The frog soup that had been cooked for ten years was finally out of the pot, and Jiang Pengji naturally did not let Wei Ci go easily.

Wei Ci is also a young man, looking slender and weak, but after all, he is a man, and the situation is naturally not bad.

The two of them messed around and entangled all night, until the sky was white, and the movement of the dormitory gradually stopped.

"The day is still resting, I want to sleep until I wake up naturally, don't call me. ”

Jiang Pengji wrapped her arms around Wei Ci's neck, sighed a little sleepily, and squeezed out two physiological tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Or ...... Kindly call for people to prepare hot water for cleaning?"

Jiang Pengji muttered, "I'll talk about it when I wake up, and go to bed now." ”

Like an octopus, he was imprisoned in his arms, closed his eyes and pillowed on his shoulder, finding a comfortable position.

Wei Ci tilted his head slightly, and barely saw her appearance clearly by the subtle morning light that came in from the window paper.

When he saw that the other party's lips were slightly red and swollen, and the shoulders exposed outside the brocade quilt were dotted with kiss marks and finger marks, his face turned red.

Wei Ci raised his hand and pulled the brocade quilt up, covering the traces of reverie, and fell asleep after a while.

When Jiang Pengji woke up, it was almost three o'clock, one o'clock in the afternoon.

Wei Ci was still asleep, Jiang Pengji didn't disturb him, reached out and grabbed the clothes scattered next to the bed, and draped them over his shoulders at will.

Maybe it was because of the big movement, Wei Ci woke up not long after, and saw Jiang Pengji's back sitting beside the bed and dressing.

"Won't you sleep a little longer?" Jiang Pengji asked.

Wei Ci coughed and said, "You should always call someone to prepare things, the lord goes out like this, I'm afraid that everyone in the house will know about it." ”

He is not a person who likes to treat himself harshly, and there are not only bath barrels but also special baths in the house, and to put it bluntly, it is a relatively large hot spring pool. In winter, you can have a drink while soaking in the hot springs and look at the scenery of the courtyard outside the window.

Jiang Pengji lay lazily beside the bath, half-closed her eyes, and the steaming water vapor smoked her skin white and red, and her blood was bursting.

Wei Ci originally wanted to wash up in the bathtub behind the screen, but just moved half a step, and opened his eyes, with a bit of threat in his eyes.

Seeing that Wei Ci retracted her steps, Jiang Pengji lazily closed her eyes and muttered, "My hair is wet and uncomfortable—"

After a while, she found that Wei Ci had brought a wooden basin filled with clean hot water and scooped her long loose hair out of the water.

Jiang Pengji trims her hair regularly, but her hair is still very long, and it is a bit time-consuming and laborious to wash. When she woke up in a daze, she found herself leaning on Wei Ci's knees, her long hair washed clean, and a pair of slender and slender hands were gently wiping her damp hair with a dry cloth.

When Wei Ci saw her wake up, he started to coil up her long hair and fix it with a hairpin.

Jiang Pengji smiled and stretched out her hand, sliding down his shoulders to his neck, her fingertips hooking the Adam's apple.

"You've washed my hair, why don't you take a shower?"

Wei Ci: "......"

When the two finished messing around, half an hour passed.

Jiang Pengji took off the clothes hanging on the hanger, and after a little comparison, she found that the clothes were judged according to her body type.

"Zixiao is really a typical example of duplicity. ”

Jiang Pengji lay on the screen and "stole" Wei Ci put on her clothes one by one, with undisguised appreciation in her eyes.

"What's wrong with Tzu?"

"How can you have belly pockets and pants suitable for me to wear in your house? There are no female dependents in your house, so they are not prepared for me, are they for yourself?" Jiang Pengji smiled and narrowed her eyes, "If this is not duplicity, then what is duplicity?"

"Ci is also a man, how can he not be moved in the face of admiring women?" Wei Ci was silent for a while before speaking, "Besides, the lord often stays in the mansion, and he always has to prepare several sets of clothes in case of emergency. If you can make the Lord show his face like this, this preparation will not be in vain. ”

Jiang Pengji complained, "I always feel that Zixiao has unlocked the seal." ”

The whole person is much bolder than before, and he doesn't look so restrained, is this ready to let go of himself?

It turns out that the only person who lets go of herself is Jiang Pengji, and Wei Ci is still that Wei Ci.

There is a thick layer of snow hanging on the dwarf pine in the courtyard, and Jiang Pengji is next to the window, and there is a holy fire next to it, but he doesn't feel cold.

Wei Ci had the kitchen prepare a generous meal and warm wine.

After eating and drinking, Jiang Pengji's eyes were half-closed, her hands were folded behind her head, and her black hair spread out like a waterfall.

"It's been a long time since I've been so idle. There is no official document and vulgar things, and it is not suitable for a while. Before Zixiao came out, how did he usually pass the time?" Jiang Pengji said, "If there is nothing to do, how boring it is to sit and sit, do you say yes or no?"

Wei Ci said, "Tea and wine, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting can pass the time, or go out to visit friends and go to banquets." ”

Jiang Pengji said, "It sounds quite rich, I don't seem to have heard Zixiao Fuqin yet." ”

Wei Ci took a piano, burned incense and cleaned his hands, sat upright and said, "What does the lord want to hear?"

"Can you still order a tune?" Jiang Pengji said with interest, "How about Phoenix Qiuhuang?"

Wei Ci's cheeks were slightly red, but he did not object.

The piano music is lingering and charming, and there is no lack of soberness and brightness, Rao is Jiang Pengji does not understand the rhythm of the piano, and she can also experience the fiery feelings conveyed by the sound of the piano.

"There is a beautiful woman who will never forget it. I don't see it for a day, and I think like a mad ...... If there is such a beauty in the world, it must be the appearance of filial piety. "Jiang Pengji can't play the piano, but she can't forget to endorse it, not only can she endorse her, but she will also tease Weici.

Wei Ci smiled dumbly and chose a few ancient songs with fresh and active rhythms.

Jiang Pengji squinted for a while, and suddenly remembered what was missing-

She forgot to open the live broadcast room today!

"I hope there's no fryer over there—"

She smiled and muttered, and casually opened the live broadcast room.

Don't have a fryer?

Jiang Pengji skipped work, various popular platforms were paralyzed again, and the program ape sacrificed his boss and colleagues to the sky one after another, but he still couldn't recover the crashed server. It is said that many program apes secretly began to worship Jiang Pengji, not asking for anything else, just asking her to be diligent and live broadcast every day, even if it is a few days off, say hello in advance. Every once in a while, they really can't bear it.

Five million salted fish quickly poured in, and there were no empty seats in a second, and all kinds of barrages poured towards Jiang Pengji.

Through these barrages, Jiang Pengji can also feel the worried, scared, and pitiful emotions of the salted fish.

Until a salted fish found a cat.

[Youzi Tong]: Anchor, your neck ...... Have you been bitten by a bug? Biting the handkerchief and spraying tears, tell the baby, this is not a kiss mark, right?

Jiang Pengji took out a bronze mirror and took a photo, her eyebrows raised slightly, but she didn't hide it.

Everyone is an adult, and the wise people don't say dark words.

At this time, the salted fish found that Jiang Pengji was dressed quite casually, with a thick laziness between her eyebrows, and a "afterwards" painting style.