Chapter 377 Talk About Love, Talk About Love (7)

The room was very quiet, so quiet that you could clearly hear the dripping sound of the faucet. Both Li Si and An Xi looked at the man on the bed, waiting for his answer.

The man was smoking indifferently all the time, without showing any emotion. He didn't say a word.

Li Si knew that this matter could not be rushed. There was no way to force people to get married and have children. Both parties had to be willing.

"Yanzi, you have a good rest tonight. This addiction will happen every day. Today is a good start. Let's see what happens tomorrow. I'll go out first."

With that said, Li Si walked out.

…

After Li Si left, Lu Yan sat on the bed and quietly smoked the last puff of cigarette, extinguished the cigarette butt, and got up to take a shower.

This place is divided into VIP area and civilian area. An'an's area is a VIP area with everything. Lu Yan's area is a civilian area. The bathroom is very small, just a sink and toilet, and there is no place to take a shower.

He brought a basin of cold water, stood in a small open space at the back of the room, took off his clothes, and poured the cold water over his head.

It was a cold day and he was taking a cold shower.

I took soap and wiped my body, then rubbed it twice with a damp towel, and ended the bath in a few minutes.

He walked into the room wearing a black suit.

There was another person in the room, An Xi. An Xi didn't leave.

Lu Yan walked in, glanced at her with his deep brown eyes, then stepped forward with his long legs and picked out a pair of black trousers with his slender fingers, turned his back and put it on himself, "What's the matter?"

he asked in a low voice.

An Xi looked at the man's strong back. When he put on pants, the shoulder blades and the two bones at the back were arched, and then fully opened, like the wings of an eagle hovering in the night sky, so wild and powerful.

There have been many people who have been pursuing her and acting as matchmakers for her over the years, but none of them caught her eye.

She couldn't explain the reason, but she thought that if any woman was lucky enough to meet a man like Lu Yan in her life, then other men would no longer be interested in him.

This man is strong-willed, bloody and experienced. Women probably love this kind of man. They want to be gently touched by his rough hands, want to hold him in your arms, and let him rest in your arms for a while.

"Brother Ayan, give me those dirty clothes you took off. I'll wash them for you and bring them back when they're clean." An Xi said softly.

The environment here is not that good. Lu Yan has been wandering in the underworld these years. As a boss, he also enjoys the so-called high life.

There are a lot of servants to take care of food, clothing, housing and transportation. The clothes are hand-made and ironed by the servants before wearing without any wrinkles.

In addition, he has a good body, and he has almost integrated into the life of the upper class.

Once a person gets used to living a good life, he cannot live a bad life anymore.

Lu Yan "brushed" the black belt around Jingshuo's waist and fastened it, then pulled out his long legs to pick up all the wet and dirty clothes outside, and walked into the bathroom, "No, you can go out."

The tall man with long legs stood beside the sink, lowered his tall body and began to wash the dirty clothes.

He refused.

She wanted to help him wash clothes, but he refused.

An Xi's eyes showed a little sadness and disappointment, but she still cleaned the bed, closed the window, and walked out of the room.

…

After An Xi left, the whole room became completely quiet, with only the sound of washing clothes coming from the bathroom.

Lu Yan grabbed his underwear with his rough hands and washed it there carefully, then washed it with clean water, and finally hung the clothes to dry on the hanger.

Men tend to be informal, and their damp shirts and trousers are hanging on the hangers, wrinkled and looking very funny.

Lu Yan returned to bed, then closed his eyes and slept.

…

An An returned to her room. In the bathroom, she stood under the shower head and took a hot shower.

Warm water poured from the top of her head to the soles of her feet, and the hot steam covered her white and tender face. She wiped her small, flower-like mouth with her hands.

She had already brushed her teeth just now, and her gums were bleeding.

Now she wiped her mouth vigorously with her hands until it was red and swollen.

She wanted to wipe away any remaining breath of the man on it.

But it couldn't be wiped away, the bitter herbal smell and the strong rough manly smell lingering on the man's body.

She felt inexplicably familiar.

It's so familiar.

She had only been kissed by one man. That man was very similar to this man. Was it him?

Lu Yan.

She felt that she was probably crazy. This was Miao territory and Lu Yan was in jail in the Imperial City. How could he come here?

It's incredible.

However, she just thought he was Lu Yan.

