The emperor's teacher (5)_1

Finally ...

Chu yanhuan was soaking in the hot spring, wearing a dudou. Shen Qingyu was half-kneeling behind her, helping her wash her hair.

The teenager's long and clean fingers were stained with some foam. His movements were gentle and serious, and his lowered eyebrows and eyes were very indifferent.

The little girl sighed in comfort. so you're going to wash my hair? "

“..”Chen Qingyu was silent for a moment. what else? what are you thinking, little kid? "

Chu yanhuan choked for a moment.

She didn't say anything.

..

After washing her hair, Chen Qingyu turned around, leaving only a slender and tall back, like a bamboo or a pine tree.

The little girl quickly wiped her body and then changed into a soft white middle coat.

"I'm done,"

Only then did Shen Qingyu turn around. He picked up the towel beside him, covered the little girl's head, and carefully wiped her hair.