Plum Garden.

Pearl was in the small courtyard, practicing flying knives proudly.

Xiaodie stood under the eaves, cheering for her.

"Sister Zhuer is so amazing."

"Sister Zhu'er is so accurate, she can hit the mark every time."

Qiu'er took a shower early and entered the room.

Luo Qingzhou supported Miss Qin and quickly returned to the small courtyard.

Zhu'er quickly put away the throwing knife, went over to take the lantern and said: "Miss, Madam came here just now. She had a conversation with Qiu'er in the room and then left."

When Miss Qin heard this, she was not surprised and said, "Did mother say anything else to you?"

Pearl shook her head and said, "Madam just praised Xiaodie a few words before she left, saying that she..."

She paused, glanced at someone next to her, and whispered: "Madam said that Xiaodie became cuter as she grew older. She also said that Xiaodie's breasts have grown a lot..."

After hearing this, Miss Qin couldn't help but glance at Xiaodie under the eaves, and then turned her head to look at someone.

Luo Qingzhou quickly entered the room and ordered: "Xiaodie, prepare hot water."

Xiaodie agreed and immediately went to the kitchen.

"Squeak..."

Luo Qingzhou opened the door and walked in.

The room was lit with oil lamps and red candles, making it bright.

Qiu'er was wearing a light yellow dress and was sitting on the edge of the bed observing the sewing of a bellyband. Under the hem of the skirt, a pair of slender feet wearing snow-white stockings were swaying slightly.

Seeing him come in, Qiu'er quickly put away her bellyband, stood up, lowered her head shyly and said, "Uncle..."

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her, then looked at the screen next to him, and said, "I'm going to take a bath later."

Qiu'er looked up at him, her face slightly red, and said softly: "Then please help me rub my back."

Luo Qingzhou wanted to say that Xiaodie was enough, but he hesitated and nodded.

Zhu'er helped Miss Qin enter the room, and then went out to help Xiaodie carry the bathtub.

Miss Qin Er glanced at the two of them and said with a smile: "Brother Qingzhou, don't be embarrassed, Qiu'er is yours. If Xiaodie can do it, she can do it too."

Luo Qingzhou said: "Second Miss, I'm going to take a bath later, you..."

Miss Qin Er smiled and said, "How about Weimo and brother Qingzhou wash together?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "..."

Second Miss Qin looked at the expression on his face and couldn't help laughing: "Forget it, I'll spare brother Qingzhou tonight, and Weimo will go wash over there."

After saying that, he turned around and left the room.

The bathtub was quickly brought in and placed behind the screen.

Then added hot water and flower petals.

When Xiaodie came in to fill the water for the last time, she said: "Master, let Sister Qiu'er take care of you to take a bath tonight, while the slave girl and Sister Zhu'er will take care of the young lady."

After saying that, he slipped out and closed the door.

Suddenly, Luo Qingzhou and Qiu'er were the only two people left in the room.

Qiu'er walked to the bathtub gracefully and said softly: "Uncle, come here, I will help you take off your clothes. It is your duty to serve you, there is nothing to be embarrassed about."

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her, walked over and said, "I can take it off myself."

Qiu'er didn't say anything anymore, and took the initiative to untie the belt around his waist, help him take off his clothes, and even knelt on the ground to help him take off his socks.

Luo Qingzhou's cheeks felt a little hot, so he immediately got into the tub and submerged himself into the water.

After sitting in the water for a while, he reached out and took out a medicine bottle from the clothes storage bag next to him, uncorked the bottle, and poured a drop of medicine into the tub.

The clear water quickly turned red.

Qiu'er looked on in surprise.

Luo Qingzhou put away the medicine bottle and explained: "This is the medicine I bought to strengthen my body. I will use it to take a bath every night. Qiu'er, don't tell others about this."

Qiu'er immediately said: "Don't worry, uncle, Qiu'er will never talk nonsense."

Luo Qingzhou looked at her and said, "If it were Zhu'er, I would definitely not let her see it. I believe your mouth is definitely tighter than hers."

Qiu'er walked up behind him, stretched out her two slender hands, and rubbed his back. She lowered her head slightly and said nothing. Her pretty and tender face was quietly stained with two blushes.

