Murong Fu Dongfangqing

This white hair is probably natural. Thinking of every time he met a little beggar, he would be beaten or scolded, and even those who were also beggars couldn't tolerate him, Murong Fu suddenly realized, no wonder others would call him a broom star.

Natural white hair is extremely rare even in modern times, and it was even rarer in ancient times. In these rural towns, people are usually considered to be unknown people.

Seeing Murong Fu's dumbfounded look, the little beggar thought he was frightened, his eyes were indescribably dim, he silently lowered his head and was about to wrap his turban again.

Murong Fu reached out his hand to stop his movement, waved his hand and said, "There's no need to hide it, I've seen it all! The hair is beautiful, I don't want it yet."

This snow-white silver hair is indeed very beautiful, Murong Fu couldn't help being envious in his heart, but it's a pity that there is no way to dye hair in ancient times, otherwise he would dye his white hair himself, how handsome it is.

The little beggar didn't quite understand what he heard, but he understood Murong Fu's actions. There was a look of excitement in his eyes, and then a trace of uneasiness, and he said: "Mold... Mold..."

"Mei?" Murong Fu thought for a while before realizing, "You mean it will be bad luck?"

The little beggar nodded.

Murong Fu smiled and said: "I am blessed with the same blessings as the heavens, and I will avoid bad luck by punishing evil spirits. Besides, having white hair will not bring any bad luck."

After thinking for a while, Murong Fu frowned, and then said: "There may be some hidden illness in the body, have you ever felt anything strange in your body?"

The little beggar bowed his head and thought for a while, but he didn't understand what he meant.Murong Fu thought about it, he had many bruises all over his body, he probably couldn't feel it even if there was something strange, "Forget it, we'll talk about it later."

Murong Fu was squatting by the river, scrubbing the little beggar's hair and face, and said rather displeased: "You are blessed, I have always been served by others, but now I am serving you, you are still the boss." unwilling."

"You have to learn to wash yourself in the future, you know, the young master is number one in Jianghu, how can he serve you every day. Hey, I can't tell that you are very handsome!"

Seeing the little beggar's face clearly at this moment, Murong Fu was also surprised, he saw that the little beggar's complexion was extremely white and his appearance was extremely handsome.

After looking at it for a long while, I felt a little apprehensive in my heart. This kid must not let him follow me in the future, otherwise he will steal my limelight.

After washing the little beggar's head and face, Murong Fu saw that his body was in a mess, so he simply washed his whole body, so he took off his clothes without saying goodbye, this time the little beggar opened his hands to cooperate with him.

After taking off his clothes, Murong Fu was stunned for a while, his face gradually became hot, and he stammered, "This...that...I...I don't know...you are a woman."

The little beggar's body was very thin, with bruises and bruises and some dirt on her body, but she couldn't conceal her gender characteristics.

I saw two small flower buds slightly protruding from her chest, a white and tender gap between her two slender thighs was faintly visible, and there was a small red spot on one arm, which turned out to be a girl.

The body was stared at by Murong Fu, the little beggar's snow-white face was blush, and then he shuddered.

Murong Fu stretched out his hand and lost a wave of zhenqi to drive away her chill, and fell into a battle between heaven and man, a voice said: "It's fine if you didn't know before, but now you know that she is a woman and you have to help her take a bath, it's too immoral."

Another voice said: "She has always been inferior and withdrawn. If you retreat now, it will hit her young heart. Besides, children, it's nothing."

The first voice said contemptuously: "Che, you are obviously looking forward to it, and you still find so many reasons."

Murong Fu quickly approached the second voice, carried the little beggar into the river to wash his body.

But he wasn't really interested in the little girl, after all, Xin Xin was almost 30 years old, not to mention that the girl had a skinny body, so what interest could he have?

After washing Murong Fu, he used divine energy to heal her wounds. During the whole process, the little beggar wrapped his hands around Murong Fu's neck, and looked at him with bright eyes motionless, as if something was being conceived and born, dispelling the darkness bit by bit. .

In the end, Murong Fu helped the little beggar get dressed, but his hair was unwrapped, and he threw the scarf into the river with a flick of his hand.

Under the moonlight, in front of the wooden house, Murong Fu and the little beggar each held a large piece of roast meat and munched on it.

A fire was built in front of the two of them, with tree branches on top of the fire, and two hares that were roasted golden were hung, and the smell of meat wafted away.

Seeing that the little beggar was eating in a hurry, Murong Fu smiled and patted him on the back: "Eat slowly, there is still a lot." Only then did the little beggar slow down.

After a while, the two wiped out the remaining hares. Not to mention, this kind of pure natural wild barbecue really has a special flavor.

Murong Fu said with emotion: "For a long time to come, I'm afraid there will be a shadow over Baozi!"

Turning his head to look at the little beggar who was still licking his fingers, Murong Fu reached out and touched her slightly swollen belly, "Why, do you still want to eat?" =0

The little beggar nodded, Murong Fu smiled, wiped off the grease stains on her cheeks with his sleeve, and said: "I'll eat it next time, I can't become fat with one bite, take your time, by the way, what's your name."

The little beggar shook his head.Remembering that it was the same when asking her name before, Murong Fu suddenly said, "You don't have a name?"

The little beggar nodded.

"Then let me give you a name." The little beggar looked at him expectantly.

Murong Fu pondered for a while, but he didn't think of a good name, seeing her snow-white hair, he said: "Let's call her Xue'er, surname Murong."

The little beggar had no expression on his face, but his eyes were extremely happy, and he said softly, "Xue...Murong..."

"Yes, Murong Xue. My name is Murong Fu, and you will call me brother from now on."

Murong Xue yelled, "Brother...Brother..."

"From now on, you will be my obedient Xue'er." As she spoke, she kissed Murong Xue on the cheek.

Murong Xue seldom speaks, stutters a bit, and rarely shows expressions on her face. This should be because she seldom communicates with others since she was a child, so she still doesn't know how to speak.

When going to bed at night, Murong Fu also hugged Murong Xue directly to the bed, and never let her squat in the corner again.That night, both of them slept very comfortably.

Early the next morning, Murong Fu just woke up and found that his face was sticky and slippery. He opened his eyes and saw that it was Murong Xue who was sticking out her pink tongue to touch his face.

Murong Fu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he stretched out his hand to pat her head and said, "Xue'er, your way of waking me up is really special." Murong Xue shook her head to express her understanding.

It turned out that she slept very warmly and peacefully last night. She woke up early this morning, looked at Murong Fu's face, remembered that he kissed herself last night, so she kissed him on the face too, and found that it felt good, so she kissed a few more times. In the end, he just stuck out his little tongue and added it.

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