In a room filled with the strong fragrance of jasmine, the two of them soaked in the tub, compared to the awkwardness and shyness they felt when they took the bath for the first time. Now the two are obviously used to such a close embrace.
"Is the leg comfortable?" Ah Chou was buried in the man's words, and his little hand rubbed along the man's leg all the way, and finally covered the man's knee. Gently kneading again and again, "Do you want to add some hot water?"
"No need. Add more water and I'm almost cooked." Zhong Mingwei sighed comfortably, wrapping his hands lazily around Ah Chou, letting her rub his knees one by one. "Girl, this is really comfortable."
"It can also make you more comfortable." Ah Chou chuckled, turning his face away. Bite the man's green chin. Just as he was about to escape, the man hugged his face and kissed him. Ah Chou laughed and hid. In the end, he was caught and kissed by the man for a long time. Only then was she willing to let go.
"You can cut your beard now." Ah Chou scratched the man's chin with his little hand, "It's a bit long. At first glance, it looks like it's several years old."
"I was already many years older than you," Zhong Mingwei sighed. Leaning on the bathtub, looking at Ah Chou's immature face, he said. "Girl, I'm sixteen years older than you. I'm old enough to be your father."
"Bah! Who wants you to be a father? You are really shameless!" Ah Chou spat at him, couldn't help but gouged him out, and said, "It's not that he has no father!"
"That's not what I meant," Zhong Mingwei pursed his lips, rubbed Ah Chou's forehead, and said with a smile, "I just think it's really a disadvantage for you to follow me."
"If you weren't sixteen years older than me, maybe I wouldn't have taken a fancy to you!" Ah Chou muttered, tilting his head and rubbing against the man's hand, while pinching the man's face with a smile , "But if you cut off your beard, you won't be able to tell that you are in your thirties."
"Then you can cut it for me later." Zhong Mingwei really minded a little, Ah Chou looked small in the first place, facing this immature and innocent face, he didn't say anything, but he would inevitably have some sins in his heart feeling.
"Okay," Ah Chou fully agreed, and leaned over to wrap his arms around the man's neck, murmuring to act coquettishly with the man, "I'll cut your beard, you braid my hair, braid a few more, I bought a lot of new hair ropes Well, hehe."
"Well, I'll braid your hair full of pigtails," Zhong Mingwei leaned over to kiss A Chou Bai Jinjin's face as he said, his fiery lips ran down the dark red scar on his chin, on A Chou's face. While trembling, the man grabbed Ah Chou's hand and said in a hoarse voice, "But girl, you have to help me first..."
"Bah! I knew you were shameless..." Ah Chou cursed in a low voice, but let the man hold his hand.
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That night.
Ah Chou rolled around on the kang with braided hair on his head.
"Are you so happy?" Zhong Mingwei looked at the smiling little girl, and also rolled his eyes with a smile.
"I liked pigtails the most when I was a child. I couldn't tie them myself well, and Grandma Xiang couldn't do her eyes well, so she didn't want to tie them for me." Ah Chou laughed and rolled in front of Zhong Mingwei again, resting his head on the man's thigh, looking up Turning his face towards Man Le, "Zhong Mingwei, your craftsmanship is really good, it looks much better than my own, hehe."
Zhong Mingwei stretched out his hands to touch the shiny little braids. When he braided the braids just now, he still felt a little stupid, but now he looked at the little braids at this end, but he thought it was beautiful no matter how he looked at it. Ah Chou's hair It has grown longer, and the quality of the hair has also improved. It is not as withered and yellow as it used to be, but it is also slender. At this moment, it feels slippery in the hands, like fine silk.
"It's pretty, she looks like a Turkic girl." Zhong Mingwei said with a smile.
"Do you still know a Turkic girl?" The next second, Ah Chou stopped laughing, and stared at Zhong Mingwei angrily, "Which Turkic girl? What Turkic girl?"
"It happened decades ago, and I was only five or six years old." Zhong Mingwei laughed dumbly, stretching out his hands to pinch Ah Chou's bulging face, and said with a smile, "When the Turks invaded Dazhou, Didn’t King Pingxi lead his army to repel the Turkic army later? At that time, Dazhou and Turkic signed an armistice agreement. At that time, Turkic had the intention of marrying the princess to King Pingxi, but King Pingxi did not agree, and the father was not happy. But in the end, King Pingxi was not forced. It was only a few years later that the Turkic princess went to the capital in person and asked the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty to marry Pingxi King. It was at that time that I saw a Turkic girl once. At that time, the Turkic princess also had such a small braid. , but there is still a small hat inlaid with gold and jade on the top of the head."