Luo Qingzhou didn't speak anymore, leaned against the barrel, closed his eyes, and quickly entered a state of cultivation.

The red water in the barrel gradually became clearer.

His skin was getting hotter and hotter.

He quickly entered a mysterious state, as if he had entered another world. The internal energy in his body was flowing through all the acupoints and internal organs of his body, and his internal organs felt warm and comfortable.

Qiu'er rubbed his body quietly, her soft little hands on his back, neck, head, shoulders, even arms and chest, gently massaging, as if cooperating with the slow flow in his body.

of airflow.

Her eyes secretly looked into the water, biting her pink lips gently, her cheeks getting even redder.

time flies.

When Luo Qingzhou woke up from that mysterious state, the red color in the water had long been absorbed, and the bathtub was crystal clear.

The warm water has also turned cold.

Qiu'er whispered from behind: "Uncle, I just called you. If you said you would wait a little longer, I wouldn't dare to disturb you."

Luo Qingzhou was surprised: "Did I just say something?"

Qiu'er nodded and said, "I told you."

Luo Qingzhou was secretly surprised, and thought about the mysterious state just now, feeling that he still had something to say.

"Uncle, the water is cold. Get up quickly. Don't get sick."

Qiu'er held a snow-white bath towel in her hand and urged softly.

Luo Qingzhou didn't think any more, stood up and got out of the bathtub. When he saw her looking at his body, he woke up and quickly took the bath towel and wrapped himself up.

Qiu'er smiled, took another towel, walked up to him, wiped his hair, and said softly: "Uncle, don't be so shy. I am my maid, and I will serve you and take a bath every day. I will watch you every day."

"

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

After drying his body, Qiu'er put him into a white nightgown and said, "Uncle, this slave sewed this for you. Can you stretch your arms and walk a few steps to see if it fits?"

Luo Qingzhou felt that the fabric of the clothes was very good, soft and comfortable when touching the skin, like silk.

He raised his arms, walked a few steps, and said, "It's quite loose and comfortable. Qiu'er, thank you."

Qiu'er smiled and said, "That's good. I will make two more for my uncle then."

Then he took a towel and said: "Uncle, go sit down at the dressing table, and my servant will help you dry your hair to avoid getting sick later."

Luo Qingzhou obediently walked to the dressing table and sat down, took a look at the things on it, and asked, "Are these all the second lady's?"

While wiping his hair, Qiu'er said, "My wife sent it to me, but the second lady has never used it except once when she got married."

Luo Qingzhou picked up a box of rouge, opened it, smelled it, and said, "Second Miss is naturally beautiful and doesn't need these things."

Qiu'er smiled and said, "My uncle has such a sweet mouth. No wonder the young lady likes my uncle so much."

Luo Qingzhou said seriously: "It's not because of your sweet mouth."

Qiu'er chuckled and said: "Of course not, mainly because my uncle is so outstanding, a good person, good-looking, and very charming."

Luo Qingzhou turned to look at her and said, "Qiu'er, I found that your little mouth is the sweetest."

Qiu'er smiled, paused, glanced at him secretly in the mirror, bit her lip lightly, and said shyly: "Uncle, then... do you want to try it?"

Luo Qingzhou was slightly startled when he heard this, and looked at her in the mirror. He saw that her little face was stained with a thin layer of blush, her eyes were filled with autumn waves, and she was charming. He couldn't help asking softly: "Qiu'er, do you like my uncle?

?”

Qiu'er nodded lightly: "I like it."

Luo Qingzhou stared at her in the mirror for a while, then Fang stretched out his hand, pulled her into his arms, let her sit on his lap, looked into her watery eyes and said, "It's not because of your young lady.

?"

Qiu'er shook her head, biting her pink lips, her eyes full of shyness and charm: "Of course not, I have liked my uncle for a long time."

Luo Qingzhou said no more, hugged her and kissed her mouth.

Qiu'er leaned gently in his arms, gradually wrapped her arms around his neck, and responded shyly but proactively.

After a long time.

Luo Qingzhou let go of her, stared at her charming little face and eyes for a while, and said, "It's really sweet."
To be continued...