Yang Ruoqing glanced around and finally returned to his face.
Without concealing the admiration in her eyes, she nodded and said: "Execution ability is first-class!"
"hey-hey……"
He scratched his head sheepishly.
Only then did Yang Ruoqing realize that his face was covered with beads of sweat.
There are still a lot of wood chips in the hair.
She pursed her lips and smiled, then took out a handkerchief.
Standing on tiptoes, he gently wiped the sweat from his forehead.
The cuffs and handkerchief were washed with soap powder.
As he wiped, the faint scent of soap wafted into his nose.
He secretly took a deep breath.
So delicious!
She suddenly chuckled.
"Those who know it are wood chips on your head. Those who don't know, they think it's dandruff!"
Luo Fengtang's face blushed slightly.
"I'll get a basin of water and wash my hair at night," he said.
Yang Ruoqing said: "It's winter now, and washing your hair at night is easy to catch cold air."
She raised her head and glanced at the sun above her head.
"If you want to wash it, just wash it at noon. The sun is shining brightly, so it will dry quickly." She said.
Luo Fengtang nodded.
"Okay, then I'll boil the water!"
After that, he turned around and entered the kitchen.
Here, Yang Ruoqing was not idle either. She went into the miscellaneous room and took a wooden basin for washing her face and a dry handkerchief.
When the water was hot, Luo Fengtang filled a basin with water and carried it to the backyard.
Put the tub down in a corner with plenty of sunshine and a stack of firewood and hay to protect it from the wind.
"Take off your outer cotton clothes to avoid getting wet."
Yang Ruoqing followed and reminded.
"Um!"
Luo Fengtang immediately took off the cotton-padded clothes on his upper body, wearing only an autumn coat.
Yang Ruoqing took the cotton coat and patted away the sawdust and dust outside.
Then hang it on the firewood pile on the side to dry.
Here, he had untied his hair and bent over the basin.
"let me help you."
She said, rolling up her sleeves as she walked over.
Revealing two clear and tender arms.
Luo Fengtang glanced at her white arms and hands.
He pursed his lips slightly.
The pill seemed to be really effective.
Qinger is getting prettier day by day.
"Stop looking at me stupidly and bury your head. I have to wash your hair."
Yang Ruoqing gently tugged his ears and said with a smile.
Luo Fengtang came back to his senses and grinned.
Do as she says.
She stood beside him and leaned down.
One hand was holding his hair, and the other hand was holding a gourd and gourd.
The gourd scooped up the warm water and poured it slowly and gently along the back of his head.
In this era, it was popular for both men and women to wear long hair.
Her long hair is flowing, and she looks good.
It’s just a little hard to take care of.
The warm water slowly flowed down his scalp, moisturizing every hair.
Then it slowly trickled down from the ends of my hair and fell into the wooden basin in front of me...
"It's cold now, so you can wash your hair longer."
She poured water into his hair and chatted casually with him.
"When spring comes next year, the weather will warm up."
"This hair needs to be **** washed. If you wash it frequently, your hair will be smooth and shiny, and you won't get lice..."
When the water was almost gone, she put down the gourd and gourd.
Then he took a little soap powder and rubbed it in his hands.
Then she took his hair and rubbed it gently.
Soft fingers gently scratched his hair.
He sighed in comfort.
Yang Ruoqing washed it very carefully. After rubbing it, she rinsed it with water again.
Then he took a dry handkerchief, entangled it in his hair and wiped it gently.
After wiping it to 60-70% dryness, I found a comb and washed it thoroughly.
She carefully combed his hair smoothly and draped it behind his back.
"I'm used to seeing you with your hair tied up. Now that you let your hair down, your whole demeanor has changed!"
Yang Ruoqing stood aside with a wooden comb in her hand and said with a smile.
He tilted his head and looked at Luo Fengtang, who was standing in the sun.
He is tall and muscular.
The black hair is like a waterfall, flowing down the body, echoing the handsome face with cold lines.
It actually gave rise to a cold and wild charm.
It is very different from the usual simple and honest temperament with tied hair and coarse clothes!
"Qing'er, what are you looking at?"
Luo Fengtang asked.
"Is there something dirty... on my face?"
He subconsciously raised his hand to touch his face.
Her arm was held down by Yang Ruoqing.
"do not move."
she said.
"Yes, just keep this posture and let me take a few more looks."
"ah?"
Luo Fengtang was puzzled.
Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes and nodded while admiring his beauty.
"Handsome, handsome, eye-catching!"
Luo Fengtang: "..."
"Qing'er, the sun is nice today, why don't you wash your hair too? I'll help you!"
Luo Fengtang suggested.
Yang Ruoqing thought about it and nodded.
"Then take a shower. When Aunt Five comes in tomorrow, I don't want her to be smelly of oil smoke!"
So Luo Fengtang poured out the basin of water he had used.
He went to the kitchen and filled a basin of water for her again and brought it over.
When he returned to the haystack, Yang Ruoqing had already taken off her cotton-padded clothes and threw them on the pile of firewood and hay beside her.
She was only wearing an autumn coat for sleeping.
Autumn clothes are blue.
Cyan blue looks slimming.
She has been losing weight continuously during this period.
Suddenly taking off the bloated cotton-padded jacket, the lines of the upper body outlined by the autumn clothes were faintly visible.
Especially when she raised her hand to undo her braids, two small bulges could be faintly seen on her chest.
A twelve-year-old girl, puberty is coming...
Luo Fengtang's face immediately turned red.
I don't know where to put my eyes.
Yang Ruoqing untied her hair, let it down, and turned sideways.
I saw him standing there holding a basin of water, his head slightly lowered, and his face was as red as a monkey's butt.
She realized something and then glanced at herself.
These arms and legs are not exposed.
Why is his face so red?
With a low laugh, she curled her fingers at him.
"Xiao Tangzi, what are you doing standing there? Come here and wash your hair for me!"
Luo Fengtang Khan!
But he brought the wooden basin and placed it in front of her.
Just like how she washed his hair just now, he also started washing it for her...
His movements were jerky and clumsy.
However, the force between the fingers was very gentle.
While scratching, he asked: "Does this... hurt?"
"Well, it's very comfortable. Keep the intensity..."
She hummed back.
A pleasant smile appeared on his lips, and he washed more carefully.
Soon, her hair was washed.
Sitting on the haystack, he stood beside her and wiped her hair.
Yang Ruoqing looked up at his engrossed look and couldn't help but laugh again.
Luo Fengtang glanced at her.
"What are you laughing at?" he asked.
Yang Ruoqing said: "Among the men in our village, you are probably the first person in history to wash women's hair, right?"
In this era, it is typical for men to be superior to women.
