Chapter 467: It’s just that I’m so perfunctory to me
Ji Qingwu could only find a tarp cloth to wrap his ankle, and then he accepted his fate and helped the person into the clean room.
The man's body was heavy, and he just put on an arm. Ji Qingwu felt that he was a little shorter.
But this sense of weight gave her a strong sense of security at this moment, and Ji Qingwu's heart felt much more relaxed.
After entering the clean room, Ji Qingwu worked tirelessly to help Zhao Mingyan take off his clothes based on the principle of having short staff, especially a valuable gift like Tianshan Red Lotus.
But after taking off his middle cloak, Ji Qingwu stopped.
She turned around and moved the shelf next to the bathtub, and placed the cotton towel and bath beans used for bathing in an orderly manner.
After working for a while, Ji Qingwu found that the emperor was still standing straight on the edge of the bathtub.
Ji Qingwu lifted up the hot water in the bathtub with her hands. The water temperature was just right. She said in confusion: "Why didn't Your Majesty go in?"
Zhao Mingyan said with a smile: "A Wu also wears clothes when bathing?"
Ji Qingwu looked at his only remaining pants and smiled dryly, "I don't have to take it off."
She just went elsewhere to stay and was hiding this.
Zhao Mingyan looked at her and joked: "In the past, didn't Awu say that he would strip my pants? I specially kept this opportunity for you."
When did that happen?
It was when Li Chengxun won the top scorer that Ji Qingwu accidentally learned about Emperor Wu Su's old story. At that time, he was in a hurry and said nothing.
Ji Qingwu glanced at his waist and turned away with a warm eye. "I'm just saying that I didn't have any disrespect at that time." As soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Mingyan immediately touched the corner of her lips, and the smile on her lips was obvious. He asked in a clear voice: "What does Awu mean is that you have disrespect now?"
Ji Qingwu looked embarrassed and was hit by him.
She not only has it, but the waste in her mind is emerging one after another, especially when she is standing in front of her naked upper body.
Her shoulders are wide and her waist is narrow, her ribs are twisted, and her face is hot.
When Ji Qingwu applied medicine to the bare-handed soldiers in the camp, he was like an old monk entering into meditation, and he could not see anything except the wound in his eyes.
But he stood in front of her, Ji Qingwu's eyes seemed to have his own idea.
She didn't think she was so handsome in the past.
Ji Qingwu bit her lip and wanted to be more awake. He was still injured. Why did she think about these messes?
She said, "Your Majesty can't wear pants." Zhao Mingyan didn't know what she was thinking, and thought she was unwilling to help him take a shower. "Last time when I served Awu, I was not as careless as you. I cleaned every inch of Awu's skin." Ji Qingwu thought to himself, the two had been so close that they were so close before, and she was still shy.
But the moment she pulled his belt, she closed her eyes.
Fortunately, the emperor was wearing water wave lace-clogging pants, with a wide crotch, so Ji Qingwu could avoid places that should not be touched.
In order to make the marching convenient and comfortable, these trousers are very slim-fitting. Ji Qingwu felt that his subordinates were blocked, so he could only bend down to help him take off.
Shuibo Lingli's pants with dark dragon patterns finally took off. Ji Qingwu exhaled in small mouth and her cheeks bulged.
But the legs in front of them did not move.
Zhao Mingyan's deep eyes fell on her head. After watching for a while, his breathing became heavy.
Ji Qingwu stared at his knees and did not dare to look up, reminding him: "Your Majesty, it's time for the water to cool down later." Zhao Mingyan then stepped on his long legs and entered the bathtub.
Ji Qingwu rolled up her sleeves, wet the cotton cloth in hot water, and scrubbed his back.
When the cotton cloth rubbed across her shoulder blades, her fingertips suddenly touched a very slight bulge, and her hands paused. Perhaps because the injury medicine in the palace is very effective, it is impossible to see the injuries on his body without careful consideration.
But it still left a shallow mark, with a long scar in it, almost standing up from the shoulder to the back of the waist, and the more you go down, the more obvious the scar is.
In other words, the injury to the waist is the most serious.
Ji Qingwu's fingers unconsciously slid down from his broad shoulders, but unfortunately his back was obscured by water.
Zhao Mingyan noticed her movements, and the Adam's apple rolled, saying, "What is Awu doing?"
Ji Qingwu quickly scooped up a scoop of hot water from behind his waist and poured it on it, and the water droplets slid down his slit.
The water vapor was filled with mist, and Ji Qingwu's cotton cloth stopped at his waist and wiped it back and forth.
Zhao Mingyan suddenly grabbed her wrist with his backhand and lifted it up. The water droplets rolled into the sleeve along Ji Qingwu's forearm, and the sleeves stuck to her arms.
Ji Qingwu looked at his waist that was rubbed red with guilt.
"What, what's wrong?"
Zhao Mingyan did not turn to look at her and said, "Awu should also change the place to rub it."
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The heat in the bucket made his voice hoarse, and the water droplets dripping from the ends of his hair hit the back of her hand.
Ji Qingwu said, "Oh, oh, let's change it now."
The back has been washed, and it's time for the chest to turn. She walked around to the front of the bathtub and raised her eyes to collide with his gaze.
The dark eyes seemed to burn a few holes in her clothes.
Ji Qingwu quickly lowered her head, but when she saw him hiding underwater, she raised her head in an instant.
Zhao Mingyan put his arms on the edge of the bathtub and said leisurely: "The water is going to cool."
Ji Qingwu dipped a cotton towel and wiped him below his neck and above his waistline.
She was sweating all over the tip of her nose. She was not tired, but was nervous. This job of serving people is really hard to do.
When the wipe was almost done, Ji Qingwu put the veil aside and said, "Okay."
Zhao Mingyan stared at her and asked, "Is that okay?"
Ji Qingwu nodded, looked at the curtain of the clean room slightly, and before he could calculate the escape route, he pulled her into the bathtub by his arm. "It seems that I still have to demonstrate to Awu how to bathe people."
Another person was added, and half of the water in the bathtub overflowed.
Ji Qingwu's whole body was wet, and her clothes were pressed against her body. Zhao Mingyan said, "Wearing wet clothes is easy to catch a cold, so it's better to take it off."
She was soaked, who did it?
Ji Qingwu knew that something was wrong with his eyes.
She was worried about touching his left ankle, so she grabbed the edge of the bathtub with her hands and did not dare to settle it.
Ji Qingwu declined, "I washed it in the morning, so there is no need to show it."
Zhao Mingyan lowered his eyes and looked at her wet collar, and said in a low tone: "Awu only cares about his own cleanliness, but he is so perfunctory to me."
He sighed as if there were no. "Forget it, you go out, I'll do it myself."
The palms that were hanging on her waist were also spread out. Ji Qingwu was delighted at first. She stood up from the bathtub and was about to step out.
He saw him lower his head, frown with long eyebrows, and his eyes were filled with disappointment with expectation.
Ji Qingwu paused, and her feet fell back, and her heart was filled with pain.
(This chapter ends)