Chapter 55, sex is a man!

Seeing Xinyi's wrong eyes, Mu Fangjin also narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Why are you so nervous? It seems that he is afraid of being swallowed alive by me."

... I'm not afraid that you will devour me alive. I'm afraid that you will eat me clean!

Xinyi's black face in various senses, stared at him and took the veil into his hand by the way. The lower half of his face wiped his face and forehead randomly and looked at the sticky hair stubble on the veil, "Ok? Did you wipe it clean?

"Why didn't you wipe your chin? And my cheeks haven't been wiped clean here. He pointed to somewhere on her right face. His fingers seemed to touch her skin soon, as if he could feel his heat.

"This...here?" She washed the veil again, and then wiped it twice according to where he pointed: "Is it better now?"

"No, there's more here." Mu Fangjin changed his place and pointed to another place, "It's still a little dark here." He commanded for a long time, and finally said, "Why don't you just wash your face? The chin is about to flow into your neck. Anyway, I already know that this is just pasted. Just drop it off."

When it comes to this, Xinyi can't look sloppy again. He was entangled for a while, and then was urged by Mu Fangjin to 'go quickly~' for a long time. Then he reluctantly went to the basin and looked back at the faint smile of the soul surnamed Mu, with a sense of heroic martyr.

Probably Mu Fangjin usually likes such a bad smile. The corners of his mouth are hooked, and his eyes are bent, as cunning as a fox. It's just that when he wants to laugh, he usually covers it with his 'light fan white orchid', but today he didn't take that fan, and the nature of treachery is naturally obvious!

"Why, do you even want me to wash my face~" Mu Fangjin said this and came forward again, "But I will be happy to help you."

"...no need!" As she spoke, she didn't care about elegance. She picked up the basin slightly with both hands and plunged her face into the basin.

Yes, that posture is similar to the action of an ostrich burying its head in the sand.

Mu Fangjin was stunned until she vomited all the bubbles and almost suffoed herself to death. Xin Yi finally pulled his head out of the water.

Xinyi's face was still rolling down, and she was afraid that she was fascinated by the water. She only opened her left eye, which seemed to be a little naughty. While looking at Mu Fangjin, she rubbing her right eye with her sleeve.

"Don't rub it. Your sleeves are full of hair." He quickly pulled down his little paws and stuffed the handkerchief into her hand. "Wipe your face first."

"Well." She hesitated, wiped the little cat up and down with a veil several times, and also wiped the water droplets that had flowed to her neck. Then he returned the veil to Mu Fangjin: "Okay!"

Although Mu Fangjin took the veil smoothly in his hand, his eyes always stayed on her face and finally smiled softly. It's not ready yet. It's still a little clean. I'll wipe it for you.

"No...no, right?" She answered perfunctorily, "May be... it will fall off in a moment." Mu Fangjin didn't say anything, just answered with action. He wrapped a veil on his finger and reached out to wipe it for her. Xinyi thought that if she dodge, it would be more misleading... What's more, with a handsome man to serve her, it's not a loss. His fingers gently wiped her face through the veil. Even if his skin was as thick as Xinyi really felt a little embarrassed, and when he looked up, he was bumping into the smiling eyes in Mu Fangjin's eyes. Prince, you should be accurate and don't wipe it randomly. Xinyi said to him seriously.

His men stiffened and seemed to have never expected such a reply. Finally, he sighed and restrained his hand, "Well, it's done." He turned around and threw the veil back into the basin, then looked at her and said quietly, "Look, I said that you must be a beauty after washing your beard, sir." He looked at her playfully and said, "Can 'sir' tell me... why did you stick this fake beard on it?"

Xinyi had long expected that he would have such a hand! To be precise, it is clear that she didn't have any good intentions when she took her into the mountain. Adhering to the tenet of preventing wolves and snakes, even if he has passed the level of beard, she has been blacking herself. But she crossed her legs at this time and patted her knee heavily: "Oh! Brother, I'll tell you--

"You don't seem to be as big as me." Mufang Jinmeifeng raised his eyebrows and said, "Sir, you look very young after washing off your beard, only 16 or 17?"

"Cough." Xinyi subconsciously wanted to touch the stubble, but only touched the smooth chin. Then... I tell you, I'm a fortune teller, don't you? You see, you just said that I was good-looking, so in case someone treats me as a woman... Who can ask me to tell fortunes? ...Alas, maybe I'm a little younger and don't have a beard! Why don't you teach me how to grow a beard~"

"..." He took a deep breath and looked at the bold 'pure man' in front of him. "Do you think you can grow a beard?"