She couldn't describe that feeling, everything was so familiar. The man she had lived with for more than ten years was the first man she fell in love with and loved unforgettable. She couldn't feel wrong.

The woman's sixth sense told her that it was Lu Yan, but her reason told her that it was an illusion.

An An turned off the hot water, stepped on the carpet with her little white feet, wiped the water droplets on her delicate muscles with a towel, and put on a pair of pajamas before going out.

Lying on the soft big bed, she tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

Lu Yan's unruly handsome face filled his mind.

Lu Yan, is that you?

An An bit her moist lower lip with her fine white teeth. She should have slapped him again at that time.

The slender feathers like butterfly wings quivered twice, and An An slowly closed her eyes.

…

The next morning.

In the restaurant, An An saw Meng Che, so she stepped forward and asked, "Young Master Meng, do other distinguished guests often come to this place where we live?"

Meng Che looked at An An, and his eyes lit up. He had to say that the misty rain and soft water in the south of the Yangtze River in China were the nurturing women. Lin Xuanji, Tang Moer, and the An An in front of him were all top-notch beauties.

"Miss An'an, the place we live in is divided into different levels. VIPs like you all live in luxurious rooms. There are also several rooms in the west courtyard, which are used to receive a very small number of foreign relatives from Miao. It is a civilian area and the conditions are not the same as here. It’s different.” Meng Che explained.

An An glanced sideways and saw that several maids were already preparing breakfast in the civilian area. The simple white porridge and steamed buns were incomparable with the exquisite desserts in the VIP area.

"Miss An An, why are you so interested in the civilian area? For a delicate beauty like you to live there would be a waste of money." Meng Che reached out to touch An An's white and tender hands.

But he didn't touch it, so An An took two steps back.

Meng Che raised his eyes and saw the girl's ice-like black and white pupils looking at him extremely coldly. The girl's eyes were too pure and clear, and his ugly face was reflected in those pupils.

Meng Che froze.

An An turned around and left directly.

Looking at An An's pretty figure walking away, Meng Che showed a lewd expression. He dared to drag her like this on his territory. Sooner or later, she and Tang Mo'er would be his dinner.

"Come here." Meng Che looked at one of his subordinates.

The subordinate quickly walked over, "Young Master, what are your orders?"

Meng Che covered his hands and whispered a few words...

…

Lu Yan became addicted to drugs again. He had been detoxifying every day for the past three months and suffered from pain every day.

In the room, Lu Yan was sitting on the mottled floor, his strong back leaning against the bed, his eyelashes as thick as brushes drooping, and his chest was panting violently.

When drug addiction attacks, it's like there are countless little bugs in his blood. He reaches out his rough palms to scratch the skin on his body, trying to pull something out.

"Brother Ayan, you can't scratch your body anymore. The old wounds on your body have not healed, and new ones have been added. The wounds have become infected. If you continue to scratch like this, there will be no good flesh on your body. Your drug addiction has not been cured. You The wound will fester and die!" An Xi held down Lu Yan's big hand.

Lu Yan's brown eyes turned red, and he pushed An Xi away, trying to catch him.

But at this time, Li Si tied Lu Yan's two big hands with a rope, preventing him from moving.

"Brother Li, Brother Ayan managed to survive yesterday without self-mutilation. The situation should be getting better day by day. Why is Brother Ayan the same as before? I didn't give Brother Ayan any herbs yesterday." An Xi thought Puzzled.

Yesterday, Lu Yan was about to harm himself. An Xi tied him to a chair and hurried out to get herbs.

But when he came back, Lu Yan was already well.

What happened in the middle?

An Xi doesn't understand.

But Li Si understood that yesterday was no different from before, except for...the little girl named An An.

That An An seemed to have broken into this room accidentally.

Li Si frowned, and then there was light footsteps outside the door, someone was coming.

Li Si quickly raised his head warily. The door here was still relatively old. There was a window on the door and it was covered with white paper. You couldn't see the inside from the outside, but you could see the figures outside.

Now there is a slender body on the window shadow. The girl is turning sideways, and you can vaguely see her alluring facial features carefully drawn by an artist.

It's An An.

An An is here.

Li Si looked sideways at Lu Yan beside him. Lu Yan's blood-red brown eyes had already fallen on the window, and he was staring at the delicate figure.

Staring hard.

There was silence in the room. Even An Xi raised his head and looked at the slender figure. The moment the girl came, Lu Yan's tall body froze suddenly.

