You rascal, stop right there!

Chapter 319 He shouldn't have suggested taking a bath together (thanks to my friend Scenic Spot

Chai Jin temporarily decided to give up his idea of becoming a disciple, which was what he wanted.

"This person is talented, but his mind is unstable." Bai Wan smiled as he watched the man leave.

"If you don't go astray, you might be better than me in the future."

Ling Shumo's eyes were deep, and he only looked at the person beside him, his eyes seemed to be shining...

"His talent will never surpass yours."

Every word and sentence is taken with extreme seriousness.

Bai Wan was stunned and deliberately said, "You're just saying this to coax me, but talented people emerge in every generation. I'm not like Li Simeng who gets jealous of the younger generation."

Unexpectedly, Ling Shumo was standing beside him, his hands gently resting on his shoulders.

A faint smile hung on the corners of his mouth, and he said firmly and seriously: "When you were twelve years old, you were already incomparable to ordinary people. That year, you painted "The Autumn Moon in the Heart of the River", in February of the same year, you painted "A Hundred Miles of Gardens", in March, you painted "Golden Bridge", and in April..."

"Hey!"

Bai Wan covered the man's mouth, his face flushed as he almost laughed.

"Three thousand discarded paintings are like clouds and smoke in the past. I don't even look down on yesterday's paintings today. You, please don't remember them for me."

Having said that, it is still heartwarming to have someone who remembers your past.

If you truly admire someone, you will remember even this kind of memory clearly.

"I remember them because they are all yours."

The man sighed softly...

The night path is shrouded in mist.

It also blurred the small bamboo house that the two of them built themselves.

The fence of the yard was very tight, half of the body was hidden in smoke, and there were two figures, one in front and one behind.

Bai Wan smiled wickedly, "You've been working so late today, you need to get some rest. Don't call me until noon tomorrow."

"You've been in the mourning hall for half the night, and the filthy air on your body is quite strong. You'd better take a shower before going to bed."

Ling Shumo grabbed him directly, as if to pull up this man who kicked off his shoes as soon as he entered the room and lay on the bed like a turtle.

Bai Wan turned her head slightly, hugged the quilt with a resentful look on her face and didn't want to get up.

He simply threw the pillow aside and put the quilt directly on his head, revealing half of his face.

"I'm old and useless. I can't get up or wash!"

This rogue look of "you decide for yourself"

"Bathe first, then go to bed!"

Ling Shumo's eyes were so gentle, but they contained a hint of intimidation.

"A bath can help you sleep better, and it's good for your health, right?"

This time he changed his tone of voice to a soft one, which made the person who said it feel numb.

Beauty and grace...

Bai Wan was startled and immediately jumped out from under the quilt.

He leaned forward with a wicked look, resting his chin on her shoulder, feeling warm and tender: "Then... shall we take a bath together?"

The pupils of the person next to him suddenly widened. He was so shocked by what this person said that he felt dizzy and his legs were unsteady.

He probably wanted to turn his head away and not look at this scoundrel, but the opposite happened and he allowed the man to rip the belt of his coat.

Ling Shumo's face flushed with heat, and he stammered, "I...I didn't mean that..."

"Then what do you mean?"

Bai Wan couldn't help but want to tease this person.

This scoundrel was truly wicked. He kissed the man's earlobe without hesitation and said, "If you want to take a shower together, just say so!"

"I...you...I'm serious. After the funeral, you need to get rid of the negative energy and purify your body and mind...otherwise..."

Ling Shumo just felt that he had lost his composure at the moment and was a little incoherent.

If I didn't know that this person actually has two sides, I would have believed this harmless rabbit appearance.

Bai Wan raised her eyebrows slightly: "Who was the serious Lin'an Layman who secretly read the booklet of secret opera pictures before?"

"And who's the one who always follows the diagrams and doesn't know how to adapt... Hmm..."

The breath flowed into his lungs, and was finally blocked by someone who could no longer bear it.

It suddenly became quiet.

Someone responded to the kiss with satisfaction, quietly letting the other person embrace him and absorb his body warmth, and affection permeated the devout entanglement.

By the time Ling Shumo reacted, his body was already stained with ink, and it seemed that he needed more rest.

Bai Wan put her arms around his shoulders, looking like a bully.

"Now that you're like this, do you still want to be together?"

Is there anyone in this world who can kiss someone and do bad things at the same time?

Ling Shumo felt helpless, pursed his lips awkwardly, and could only nod willingly.

The water in the kitchen has been boiled, and a few drops of water slowly slide down the wooden barrel.

The whole room was filled with heat and smoke.

Bai Wan played with her long hair, with her arms folded on both sides. Her skin was red from the hot water, and she was not at all restrained.

He was so shameless that he stepped forward and said, "Come on, Mr. Ling, can you help your husband wipe his body?"

The person opposite was submerged in water, and he looked at himself naked in front of him, his skin and the hot water blurred by the smoke.

Ling Shumo was holding a handkerchief in his hand, moving in a panic, as if he had been burned by something.

For a moment, he was at a loss, then quickly rubbed his shoulders.

This looks uncomfortable.

Even though they have been married for so long, Bai Wan still finds this guy's occasional blushing and embarrassed look extremely adorable.

Really picturesque, elegant and graceful...

The scoundrel saw a few water stains on the corners of Ling Shumo's eyes.

He squinted his eyes and moved closer, carefully kissing the other's eyelids and wiping away the water droplets.

As expected of his own Zi Chen, he is so beautiful and clear as the bright moon, making people linger on.

But just when the scoundrel was indulging in the beauty, the person opposite him suddenly grabbed his wrist.

A corner of the handkerchief was torn.

The man's palms were warm, his cheeks were flushed, and he was much stronger than Bai Wan.

Ling Shumo felt as if his face was on fire, and he gripped his wrist tighter and tighter.

Three thousand rivers of water, take a drink and they are all gone.

His eyes were blurred, his consciousness gradually became unclear, and his feelings became stronger.

The whole room was broken and messy like a dream.

Bai Wan felt a little regretful that he shouldn't have suggested taking a bath together.

However, it was too late. After the initial compromise, his reputation was gone.

Sleepless in the middle of the night.

Ling Shumo carefully picked him up and kissed him on the forehead.

Then, this so-called "serious" gentleman's face flushed slightly, and his mouth moved awkwardly:

"I'm sorry, I... I will reflect on myself. You should have a good rest first..."

It leaves one speechless.

Who can go through so much trouble and still say sorry?

Bai Wan thought: This is the nth time I have reflected on this.

Although he was the one who initiated the fight every time, he never gained any advantage.

So he had to sleep on as someone carefully covered him with a quilt, the curtains above his eyes spinning wildly.

Ling Shumo gently stretched out his hand, stroked Bai Wan's face, and lay down beside her with his clothes on.

Then he blew out the light and smiled gently.

In the dark night.

Bai Wan seemed to hear someone beside him ask in his ear: "Ah Bai, I... am I really inflexible?"

He was still laughing at this person in his dreams until he fell asleep.

What nonsense are you talking about!