In the lobby.

Zhao Rong was hesitating whether he should send Xiaoxiao back.

After he leaves later, he will definitely not be able to leave her running around in Dali.

Besides, Qingjun Qian'er is also here. If she bumps into her, it's really hard to tell.

But if Xiaoxiao is allowed to take the Yunhai Ferry back by herself, Zhao Rong is worried. He knows how crazy she is, and the mountain is not safe either.

"Uncle Xiaobai should have time... I just need to think about how to shut his mouth, and don't betray me again."

Zhao Rong looked at the communication jade gourd in his hand, shook his head and muttered.

After thinking for a while, he immediately put it away.

"I'll ask this girl later how she came to Dali, and then I can make a decision. If she comes with the grandma I always talk about, I can send her back safely."

He nodded slightly.

While waiting for Su Xiaoxiao to take a bath, Zhao Rong was bored and took out the tombstone that he had fooled into the little fox demon.

He looked at it carefully and twitched the corner of his mouth.

These are indeed the words engraved by Xiao Qian'er. The biggest and most conspicuous thing on it is of course his name, but the subsequent inscription does say that the person buried in the tomb is only a broken arm, not himself.

I don't blame Xiao Qian'er for this. This is indeed similar to a 'longevity grave' set up to pray for living people, and the inscriptions are still red.

However, there was a long series of inscriptions in rather small fonts at the back, and Zhao Rong estimated that Su Xiaoxiao probably didn't read them.

She probably saw the three characters "Zhao Ziyu" at the first glance, and her heart skipped a beat, her face collapsed, and she started to howl with her little head raised...

Well, I can't blame this stupid girl too much. Maybe she also looked at the inscription at the end of the inscription with care, because the inscription here said something like Zhao Qian'er, the wife of the person who built the monument.

Well, Xiaoxiao is probably heartbroken and eager to add her name secretly. She is also a wife and needs to be famous...

Zhao Rong's mouth twitched.

He really didn't accuse a certain little fox demon wrongly. After all, her thoughts were easy to guess, except when she transformed into 'Su Huxian'.

Just as Zhao Rong was sitting outside the screen, putting away the tombstone, thinking and shaking his head.

"Zhao Lang, Zhao Lang, come here quickly!" Su Xiaoxiao's anxious voice came from the bathroom behind the screen.

Zhao Rong was startled. He immediately took out the gray cigarette bag and quickly entered.

Then……

His eyes met a serious little face.

She nodded, "Well, Zhao Lang, help me rub my lower back."

A hot towel was handed to him.

Zhao Rong: "......"

He looked speechlessly at the little fox demon in the tub who was handing a hot towel with two little hands.

"Puch~" She couldn't hold herself any longer and snickered.

Zhao Rong was not angry, "Don't be so 'crying wolf' in the future. I have told you this story. If you are really captured by the bad guys, I won't save you."

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the duplicitous Zhao Lang, tilted his head and blinked his eyes, and said crisply: "No way, as long as Xiaoxiao calls for help, no matter how many times my Zhao Lang is deceived, he will be the first to hear it."

Time has passed!"

She raised her little head and looked at him with a very affirmative tone.

With this little appearance, all he had to do was put his hands on his hips and proudly raise his pigtails.

Not as painful as Zhao Lang, he is so domineering!

Su Xiaoxiao was very happy.

Zhao Rong kept talking, but found that it seemed to be the case, that he was really convinced by her.

He relaxed his shoulders and sighed, glared at her, then took the hot towel, walked behind the bucket, and rubbed her back.

Zhao Rong first wiped his face vigorously with a towel, buried his face in it and took a deep breath. The steaming steam, the scent of soap, and the little fox demon's milk-like body fragrance all hit his face and were inhaled into his lungs.

"call……"

He exhaled comfortably, then threw the hot towel into the water in front of Su Xiaoxiao.

She happily wrung out the hot towel for her Zhao Lang again, not minding that he had used it.

While Zhao Rong was waiting, he put a hand on Su Xiaoxiao's shoulder, and couldn't help but rub the round and cute shoulder, but he didn't play with it too much.