Outside the door, An An stood quietly, and then she slowly stretched out her white and tender hands and pressed them against the old doors and windows.

She didn't open the door, but her five soft fingers gently caressed the doors and windows, like a lovely girl caressing her lover's handsome face.

Lu Yan moved.

Li Si quickly held down Lu Yan's arm and shook his head.

This trip is very dangerous in Miao territory. Lu Yan is now in prison in the imperial capital. If he shows up, everything will be in vain.

Once his true identity is exposed, he will be hunted down and it will be a bloody road from now on.

Blood Shadow has dealt with too many international bosses. He is like a nail that scares people. Everyone wants to lift his mysterious veil and uproot him.

Lu Yan had no expression on his face, but he still stood up, stretched out his long legs and walked towards the door.

His hands were still tied, so he slowly stretched out his hand, and his rough fingertips touched the girl's small hand through the door and window.

He obviously didn't touch it, but he seemed to have touched it.

A door separates two worlds.

…

Standing quietly outside, she hung her slender feathers like butterfly and cicada wings, and her little hands wandered on the doors and windows. Is he inside?

Did he see her?

She seemed to have smelled the fragrant masculine scent exuding from his body, heard his strong heartbeat, and felt his body temperature...

Everything is so familiar.

He seemed very, very close to her.

An An took a deep breath, slid her hand down, and put it on the doorknob. She wanted to push the door open...

"An'an." At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

An An turned around and saw that it was Li Junxun.

Li Junxun chased her from the imperial capital to Miao territory.

Lu Yan in the room also heard Li Junxun's voice. He lowered his head, and his bangs covered with sweat were wet and stuck to his eyelids. His rough palms were still pressed against the door and window, but the warmth on that end had been withdrawn. .

He heard the boy and girl talking---

"Li Junxun, why are you here?"

"An'an, as soon as you come, I will come. This is the gift I bring you, a rose."

"Thanks."

An An only apologized but did not reach out to accept it.

"An'an, what are you doing here? Isn't this a civilian area? Let's go back."

"okay."

An An glanced at the closed room door in front of her, pulled out her thin legs and left with Li Junxun.

…

she left.

She followed someone else.

Lu Yan slowly raised the corners of his thin lips, "That's okay, that's good."

The next second, Li Si and An Xi watched the dignified 1-foot-9 man in front of him fall down with a "boom".

Lu Yan fainted.

The wound infection on his body caused a high fever that persisted. Anxi took his temperature and found that it was already 42 degrees.

If the burning continued like this, his head would be burned to a pulp.

Li Si was beside the bed. He reached out and touched the man on the bed. The man's forehead was as hot as a fireball.

"An Xi, hurry up and get some antipyretic medicine. I'll get a wooden bucket and put some cold water in it to physically cool down Yanzi." Li Si said.

"good."

An Xi and Li Si walked out together.

…

The room was quiet. Lu Yan was lying on the bed alone. He hadn't shaved for a long time. His handsome face was covered with beard, but his sharp eyebrows and handsome three-dimensional facial features made him look good. .

His lips were so dry that there was a layer of skin on them. He was having a high fever and kept dreaming---

thirsty.

So thirsty.

At this time, a voice as soft as an oriole sounded in my ears, "Lu Yan, are you thirsty? Do you want some water?"

The thick and curled eyelashes like brushes trembled, and he opened his eyes, and An An's young and charming little face appeared in his sight.

An An is here.

He looked at her and said nothing.

An An's slender body pressed down, getting closer to him little by little, and the girl's faint grandma's body fragrance invaded his senses.

thirsty.

Getting thirstier.

At this time, the scene changed, and there was nothing underneath him. There were two people standing next to the bed, a boy and a girl, which were extremely eye-catching.

Li Junxun hugged An An and looked at him condescendingly, "Master Yan, don't be so rude to girls. The more delicate a girl is, the more gentle she should be treated. A man like you who doesn't understand the charm can only marry An Xi. With you, My status is only worthy of marrying An Xi, or other unclean women. If An An follows you, it is like a flower stuck in a cow, and you are favoring her."

"Master Yan, I'm going to kiss An An now. Watch carefully how I kiss An An."

Li Junxun slowly lowered his head and kissed An An in his arms.

No.

don't want!

