Xiao Yan walked in front, and A Li followed behind.

She took a step, he followed half a step, she stopped, and he took a half step back, keeping himself hidden under her shadow, without stepping on her heels, like the spirit behind her.

Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows, got on with A Li, and stopped, and after he stopped, he walked quickly.

The person behind him paused for a while, until the shadow above his head disappeared, and then he looked up and looked forward, and started to call her, but he didn't know what to call, so he had to jog to follow.

Xiao Yan is a trainee, with long legs and big steps. A Li can't keep up with her after a few days without food. He is tired and panting.

A white corner of his shirt suddenly fell in front of him. In Ah Li's eyes, it was like a life-saving straw. He almost subconsciously reached out and grabbed it, for fear that Xiao Yan would run away again.

The pure white fabric was instantly creased with gray folds by Ah Li. He stared at the stain with panic in his eyes. He hurriedly let go of his hands, and his knees were weak and he almost fell to her knees.

A Li's nose twitched and breathed rapidly, his palms rubbed mechanically against his worn linen and gray clothes, his head lowered violently, and his voice trembled, "Yes, I'm sorry."

Usually, if he was closer to those clean buddies, they would hold his nose and wave him away with his sleeves.

They are both goods, A Li is a broken bowl unearthed from the ground, and they are a glass jade bottle that was wiped clean and placed on the table.

From A Li's point of view, just looking at Xiao Yan twice can make her look dirty, not to mention pulling the corner of her clothes with his own hands.

The stain, how dazzling it is on the white clothes, is how much he cares about it in Ah Chen.

"It's okay, I'll give you a hug." Xiao Yan didn't care and was even quite happy. She felt that the distance between the two was finally a step closer. She handed over the sleeves, but A Li took a half step back in fright.

Xiao Yan stared at A Li quietly, and after a moment thought of something, he couldn't help but click his tongue, and slowly retracted his hand.

The two returned to their previous state, she took a step, and he became half a step behind.

After walking a few meters, when A Li was used to this pattern, Xiao Yan suddenly stepped up and left A Li behind.

Same plot, same breathlessness.

A Li squatted on the ground tired, Xiao Yan looked down at him, "Are you angry?"

He shook his head dazedly, not feeling that there was anything to be angry about.

Xiao Yan felt like a cat scratched in his heart, Ah Li was really bullying like this.

"Take it, I'm tired too." Xiao Yan handed over the sleeve, she speculated on Ah Li's thoughts, and added, "It's dirty anyway."

A Li raised her head and looked at Xiao Yan. She stood with the setting sun behind her back in white clothes and black hair. The sunset glowed behind her, and the orange light draped over her body, like a layer of tulle gentle and hazy.

A Li's eyes swayed, and he surrendered to the sleeve that the humble handed her over and stretched out his hand, holding the corner of his dirty clothes in the palm of his hand.

He wanted to go with her even more now, stronger than before, and he had to crawl to catch up after breaking his leg.

A Li stood up, clutching Xiao Yan's sleeve, a thin layer of sweat broke out from his palm, which he secretly wiped off his body.

Xiao Yan looked at him sideways, Ah Li was too inferior, and now she dared not touch the corner of her clothes, wouldn't she be so frightened when she was lying on the bed that she would go soft?

No way, she likes hard pears that can be squeezed out of juice.

Xiao Yan went out and brought someone back, which excited the generals who cared about her.

"Don't be happy for now, the child is thin and small, and you can't tell if it's a boy or a girl."

Someone shouted out loudly, "It doesn't matter if he is a man or a woman! It's okay if he can use it."

"How about a good yellow accent."

"...Where is this yellow where is it yellow???"

When several women in armor gathered together to bite their ears, Xiao Yan asked someone to boil hot water to bathe Ah Li.

He loosened the corner of his clothes reluctantly and stood behind Xiao Yan with his head down.

"Wash him clean." Xiao Yan said to the attendants while taking off his shirt and putting it on the hanger next to him.

The original owner lived a rough life as a general, and didn't need to be served by servants at all. If she hadn't been injured two days ago, no one would have boiled water for Ah Li to take a bath today.

A Li Yuguang followed the corner of the clothes and saw that it was hanging on the hanger, and when he heard the phrase "clean it up", he couldn't help pursing his lips.

The wound on Xiao Yan's chest split open, she went into the inner tent to re-bandage, leaving Ah Li to the attendants.

"Master, please." After a while, the hot water was boiled, and the attendant came over to salute A Li Fushen.

The people brought by the general, even slaves, are not the people they dare to despise.

A Li's fingers moved slightly, his breathing tightened, and his steps moved, but instead of following the servants to take a bath, he boldly walked to the hanger, gently took off the white coat hanging on it, and held it in his arms. .

The smell of Xiao Yan was on the clothes, it was a faint cold fragrance, but also a little light medicinal smell, the two smells intertwined very nicely.

Ah Li's ears turned red, he held his breath, stabilized his mind, and pretended to say casually, "Let's go, let's go." With a guilty conscience, he almost forgot how to walk.

The attendants didn't understand what Ah Li was doing with Xiao Yan's clothes, but they didn't ask much.