He gently brushed her back with his other hand, first pushing the wet and dark hair to one side, revealing her slender and thin back. He couldn't help but touch it. Where he touched it, the skin on her back was like gelatin.

, brittle and breakable, like a newborn baby.

Zhao Rong hadn't rubbed her back yet. Just by touching it, the jade skin on Xiaoxiang's back was already flushed like peach blossoms. It was like a glass of tempting wine, and people couldn't help but lower their heads and take a sip.

.

No wonder some people say that beauty is like wine, with different tastes at different ages.

But Zhao Rong just wanted to rub his back seriously at this time.

He nodded mentally.

"Lang Zhao, here." Su Xiaoxiao handed the hot towel to her lover in a very clumsy manner, and rolled her eyes up, looking at him eagerly.

His eyes seemed to be expecting something to happen.

“…”

Zhao Rong took the towel speechlessly.

He began to suspect that she did it on purpose and that she really wanted him to rub her back.

"Stupid girl, what do you want to do?" Zhao Rong thought for a while and asked seriously.

"What are you doing? Well, what do you want to do?" Su Xiaoxiao blinked her big, innocent eyes.

"What don't I want to do? You hurry up and carry it on your back. I want to do it... No, I'm going to rub my back." Zhao Rong said seriously, but in the middle he was led astray by her, making him talk.

"Oh." Su Xiaoxiao responded crisply. Before turning her back, she tilted her little head as if she was a little worried, and warned with a smile: "Then Zhao Lang, please don't do bad things~"

Zhao Rong always felt that one of her words was pronounced a bit too strongly, and it didn't sound like an auditory hallucination.

He looked at her pure and innocent little face and suddenly wondered to himself why this stupid girl was becoming more and more like a little vixen.

Oh, I forgot, she seems to be.

Damn it, it seems that this stupid little fox girl's racial talent has awakened, and she is becoming more and more capable of seducing people's souls.

The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched.

But then, he still rubbed her back seriously.

But halfway through, when Su Xiaoxiao couldn't hold it in any longer and was being naughty, Zhao Rong slapped his little buttocks, causing the little fox demon to stare and mouth, with red cheeks, and turned around to bite the bad guy Zhao Lang.

However, in a second, he smiled and pressed the dog's head.

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly became stiff and unable to move.

Zhao Rong knew what Su Xiaoxiao wanted to do.

But he felt that he could not delay any longer, otherwise he would probably praise him for redefining self-cultivation... Zhao Ziyu, your self-cultivation has been extended to women, right? Well, there is nothing wrong with a nun's body...

He rubbed his face.

And Gui is right about one thing, Wenrou Township is the Tomb of Heroes.

The gentleness of the little fox demon's land is even more so. It will really make him linger and immerse himself in it, just like he did on the way to Duyou City.

Because Xiaoxiao is so 'soft', she is completely obedient to him, her eyes looking up to him are full of love, and her little head is full of "Zhao Lang Zhao Lang".

Her life is all about him.

But he is a man, he cannot just focus on one place, he must take the long term into consideration.

Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help but turn her head and glanced at Zhao Lang again.

I'm a little curious as to why he is so honest today.

But she didn't force it anymore. No matter what he wanted to do, whether it was a serious back rub or not, as long as he could accompany her.

A small wish is actually very simple.

Afterwards, the couple played around for a while.

Zhao Rong finished rubbing Su Xiaoxiao's back and carefully wiped her hair with a dry towel.

"It's time to get up and go eat."

"Uh-huh, Zhao Lang, I want to take another dip. How about I take a dip and eat at the same time?" the lazy little fox demon begged eagerly.

Zhao Rong rubbed her little head, thought for a while, and nodded gently.

Anyway, she happened to have a cold. If she soaked for a while longer, he would add some medicinal bath to her, maybe it would cure her.

So Zhao Rong hurriedly ran out to get a bucket of hot water and filled it into the bathtub. He ran out again and took the trouble to get some herbs and came back to give the little fox demon a medicinal bath.
To be continued...