The prince is very fierce

The sky in Mobei is very clean, and the bright moon and stars seem to hang overhead.

After Liu Wuye left, Xu Buling picked up the shovel and continued digging holes, burying the six horse bandits who died suddenly in the wilderness into the frozen soil. This kind of desperado who robs the weak and then turns it into fertilizer to raise a field of weeds after death may be his only contribution to this world.

After cleaning up the messy battlefield, the hot water in the iron pot was boiled.

Xu Buling got a wooden basin, filled it with hot water and went to the carriage. But as soon as he opened the door of the carriage, he was stunned by what he saw.

The warm carriage was filled with the faint smell of alcohol. The little sparrow walked back and forth on the small table, looking at the small couch where he slept with despair.

On the soft couch by the window, the thick quilt was lifted slightly. Cui Xiaowan was lying on her side, holding her cheek with her left hand and humming a tune softly.

"Uh-huh~huh-huh~~~"

The Broken Jade Burn was so strong that ordinary women couldn't bear it. Cui Xiaowan drank half a bowl of strong wine. At this time, she was obviously a little tipsy. She unbuttoned one of the buttons on her collar, revealing her neck as white as nephrite. Lying on his side on the soft bed, his delicate cheeks were flushed, and there were some beads of sweat hanging on his forehead.

Seeing Xu Bu Ling come in, Cui Xiaowan stopped humming, turned her green and white jade fingers around a strand of hair hanging from her temples, her eyes were slightly drunk and blurry:

"Old Xu, I drank too much..."

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Xu Buling was holding the basin with a little helplessness in his eyes:

"Do you feel uncomfortable having to drink even though you can't drink? Come on, take a shower and go to bed early."

Xu Buling placed the wooden basin on the small table, sat next to the soft couch, and raised his hand to help Cui Xiaowan up.

It’s just that Cui Xiaowan was confused. She leaned on the pillow and refused to get up. She just raised her cheek:

"You help me wash it, I don't want to move."

"..."

Xu Buling was a little amused when he saw this, but did not refuse. He picked up a towel and put it in the hot water. After wringing it out, he held the back of Cui Xiaowan's head and began to wipe his face.

Cui Xiaowan waited with her eyes closed. She thought that Xu Buling would wipe her cheeks very gently like her mother did, but she didn't expect that the hot towel was directly placed on her face, and she rubbed it with a palm that was bigger than her little face. , just like when her mother washed her face when she was a child.

"Woooooooo..."

Cui Xiaowan's cheeks hurt from being rubbed, she quickly squirmed to dodge and grabbed Xu Buling's wrist:

"Your hands are so heavy."

Xu Buling had no intention of stopping and continued rubbing his pitiful little face:

"Wash your face, just wash your face. It's just like taking a bath. Only with heavy hands can you rub it clean. You'll be fine in no time."

"twitter--"

The little sparrow liked this scene so much that it flew onto Xu Buling's shoulder and chirped twice. It should have been saying, "Things that are light and airy are called flirting, so you have to rub them like this."

Cui Xiaowan closed her eyes tightly and tried to resist:

"I'd better do it myself."

"No, be honest."

Cui Xiaowan struggled for a few times, but when she saw that she couldn't hide, she stopped hiding. She lay on Xu Buling's arm and was still being ravaged by him.

Xu Buling rubbed his face carefully and then started rubbing his neck. The hot towel slid down his neck to near the collarbone. The collar that had been unbuttoned was opened further, revealing the corners of the blue bellyband.

The carriage was lit with candles, and under the dim light, her skin, which was a bit drunk, was extremely moist, and it was white and rosy. Even though Xu Buling knew that nothing was wrong, the movements of his hands were still a little gentle subconsciously. point.

Cui Xiaowan kept staring at Xu Buling's face, feeling some changes in him, and snorted softly:

"Lao Xu, do you look good?"

