Chapter 66:

Water pours in from the four corners of the bath and gurgles into the pool. The splashing water confuses people's eyes, and the aroma is lingering, making the foreground of the eyes shrouded in wisps of mist.
In this haze, he clearly saw the figure moving downstream, the tail fin stretched and bloomed quietly, following the white fish tail up, it was a delicate and smooth jade muscle. The soaked clothes outline a slender waist, the butterfly bones are exquisite and beautiful, and there is no imperfection. The water is the skin and the flowers are the jade.
Ruyu's cheeks burst out of water, her long eyelashes are stained with water drops, a pair of wonderful eyes hides a smile, and her eyes are full of spring. The blouse hung messily on his body, sliding down on one side, revealing his round and small shoulders, and his long black hair made the skin whiter.
Miaomiao pouted dissatisfiedly: "The prince didn't believe it, so he closed his eyes when he said it."
She wiped a handful of drops of water on her forehead, half-opening Shu Lingling's eyes, and glanced at him as if angrily. At one glance, the whole body was numb.
Yang Fu's eyes darkened, and he stretched out his hand and said calmly: "Come here."
Miaomiao doubted, "What do you do?"
Before she could answer, Yang Fu took it all over, leaning half of his body on his chest, and when he wanted to move, he was firmly shackled.
The skin under his hands is delicate, smooth, tender and white, and he sips water with a light pinch. He just shook her wrist, and immediately put on a red mark, as if he was bullying her.
He didn't want to be depressed anymore, and he kept in her ears, "Miaomiao, do you remember what you promised this king today?"
Miaomiao was sane and clear, and turned his head to think carefully, "Leave it to the Lord?"
Yang Fu wiped the drops of water from the corners of her eyes, "This king does not punish you, but there is something that needs your help. Are you willing?"
She was very talkative, and she replied: "Lord, just say it."
The water temperature rose higher and higher, and in the mist, there should have been two people in the bath, but at this moment only one figure remained.
It's not safe to stay with him, and God knows if he makes any weird demands again. Miaomiao felt that she had to get to know the person in front of her again. When she remembered the scene just now, she couldn't help blushing her cheeks. In order to hide her shyness, she puffed up her cheeks and curled her head, but refused to look at him.
Yang Fuqingrun laughed, "If this king can go out, why do I need a wheelchair?"
Miaomiao turned his head slowly, only then did he remember that his legs were inconvenient.
"That, then you wait."
There was no way, she had to wash herself hurriedly, swim back to him, and suddenly wake up, "But I am like this... I can't go ashore, and I can't help you."
If you want to change back into a human, you have to wait until the next morning, and she frowns in distress.
After thinking about it for a long time, I had to sit by the pool and lift Yang Fu's arms with both hands. She was delicate and weak. When she finally moved Yang Fu to the shore, she was already panting.
In the next moment, she opened her eyes suddenly, unexpectedly Yang Fu held the wheelchair aside, got up and sat on it slowly, and finally reached out her hand, "Get up?"
Miaomiao was shocked: "Can you go by yourself?"
Yang Fu said calmly, "Why be so surprised to be able to walk a few steps?"
Then he just... let her hold... Miaomiao blocked in a breath. After learning that he was teasing himself, he sat up and jumped back into the pool, "Lord, let's go, I can only stay here."
Yang Fu bent over, picked up the scarlet embroidered mandarin ducks on the ground and played in the water. He looked at it for a while without changing his face, and then smiled and asked: "Do you need this king to prepare your clothes?"
Seeing his movements, Miaomiao blushed and fell asleep: "Next..."
That was her personal clothing, he just held it in his hand...
Before he finished speaking, he came into contact with his smiling eyes. Although the brows were gentle, they were threatening. She silently said, "Otherwise, what shall I wear tomorrow?"
Yang Fu pondered, "I will order it to be delivered later."
She lowered her head and snorted, which was considered a acquiescence.
"Miaomiao." Yang Fu whirled his thumb on the armrest, and asked slowly: "How can you become a human being?"
He didn't want to wait, and he couldn't afford it.