"You know it, I know it." Yun Ting looked at Lin Mumu with deep meaning: "I also know that there will be a man-made flood in three years' time. If you don't take precautions early, your master may use the most mysterious flood in your Taoist sect. The bell of the world. Sacrifice yourself to save the common people."
How could he know this? Is he the same as himself
Lin Mumu's heart beat wildly, but he didn't dare to ask. Just looking at Yun Ting so obsessively, is he the Yun Ting who wants to be with her for the rest of her life now, or the Yun Ting who said he wants to meet her on Huangquan Road
"Little fool!" Yun Ting knocked on Lin Mumu's forehead: "What are you thinking about? Be good, go eat. With me here, nothing will happen to you and your master."
"Yeah." Lin Mumu smiled with crooked brows, but her heart kept beating, thinking about how to help Yun Ting investigate that mysterious organization.
Now that he has resurrected his life, nothing can happen to Master and Yun Ting!
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At night, Lin Mumu found a large wooden barrel in their bathroom.
"Your arms are not suitable for water, so I got you a wooden bucket so that you can take a bath," Yun Ting said.
That's right, after Lin Mumu injured her hand, it was inconvenient to take a bath, and she had no conditions to take a shower the day she went up the mountain for training, so she hadn't bathed for six days~~~ Yun Ting didn't dislike her smelly, Lin Mumu couldn't stand it anymore.
"Come here." Yunting beckoned to Lin Mumu.
Lin Mumu nodded: "I'll go to An Xiaoqin for help."
As soon as she finished speaking, she was pulled into her arms by Yun Ting: "I'll help you."
"Ah?" Lin Mumu's face was burning badly.
She wanted to wash up, but if Yun Ting did it, Lin Mumu's face would turn hot at the thought of being honest with him.
"I work with a certificate." Yun Ting responded seriously, his voice a bit depressed.
Maybe others didn't feel it, but Lin Mumu knew that when Yun Ting changed into this tone, he was probably nervous.
Could he be nervous too
Lin Mumu was not so nervous anymore, she turned her head to look at Yunting, her eyes still blinking narrowly. The thick eyelashes, like a small brush, brushed Yun Ting's heart, itching and numb.
Before Lin Mumu could react, Yunting had already dragged her into the bathroom.
Fortunately, Yun Ting did not take off her clothes, but let her bow her head, and patiently washed her hair with the warm water from the shower.
The fragrance of the shampoo wafted wantonly in the bathroom, making Lin Mumu a little distracted.
After washing her hair, Yun Ting carefully helped her dry her hair, and was busy filling the bucket with water.
Lin Mumu looked a little crazy, his hands should be holding guns, he once led a team to shoot a dozen thugs in succession with precise marksmanship, and successfully rescued a certain leader after killing the enemy timidly.
And it was these hands that were helping her wash her hair just now, and are now helping her put the bath water.
The shyness in Lin Mumu's heart suddenly became less intense, replaced by the determination to dedicate herself to him.
As if feeling Lin Mumu's gaze, Yun Ting turned his head.
"What are you thinking?"
"Yes, do you want to wash together?" Lin Mumu asked subconsciously, and after she finished speaking, her face turned red immediately.
She, she, what did she say
"Okay!" The corners of Yun Ting's lips raised slightly, he didn't smile, but it made people feel his happy mood at this moment.
Lin Mumu's face, whether it was because of the steaming water or because of his embarrassment, turned pink all the way to his neck and ears.
Do you really want to take it off in front of him