Chapter 1802

"I see."

Duanmu yawang was relieved.

Listening to him, his father and mother must have different feelings.

"Well, you can't soak more."

Gong Yulan frowned and said, "you sweat too much and collapse badly. If you soak in the hot spring like this and sweat more, you won't be able to stand it."

Duanmu yawang couldn't bear to go at all. He was coquettish towards him lazily in the water: "but it's so comfortable. I want to soak for a while."

Gong Yulan just frowned.

"I am also a doctor. I know my physical condition, and you are relieved." Duanmu yawang said, and his hand around his waist slipped naughtily.

“！”

Gong Yulan's face changed, "don't fool around."

"OK, no trouble."

The pool is so big that it looks like a swimming pool. The water temperature is comfortable. It really catches her heart.

Seeing her snow-white and graceful figure, there were traces left when she was fooling around, like a flexible Mermaid, so she drifted away from her side. Gong yulanzhi was reluctant again, slipped over and followed her.

Duanmu yawang swam around, sweating again, and then stopped.

Gongyulanzhi also stopped beside her, holding her waist with one hand.

Duanmu yawang could just lean comfortably in his arms and was too comfortable to move. "It would be better if it were a cold pool with normal temperature. I haven't swam well in the water for a long time. I really want to swim freely."

Gong Yulan couldn't help but pull her up to the shore and sat down on the berth on the shore. He didn't know where he came from. He covered one of the towels on her head, covered her whole head, and then rubbed her hair. Then he opened his mouth calmly: "my house is cold again."

He also prefers the cold pool.

"Eh?"

Duanmu yawang was enjoying his hair. When he heard the speech, he wanted to struggle out of the towel, "where? How old?"

"Jiuchongtian is several times bigger than here."

"Really?"

He was too stupid. Duanmu yawang pushed away his hand and wiped his hair by himself. While wiping, he asked curiously, "do you also like swimming?"

"Really, average."

“……”

What's the answer?

If she didn't know him and knew that he was answering his two questions, she thought what he wanted to express was really general

Gong yulanzhi put her dirty clothes in the pool water and soaked them twice. Duanmu looked at her, wiped her hair and commanded, "it's not good to soak like this. Rub them more."

Gong Yulan really rubbed it twice and picked it up.

Duanmu yawang: "

After Gong yulanzhi picked up her clothes, he pointed his fingers and the clothes were dry.

And he began to deal with his clothes.

Duanmu yawang was lazy. In the shallow sunshine, he felt comfortable and wanted to sleep. He didn't want to move when he was half lying down.

Gong Yulan looked at it and frowned, "my hair is not dry."

Duanmu yawang yawned, closed his eyes and said comfortably, "there are no drops of water, and it will dry as soon as it is dried." the hair in this world is really too long. Wiping it and shaking it is more troublesome than in previous life.

Her hair is thick, dense and long. She really hates it.

I'm tired of washing my hair every time.

"You said, cut your hair?"

Gongyulan stopped without hesitation: "not good."

"Don't you like silver hair?"

"No."

Gong Yulan didn't say much either. He pursed his lips and said, "don't cut it."

Her black hair was as bright as silk, soft and comfortable, and spread out, making her skin more white and beautiful.

It's a beautiful view.

Cut it and there's nothing left.

"OK." Duanmu yawned. "What a comfortable day. I'll lie down for a while."

"Yes."

Gong Yulan nodded and picked up the towel again to wipe it carefully for her.

When Gong Yulan stopped wiping her hair, her fingertips gently rubbed her head, which was like a gentle massage for her. Duanmu yawang wanted to sleep more, and soon fell asleep.

When she woke up, her hair was dry and her clothes were on. She was lying on a long rattan chair indoors, covered with a thin quilt.

"Where is this?"

She murmured and sat up. The thin quilt slipped off her body and looked around.

Found a place more like a study.

It is very broad and elegant. There are two long bookcases beside the wall, which are full of books.

"Gong yulanzhi?"

Duanmu yawang shouted, but no one answered her.

She frowned, got down from the recliner, couldn't help walking to the bookcase and looking at the books.

There are many kinds of books in the bookcase on the left, from geography to jokes.

The books in the right bookcase are very wide and thick. The cover is yellowish and looks more like an ancient book.

And it's mostly about plants.

There are also various water sources, diversion sources and rivers.

Duanmu yawang is naturally more interested in books on plants.

I took a book from it at random and opened it.

Unlike what I imagined, this is not an encyclopedia. It has elegant handwriting, dates, local records and attempts on the process of species cultivation. It looks more like a note for a plant family to cultivate new species.

However, this person's idea is very interesting, such as the mention of Begonia.

The crabapple in the East is red and bright, the same soil, moved to the north, and the petals are pink and beautiful.

The implication is that the crabapple in the East is red and planted in the north with the same soil, but the petals are pink and white.

He must have done a lot of research on these.

The same try notes, there are many.

However, although Duanmu yawang felt interesting, he was not surprised.

After all, she has read countless species cultivation books in her last life, coupled with high and new technology, and the experimental results of so many countries have been exchanged. Many things in this book are common to her.

However, in this world, some people are willing to spend such efforts to study plants, which can be said to be very patient.

Thinking so, she closed the book and put it back on the shelf.

She wants to see more about the kinds of things.

She still knows very little about the species in this world, and her understanding is not wide enough.

"What are you looking for?"

Just as she walked, she scanned the books on the shelf and looked for the books she wanted, Gong yulanzhi's voice came from outside the door.

Duanmuya looked at him and saw that he had a tray in his hand with two bowls of different sizes but very considerable size. The bowl was steaming.

Duanmu Ya looked at Yi and was stunned: "you... Don't tell me, you went to cook."

She could smell a lot of flowers here, and the air was so fresh that it didn't look like exile street. She guessed that she was still on the double sky.