CH 167

Back in Ludao Island, Chu Qianxun carried Ye Peitian all the way upstairs. He lived on the second floor of the villa next door. The bedroom window “coincidentally” faced Chu Qianxun’s bedroom.

“What’s wrong with Xiao Ye?” Granny Feng, who was rarely at home, greeted her and asked.

“He is fine.”

Chu Qianxun’s figure had disappeared at the corner of the second ladder, leaving such a sentence behind.

Then Gao Yan and Yan Xue, who entered the door, took Granny Feng’s arms from left to right.

“It’s okay, leave them alone.”

“Xiao Ye can’t cook today. What are we going to have for lunch, granny?”

“Okay, I’ll cook. It happened that today I got a bag of freshly ground flour, and Yongchun also brought back a piece of three-layered meat. I will make mixed sauce noodles for you,” Granny Feng said with a smile.

The biggest difference between a large island like Ludao and small ones was that there was enough land to open up farmland. After the first wave of crops matured, it could basically meet the minimum standards of survival needs of residents on the island.

At the beginning of the establishment of the base, the managers in the base planned and developed planting areas on the island as much as possible. Due to limited land and food shortages, these fields were strictly guarded, and experienced farmers were hired for intensive cultivation and professional agricultural experts were responsible for supervision to maximize yield.

Granny Feng and Qi Yongchun’s abilities were very popular there. Only in a few days, the people who came to invite them were endless. Especially Qi Yongchun, whose strength was consumed completely everyday, and he could hardly return home.

The two people who were unable to help in the battle all the way suddenly discovered their value in this base.

Bringing generous rewards every day like fruits and vegetables, it felt like having roots, standing still, and life began to be solid and comfortable.

Chu Qianxun opened Ye Peitian’s room door. This was the first time she had entered the room. It was so clean that she was almost ashamed.

Neat solid-color bed sheets, spotless ground, and small potted plants with a little breath of life.

Chu Qianxun looked around, pushed open the bathroom door, threw the slimy Ye Peitian into the dry bathtub, turned around and went downstairs to bring two buckets of water.

She carried a small stool, sat on the edge of the bathtub, and began to work hard to clean his hair that was full of the demon’s secretions. After finally washing his hair, Chu Qianxun twisted a clean towel and began to wipe and clean his face, ears, and neck a little bit.

“No…no, Qianxun,” Ye Peitian stammered.

“What do you plan to do then? Are you planning to lie down in the bathtub all day?” Chu Qianxun lifted Ye Peitian’s chin, twisted the wet towel and cleaned it down to his neck.

“At that time, you dared to throw me on the ground, but now you are embarrassed?” Chu Qianxun intentionally bullied him, “Don’t worry, I will take good care of you.”

With the movement of her hand, the clear water dropped along the red skin all the way, and the white neck rose red.

“If you are embarrassed, just tell me, I’ll ask Yongchun to come up and help you, okay?” Chu Qianxun kept joking, “Maybe you prefer boys to help with this?”

Ye Peitian closed his eyes and pressed his lips tightly.

When Chu Qianxun brought the clean Ye Peitian out of the bathroom, she felt that the man had been steamed.

Chu Qianxun amusedly put him on the bed, covered him with a thin quilt, and put his head on the edge of the bed. Sitting on the wooden floor next to the bed, she took a big bath towel and slowly dried his hair.

There were two books and a tin can on Ye Peitian’s bedside table. The tin was neatly packed with a bunch of unused light sticks.

Chu Qianxun sighed, and slowly wiped his wet hair, “Don’t do this anymore.”

Ye Peitian didn’t speak, his ears were still red.

“If you have any ideas, at least tell me in advance,” Chu Qianxun continued.

“You can’t bear to see me injured.” Ye Peitian, who was lying on his back, said suddenly, “It’s the same for me.”

Chu Qianxun knew that she actually had no right to say. She worked hard on her own, even more unscrupulous. During the battle, she rarely asked Ye Peitian’s opinion.

“I am better at fighting, and I am familiar with the demons’ skills. Close combat should have been handed to me. Your ability is suitable for controlling the field, so you should stay away from the battlefield.”

“My greatest ability is immortality. But you never want to use my… this ability.”

Chu Qianxun put down the bath towel, stroked Ye Peitian’s short, half-dry hair, bowed her head and stared at his gleaming clear eyes, “Even if one is immortal, can you stop being afraid of death?”

Ye Peitian looked back into her eyes, and after a while, he answered seriously, “As long as you are there, it won’t be that scary.”

This was a shy man who was not very good at talking, but why was he so touching every time he talked about love?

Chu Qianxun cupped his face in both hands and gently put a kiss on his forehead.

When she went downstairs, the fragrant miscellaneous noodles had been prepared, and she stayed there for dinner.