I heard Mr. Ye is a good dragon?

Ye Heng panicked.

Bailong called for money to come in. Could it be that he thought his guarantee was not reliable enough, so he wanted to take someone hostage?

Or is it a little more terrifying... Want to eat Zhaocai to replenish your body?

Snakes seem to love chicks very much!

In panic, the bedroom door was already opened.

Looking out through the hollow on the screen, Ye Heng saw Zhaocai coming in with a stack of clothes, and put them on the round table near the door as Bailong asked.

After smoothing the clothes with his hands, Zhao Cai looked around the house—this was his habit, looking for any work to do in the house anytime and anywhere.

Soon, he found his target: "Master, do you need me to clean up the bath water?"

Ye Heng wanted to let him delay for a while so that he could wait for the opportunity to pass on the news of his entrapment, but after opening his mouth, he swallowed his voice back.

The bathtub was quite close to the screen, what if Zhaocai discovered Bailong's secret and caused Bailong to kill him?

He was conflicted in his heart, he was both thinking and afraid that he could not make up his mind with a word in his mouth, but finally he heard Bai Long say: "Your young master agrees."

Ye Heng didn't know what kind of medicine he sold in the gourd, but seeing that Zhaocai really came to clean it up, his heart hung high.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Bailong hugged him tightly, pressed his cheek and said: "Young master Ye, I like the smell of your incense very much, how about you smoke my clothes later?"

Of course Ye Heng couldn't say badly: "...that's fine."

Bailong seemed to be very happy, so he chuckled, stretched out his hand and stroked his back two times: "Thank you Mr. Ye, then I will wait until the clothes are as fragrant as yours before I wear them."

Zhaocai heard this conversation clearly, took a peek at the screen while looking up, and vaguely saw Bailong hugging his young master's ears and temples, while his young master was writhing in the other's arms, wanting to refuse or welcome. twice.

When he just put away his clothes, he saw that the medicine and porridge he had brought earlier showed no signs of being used.He was amazed that the young master was so impatient, he didn't even have time to take the medicine, but the young master didn't make any big moves in front of him, so he thought that he was there, the young master was too shy to use his hands and feet.

Pursing his lips and holding back his laughter, he quickly scooped the bath water back into the bucket, put away the soap, wooden comb and other things for the time being, and didn't put them back carefully, just carried two buckets of bath water to the door .

Ye Heng was already in a turmoil, but now that he was pressed and rubbed by Bai Long's powerful arms, he was even more dizzy, and couldn't tell what to say to Zhao Cai. At this moment, he realized that the opportunity to ask for help was about to slip away, so hurry up Shout out loudly: "Fortune!"

Zhaocai put down the bucket and looked back at the screen: "What else do you want, Master?"

In desperation, Ye Heng didn't have time to think about it, and asked directly: "The second shopkeeper is still coming to the abacus class today?"

"Oh, I forgot to mention it. I asked when I sent someone to pick up the clothes. It rained too much and the warehouse seeped water. The second shopkeeper is still busy in the store and won't come to class." Zhaocai smiled, The ending sound jumped with joy, "It's still early for dinner, young master, let's relax for a while today."

After talking about recruiting money, he picked up the bucket and left, and closed the door neatly.

Ye Heng stared at the door with his eyes wide open, his heart suddenly turned cold.

"It's true that people can't be judged by appearances. You are a good servant. You know how to read the atmosphere."

Bailong let go of him, snaked his way out from behind the screen, opened the distance and then turned around and hooked him: "Young Master Ye, come and help me smoke my clothes."

Ye Heng followed him and took a step, with a sad and indignant expression, and a weeping voice: Does he know how to read the atmosphere?This is called knowing how to read the atmosphere? !

Painfully walking to the side of the smoker cage, he didn't look at Bailong, squatted down and dragged out a large basin from the bottom of the smoker cage, poured some cold water for tea into it, lit the incense and put it in the incense burner. In the water basin, pushed it back to the original position, then stood up, took a piece of clothes on the table, shook it out, and spread it flat on the top of the smoked cage on one side.

This is not heavy work, Ye Heng tried lavender for the first time, omitted many details, and did it very sloppily, logically speaking, he shouldn't feel tired, but he was frightened before, after learning that he did not escape from Bailong today After the opportunity of the devil's claws, it feels like the days are like years, and my heart grows three years old in an instant, and I feel tired every step of the way.