Lu Yan on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

Looking at the ceiling above his head, Lu Yan was breathing heavily, his strong chest heaving up and down, his brown eyes filled with red, and his big palm hanging by his side was still holding his fist tightly. My hands sweated.

Slowly releasing his big palm, he stretched out his tongue to lick his dry thin lips, and then slowly sat up.

Thirst and want to drink water.

He got out of bed, stood at the table and poured himself a glass of water.

Recently, I often dream about her. He has not been separated from her for so long in more than ten years. This is the first time he has been separated from her, and he finds that he has not seen her for a long time.

Start missing her.

Well, I miss her.

Lu Yan held the cup to his lips and wanted to drink water, but at this moment the cheerful footsteps of the maid came from outside the door, "Let's go and have a look. There is a mask dance tonight. Take one." The masked man and woman can dance.”

Mask dance?

Lu Yan put down the cup. Will she go too?

She and Li Junxi?

Lu Yan pulled out his long legs and opened the door to the room.

…

Lu Yan came to the mask dance, but he did not go in. Instead, he stood in a remote and uninhabited corner.

He couldn't show up, couldn't attend the masked dance, and maybe he couldn't even come.

When did he become so out of control? If he had been so unconscious for so many years, I'm afraid he would have died hundreds of times.

But who knows, who knows how long he can see the sun?

The wound inside his shirt has become infected, and coupled with the drug addiction in his body, he is also made of flesh and blood, and he may not survive tomorrow.

He just wanted to take a look.

The banquet hall was filled with men and women wearing masks, and soon he saw An An inside.

He put one hand in his trouser pocket, and his blood-red brown eyes locked tightly on that delicate figure.

Today, An An wore a pink lace dress with exposed shoulders. Her silky black hair was spread over her smooth shoulders. A flower braid was braided on both sides and stuck behind her hair. The 18-year-old girl stood there In the center of the brightly lit hall, the brightness and beauty are dazzling.

She turned sideways, picking out the mask with her white hands.

Lu Yan saw half of her profile, her delicate skin like mutton fat exuding an alluring sheen like pearls. She lowered her eyelids, and her slender feathers like butterfly wings were hanging down one by one quietly and beautifully. With her beautiful little nose and hibiscus-like mouth, her facial features have grown much longer and become much more beautiful.

As she grew up, her beautiful little face was able to compete with the likes of Tang Moer, Lin Shiyu and others for beauty.

She stood there in a pink dress, and the men in the banquet hall frequently glanced at her.

She was choosing a mask, and her soft fingertips came to rest on an eagle mask.

Eagle.

Lu Yan watched her gently caress the eagle. She also had an eagle tattooed on her chest. She said that he was her eagle.

Is she thinking about him too?

"An'an." At this time, a familiar voice sounded.

Lu Yan glanced sideways and saw that Li Junxun was here. The 21-year-old boy was wearing a clean white shirt and holding an... eagle mask in his hand.

Li Junxun also chose the eagle mask.

"An An, can I ask you to dance?" Li Junxi walked up to An An, bent down like a gentleman, and held out his hand.

Lu Yan looked at this scene and slowly raised his dry lips. He laughed at himself, suddenly not knowing what he was doing.

Standing in this dark and deserted corner, looking at her, he allowed his repressed and twisted emotions to grow crazily in her body.

Even though I know I can't, I still can't resist the temptation and want her.

Lu Yan closed his handsome eyes, then turned and left.

He is no longer her eagle.

Now she has met someone better.

…

In the banquet hall.

An An wore a long skirt and stood slim. She looked at Li Junxun in front of her.

People around are making noises---

"Miss An An, please promise Mr. Li quickly. There is no one here who is more suitable than you."

"That's right, you are such a talented man and beautiful woman, a perfect match."…

Li Junxun looked at An An tenderly, "An An, can I invite you to dance?"

An An withdrew her white and tender hands from the eagle mask and apologized, "Senior Junxun, I'm sorry, I'm not here to dance."

She didn't come to dance, she just saw an eagle mask here...

Li Junxun hesitated, disappointment showing on his handsome face, and An An rejected him mercilessly.

"An'an..."

At this moment, An An saw a familiar figure out of the corner of her eye. Her ice-like black and white pupils lit up instantly. She didn't know if she had seen it wrong.

"Senior Junxun, I'm a little tired, so I'll go back first."

Before Li Junxun could say anything, An An pulled away his thin legs and left.