A Li was taken to wash, and the huge wooden bucket was replaced with three buckets of water before washing him clean.

The dirty little slave just now seems to have broken the dirty outer shell, revealing the clean face of Bai Jun inside.

The phoenix eyes and thin lips are very good-looking, but they are thinner.

Sitting on the embroidered pier, A Li was wearing the light blue spring shirt that the servants brought him. The white clothes holding Xiao Yan in his arms lowered his eyes and let the servants wipe the hair behind him.

"Where is there water to wash clothes?" A Li asked with his eyes lowered, the water vapor on his eyelashes hadn't dissipated, and it was still wet.

The attendant looked at the clothes in his arms, and said softly, "Young master put it there, you will take it to wash later."

A Li's brows wrinkled imperceptibly, he hugged Xiao Yan's shirt tightly, and said sullenly, "It's fine, I'll just wash it."

After changing the medicine, Xiao Yan waited in the tent left waiting for A Li to come back, right waiting for A Li to return, so he could not help but find someone to come over and ask, "Have you finished washing yet?"

Is it possible that A Li is made of clay, so can he squeeze out water?

The attendants thought that Xiao Yan was asking if A Li's clothes had not been washed yet, and Fu Li said at the moment, "Not yet."

Xiao Yan tapped the table in front of him with his fingertips, indicating that he knew.

Seeing her sitting inside, several lieutenants opened the curtains and came in. You pushed me and I pushed you to Xiao Yan, "Don't be uncomfortable, general, you see the old one is gone and the new one will come right away."

The original owner of the news of Qingsi's abduction did not tell the lieutenants, lest they have any disagreement with them. She claimed to the public that Qingsi's mother did not agree with the two of them being together, and took Qingsi away.

The original owner attacked the enemy camp at night, and the lieutenant only regarded her as venting his anger, but did not know that she was going to save Qingsi.

"That is, since ancient times, only men have been saddened for us. How can we feel sorry for ourselves. If we don't want to, we can change it. Does our general seem to be the ones who can't find a husband?"

Several people, you and me, are all trying to persuade Xiao Yan to come out of his emotional wound.

"General, I saw the little husband you brought back, so I squatted outside to wash your clothes for you, Dwarf Oil, look at that guy." He laughed loudly and looked at Xiao Yan teasingly. This looks much better than the previous Qingji who said he was born poor but never worked.

do the laundry?

Xiao Yan was stunned, and before she could stand up and go out, A Li opened the curtain and entered.

He didn't expect that there were so many people in the tent, so he lowered his head, bowed his shoulders and stood beside the curtain.

Xiao Yan waved his hand to let the lieutenants in front of him step down, and everyone immediately showed a clear expression.

"Come here, let me take a look." Xiao Yan asked A Li with a smile, "I heard you washed my clothes?"

A Li was standing by the door curtain, his footsteps moved, and he was about to walk towards Xiao Yan when he heard her ask, and immediately stopped in the same place and did not dare to go forward.

He thought that Xiao Yan thought he was dirty and refused to let him wash.

It just so happened that the lieutenant hadn't gone far when a name floated from their mouths to Ah Li's ears.

"This one looks much better than that Qingsi, and the small arms are as pale as light, and I don't know that the general can't put his mouth down."

Ali blinked.

Qingji?

He took the name to heart.

Xiao Yan called twice again, and A Li walked towards her cowardly, imitating the way others gave him blessings, and bowed to Xiao Yan nondescriptly.

Xiao Yan burst out laughing, met Ah Li's blushing face, and coughed lightly with his hand on his lips, "You don't need to learn that."

She smiled, "You don't have to do laundry for me either."

Xiao Yan stretched out his hand towards A Li, who lowered his head and did not dare to step forward.

He washed cleanly, his hair had a light fragrance, and his blue shirt was tied with a white belt around the waist, and the waist was unbearable. Thin forearms, white like lotus roots.

Xiao Yan felt a little thirsty, got up and walked in front of Ah Li.

On the way back, Xiao Yan felt that he should undergo desensitization treatment for Ah Li's inferiority complex.

She had a good plan at the time, starting with pulling her sleeves, then holding hands and kissing on the bed, step by step.

But after waiting for him to stand in front of him fragrantly, Xiao Yan found that she overestimated her patience and underestimated Ah Li's temptation to her.

Xiao Yan felt that he had to make it clear to him, "Do you know what I did to buy you back?"

A Li was also a little puzzled, he said, "I can do rough work, I can learn how to chop wood and feed horses."

A Li looked at Xiao Yan's new white shirt, his thin lips moved, "I can also wash clothes."

He raised his eyes to look at Xiao Yan, his eyes were bright, "I washed it very cleanly, and I rubbed it carefully."

Xiao Yan looked at him, and Ah Li lowered his head cowardly, his two hands clasped together nervously.

"I don't lack people to wash my clothes, and I don't lack people to chop firewood to feed my horses." Xiao Yan lowered his eyes, his fingers lightly clamped A Li's chin so that he looked up at him, leaned over and whispered in his ear, "I need a warmer."

Feeling A Li's trembling, Xiao Yan's heart was scratched like a cat.

Sure enough, it still feels good not to be a human being.

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