In the early morning, Liu Zhiheng was outside removing snow from the roof. In addition to fearing that the roof would collapse, she also wanted to find something to do in the yard for a while.
The whole day yesterday, the atmosphere between her and Duan Wu Jiu was strange. She could feel that Duan Wu Jiu wanted to get closer to her, but she deliberately found reasons to stay away from him and kept being close to him. Keep your distance.
She was a little interested in flirting with Duan Wu Jiu, but she only wanted to chat with him to pass the boring winter time. She didn't really want to have anything to do with him...
Therefore, Liu Zhiheng just wanted to keep the relationship between the two in an ambiguous category and not go deeper.
…
Just as he was thinking about it, Duan Wujiu walked out of the house, still looking at Liu Zhiheng so tenderly. Seeing her tiptoeing to reach the roof with the pole, he just thought it was very cute.
Even though he is a man, she still wants to do everything first.
Ah Heng is really good at caring for people.
"Let me help you. With such a small body, it's hard to reach the roof." Duan Wujiu said with a smile.
Liu Zhiheng is actually considered tall among girls, but he is not as tall as Duan Wujiu. According to modern calculations, Duan Wujiu's height should be around 188cm.
But he doesn't need to say that she is so tall!
"No!" Liu Zhiheng refused without even thinking, "It's good for me to stand on tiptoe. Maybe I can grow taller."
Considering her age, she should still be able to grow taller.
Liu Zhiheng dreamed of growing to 1.7 meters tall. She estimated that she was still five centimeters short.
Just as she was thinking this, Liu Zhiheng didn't pay attention. A large pile of snow suddenly fell from the roof and fell directly on her, burying Liu Zhiheng directly in the snow.
Liu Zhiheng struggled in the snow, feeling that the air around him suddenly became thinner, and snow filled his nose and mouth, making his whole body feel cold from the inside out.
She felt someone pulling at the snow on her head. Soon, a pair of long, white hands with sharp bones pulled the snow away from her head.
She can breathe heavily again!
Liu Zhiheng spit out all the snow in his mouth and nose, made two bahhh noises, and wiped the snow off his face.
But there were still a few snowflakes on the top of her head, and white frost fell on her eyelashes, blinking with her eyes.
Duan Wu Jiu snorted, seeming to be amused by Liu Zhiheng's appearance.
"Ah Heng looks like a little snowman."
It was the first time Liu Zhiheng saw Duan Wujiu smile like this. Duan Wujiu usually had a gloomy look, no matter how well-behaved he was. This was the first time he smiled cheerfully like this.
His smile was so beautiful that she was stunned.
Duan Wu Jiu stretched out his hand and flicked the tip of Liu Zhiheng's nose, and said helplessly: "Why is A Heng so dazed? I'm not afraid of freezing in the snow..."
Liu Zhiheng reacted and said angrily: "How dare you laugh at me! Dig me out quickly!"
After a while, Duan Wu Jiu dug out Liu Zhiheng completely. He picked up the frozen Liu Zhiheng, carried her back to the room and put her down on the heated bed. He then turned to the kitchen to boil water for her to take a bath.
Liu Zhiheng didn't know what Duan Wujiu was doing, so he went into the room and sat for a while before she recovered. However, she was warmed by the heat in the room, and her hair and clothes were all wet.
In order not to get sick, Liu Zhiheng could only quickly take off all his clothes and put on dry ones.
When Liu Zhiheng was standing behind the screen changing clothes, Duan Wujiu walked into the room and happened to see the graceful shadow behind the screen.
Duan Wujiu averted his eyes and cleared his throat deliberately to remind Liu Zhiheng that he had entered.
"I... came in."
"Wait a minute, I'm changing clothes." Liu Zhiheng said, "My clothes and hair are all wet."
Duan Wujiu's face was stained with a hint of blush, and he said: "I've boiled some water for you. Just wait a moment and I'll bring the water in for you. You can take a bath."
After a while, Duan Wujiu came in again carrying water.
Liu Zhiheng put on a coat and waited for Duan Wujiu to pour water into the tub behind the screen.
It took several trips in and out before all the water was poured.
"Ah Heng, let's soak it first, and I'll make some ginger soup for you. After you finish washing, go and lie down on the bed. Don't worry about it. Just leave it to me to clean up."
After saying that, Duan Wujiu left and closed the door.
Liu Zhiheng walked behind the screen, took off his coat and stepped into the tub.
The conditions in the village are limited, and taking a bath is very troublesome. You have to carry buckets of water, and you have to scoop out the water after soaking. It is really troublesome, so most of the time everyone just scrubs.
Liu Zhiheng didn't expect that a prince, Duan Wujiu, would be so gentle and delicate, and take care of her so meticulously.
…
After a while, there was a knock on the door outside, it must be Duan Wu Jiu's return.
"Xuelang?" Liu Zhiheng asked from behind the screen.
"Um."
"What's wrong?"
"I've cooked the ginger soup..." Duan Wujiu said in a pitiful voice: "Ah Heng, it's so cold outside. My injury has only just healed. Can I wait for you in the house?"
Liu Zhiheng was soaking in the tub without any clothes on. She felt that this was not a good idea, but Duan Wu Jiu's tone was really pitiful. She had poured water back and forth for herself so many times just now, and she was really embarrassed to refuse.
"good."
…
The door opened and Duan Wujiu walked in, then turned around and closed the door again.
Liu Zhiheng heard him put the ginger soup on the table, and then found a place to sit down.
Duan Wujiu sat at the Eight Immortals table in the room. The Eight Immortals table was very close to the screen, and the distance between them was actually only a few steps away.
Although separated by a screen, Liu Zhiheng still felt a strong sense of shame about not wearing clothes in front of others, but he didn't want to be too pretentious, so he could only bite the bullet and continue washing.
Duan Wujiu's eyes gradually darkened as he listened to the sound of water, and there was a surge in his eyes that he was not even aware of.
Inside the screen, Liu Zhiheng felt a line of sight outside. She felt a little numb and just wanted to finish taking a shower quickly.
Just when Liu Zhiheng was about to get up, he suddenly heard Duan Wu Jiu speak.
"Ah Heng, I haven't taken a bath for a long time. I want to take a bath too, is that okay?"
Liu Zhiheng blushed and sat back in the tub. He was already warm from the soaking, but now he was even drier.
"Don't make trouble..." Liu Zhiheng muttered.
"No trouble," Duan Wu Jiu's voice was still a little flattering, and he asked pitifully: "A Heng, are you unwilling?"
Liu Zhiheng didn't expect Duan Wujiu to take such a big step. Could it be that his nymphomaniac performance that night made Duan Wujiu misunderstand? Think she is a loose person?
Liu Zhiheng felt that he had to explain quickly.
"Xue Lang, you misunderstood. I'm actually not a shy or impetuous person. I'm still a girl after all. I can't do things like a mandarin duck bath!"
Outside the screen, Duan Wu Jiu smiled as if he was succeeding. He suppressed his smile and pretended to be serious and said, "Where did Ah Heng think he was? I mean, I'll wash it after you finish washing it."
Liu Zhiheng thought: So it’s me who’s wretched!
But Liu Zhiheng did not expect that if her thoughts were not vulgar, there would be someone more vulgar than her.
The second half of Duan Wu Jiu's words made Liu Zhiheng blush again.
Duan Wujiu asked: "Ah Heng, can I wash it with the water you used?"