…

Lu Yan didn't go far. He was addicted to smoking, so he took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket in a deserted corner.

The place where he stood was dark, with only a little bit of moonlight shining through. He took out a cigarette, held it between his slender fingers and lit the lighter, nodding slightly as he smoked the cigarette.

He frowned and took a hard puff. He felt that the nicotine in the cigarette was a bit weak and he couldn't suppress the throbbing in his body.

After taking two puffs, a coquettish voice sounded in my ears, "Sir, do you want to be friends with me?"

Lu Yan raised his eyes and saw in front of him a beautiful woman from Miao territory. She was a singer here. In addition to playing the piano, she would also serve the palace ministers.

It's like one of the more expensive ones among the high-end hotels in Imperial City.

Lu Yan's strong body leaned lazily against the wall. He put one hand in his trouser pocket and held a cigarette between the slender fingers of one hand. He slowly exhaled a puff of smoke from his dry thin lips. His blood-red brown eyes He looked the beauty up and down.

Lu Yan didn't move. He brought the cigarette between his fingers to his thin lips and took a puff. He blew out the smoke on the beauty, then curled his lips and said with a smile, "I have no money."

No money?

The beauty froze, but this beauty had seen many men, but she had never seen such a manly one. She felt that he smelled rough and was full of male hormones.

"Sir, it doesn't matter if you don't have money, I can help you."

…

An An walked over, looking for that familiar figure.

She must have read correctly. She saw a familiar figure leaving the banquet hall just now. It was him, Lu Yan.

But she couldn't find him.

where is he?

It's so dark in here.

It was quiet all around, and there were no street lights. It was extremely deserted and remote.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound in her ears. She followed the sound and saw that in a remote corner, a tall and muscular man was lazily leaning against the wall. His slender fingertips were still smoking. There was a woman in front of him. …

An An's clean black and white pupils suddenly shrank, and her whole brain exploded.

An An's two small hands hanging by his side suddenly turned into fists.

Lu Yan is very alert. When someone comes, he can easily detect it. Someone!

His blood-red brown eyes suddenly glanced sideways, and a sinister and sharp glance swept over there.

But he froze for a moment, it was... An An.

An An stood there alone, her ice-like eyes staring at him.

It took Lu Yan two seconds to make a move. The big palm holding the cigarette touched the forehead of the Miao beauty, pushed her away, and then held the cigarette on his dry thin lips.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?" The beautiful Miao girl pursed her lips in dissatisfaction.

Lu Yan didn't say anything, nor did he look at An An again. He turned around and left.

"Sir, why are you leaving?" The beautiful woman called reluctantly from behind.

Lu Yan walked back to his room with his long legs, his handsome face probably expressionless.

At this time, the back of his head hurt, and a bag hit him hard on the back of the head.

The sudden pain made Lu Yan hesitate. He stretched out his big palm and touched the back of his head, and found a little blood.

She beat him until he bled.

Without looking back, he knew who hit him with the bag, it was An An.

After not seeing each other for so many days, she became a little wilder and dared to hit him.

She hit him with all her strength, causing him to bleed.

She was really itchy, and I really wanted to catch her and take care of her.

Of course, these are just imaginations. Lu Yan did not look back, but stretched out his long legs and left here.

…

he's gone.

Watching the man's retreating figure, An An stepped forward and picked up her bag.

The water chestnuts on the bag were already stained with blood. It was his blood.

She lowered her long eyelashes like butterfly wings and stretched out her soft fingertips to touch his blood, which was still warm.

This bastard!

The white eyes were hot, and the big eyes fell down, falling on the bag, blurring the blood stains on it.

…

Lu Yan returned to his room. Li Si and An Xi were both there.

"Iwako!"

"Brother Ayan!"

Two people quickly gathered around and said nervously, "Yanzi, where have you been? You scared me to death. It's very dangerous now. You can't run around, you know?"

"Ah, Brother Ayan, why is the back of your head injured?" At this time, An Xi discovered the wound on the back of Lu Yan's head.

"Sit down quickly and let me bandage you..."

"Get out!" Lu Yan spit out two cold words from his dry thin lips.

Li Si and An Xi were both stunned.

Lu Yan raised his eyes, glanced at them lightly and sharply with his blood-red eyes, and repeated, "Get out!"

This is the first time that Li Si and An Xi have seen this man lose his temper. He has great self-control and never shows his inner emotions to let others know. What's wrong now?

