After being picked up by the prince, Xiaojiaohua is wild and sassy

chapter 38

Ruhuahua also forgot to dodge for a moment, instead her eyes widened.

Without paying attention, he suddenly met a pair of pitch-black eyes.

"Ah—" Ruhuahua was startled, and she let out a short cry, before she fell back and sat on the ground, "Brother, you, you scared me..."

"Evil, person, first, sue, complaint." Before she could sit up, a piece of clothing fell lightly on top of her head, covering all her sight, and Zhong Liting's voice came from her ear, "Child, don't be rude." Do you know the truth of seeing?"

Ru Huahua had a small red face, and hurriedly took off the clothes covering her head. Over there, Zhong Liting had already put on an outer shirt, and Ru Huahua, who only saw the back, retorted in a low voice: "There are many shirtless people in the army." It's... It's not like I haven't seen it before, can my brother have more meat than others?"

Zhong Liting was lowering his head and tied the tether, but he was really questioned by her when he heard the words, and stared at her with lowered eyes: "So, are you reasonable?"

"No, it doesn't make sense." Ru Huahua was stared at by him, and suddenly felt guilty. She covered her eyes like a bell, sat on the ground and stepped back cautiously.

"Are you taking advantage and running away?" Zhong Liting's magnetic voice came from the opposite side.

Ru Huahua wiped the sweat from her forehead, and slowly sat up from the ground, "Brother... I really didn't see anything just now..."

Just a back view... Her head was covered without seeing anything...

Zhong Liting snorted lightly and said, "What else do you want to see?"

Ru Huahua picks her fingers.

Zhong Liting went out and poured out the used water, changed to a wooden basin, mixed a basin of hot water again, put it on the wash stand, and told her, "Go wash your face and change your clothes, don't catch cold again. "

After Zhong Liting finished speaking, he walked out of the tent, leaving all the space for Ruhuahua.

Ru Huahua picked up her close-fitting clothes, she just broke out in a sweat, the clothes were a little damp, and she could smell the subtle smell of sweat.

This will be marinated in a while.

Ruhuahua wrinkled her face immediately, quickly took off her clothes, scrubbed them quickly, and put on clean clothes again, only then did she feel comfortable.

She went out to pour water, and as soon as she lifted the thick felt at the entrance of the tent, she saw Zhong Liting standing leaning against the tent.

Ruhuahua went to the side and poured out the water, turned around and looked up at him with the wooden basin in her hand, just as she raised her head, she swallowed a breath of wind, her voice was almost blown away: "Brother?"

With such a strong wind, did he just stand at the door all the time?
As soon as the words fell, a pair of slender big hands covered her forehead.

Ru Hua stared at him with a pair of deer eyes.

Zhong Liting glanced down at her, and quickly withdrew his hand, "It's not hot anymore."

After finishing speaking, he lifted the thick blanket in front of him, "Go back, don't stand here and blow the wind."

Ru Huahua obediently went back to the tent, took the clothes she just changed, turned her head and went out.

Zhong Liting looked up at her slightly: "Where are you going?"

Ruhuahua grabbed the thick felt in one hand, and turned around holding the two close-fitting clothes in the other, "I'm going to wash the clothes."

"Don't go," Zhong Liting hooked the back of his collar and hooked him back, "Didn't you see how windy it was? Turn around and get sick again, and go when you recover tomorrow."

Like a flower, she said: "But the clothes will smell better tomorrow..."

"...Give it to me." Patting her on the head lightly, Zhong Liting took the changed clothes from her hand.

"Brother," Ru Huahua grabbed Zhong Liting who was about to turn around, and asked the question Zhong Liting had just asked her, "Where are you going..."

Are you going to throw it away for her?
Good clothes, what a waste to throw away...

"Wash the clothes." Zhong Liting stretched lazily, with a bit of arrogance, and said leisurely, "Child, you have taken my brother's first time again."

To be honest, Zhong Liting didn’t even wash his own clothes a few times when he grew up so big. When he was in the palace, the clothes he changed were naturally taken care of by a special person. There were guards in the barracks who washed them, and occasionally he went out to deal with them casually. , I really haven't washed clothes for others.

Raising a child really broke his many precepts.

Ru Huahua grabbed his sleeve in embarrassment, and whispered, "...I can wash it myself..."

His hands are for holding a pen and sword, not for washing clothes.

Zhong Liting said noncommittally: "Why, when Chi is seriously ill, do you want to rest for two more days?"

Ruhuahua: "..." She didn't.

"Okay, be honest and recuperate, and you will pay it back when you recover."

After Zhong Liting left this sentence, he stroked her hand and went straight out.

In the air, there was a flowery and low voice: "...Thank you brother."

Zhong Liting paused as he lifted the blanket, turned his head comfortably, and said with a smile, "You're welcome, I will pay it back."

Ru Hua lowered her head and whispered, "It will be returned."

When the weather is not cold, clothes in the military camp are usually washed by the stream outside. When it is cold, the water is boiled for washing inside.

With only two clothes, Zhong Liting was not so delicate, so he went straight to the stream.

There were only three or five soldiers scrubbing their training uniforms by the stream, making noise while washing.

Seeing Zhong Liting approaching, everyone immediately quieted down, "Young General!"

"En." Zhong Liting responded unhurriedly, and walked over slowly, and the soldiers hurriedly made room for him.

The soldier Xiaojia asked curiously, "Is the major general here to wash clothes?"

Soldier Xiaoyi: "It's still the New Year's Eve, why did the Major General return to camp so early this year?"

"Well, there's nothing wrong at home." Zhong Liting didn't shy away, answered two questions in one sentence, squatted down by the stream generously, and leaned over to press the light pink coat in his hand into the stream.

A group of soldiers looked at him curiously from the corner of their eyes.

Their major general is really capable of writing, martial arts, and washing clothes...

But...is that pink?
pink? !
The major general actually likes pink?
All the soldiers stared wide-eyed, did their major general have such a girlish heart?

All the people looked at each other silently, making sure that they were not colorblind and saw correctly.

Zhong Liting rinsed along the direction of the water for a few times before slowly thinking of something, "Trouble, who is that... Oh, can you lend me the soap?"

"I me me!"

As soon as the words fell, a piece of soap appeared in front of him.

Zhong Liting fished out the clothes and put soap on them, and returned them with a chuckle, "Thank you."

"Where is it, the major general said that he will be out of touch with us."

Zhong Liting smiled, rubbed his clothes on the stone slab twice, and rinsed them in the stream.

The flowery underwear was only wet with sweat, but it was not dirty at all. Zhong Liting quickly washed it and wrung it dry.

"Let's go." Zhong Liting greeted casually, and left under the strange eyes of the soldiers.

After confirming that the person was far away, the soldier Xiaojia jumped up: "Fuck, pink? It was pink just now! Did I read it wrong?"

Soldier Xiaobing: "Is it really pink? I thought I was blind!"

Soldier Xiaoyi finally concluded: "As expected of our major general, his taste is extraordinary."

I really didn't expect their major general to be expensive on the surface, but he was so... um, wild?
Zhong Liting didn't expect how much misunderstanding this incident had caused to his subordinates. He was currently straightening his clothes slowly and putting them on a bamboo rack to dry.

It was a bit windy outside, and when Zhong Liting was drying his clothes, he even thoughtfully tied the clothes to the bamboo rack.

　Haha, the almighty Xiaoting who is capable of writing and martial arts, can wash clothes and cook, and loves his father like a mountain (not

　　
　
(End of this chapter)