Therefore, as soon as he set up the smoking cage, he shuffled back to the table and sat down. He also picked up his small ivory fan and fanned himself --- he was so tired and hot that he clearly It felt like Bailong was watching his every move, but he forgot to be afraid.

It's a pity that before he slapped it a few times, a hand stretched out in front of his eyes: "Help me apply the medicine."

Ye Heng raised his eyes, and what greeted him was the smiling face of Bailong who was close at hand.

The blue eyes exuded a soft light, looking beautiful and harmless, for a moment, Ye Heng suspected that he was having a nightmare, but in fact the white dragon had never changed, and the big tail did not really exist.

But when he really looked down, his hope was dashed on the spot - not only was the white dragon's big tail still there, but it also tended to approach him: "If you are hot, I will lend you the tail to keep you cool."

"No, no, no." Ye Heng hurriedly refused, for fear that he would forget the seriousness of his tail being entangled, strangle himself to death, or suddenly open his tail and stick out something to stab himself, "Actually, it's not that hot. Just get used to fanning."

After finishing speaking, he put down his fan, moved the tray to his hand, first picked up the porridge bowl and put it in front of Bailong: "It's still warm, you can eat two bites first."

The porridge was rotten red bean porridge, and it smelled sweet. Ye Heng hoped that Bailong could eat it to pass the time, so as not to focus all his attention on himself.However, Bai Long leaned closer to sniff the scent, and shook his head decisively: "I don't like this."

"Then you..." Ye Heng was about to blurt out what do you like to eat, but then he thought that this question should not be asked indiscriminately, what if he likes to eat people?So he brought the kit, and poured out a stacked square of paper from it, and then changed the subject, "Then you have to wait a while, I don't know how to bandage, I have to learn now."

Bai Long watched him unfold the paper and smoothed it out: "Is this the method of bandaging?"

"There are also rules about medication."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing around him.Turning his head, he saw that his ivory fan was caught by the snake's tail and was fanning towards him.

He looked back to the paper with no expression, but he was a little surprised in his heart, and at the same time, his fear of the white dragon eased a little.

He thought it would be great if Bailong wasn't some kind of dragon or snake, but a little cat monster or dog monster, so he could accept keeping him by his side. Always scared.

In addition to the words on the paper, there were thoughtful diagrams drawn on it. Ye Heng read the first one, and already basically understood the methods of medication and bandaging, but new questions also followed——a total of three pieces of paper, the first two I have finished explaining the problem of taking medicine, so what is the remaining one?

Curiously, Ye Heng opened the second piece of paper, and then his face darkened.

This is clearly... a picture of a secret play! ! !

So "learn quickly, it's very simple" is not just about the method of applying medicine! ?

Bai Long had been staring at him from the sidelines, and seeing his sudden strange expression, he leaned over with a concerned face: "Hey, is this medicine actually used in this way?"

His sudden approach made Ye Heng shiver, and quickly stepped aside, and put the few pieces of paper in his sleeves: "No!"

Ye Heng stared into Bai Long's eyes, breathing heavily: "He stuffed it wrong! That picture...has nothing to do with the medicine."

"Really?" Bai Long glanced at his translucent sleeve, and didn't bother him any more, "Then can you give me the medicine now?"

Ye Heng reached into his sleeve with one hand, and squeezed the three pieces of paper into a ball: "Then...then don't move around, lower your body, and raise your chin slightly."

"Okay, don't move around." Bai Long nodded and made a pose according to his request.

Ye Heng tentatively walked back to his original position, opened the medicine bottle, sprinkled the medicine powder into a small dish, added wine to make a paste, picked it up with a bamboo stick, and gently rubbed it on his chapped chin.

Sure enough, Bailong did not move as promised, so he successfully applied medicine to the backs of the opponent's hands, wrists, and other inconspicuous abrasions, and took two clean cloth strips, and rubbed the backs of the hands wound wrapped up.

After using up a plate of ointment, Ye Heng threw away the small bamboo piece, raised his head slightly involuntarily, and yawned long.

Before the yawn ended, his body lightened suddenly, and he was hugged horizontally.

Ye Heng was startled, and supported Bai Long's shoulders to sit up as hard as he could: "What are you going to do?"

"Aren't you sleepy?" Bai Long naturally walked towards the bunk bed behind the curtain, "Go to bed and sleep for a while."