Emperor Jue: Who is the world, who is the concubine

Chapter 258 Innocent Boy 3
Xiaochen followed my instructions and lay down beside me, letting her hair soak in the pool water.

I slowly helped him wash his hair, and told him some basic human habits, such as washing hair and bathing frequently.

He just stared at me like this, his eyes burning, so devout, as if he was listening to the most important thing.

After cleaning him, I patiently said: "Xiaochen, can you go back now? I'm going to take a bath."

He stared at me, puzzled.

I know he is innocent and doesn't know the difference between men and women, but I can't take off my clothes in front of him.

It's just how I can make him understand that he is a man and I am a woman. If I don't say it clearly, it will prove that I can't take a bath. This is something I can't bear anymore.

"Xiaochen, do you know? There are two types of people, men and women, Xiaochen is a man, and I am a woman, so we can't take a bath together, so Xiaochen should go back first?"

He was still staring straight at me with his green eyes open, apparently still not understanding.

I couldn't help feeling a little discouraged, and said helplessly, "Then let's go back."

I can only wait for a while, when I can walk by myself, I can come and wash by myself, or when he can understand the truth that men and women can't give and take.

When I was about to help him up, he leaned over and scooped up a handful of water, and poured it on my head, laughing brilliantly.

Dare to feel that he was thinking about what bathing is just now, and he didn't listen to what I said about the difference between men and women.

In this way, he is almost like a child.

"Does Xiaochen want to wash my hair too?" I could understand what he meant.

He said a little excitedly: "Luo... wash... ouch..."

"Well, I see, then Xiaochen can help me wash my hair." I also lay down by the pool, letting my hair soak in the pool water.

Xiaochen imitated my appearance just now, and washed me seriously, with a satisfied smile on her face.

Such moments are surprisingly warm.

At least no one has ever been so serious about doing something for me.

(End of this chapter)