Witch, my Yuan Yang body has been cured again

Even though Si Qingyun usually had a blank expression on her face, her expression was a little stiff at this moment, with a barely perceptible hint of worry flashing across her face from time to time.

She clenched her fists under the pool because Chu Bushe was deliberately teasing her, using despicable means to embarrass her, even using self-destructive tactics like "feet prprpr"!

I want to hit him, but it's difficult to do so.

Ding Jingjing waited for a long time without a response, and asked:

"Boss Si, why don't you say anything......?"

"I, I was also worried about what you said. Um, I was so worried that I was distracted."

Ding Jingjing knew that Si Qingyun was indifferent to everything on a daily basis, but she did miss him in her heart, she just didn't express it.

She is worried about this too!

"Let's just say that in the future, when we investigate cases against these demons, I'm afraid the danger will increase dramatically. Even if we call on Instructor Wang Baoshan, we will suffer some casualties if we want to capture Master Zimei."

Yes, Tianyu’s strength is still quite considerable. Even against some of the masters on the list, he can still fight.

This is due to their style. The noble and upright people are bound by virtue and morality. No matter what their personal morality is, they have to do enough work to save their reputation, which often forces them to fight alone.

But the Heavenly Prison doesn't have so many rules, and the officials work together.

In addition, during the decades of Empress Tianwu's reign, she attacked many famous and upright sects, studied their martial arts, and sorted out ways to deal with various martial arts.

This is the foundation of Heavenly Prison.

"If the case is really so dangerous in the future, then we have to..."

Si Qingyun paused and uttered an imperceptible "hmm", feeling panic in her heart.

Underwater, Chu Bushe's breath-holding technique hasn't had any problems yet. Because he lacks any martial arts support, he has a solid foundation in pretending to be dead and holding his breath.

But no matter how solid this foundation is, there is ultimately a limit.

His posture in the bathtub was quite bad. He was tall and strong, so he could only fold his body when lying in the bathtub, with his torso pressed against the bottom of the tub and his head awkwardly pressed against the wall of the tub. The same was true for his legs, which were bent up to serve as a backrest for Si Qingyun.

In order to make room for the man, Si Qingyun could only sit on his strong abdominal muscles with her feet placed on both sides of his head.

In this state, Qingyun's white and tender feet were dangling in front of Chu Bushe from time to time. He wanted to remind Qingyun to send Ding Jingjing away, so he could only fiddle with her feet, otherwise the movement would be too big and might be exposed.

Therefore, using words to remind her is Chu Bu She's best choice.

If you want to convey information, what else can you rely on besides your mouth?

But he had already reminded Qingyun's jade feet several times with his eloquent words, but she didn't respond, so he had no choice but to use a "gritting teeth" attitude.

Si Qingyun was extremely embarrassed throughout the whole process. She didn't understand why Chu Bushe kept biting her toes. Didn't he have any resistance in his heart?

When she was frantic and trying to endure it, Ding Jingjing suddenly said, "It's broken."

Si Qingyun felt a little guilty: "What's broken?"

Ding Jingjing shook the teapot. When she was about to fill the cup again, she found that it was empty. She said in frustration and apology:

"I've finished the tea in your room, Boss Si... I'll make you a pot, or I won't have any to drink."

The guest rooms are equipped with a small stove for boiling water, which can be used for heating in winter and for boiling water at other times.

Ding Jingjing took out a fire starter with body temperature from her arms, lit the stove, and started a fire to boil water.

Because it takes time for the fire in the stove to get strong and it also takes some effort to heat the water, Ding Jingjing quickly returned to her stool and sat back down.

Si Qingyun looked at her subordinates' waiting and suddenly realized something. It seemed that she would have to stay in her room for a while.

Does my brother... know the technique of turtle breathing? Could it be that he was just reminding her that he is about to die?

Si Qingyun couldn't find a good excuse to send Ding Jingjing away. If she wanted to rest, she had to at least get up.

But if he stood up, Chu Bushe's white robe would appear particularly clear and out of place in this light-colored medicinal bath tub.

