Chapter 173 Shampoo Your Hair (3)

"I won't let you have trouble." Long Shangxue's rough fingertips rubbed over the back of her hand, her skin was delicate and soft but unconscious.

It was the first time I heard protection from him personally, but it was in such a situation.

"Should I be grateful to you?" Xiangsi smiled wryly. Why did the government choose the peony medicine shop? If it wasn't here, the medicine shop would be able to keep it. Zhao Jing, Xiaozhen and the others could all stay here...why it was peony medicine Fang, she has already left the place of nostalgia.

Long Shangxue was silent, and Long Jiu put his fingertips around her hand, holding it tightly.

This feeling is a bit like waiting for death together.

Xiangsi thought that his hands should be warm, just like the embrace she had been close to, but she didn't feel anything in her hands, and she couldn't help thinking of Long Zhao, thinking of Long Zhao whom he doted on. With his right arm, he withdrew his hand from his hand.

With doubts in Long Shangxue's eyes, Xiangsi stood up from the chair, her gaze fell on his hair, and she blurted out, "I'll wash your hair for you."

It was too late to take back the words, Long Shangxue nodded, his eyes were dark, and he couldn't see what he was thinking.

Xiangsi moved a wicker chair to face the bed, and Long Shangxue got out of the bed and lay down on it, with his legs folded and raised on the edge of the bed, and the shackles strangled his ankles.

Under the watchful eyes of the yamen servants, Xiangsi washed Long Shangxue's long hair with one hand, inserted five fingers into the wet hair and grasped lightly, careful not to touch his wound, when she lowered her head, Xiangsi saw him With eyes closed, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, there seemed to be a faint smile.

After washing three pots of dirty water, Xiangsi wiped his wet long hair with a clean towel, and asked, "How can you usually sleep when it's so dirty?"

"When I was young, I didn't know what washing my hair and taking a shower was, so I lived my life the same way." Long Shangxue closed her eyes, her long eyelashes cast a shadow, and said as a matter of course, "Miss from a rich family can't stand being dirty at all. .”

Acacia's movements froze, the first time I heard him talk about his childhood, it turned out that he lived this kind of life.

"You have prejudices against young ladies from rich families." Xiangsi brushed his hair carefully, not thinking she was too slow, anyway, she was just killing time now, and she was idle when she was idle.

(End of this chapter)

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