"You like to eat with your hands. This dirty thing will contaminate the food." Shang Yin took Xi Ying's hand and stood up.
"Come on, let's go wash our hands and eat again after our hands are clean."
Xi Ying stood up obediently and followed Shang Yin.
Shang Yin walked in front, his face slightly stained with a thin layer of pink.
Except for himself who could feel the heat on his cheeks, no one else could detect his abnormality.
What made him react like this was his hand holding Xi Ying's wrist at the moment.
From that place, it was like a flame burning straight into Shang Yin's blood, heart, and face.
But Xi Ying didn't feel anything at all.
What's wrong with holding your wrist
In her mind, the most important thing was to wash her hands quickly and come back to eat the chicken legs.
Although for her, killing is like another way of eating, but killing is also very tiring.
Eating is her best way to relax.
Shang Yin brought Xi Ying to the sink.
Along the way, Xi Ying didn't see any servants.
In the past, when you came out of her room and walked to the sink, there would at least be a row of maids.
"Why is there no one?" Xi Ying also asked whatever came to mind.
"There are so many people, it's annoying." Shang Yin turned on the faucet and rinsed Xi Ying's palms first.
In fact, he didn't want those servants to disturb the time he and Xi Ying were alone together.
When the water flowed over Xi Ying's white and tender palms, Shang Yin glanced at her nervously.
Shang Yin was afraid that Xi Ying would take his hand away, and he was afraid that Xi Ying would not let him wash her hands.
In Shang Yin's opinion, washing hands is already relatively personal.
After all, you have to be skin-to-skin for so long, and you have to wash it off slowly.
Of course he wanted to have close contact with Xi Ying, but he was afraid that Xi Ying would refuse.
Therefore, when he saw that Xi Ying had no expression, he felt relieved.
Xi Ying thought very simply.
If someone washes their hands, then I don’t have to wash them. What a relaxing thing.
How could she say no
Shang Yin helped Xi Ying wash her hands as carefully as possible, taking longer than normal hand washing.
When Xi Ying grew up, she started to think about the problem.
"Shang Yin, do you think murder is abhorrent?" Xi Ying asked cutely with her eyebrows furrowed.
"Did you hear anything outside?" Shang Yin's mind moved away from Xi Ying's foamy palm.
"You don't have to worry about what others say, you can do whatever you want. No matter right or wrong, I will support you behind you."
Shang Yin's words moved Xi Ying for a moment.
However, the emotion flashed so quickly that even Xi Ying herself didn't understand why she was moved.
"Then, what if one day, I want to kill everyone?" Xi Ying thought for a while and continued to ask.
"Even if you want to destroy this world, I won't frown." Shang Yin rinsed Xi Ying's palms with clean water.
Hearing this, Xi Ying's eyes were a little confused.
"Do you mean to destroy the world?" Her voice was light and distant.
"As long as you want to do it, what's wrong?" Shang Yin looked at Xi Ying and smiled lightly, "After washing, let's go to eat."
Xi Ying was pulled away by Shang Yin in a daze.
What Shang Yin said just now echoed in her ears.
Whatever you want to do, just do it
But why does there seem to be a voice in her head