"Yanzi, let's put the herbs on the table. You can take care of your wounds at night and have a good rest. We'll see you again tomorrow morning."

Li Si winked at An Xi, and An Xi left with Li Si no longer willing to leave.

Lu Yan stood alone in the room, with the bangs on his forehead hanging down to cover his deep eyelids. He didn't know what he was thinking.

The room was quiet, so quiet that it was depressing and disconcerting.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the maid's voice came from outside the door, "I'm here to deliver dinner."

Dinner is here.

Lu Yan was silent for a moment, then stretched out his long legs and walked to open the door.

There was a maid standing outside the door, holding a dinner plate in her hand. Dinner was the same as breakfast, which was white porridge and two steamed buns.

He reached for it.

But a pair of white and tender little hands reached over first and took away his dinner plate.

Lu Yan raised his handsome eyelids and saw that An An was here.

An An looked at the maid, "You go down first."

The maid knew that An An was in the VIP area over there, so she quickly retreated.

The maid left, and there were only two people left at the scene. One was outside and the other was inside. An An was holding his dinner plate and looking at the man in the room coldly, "Want to have dinner?"

Lu Yan glanced at the porridge and steamed buns on the dinner plate and said nothing.

An An raised her flower-like little mouth and laughed sarcastically, "I won't give you anything to eat. There's no food to eat. Let's see how you have the strength to fuck a woman!"

With such a big guy and such strong muscles, he should have a large appetite. If he is not fed, even a barbarian cow will starve to death.

Lu Yan pursed his thin lips into a cold arc and reached out to close the door.

But a delicate body squeezed in and squeezed in the crack of the door, preventing him from closing the door.

Lu Yan quickly frowned, his handsome face turned cold, and even his hoarse voice turned gloomy, "Get out!"

An An's fair eyes were red. She was only 1.65 meters tall. Compared to the man's height of 1.9 meters, she only reached the bottom of his chest. But she bravely raised her little head, and her ice-like black and white pupils were so isolated. He looked at the man immediately and said, "I'm not going out. If you can, throw me out."

Lu Yan's eyes darkened a bit.

"But if you dare to touch me, I will shout for help, and I will tell you that you are going to molest me. I will let everyone come and watch, come and see what a scumbag you are!"

As she spoke, An An stretched out her white and tender index finger and poked his heart. She gritted her teeth and said with tears in her eyes, "You don't know who that woman is. She is Lu Yan, the female branch girl. When did you get so horny?" To the point?"

Lu Yan's face remained expressionless, but his handsome silhouette was tense, and he looked extremely fierce and horrified.

He stretched out his rough palm and grabbed her index finger.

Her index finger was as white as jade and smooth to the touch.

"Let go! Don't touch me!" An An stared at him with red eyes.

Lu Yan stiffened his tall body and refused to let go.

"Lu Yan, you have no right to touch me, you are not worthy, let me go!" An An cursed him in a low voice.

These words echoed in Lu Yan's ears, and he slowly released his palm.

With a "pop" sound, An An raised her hand and slapped him.

Lu Yan's handsome face was knocked off his face.

The atmosphere was frozen. After a few seconds, Lu Yan let go of the doorknob and turned around to enter his room.

He stood in front of the bed and began to undress.

…

An An looked at his strong back. He refused to say anything. He shouldn't be like this.

He obviously did something wrong, he was entangled with that woman, and when he saw it, he didn't say a word.

He should explain and apologize, but even though it was useless, she wouldn't listen or forgive him.

But he didn't say a word and had a very indifferent and arrogant attitude.

A layer of bright water fell in An An's white eyes. She quickly raised her eyes and forced back the tears in her eyes.

Looking up at him, the man stood in front of the bed and started to take off his clothes with her behind his back. He was wearing a black shirt on such a cold day.

The black shirt and black trousers are wrinkled and must have been washed many times. He has a pair of straw sandals on his feet. There is nothing in the house in this civilian area, just a wooden bed and a chair. It looks very simple.

He took off his black shirt, revealing the man's upper body. His strong back was covered with wounds. Some of the wounds had healed, but some had not. They looked very ferocious.

Taking off his black shirt on the bed, he walked to the open space outside the room. Li Si prepared a wooden bucket. Instead of going in to take a cold bath, he took a ladle and scooped up cold water and poured it on himself.