Si Qingyun tried to inquire indirectly and asked:

"Jingjing, don't you have a stove for boiling water in your room?"

"Yes, I've finished it. My colleagues have some, but they want to use it for rock-paper-scissors. I'm embarrassed to drink it, hehe~"

...Are you a bucket? You drank such a big pot of water already?!

Si Qingyun was speechless for a moment, unable to think of a suitable reason to send Ding Jingjing away, and even wondered whether to sneak attack and knock her out.

Ding Jingjing was completely unaware of the other person's strangeness. She carelessly held her cheek and continued to say with a frown:

"Then from now on, the system for sending out missions in Tianyu will have to be changed. It will be difficult to fight against the demons alone. We have to use the cavalry team."

"..."

Si Qingyun was speechless. She noticed that her brother's nibbling on her toes had become less forceful, and she was afraid that he could not hold on any longer.

If he delays any further, the man of his generation who possesses peerless magical skills will suffocate to death in his sister's bath water!

Si Qingyun could come up with all kinds of strategies to deal with martial arts masters, but now she was at a loss and couldn't think of any other excuse to let Ding Jingjing go.

As a last resort, she took a deep breath, untied her hair, pretended to wash it, and then buried her head in the medicinal bath water. Her soft body was bent up, and Si Qingyun held the man's head, pressed her lips against his, and supplied air to him.

After quickly giving Chu Bushe some energy, Si Qingyun finally raised her head out of the water.

Ding Jingjing didn't notice anything unusual and said in surprise:

"Boss Si, you use the medicinal bath water to wash your hair. Aren't you afraid that your hair will smell like medicine?"

"It doesn't matter. The smell of medicine is better than the smell of sweat. Besides, the mission for this trip is over. It won't be too late to wash it when I get back."

"That's true. I hate the smell of sweat, too. Even if I wash myself, I can always smell the sour smell of sweat in my hair when I get into bed. It's so uncomfortable!"

Ding Jingjing understood this deeply and nodded repeatedly, agreeing with Si Qingyun's generosity.

She decided that in the future she would follow her boss's example and decide that when on duty outside, there was really no need to be so particular.

Finally, the tea boiled and the lid of the teapot's spout made a "gurgling" sound.

Ding Jingjing filled her boss's cup of tea and then prepared to take the teapot away.

"Then Boss Si, I won't disturb you from taking a bath. I'll go back and rest first."

You should have said this a long time ago...

Si Qingyun felt that she had never been so frightened when facing a strong enemy!

After Ding Jingjing's door was closed, Si Qingyun lifted up her slender, porcelain-white legs, and Chu Bushe, like a caught fish, held the girl's slender toes and pulled her out of the water.

Facing his boss Qingyun's gaze that was so cold that it was almost tangible, Chu Bushe smiled awkwardly, just like the shy charm of a certain Mengcheng scholar when he looked back.

Si Qingyun asked, "I helped you breathe, why did you bite my foot?"

Fortunately, she was calm enough, otherwise if Ding Jingjing noticed something unusual, she would have no way to explain it!

Chu Bushe thought deeply for a few breaths and said honestly, "Because Qingyun's feet are beautiful."

"you......"

Si Qingyun was suddenly speechless and had no idea how to reprimand him for a moment, as Chu Buye's answer was so outrageous and irrelevant.

Perhaps, this is what is called sincerity is the secret weapon.

"I'm serious. Qingyun is really beautiful in every way. The texture of her skin is even more exquisite than the white porcelain offered in the imperial kiln!"

"..."

Si Qingyun really couldn't respond and could only stare into Chu Bushe's eyes, trying not to lose the upper hand.

Chu Bushe picked her up from the bathtub without saying a word. His clothes were already wet, and when he stood up, there was a "splashing" sound of water.

When the water became a little less, Chu Bushe stepped out of the medicinal bath tub, put down the fair-skinned woman in his arms, and wiped the water droplets off her with a towel. Every inch of her skin was as beautiful as a lotus emerging from water.

Si Qingyun was speechless, and her reaction was a little dull because she had never faced such a situation before. It would be more accurate to say that she was stunned and at a loss as to what to do rather than being indifferent and unresponsive.

