. She looked delicious and appetizing.
“You’ve changed into your undergarments,” Zhao Changqing said with certainty.
He Youyou remained calm and composed, saying, "No, I just turned my inner garment inside out. What you're seeing is the reverse side."
Zhao Changqing lifted the fox fur coat and sat up from the couch.
He leaned closer to her and took a deep breath.
You smell so good.
He Youyou took a step back without making a sound, creating a space between them.
"Yes, I just changed the sachet."
A flame seemed to flicker slightly in Zhao Changqing's deep eyes.
He Youyou urged, "Go to bed and sleep. I'll stay on the couch tonight."
Zhao Changqing disagreed: "You go to bed, I'll stay here."
He Youyou could only advise, "You are injured and sick. The bed is cramped, and you probably won't sleep well. Look, you can't even stretch your legs out on the bed. Let me sleep here; it's just right for me."
Zhao Changqing sat on the couch, slightly raised his head, and saw that she was right in front of the couch, just a step away from him.
Her long hair cascaded down her back, her skin was smooth and supple, and she exuded a lingering fragrance as she stood gracefully in the lamplight.
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