Han Yun stood up, washed his hands in the basin, then picked up Xin'er, who was playing with toys, and put her on the bed.
"Take off your clothes and shoes to go to bed."
"Oh." Xiao Yuxin sat on her little bed, clumsily taking off her thick cotton clothes.
"Sister, come help you." Qi Xiaoyu, who was a little embarrassed with nothing to do, stood up and went to help her take off her clothes.
"No, let her do it by herself." Han Yun held her back.
"She is so young." Qi Xiaoyu looked at Xin'er distressedly.
"I want to cultivate her ability to do things by herself. I don't want her to grow up to be a useless person who can't do anything."
"That's your business. I have to take care of her here." Qi Xiaoyu shook off Han Yun's hand and went over to help Xiao Yuxin take off her clothes.
"Hey, sister Xiaoyu is the best." Xiao Yuxin raised her little face and gave a naughty kiss to sister Xiaoyu's face.
Qi Xiaoyu smiled slightly, but suddenly his movements stopped. She suddenly had the illusion that they seemed to be a family of three now.
Isn't this simple and warm scene what she has fantasized about for a long time? She smiled and then helped Xiao Yuxin take off her clothes.
After covering Xiner's quilt, Qi Xiaoyu pinched her little face lovingly. Xin'er chuckled, took Qi Xiaoyu's hand,
"Sister Xiaoyu, tell Xin'er a story."
"Telling a story? What story are you telling?"
"Let's talk about... interesting things at home."
"Okay, let me tell you the story of the battle with the monsters at Yumen Pass. That happened five years ago. One day, a horn sound came from the city wall..." Qi Xiaoyu whispered to Xiaoyu in the gentlest tone. Xin tells stories.
Han Yun sat on a chair and looked at them quietly, with a smile on his lips. This seems pretty good.
In Qi Xiaoyu's beautiful story, Xin'er's breathing gradually became longer and she fell into a deep sleep. ..Qi Xiaoyu let go of her little hand, stood up, stretched, came to Han Yun, played with her fingers with her two little hands, and said,
"Well...it's already very late. You should rest. I...I'm going back."
"It usually takes half a day to walk from Zhaoxia Peak to Yingke Peak. It's snowy and the road is slippery. By the time you get there, it will be tomorrow morning." Han Yun said lightly.
"Then... aren't you a third-level expert? You can fly me there." Qi Xiaoyu lowered his head, his face turned slightly red, but he was thinking in his heart, don't agree, don't agree...
"Han Yun is a useless person. If he suddenly flies into the sky and is seen by others, wouldn't he be frightened?"
"Oh, that's right. In this way, all your disguises over the years will be in vain." Qi Xiaoyu turned around silently, not letting Han Yun see the shy smile that couldn't be suppressed at the corner of his mouth.
"Then... what should we do? There should be a place to stay over there at Yunwu Palace..." Before she could finish her words, she felt her waist being picked up by a strong force, and then she was The crook of his knee was picked up by another big hand.
"Ah!" Qi Xiaoyu exclaimed, then quickly covered her mouth for fear of waking up Xin'er. Her whole body was hugged by Han Yun.
"I still don't know what's going on in your little head?" Han Yun's eyes were full of smiles, and he looked at Qi Xiaoyu with bright eyes.
"No..." Qi Xiaoyu covered her cheeks with her hands, not daring to open her eyes to look at Han Yun, and her voice was pitiful.
Then, Qi Xiaoyu felt herself being put on the bed, and then felt two big hands taking off her shoes.
"No, no, no, no, I...I'll do it myself." Qi Xiaoyu quickly sat up, pulled Han Yun's hand away, and untied the shoelaces on his cotton shoes.
After taking off his shoes, Qi Xiaoyu raised his head and looked at Han Yun with a blushing face.
"Um...you turn around first. I have to take off my coat. It's a little hot."
"Okay." Han Yun turned around honestly. Qi Xiaoyu's eyes were struggling and hesitating. This was the first time for her to undress and undress beside a man. Although she had also imagined that one day she could marry Qingyu and spend the night with him, but she didn't expect , this day comes so quickly.
Moreover, it seems that the man in front of him is not Qing Yu. He is Han Yun, the Hall Master Han whom he has always admired the most.
The most important thing is that it happened so suddenly. Do you really want to...give it to him tonight? Qi Xiaoyu's heart was pounding. She was still a big girl, so she naturally had the reserve of a big girl. She was still very nervous about things like her first night.
The strange thing is that she has no idea of resistance in her heart. No, no, no, Brother Qingyu has been so good to me. He taught me martial arts, protected me, and gave me so much money. I will never be able to repay his kindness to me in my lifetime. Senior Xuanyi also said that I should treat myself Just sell it to him as a concubine.
What's more, I also like him so much, and he...he also likes me, so...actually...this matter...also...the more Qi Xiaoyu thought about it, the more panicked he became, and he became more and more confused. He took off his outer cotton jacket and pants, then pulled up the quilt and covered himself in it.
"Have you taken it off? Turn me around." Han Yun turned around helplessly, picked up her clothes and hung them on the hanger.
Why is this girl so shy? He often lets his mind wander, and he has seen what her body looks like countless times.
But you can't say this. Once you say it, this girl will be so embarrassed that she will explode on the spot. After hanging her clothes, Han Yun sat at the end of the bed, reached into the quilt, and pulled Qi Xiaoyu's ankle.
Qi Xiaoyu's body suddenly stiffened in bed, and he quickly covered his little face with the quilt, but did not use force to withdraw his feet.
Han Yun pulled out both of her feet and then took off her socks. Then, Han Yun put the two delicate feet on his legs and gently massaged the soles of the feet.
"You have to take off your socks when you sleep at night, otherwise the blood circulation will not be smooth. You can only feel comfortable sleeping after pressing your feet." Under the quilt, Qi Xiaoyu's cheeks were already red to the root of her neck. In this era, women attach great importance to their feet, so It is the most private part, let alone touched by a man, even just a glance at it.
Didn’t you see that at Madame Pan’s wine table, Senior Official Ximen knelt down to pick up chopsticks...
"Stop pressing it, it stinks..." A girl's shy voice came from the bed. Hearing this, Han Yun became more playful, with a wicked smile on his lips. He picked up the jade feet he was playing with and lightly traced his fingertips on the soles of the feet.
"Ah!" Qi Xiaoyu retracted his foot like lightning. It was too itchy. Han Yun laughed loudly, stood up, picked up her socks, poured some hot water, washed them, and then hung them next to the charcoal stove to dry them early tomorrow morning.