Xu Bu Ling blushed and closed his collar:

"Why do you still call me Lao Xu when everyone is gone? I'm several years younger than you, so I call you aunt."

Cui Xiaowan blinked: "I feel that you are older than me, so it is appropriate to call me Lao Xu. If you are not happy, then call me Xiao Xu. Xiao Xu, is your aunt good-looking?"

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nice……

Xu Buling coughed lightly. He didn't have much idea at first, but when he heard the rebellious name, his thoughts went a little sideways. He chuckled, put away the towel, washed his face, then filled a wooden bucket with hot water, put the medicine prepared by Jiujiu, and soaked Cui Xiaowan's feet to condition his body.

Cui Xiaowan sat up from the soft couch. Seeing that Xu Buling was about to help her take off her socks, she quickly shook her head to stop it and pulled off the white socks herself.

Cui Xiaowan's figure is very slender, but she doesn't look thin. Her bones and muscles are well-proportioned. Her ankles are connected to the instep with perfect lines. Her white and crystal-clear skin is as if carved from mutton-fat nephrite. When she dips into the hot water, she arches slightly. The toes shrank.

Xu Buling sat nearby and looked at it, thought for a while, and put his hand on Cui Xiaowan's knee.

Cui Xiaowan originally lowered her head, but was slightly startled when she saw this, and then looked at Xu Buling:

"What are you doing? Taking advantage of Auntie?"

Before he finished speaking, Xu Bu Ling pressed down.

Wow——

"Ah - it's so hot, so hot..."

Cui Xiaowan shivered, her feet were stuck in the bucket and couldn't get back, and she slapped Xu Buling on the shoulder angrily:

"Why are you like this? Let me go!"

Xu Bu Ling tested the temperature of the water and found it was just right for soaking his feet. Naturally, he didn't let go and said seriously:

"It's good to warm it up. After soaking it, you can sleep comfortably, and then take a walk around during the day, and your body will naturally feel better."

The foot bath was only for a moment, and once you got used to it, you just felt comfortable. The heat surged up to your lungs, and your whole body warmed up.

Cui Xiaowan drank some wine, soaked for a while, and then felt a little hot. She pulled her collar a little and moved the barrel closer to Xu Buling with her feet:

"Do you want to soak your feet together?"

It was too much trouble to boil water. Although Xu Buling was not very cold, soaking his feet to relieve the fatigue of traveling was not a problem. He did not refuse at the moment. He took off his boots and put his big feet into the wooden barrel.

The wooden barrel was not big, and it was obviously a bit crowded to put four feet in it. It was impossible for the well water to not interfere with the river water.

When their skin touched each other, Xu Buling was obviously very calm, but his heart trembled slightly involuntarily.

On the contrary, Cui Xiaowan was not shy or shy, or she had never had such feelings in her heart since she was a child, only likes and dislikes.

Cui Xiaowan looked down at the wooden barrel, and maybe she felt a little crowded, so she raised her toes and stepped on the instep of Xu Buling's foot.

Xu Buling blinked and stepped on Cui Xiaowan's feet instead.

Then the two began to go back and forth, like cats that refused to admit defeat, you stepped on me and I stepped on you.

Outside was the ice and snow of the northern wilderness, but the small carriage was warm as spring.

The two sat side by side in front of the couch, so quiet that only the sound of water splashing could be heard.

The little sparrow stood alone beside him, feeling that he should not be in the car, but under it.

After playing for a while, Cui Xiaowan realized that she had neglected the little sparrow, so she raised her hand to hold the little sparrow, leaned down, and put its little paws into the hot water.

"It's just a bird, why should it run away?"

"Chirp chirp chirp -"

The little sparrow didn't care. Birds are not afraid of few but of uneven distribution. Xiaowan can soak the little bird, but can't?

After retorting a few words, it collapsed into a ball and lay in Xiaowan's palm, shaking its little paws, and closed its eyes comfortably...