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After Xiao Yu put down the herbal basket, he was busy preparing for dinner.
After an hour, Ye Fan placed a few dishes in front of him. Except for a plate of bee pupae, the others were bracken, houttuynia, horseshoe, water coriander and other wild vegetables.
If it weren't for Ye Fan's less picky eaters and eats everything, most people probably don't have this appetite yet.
"Mr. Ye, we are no better here than outside the mountains. You may not be used to eating, but in fact this bee chrysalis is delicious.
After the wild bee pupae are fried and crispy, they are added with wood ginger, red pepper, tea tree leaves and fragrant root. It is very refreshing to mix in this way," Xiao Yu said enthusiastically.
Ye Fan smiled, openly picked a bee pupa and ate it, and said: "I am not picky eaters, don't worry, don't think I eat too much."
Xijia Rob and Xiao Yu both laughed. Seeing that the benefactor could eat, it seemed that the big rock in their hearts was finally put down.
In fact, Ye Fan didn't even bother to eat right now. Whether he ate these wild vegetables, bee pupae, or the delicacies of mountains and seas, it was all tasteless.
He was worried about how to find the antidote as soon as possible, just wanting the night to pass as soon as possible.
After dinner, Xiaoyu said, "Mr. Ye, would you like to clean it? I can boil some hot water for you. There is a tub with a wooden tub in the small room next door."
Ye Fan looked at his dirty clothes and was walking through the rain forest. In fact, they were all wet and sticky, and he was really uncomfortable.
Thinking about not going where for the time being, he nodded and said: "Then I will trouble you, Xiao Yu."
"It's okay, you are a benefactor, this is what it should be." Xiao Yu hurriedly ran over to get firewood to boil water.
The weather in the mountains is volatile.
Not long after the meal, a patter of rain fell in the sky.
In the bamboo building, listening to the music of rain hitting bananas, Ye Fan's heart irritated because of worrying about Ning Zimo seemed to calm down.
Ye Fan looked at the small village in the dark at the door for a while, and didn't know how long it had passed before the girl's voice came from behind him.
"Mr. Ye, the bath water is ready, you can go and wash it."
Ye Fan turned around and found Xiao Yu's face flushed, panting, and holding a wooden bucket in his hand.
It seems that the girl has brought a lot of buckets of water, back and forth, tired of tossing.
Ye Fan was moved and sorry, "I was thinking about something just now, but I didn't pay attention. It's really hard for you."
Xiao Yu smiled and shook her head, "It's okay, I can see that Mr. Ye seems to be worried about someone."
Ye Fan smiled helplessly, and said, "I can only worry about it now... It's a pity that it's useless to worry. At this time, just hating myself is too useless..."
"Mr. Ye, don't think too much, manpower is sometimes exhausted. Go take a hot bath. I put some herbs and flowers dried by grandpa in the tub, which can help people calm the nerves and get rid of the weariness. You will feel comfortable after washing. A lot," Xiao Yu said.
Ye Fan said happily, "It seems that Grandpa Xijia knows a lot."
"Yes, my grandfather used to be a doctor in the village. Unfortunately, I was too stupid. I didn't learn much about his medical skills," Xiao Yu said regretfully.
Ye Fan said: "In my eyes, Xiaoyu, you have done a good job."
"Really... Thank you Mr. Ye for saying that." Xiao Yu blushed.
"It's me thanking you... Okay, I'm going to take a bath." Ye Fan took a deep breath and walked to the hut next door.
As soon as he walked in, Ye Fan smelled a fragrance of herbs and flowers after being heated.
Ye Fan couldn't smell the specific medicinal materials either, anyway, it smelled pretty good.
This big bathtub also surprised Ye Fan. It turned out to be like a big bathtub. No wonder it was so exhausting from the light rain.
Ye Fan took off his dirty clothes and pants. After soaking in the bathtub, he felt comfortable and relaxed all over.
Outside is the sound of pattering rain, and the cabin is steaming hot water.
After Ye Fan's spirit slackened for a while, he didn't know if his blood flow rate increased, or because of these herbs, Ye Fan actually felt a flame, slowly rising from the lower abdomen...
Ye Fan's body began to become a little hot, and his breathing became heavy.
Obviously this should be a soothing bath, but the more soaked, the more charming thoughts appeared in his mind...
Just then, the door of the hut opened.
Xijia Xiaoyu walked in curly and closed the door.
"Little rain?"
Ye Fan was stunned, his head a little dull, watching the girl walk to the bathtub.
The girl actually wore a white silk nightdress, her graceful figure looming.
Through the vast water mist, Ye Fan saw the corner of Xiao Yu's mouth, and an indescribable smile appeared.
Yes, compared with the pure and beautiful smile before, there is a touch of feminine charm.
"Mr. Ye... You are Xiao Yu's benefactor, let Xiao Yu wait for you to bathe..."
As soon as the voice fell, Xijia Xiaoyu had already untied a loose silk robe on her body...
"Xiao Yu... You are..."
Ye Fan subconsciously perceives something wrong, but his body and brain are somewhat out of control and strong desires, so that he does not refuse everything that is happening in front of him...
Xiao Yu walked into the bathtub with her slender but slender jade legs.
Immediately, the girl soaked her whole person in a bathtub covered with petals.
When the girl got up from the water again and gently flicked her black hair, Ye Fan's eyes could no longer move straight away...
The girl's originally dark complexion faded after being washed with hot water, revealing her skin as white as suet jade.
An ethereal and fresh face as beautiful as the green mountains and green waters, with a trace of ruddy, is suffocatingly beautiful against a pair of star-like eyes.
Turns out... Her skin color is fake...
Ye Fan can only think of this right now, but he has no way to think about why the girl should make a fuss on her skin and pretend to be a black girl.
Ye Fan felt that his head was paralyzed. Except for the constant expansion of a primitive desire, he couldn't think about anything else...
"Mr. Ye? Ye Fan?"
Xiao Yu slowly, without knowing when, had already plunged into Ye Fan's arms.
She hooked Ye Fan's neck with her arms, a pair of talking Shu Ling eyes, looked at the man with a smile but a smile, biting her lips with a hint of pride.
"Xiao... Xiaoyu... What are you... Why..." Ye Fan forcibly controlled his hands not to do anything, but his body responded helplessly.
"I'm not Xiaoyu," the girl said softly in Ye Fan's ear.
"Not Xiaoyu?" Ye Fan asked indifferently: "Then who are you?" The girl's wonderful eyes flashed, and a trace of cunning flashed, and exhaled: "Silly husband... I'm your wife, Qingxue..."