After checking in, Xiao Yifeng looked at Leng Xiqiu, who was now pretending to be dead and motionless again, and was speechless.
"Why don't you change your clothes? After all, I spent so many spiritual stones."
Leng Xiqiu didn't say a word, Se embryo, you still want me to change my clothes?
Xiao Yifeng came over and said with a strange expression: "You don't know how to change clothes, do you?"
After all, in his understanding, the corpse king's spiritual intelligence has just grown, and it is normal for him to not understand the ways of the world.
Leng Xiqiu was confused. I should pretend to be the King of Corpses, but it seems that I really don’t know how to change clothes?
The clothes of the Corpse King were changed by himself, so...
Seeing that Leng Xiqiu remained silent, Xiao Yifeng reached out and said, "Shall I change it for you?"
While Leng Xiqiu was hesitating, he saw the suspicion in Xiao Yifeng's eyes and could only stay motionless.
Xiao Yifeng touched her hand, but felt it was inappropriate.
"Can you understand what I'm saying now?"
Leng Xiqiu nodded quickly, Xiao Yifeng sat down with the clothes, and then studied for a long time.
"Look at it, take off your original clothes first, then pass your arm like this, and the other side too, wear it like this..."
He made gestures on himself for a long time, and finally awkwardly indicated how to take off his clothes and how to put on clothes.
Seeing him teaching her seriously, Leng Xiqiu almost died laughing.
"Okay, have you learned it?" Xiao Yifeng asked.
Leng Xiqiu thought of teasing and shook his head.
Xiao Yifeng had no choice but to teach again, but still shook his head.
Finally, he said angrily: "I'll teach you one last time, and if you still can't learn it, I'll change it for you."
So for the last time, Leng Xiqiu nodded, took the clothes and planned to leave.
"You have to take a shower first before changing clothes, otherwise you'll still be equally dirty?"
Xiao Yifeng took her into the bathroom, checked the water temperature and said, "It's almost ready. You can wash it here."
Leng Xiqiu stood there stupidly, Xiao Yifeng wondered: "What's wrong? Go into the water."
Leng Xiqiu could only walk into the water with his clothes on, and stood in the water looking at him.
Xiao Yifeng said speechlessly: "Look what I am doing, take off your clothes and take a bath! Taking a bath is not just about standing in the pool and soaking."
Seeing that this man had no common sense at all, Leng Xiqiu raised his hand and a bolt of thunder struck him in front of him.
Only then did Xiao Yifeng feel relieved, and said at a loss of whether to laugh or cry: "Well, it turns out you are still shy."
He walked out the door and waited. After a while, he heard the sound of water and muttered: "Can you wash? Do you want to help?"
A crack of thunder struck in front of him, clearly telling him that he didn't need it.
Xiao Yifeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You have quite a bad temper."
When Leng Xiqiu finished dressing and came out, Xiao Yifeng walked around her and said with a smile: "Isn't this a good dress? You can teach me."
Leng Xiqiu sneered, "Do you think it's okay if I really dress as you taught me?"
But on the surface, she remained expressionless, pretending to be as fierce as the King of Corpses.
That night, Xiao Yifeng sat on the bed and practiced. Looking at Leng Xiqiu standing in the corner, he always felt something was wrong.
Did the corpse king's spiritual intelligence increase because Leng Xiqiu broke the seal?
Why are you so much smarter than before?
Leng Xiqiu secretly murmured in his heart, why is this guy always looking at him?
Could it be that when night falls and I can’t sleep alone, my bestial nature comes out?
If he wants to use this corpse king to sleep with him, what should he do?
Beat him to death, or close his eyes and slump there pretending not to know anything?
Fortunately, it was calm that night, and Xiao Yifeng was practicing honestly without any unnecessary movements.
The next day, seeing Leng Xiqiu's long hair disheveled, Xiao Yifeng took out a comb and said, "Comb it, or your hair will explode."
Seeing her confused look, he smiled and said, "Don't you know? The head can be cut off, but the hairstyle cannot be messed up!"
Leng Xiqiu never wore makeup, and her long hair flowed down casually.
It was indeed okay for her previous body to do this, but this body didn't seem to be very suitable.
Because this body carries thunder all the time, especially when she was refining it, the thunder in her body spilled out uncontrollably, causing her long hair to become a little fried.
Seeing her standing stupidly, Xiao Yifeng thought she didn't understand, so he pulled her to sit in front of the dressing table, took out a comb and combed her long hair a few times.
"Here, take it and comb it yourself, do you understand?"
Leng Xiqiu looked at him blankly, seemingly unresponsive, and finally shook his head.
Xiao Yifeng reluctantly combed her long hair and said softly: "I'll comb it for you once, but you have to learn to comb it yourself later."
But as he combed his hair, he thought of Su Miaoqing and Liu Hanyan again, and couldn't help but feel sad.
He silently put down the comb and sighed: "That's it, you can do it yourself from now on."
He was about to leave, but Leng Xiqiu suddenly turned around and grabbed his hand, refusing to let him go.
Xiao Yifeng said helplessly: "What are you doing? I only comb my wife's hair. I can't comb it anymore."
Leng Xiqiu still didn't let go, but couldn't help but start thinking wildly.
This guy seems to have combed his hair, what does he mean?
Xiao Yifeng frowned, and tried to break free with his hands, but found that they were welded together like iron pliers.
He didn't believe in evil and used various methods. In the end, he had to admit that this guy's body was really powerful.
Why do you feel the same as Leng Xiqiu? Who will remove your membranes and comfort you with this outrageous body?
He couldn't just use the power of reincarnation to break free from this bondage, right?
That's life-threatening, you can't do it, you can't do it!
"Okay, okay, let go and I'll comb it for you."
Leng Xiqiu let go and sat upright this time. Xiao Yifeng secretly wondered if he should just run away.
But then I thought about it, the monk could not escape from the temple unless he lost the corpse king.
Xiao Yifeng didn't expect that one day he would be forced to comb someone's hair, so he said helplessly: "Let's not do this again!"
Since you can't resist, you must learn to enjoy it.
Anyway, he had nothing to do. He tied her hair carefully, combed it strand by strand, and finally pinned it on.
Leng Xiqiu looked at his serious and meticulous look through the mirror, and saw that she became more and more beautiful in his hands, and couldn't help but smile slightly.
This seems to be good?
After he was done, Xiao Yifeng looked at the radiant Leng Xiqiu in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction.
"Well, at least it won't blow up anymore. You learned that, right? You have to comb it yourself from now on."
The next day, Xiao Yifeng, who was pulled up from practice and stood in front of the dressing table with a comb stuffed in his hand, was a little confused.
who I am?
What am I doing?
Why am I standing here combing her hair?
"Cang Ningjing, you've gone too far!"
Xiao Yifeng decided to teach this corpse king who had turned around and made the decision, to let her know that she was not someone to be trifled with.
A quarter of an hour later, Xiao Yifeng, who was lying on the ground, stared at the ceiling blankly, with another comb thrust into his hand, and was about to cry without tears.
Shame on you! He couldn't even defeat the Corpse King, why did she suddenly become so fierce?
Something is wrong, this is very wrong!
