Yang Ruoqing glanced around and finally returned to his face.

Without concealing the admiration in her eyes, she nodded and said: "Execution ability is first-class!"

"hey-hey……"

He scratched his head sheepishly.

Only then did Yang Ruoqing realize that his face was covered with beads of sweat.

There were still a lot of wood chips stuck in my hair.

She pursed her lips and smiled, then took out a handkerchief.

Standing on tiptoes, he gently wiped the sweat off his forehead.

The cuffs and handkerchief were washed with soap powder.

As he wiped, the faint scent of soap wafted into his nose.

He secretly took a deep breath.

So delicious!

She suddenly chuckled.

"Those who know it, think it's wood chips on your head. Those who don't know, think it's dandruff!"

Luo Fengtang's face blushed slightly.

"I'll get a basin of water and wash my hair at night," he said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's winter now, and washing your hair at night is easy to catch cold air."

She raised her head and glanced at the sun above her head.

"If you want to wash it, just wash it at noon. The sun is bright and it will dry quickly." She said.

Luo Fengtang nodded.

"Okay, then I'll boil the water!"

After saying that, he turned around and entered the kitchen.

Here, Yang Ruoqing was not idle either. She went into the miscellaneous room and took a wooden basin for washing her face and a dry handkerchief.

When the water was hot, Luo Fengtang filled a basin with water and carried it to the backyard.

Put the tub down in a corner with plenty of sunshine and a stack of firewood and hay to protect it from the wind.

"Take off your outer cotton clothes to avoid getting wet."

Yang Ruoqing followed and reminded.

"Um!"

Luo Fengtang immediately took off the cotton-padded clothes on his upper body, wearing only an autumn coat.

Yang Ruoqing took the cotton coat and patted away the sawdust and dust outside.

Then hang it on the firewood pile next to it to dry.

Here, he had already untied his hair and leaned over to squat by the basin.

"let me help you."

She said, rolling up her sleeves as she walked over.

Revealing two clear and tender arms.

Luo Fengtang glanced at her white arms and hands.

He pursed his lips slightly.

The pill seems to be really effective.

Qing'er is getting prettier day by day.

"Stop looking at me stupidly and bury your head. I have to wash your hair."

Yang Ruoqing gently tugged his ears and said with a smile.

Luo Fengtang came back to his senses and grinned.

Follow her instructions.

She stood beside him and leaned down.

One hand was holding his hair, and the other hand was holding a gourd and gourd.

The gourd scooped up the warm water and poured it down slowly and gently along the back of his head.

In this era, it was popular for both men and women to wear long hair.

She has long flowing hair and looks good.

It just takes a bit of effort to take care of.

The warm water slowly flowed down his scalp, moisturizing every hair.

Then it slowly trickled down from the ends of my hair, and fell into the wooden basin in front of me...

"It's cold now, so you can wash your hair longer."

She poured water on his hair and chatted casually with him.

"When spring comes next year, the weather will warm up."

"This hair needs to be washed ****. If you wash it frequently, your hair will be smooth and shiny, and you won't get lice..."

When the water was almost done, she put down the gourd and gourd.

Instead, I took a little soap powder and rubbed it in my hands.

Then she took his hair and rubbed it gently.

Soft fingers gently scratched his hair.

He sighed in comfort.

Yang Ruoqing washed it very carefully. After scrubbing it, she rinsed it with water again.

Then he took a dry handkerchief, entangled it in his hair and wiped it gently.

After wiping it to 60-70% dryness, I found a comb and washed it thoroughly.

She carefully combed his hair smoothly and draped it behind his back.

"I'm used to seeing you with your hair tied up. Now that you let your hair down, your whole demeanor has changed!"

Yang Ruoqing stood aside holding a wooden comb and said with a smile.

He tilted his head and looked at Luo Fengtang, who was standing in the sun.

He is tall and has a strong build.

The black hair is like a waterfall, flowing down the body, echoing the handsome face with cold lines.

It actually gave rise to a cold and wild charm.

It is very different from the usual simple and honest temperament with tied hair and coarse clothes!

"Qing'er, what are you looking at?"

Luo Fengtang asked.

"Is there something dirty... on my face?"

He subconsciously raised his hand to touch his face.

Her arm was held down by Yang Ruoqing.

"do not move."

she said.

"Yes, just keep this posture and let me take a few more looks."

"ah?"

Luo Fengtang was puzzled.

Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes, admiring his 'beauty' and nodding her tongue.

"Handsome, handsome, eye-catching!"

Luo Fengtang: "..."

"Qing'er, the sun is nice today, why don't you wash your hair too? I'll help you!"

Luo Fengtang suggested.

Yang Ruoqing thought about it and nodded.

"Then take a shower. Tomorrow when Aunt Five comes in, I don't want her to be smelly of oil smoke!"
To be continued...