It was not until she saw Chu Bu She taking off his clothes that she felt that the subsequent steps would follow the pace she had experienced.

Unexpectedly, after Chu Bushe took off his wet clothes, he did not do anything to the woman. Instead, he simply wrung them and put his clothes back on.

The clothes, shoes and socks were still wet, and every step he walked left a wet footprint, but it was not wet at most.

"Qingyun, go and get dressed first. I'll come find you later and take you for a stroll in Ruling City."

"?"

Under Si Qingyun's puzzled gaze, Chu Bushe climbed out the window and left.

The big white snake appeared at the head of Si Qingyun's bed at some point, spitting out its pink tongue and looking at her.

"Why didn't you go with your brother? Wasn't it hidden in his sleeve?"

The beautiful big white snake spoke in human language, saying:

"The sleeves are soaked and uncomfortable."

"..."

That's the reason.

Chu Bu She, who was out, ran to the streets and harassed the shop owners who were already asleep.

"It's time to open the shop and start a night market. I'll pay you overtime!"

The shopkeepers who were awakened were all planning to curse, but when they saw the gold ingots shaking in Chu Bushe's hand, they immediately adopted a friendly attitude of service.

......

Not long after, Chu Bushe returned to the inn and climbed through the window into Si Qingyun's room.

He took the woman's hand and jumped directly out of the window.

The woman, who looked as beautiful as a delicate doll, took the veil handed to her by Chu Bu She, put it on for the time being, and asked:

"What are you doing so late at night? Is there any news about Qianlong Island?"

"No, I'm taking you shopping."

shop?

Si Qingyun knew about Ruling's situation. There was no night market business in the city because it was too desolate. Only the small town on the other side of the river ferry was lively, and the night snack food market was open all night long.

The night in Ruling City is quiet and deserted.

but,

As she was led into a street, the light of lanterns suddenly lit up, and the whole street was lit up from beginning to end.

At the stalls and shops on both sides, the shop owners with dark circles under their eyes stood there diligently with satisfied smiles on their faces.

It seemed like the stall was set up especially for the two of them.

"This is......?"

Si Qingyun was puzzled.

Chu Bu She held her hand and walked through the stalls one by one, saying:

"I just woke them up. Let's go shopping together. Just think of it as accompanying me to dry my clothes. I was in a hurry to go out and didn't bring any clean clothes."

Of course, he had some evil thoughts. How could he remain calm after seeing Qingyun's white ferocious tiger underwater? But considering her previous temper, if he insisted on dragging her to the couch to do bad things, it might be detrimental to their future relationship.

It just so happened that Chu Bushe couldn't carry his wet clothes back to the room, and he couldn't explain this to Yi Yihan, so he dragged Qingyun out to go shopping.

The lights of the street turned into starlight, reflected in the clear and beautiful eyes of the woman. The expression on Si Qingyun's face softened a lot, but she looked a little helpless. She bit her lip and said:

"I, I don't know how to go shopping..."

"It's just walking in the night breeze. There's no such thing as knowing or not knowing."

Chu Bushe then pulled Qingyun along and walked to each stall.

It’s a pity that there are no storage rings or anything like that in the world. Otherwise, after Chu Bushe gave her all his money, they would definitely give her something from every stall.

There were too many gifts, which was a burden for Si Qingyun. It was not polite to throw them away, and it was difficult to explain to her colleagues that she had to carry such a big bag.

When he was about to reach the last stall, Chu Bu She saw a very cute jade carving of a kitten with a sour face.

That face was as cold as if someone owed it some dried fish, but it somehow looked a bit like Si Qingyun.

Chu Bu She picked up the little trinket and placed it in front of Si Qingyun. Seeing that she did not look disgusted, he gave it to her decisively.

"Here, when someone asks you about this in the future, just say that this trinket has been blessed. It will ensure that things go smoothly for you."

Si Qingyun looked down at the stinky-faced kitten ornament in her palm, raised her eyes, glanced at Chu Bushe, quickly looked away, and whispered:

"I won't return the favor."