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Chapter 526 Do you want me to teach you how to write the word "moderation"? A storm is brewing.
Jiang Hanying tilted her head back and looked up at her cheap master, urging, "Quickly, nod and say yes."

Li Chengxiao nodded helplessly, "Okay." Then he reminded her, "Close your eyes, be careful not to get foam in them."

Once Jiang Hanying obediently closed her eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief without making it obvious, turned on the showerhead beside him, and began to rinse the foam off his hair as calmly as possible.

The soft strands of hair flowing through her fingers, the face flushed slightly by the steam with her eyes closed, and the naked body immersed in the water—all these things were stirring her heartstrings.

Jiang Hanying sensed something was off about the aura above her head. She quietly opened one eye to look over and met the eyes of her cheap master, whose eyes were full of restraint and forbearance.

She swallowed silently. "Is your hair all rinsed?"

Li Chengxiao turned off the shower, glanced at his hair which was now completely clean and almost touching the ground, and said, "Hmm, all washed."

"That's good. Come on, kiss me!"

Li Chengxiao still had some concerns: "Your health isn't fully recovered yet."

Jiang Hanying simply raised her hand, her wet arm wrapped around the back of her cheap master's neck, and pressed down.

He didn't use much force at all. Considering that she had just finished physical therapy and her strength hadn't fully recovered, Li Chengxiao lowered his head to cooperate when he applied force to the back of her neck.

The next second, her lower lip was lightly bitten. "Aren't you going to kiss me?"

What was originally just a bent knee had unknowingly turned into a half-kneeling position on the ground.

Their breaths mingled, their ears rubbed against each other, and with each increasingly hot breath, the temperature in the already steamy bathroom rose several degrees in the blink of an eye.

When her breathing became somewhat difficult, Jiang Hanying loosened her arms, which were still wrapped around the back of her cheap master's neck, and calmed her breathing for a moment.

Then, she nimbly flipped over in the water, grabbed the edge of the bathtub, and looked down to see her cheap owner's left knee, which looked a little red, after kneeling on the floor for a while.

I instinctively reached out and gently rubbed it to help.

Then I saw the muscles suddenly tense up in front of me, and...

Her gaze was unwavering, and Li Chengxiao's abdomen involuntarily tightened under her gaze.

"Soaking for too long isn't good, take it out and rinse it off!"

"It hasn't been long, I think the water's still warm." Jiang Hanying flicked the water that was gently rippling against her chest, tilted her head back, and smiled invitingly, "I'd like to try it in the bathtub."

Li Chengxiao thought to himself, "What does a seductive siren look like? I've already seen it!"

The last piece of clothing that initially made Jiang Hanying somewhat dissatisfied ultimately could not be saved.

The water in the bathtub overflowed and splashed onto the floor, leaving behind waves that washed over and over again, rolling endlessly on the crests...

When the sound of water gradually stopped, the bathtub, which was initially seven-tenths full, was now only a tiny bit of water at the bottom.

Conversely, outside the bathtub, the floor was a mess of water flowing and meandering.

Jiang Hanying sat on the edge of the bathtub wrapped in a bath towel, her shoulder resting on her cheap owner. She listened to the hot air blowing on her head, drying her hair little by little, before squinting and speaking in a slightly hoarse voice: "A little tired."

Li Chengxiao paused in his act of drying her hair. "Whose fault is it?"

"Blame me, blame me!"

But I'll do it again next time, hehe!

Once she has fully recovered.

After drying his hair, Li Chengxiao put the hairdryer away and said, "Put your hand on me, I'll carry you out."

"I can go."

"The ground is slippery."

Jiang Hanying looked down at the water on the ground that hadn't been cleaned up yet, then obediently raised her hand and was carried out in a hug around her waist and knees.

After placing her on the bed, Li Chengxiao turned around, poured a glass of water, and handed it to her. "Drink some water, and take a nap if you're tired," he said, glancing at the clock on the wall. Then, his tone shifted, "I'll wake you up for dinner later." Jiang Hanying took the glass and drank it all in one gulp, finally feeling much better. Seeing her cheap master turn to go back to the bathroom to tidy up, she quickly called out to him, "Wait, let me check your back first."

Earlier in the bathroom, she was thinking about the injury on her cheap master's back, so she only reached out and grabbed his shoulder, trying not to touch his back. However, a few times she seemed to have accidentally pressed on it.

"It doesn't hurt much anymore."

"That depends."

After a moment of silent confrontation, Li Chengxiao finally gave in.

He turned his back, untied the bathrobe belt, and with a flick of his wrist, the bathrobe slid down to his muscular waist.

Jiang Hanying knelt on the edge of the bed, looking at the back that was gradually turning from bluish-purple to light color, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Chengxiao turned his head to look over, "I feel that the recovery speed this time is much faster than before."

Jiang Hanying immediately raised her hand and held up three fingers, "I didn't add anything to this. It should be from the last time I used it, since it wasn't long ago, and there's still some residual effect."

Li Chengxiao put his bathrobe back on, rubbed her head, and pressed down the hand she had used to swear. "Okay, I understand. Go to sleep."

"Okay, I'll apply the medicine for you tonight."

That won't work; her arm is still a little sore.

When Li Chengxiao turned around and cleaned up the messy bathroom, he came out to find the person already fast asleep, wrapped in a blanket.

She quietly changed her clothes again before taking the clothes she had taken off earlier and opening the door to go out.

He had just started the washing machine when he heard the door behind him open. He turned around and saw his brother standing in the doorway, pointing at him. "It's only the second day, and you've already put up with it for a whole day!"

Well, this time I really didn't wrong him!
Where is the person with the shadow?

"Fell asleep."

Li Jingmo: "...Do you want me to teach you how to write the word 'moderation'?"

Li Chengxiao pretended not to hear him, walked into the courtyard, looked up at the already setting sun, and said, "The sky has turned cloudy again."

"Could you have changed the subject any more awkwardly?" Li Jingmo couldn't help but complain, but she still looked up and her expression gradually turned serious. "A storm is brewing!"

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At the same time, in different places.

Some people are looking up at the sky.

Li Zhi rarely changed out of her ever-present cheongsam, but instead wore a purple windbreaker. Although it was a bit bulky, it didn't matter, as long as it kept her warm!

The convoy stopped at the foot of the mountain. Looking up at the hillside ahead, everything was covered in white snow!
After packing up the equipment and allocating supplies reasonably, and after everyone had finished organizing in an orderly manner and checked for the last time, Li Zhi didn't dare to delay and jogged towards the two figures standing not far away.

"My lord, everyone is ready."

Even standing in the freezing cold, Yuan Qingzhuo was dressed in the same thin clothes as usual, except that he had changed from a suit to a more practical sky-blue mountaineering suit. His skin was as white as jade, and he showed no signs of cold.

He glanced one last time at the sunset, which was mostly obscured by dark clouds, then looked away. "Let's go."

Compared to him, Duanmu Sen was much more bulky, his entire body was wrapped up in a military green windbreaker, and he even wore a mask and goggles, with not a single hair showing.

Seeing that Yuan Qingzhuo left without saying a word, he quickly followed after him, his feet crunching through the snow.

"Shouldn't we wait a little longer? I have a feeling the weather is going to change, and it might even snow."

The scene of climbing the mountain while it's snowing is so beautiful; I can hardly imagine how difficult the road will be later.

Yuan Qingzhuo didn't stop or turn his head, but simply pointed in the direction of the convoy, "The cars are over there. If you don't want to go up the mountain, go back."

"Alright, let's go!"

Going back is out of the question, I'll risk it all!