"Why not..." She stared at the prince in front of her with big eyes, so innocent that she couldn't wait to pinch out the water. After she thought about it carefully for a while, she suddenly nodded, "I understand..."

"What do you understand?" Seeing that she looked cute, Mu Fangjin calmed down and looked at her with a smile like a little sister.

However, Xinyi's face was full of obscene smiles at this time, and then approached Mu Fangjin and asked in a low voice, "Isn't it... Marry a daughter-in-law and have sex~

"..." When Mu Fangjin understood that this 'papa' was an onomatopoeia, his face looked hard again, as if he wanted to eat Xiang. What is your beard?

"The sign of a man!" She patted her chest proudly, "That's the real man with a beard!"

He hesitated for a while, as if he wanted to change the topic and coughed, "You were accurate just now. How did you think there would be a house here?"

As soon as Xinyi opens his mouth, he wants to answer directly that I am a magic trick. Don't always say that I am a magic stick in the future. But just want to talk, but feel that since Mu Fangjin chose to change the topic, it's better to let him have nothing to say! Then Xinyi smiled at him and said, "Mr. Mu, do you think I'm right? Does this have to be so long? You are a real man when you grow up, right?"

Mu Fangjin saw that she didn't get into the trap, and in other words, "Sir...that pebble..."

"I almost forgot to ask, Mr. Mu, have you become a real man?"

When the handsome, noble, romantic and beautiful and annoying Mr. Mu heard this, he hesitated to reach out his hand... Then he held his forehead with a sad face.

Xinyi feels that this state can probably be understood as: 'What is this? I won't quarrel with you!'

The rain is still falling on the roof of the thatched house, and also patting the wooden walls. It was getting darker and darker. Fortunately, Wang Cai also found a small section of candles in the debris, which was an emergency.

I just lit the fire and boiled hot water. As the rain gradually faded down, the whole room was warm - after all, it's still summer, and no matter how cold it is, it won't be anywhere. Most of Xinyi's clothes have dried, but unfortunately, many steamed buns are stained with water, and Wang Cai is still baking by the stove. Steamed bread emits the smell of wheat in the heat, and I don't know what virtue it will be when it is heated.

Mu Fangjin seemed to be tired of walking, and he was just angry with her. He sat aside a little lazy and didn't like to talk. Xinyi was alone and began to take a good looked at the room. This hut is probably a sparrow, although it is small and has all the internal organs. The wooden tables and chairs are still there, but they look very unreliable, as if they will collapse as soon as they sit up. On the left side of the door is the kitchen, and behind the middle hall is a screen similar to the wall color - Wang Cai has just entered, saying that it seems to be a bedroom.

Anyway, she was idle, so she simply went into the room with half a candle. Everything in the room is made of wood, which looks meticulous and exquisite. Directly facing the window, and next to it are several boxes and cabinets. On the right hand side is a big bed... something suspected of a candlestick on the bedside table, in which the remains of the candle can be faintly seen.

At first glance, this bedroom looks nothing strange, but it makes her feel very ordinary.

But it was at this moment that she took a cold breath.

very common? Do you feel normal? That is to say... Although these things seem to be antique,...

She suddenly dared not think about it. The bed was made of two large wooden boxes. Now the bedding is no longer covered with it, only empty box covers. The lid of each wooden box is paired by two boards, and there is a hole in the boards. Xinyi put the candle on the candlestick, and then curiously put his finger into the hole and hooked the lid of the box with enough strength. Seriously, she is so curious.

It is not empty under the board, but a thick pile of letters. And on the cover, there is a line of words written: "Hands of living alone in the mountains."

Xinyi opened the cover curiously, and the content of the first page stunned her, and the corners of her mouth twitched: "Fuck! What a broken place without electricity and network!"

She stuffed the note back into the wooden box, and suddenly the appearance of Uncle Chongxuan flashed in her mind.

She just doubted the pebbles at the beginning, after all, even the ancient courtyard had such decorations. But as soon as I entered this room, I felt a sense of discord. Uncle Chongxuan also came through time. Maybe this is the house he lived in?

People from Fuyang Mountain. Fuyang, Fu, means 'big', Dayang...big sheep? Isn't the horn of the big sheep the mountain?

At first, she thought that there was really a mountain called 'fuyang' in this place, but it was completely possible to calculate it this way!

"So it is." As she spoke, when she was about to put the lid of the wooden box back on, Xinyi suddenly found that there was a strange color on the edge of the wooden box lid. After a scratch, she really picked out a small piece of wood, and in the middle of the mezzanine, a trace of rice paper could be faintly seen. Then she suspiciously took out the piece of paper and carefully checked it carefully... What is this? Do you want to hide such a secret?