"In my eyes, you will always be a little brat." Xiangzhu looked at Zhou Xiaoshan resentfully, bent down and rolled her legs onto her knees, and walked into the stream.

The water in the stream is clear and bright, and the light waves shining under the sunlight seem to be constantly beating.

The two feet of fragrant bamboo are soaked in the clear and transparent stream, like two lotus roots moving suddenly.

A group of small fish swam around Xiangzhu's feet. A few naughty fish pecked Xiangzhu's ankles without any wits before swam away quickly.

Xiangzhu bent down and soaked her hair in the stream. When she got her hair wet, she straightened her waist slightly and stretched out her snow-white lotus root arm: "Give me the soapy water."

The fragrant bamboo grows so big that they all pick up wild soap horns and cook them into shampoo. No matter how good or expensive the shampoo is, she doesn't like the shampoo at all. Therefore, her hair has a very strong fragrance and black fragrance.

Zhou Xiaoshan did not hand the small bowl of soapcorn water to Xiangzhu, but instead stepped into the stream: "Sister, let me pour the soapcorn water on your head."

"At a young age, who made you think about this?" Xiangzhu knew that asking Zhou Xiaoshan to pour soapy water on his head was equivalent to helping him wash his hair. In the village, only his own man could wash his hair for women. Xiaoshan's actions were really unreasonable.

Zhou Xiaoshan, the wild boy, looked at Xiangzhu's dripping water on his head, smiled evilly, and secretly poured the soapy water on Xiangzhu's head a little bit, and said with a smile: "I've poured it all over."

"Don't do anything randomly." Xiangzhu looked so anxious.

The wild boy ignored Xiangzhu's anxious look and reached out to rub Xiangzhu's head, "What's the point of washing your sister..."

"Yezaishan." Xiangzhu hurriedly stood up, stared at her and roared.

The wild boy looked at Xiangzhu's wet hair and was confused. Sister Xiangzhu was so kind to him that she was so kind to him. She wanted to wash her hair, but why did she suddenly become so ferocious and cruel to herself?

Xiangzhu looked at Zhou Xiaoshan with a confused look on her face, and angrily grabbed the bowl, "Let's stand by the stream."

The wild boy took a step back, but did not retreat to the edge of the stream, and still stood in the stream and looked at Xiangzhu in a daze.

Xiangzhu was frightened to death when she saw the wild boy, and she laughed secretly, but she still deliberately said with a bitter face: "Why do you touch me?"

"I, I, I want to help my sister wash her hair." The wild boy's voice was intimidating, and the clever wild boy who was usually not afraid of the world disappeared without a trace.

Xiangzhu saw Zhou Xiaoshan's words change, and couldn't bear it. She immediately took off her bitter face, showed a soft and cute face, and smiled charmingly: "I know you are kind, but you can't do anything like washing your hair. If you are seen by the villagers, you will be irrelevant."

"I'm not afraid." The wild boy showed a cute smile again when he saw Xiangzhu, and became bolder. He looked at the other party's beautiful eyes with a smile: "As long as I'm willing to let me jump off the cliff, I'm willing to do so."

"I can't learn anything else. No one can teach you nonsense, but I can learn it without a teacher. You are such a wild boy." Xiangzhu glanced at Zhou Xiaoshan with resentment, poured a little soapy water into his palm, applied it to his hair, and handed the bowl back to Zhou Xiaoshan, lowered his head slightly and rubbed his hair with his hands.

After a while, Xiangzhu's hair was kneaded with many bubbles, Xiangzhu stretched her entire head to the water surface and washed it carefully.

When Xiangzhu bent down to shampoo, her loose top slid on her shoulders, and suddenly, her upper body was naked in front of Zhou Xiaoshan.

The fragrant bamboo was not covered, and the two drooping snow buns swayed constantly as she washed her hair with both hands.
Chapter completed!