I returned to her room lightly, thinking that the little girl was already asleep.

Who would have thought that when she opened the door, the lights in her room were bright, and she was leaning against the head of the bed, looking through the stack of music scores.

Di Lin came over and sat down beside the bed. Di Lin lowered his eyes and glanced at the music score in her hand: "Why haven't you been asleep yet?"

"I'm waiting for you!" Jun Qing closed the music score in his hand, put it aside, and raised his hands to hold his shoulders: "Are you tired of working today?"

"Old look." Di Lin's tone was faint. He took the music score on her knees, carefully sorted it out, and put it on the table, "Where are you... Are you going well today?"

"Somewhat a little twists and turns, but... I've done it smoothly!"

Jun Qing stretched out his hands, pinched the lining of his shirt, and pinched the silver cufflinks that were buttoned up on his cuffs.

Di Lin retracted his arm: "No, I will do it myself!"

"Don't move!"

Jun Qing pulled his arm back again, helped him unbutton his cufflinks, and then unbuttoned the other one.

She has been on the crew recently and has been back for two days. She not only wants to accompany her two fathers, but also wants to accompany her "newly married" husband.

She unbuttoned the watch on his wrist and placed it beside her cufflinks. She supported herself, knelt in front of him, and raised her palm to pinch the buttons of his shirt.

"My husband has worked hard, and I will take good care of you today."

Unbuttoned his shirt one by one, she raised her palm and pinched his clothes, trying to take the shirt off him.

"I'm not disabled, I want you to help me take off my clothes?" Di Lin grabbed one of her hands and pulled them off her shoulders, "I'll go take a shower."

If it is normal, she will do whatever she wants.

Now, he didn't want her to see his wounds.

"No!" Jun Qing pouted his little mouth, pulled his palm back from his hand, pinched his sleeve again, and said in a rude tone, "I just want to take care of you!"

This girl...

The emperor was happy and helpless in his heart.

If this is not the case, he would be happy to enjoy her care and pamper.

But now, it's not the time!

"Then..." Di Linluo pondered for a while, thinking of a slow-down plan, raised his hand and pinched her little face, "You go and put the bath water for your husband. I want to take a bath, okay?"

"good!"

Jun Qing did not doubt that he had him, and happily agreed, lifted the quilt and walked into the bathroom.

Seeing that she was coaxed away, Di Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

Walk into the cloakroom, close the door, take off your shirt, and check your arms.

Most of the injuries have recovered, but the worst wound on the elbow is still covered with a layer of obvious hard scab. If she sees it, she is afraid that things will be exposed.

"Husband, will I help you with some bath salt?"

Outside the door, her inquiry came.

"good!"

Di Lin pulled off a nightgown from the shelf and put it on his body neatly, covering the wounds on his arm.

Fastening the straps of his nightgown, he stepped into the bathroom.

Jun Qing sat on the edge of the bathtub, bent down and tried the water temperature with her hands.

Seeing him come in, she raised her hand and raised her long hair, took out a rubber band from the drawer and combed it casually behind her head, and owed her body playfully like a maid.

"The water is ready, sir, please enjoy it!"

Di Linhu laughed and walked over and stood by the bathtub.

Seeing her standing there without moving, he raised his eyebrows in confusion: "You have something to do?"
Chapter completed!