Chapter 638: Including lottery

Song Zhao thought about Yin Wanyang's words and returned to the room as if he was thinking about it.

As soon as he spread the quilt on, Si Yu took a shower, wiped his wet hair and walked out barefoot.

Song Zhao glanced at him and frowned, "Are you so fast? There is no time for a cup of tea."

A cup of tea time.

These words are sensitive to Si Yu's feeling of being connotated.

The man's hair movement paused slightly, his neck tilted, and he smiled inexplicably, "Other times I am very slow."

Song Zhao, “???”

She was silent for a moment, feeling vaguely as if she had been teased.

Unwilling to continue this kind of embarrassing topic, Song Zhao's eyes were vaguely changing the topic, "Hey, after you go back this time, remember to check the relationship between the Yin family and the South Vietnamese Kingdom. I think there may be some problems with Yin Wanyang and the South Vietnamese Kingdom."

Si Yu responded with no thoughts and patted Song Zhao's hair, "Go and take a shower first, the water will be cooler."

Song Zhao let out a oh, picked up his changing bedcloth and walked around the screen and went into the clean room.

The clean room has complete toiletries, and two buckets of water that have been burned, and there are still one and a half buckets left.

Song Zhao stepped on the stool, holding the long skirt in one hand, pulling the screen with the other, revealing a small head, and his eyes were round, "Why did you use half a bucket? Are you useless spices?"

Si Yu wiped his hair and walked forward two steps casually.

"Don't get close." Song Zhao patted the screen anxiously and said seriously.

This screen is white with yarn, a bit transparent, too close to you, you will see shadows.

How embarrassing her bathing posture.

Si Yu laughed and had to stand still, spread his hands to the left and right, and shrugged his shoulders.

"Don't smell enough of a man?"

He raised his smile, the spring breeze blew green, and it was like a moonlight pearl.

The corners of the lips were slightly bent, and the wet hair on the forehead was pressed against the cheeks. The originally cold outline showed a bit of obedience.

"Just have a fragrant one at home."

Song Zhao pursed his lips and felt a little disgusted, "Then I said I wanted you to use a bucket. Why do you have to leave so much for me? How could I wash it like this..."

Si Yu's eyes were even more smiling, almost flooding.

I thought to myself, Azhao really likes him, for fear that he will feel uncomfortable in washing.

If you get a wife like this, what else can your husband ask for?

Who knew that when I heard Song Zhao mutter in disgust, "I don't even look at myself as big as I am. I only use half a bucket of three of them. I can wash it clean? I don't know if the smell of sweat is clean. How can I stain the quilt with it? It's not good to stain it!"

“…”

Si Yu's smile came to an abrupt end.

Just treat it as a dream, a touch of oneself.

He threw the veil on the shelf, pulled the collar with one hand, and his snow-white and cold fingertips circled from top to bottom, "Then come and check it? I took off all my clothes and asked you to look carefully?"

Song Zhao's face became hot, and he coughed choked by the man's seductive movements, and silently stretched his head back, "I'm going to bathe first, don't peek."

Si Yu's eyes were still on the shadowy figure behind the screen.

After a while, Song Zhao's little head suddenly sprung out from above the screen and looked at him with a stern face.

"I'll catch it! Turn your head around."

Si Yu couldn't help laughing.

He nodded very gentlemanly and turned his body casually.

Behind him, the sound of taking off his clothes and stepping into the wooden barrel came and heard the sound of water.

Si Yu finally laughed softly.

His little lady is so cute.

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(End of this chapter)
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