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He seemed unusually obsessed with asking her how she felt, she remembered that she had said that he didn't lift it, that the kiss felt like a loach, and thought that he would not ask again in his life, so why did he ask again?

Twilight was stunned for a moment, she knew that someone was not serious, and knew that what he was asking would definitely not be about mending clothes, but most likely about the lingering things in the account just now.

The man didn't touch her, but smiled behind her and asked, "How did you feel just now?" ”

Twilight didn't say anything, her body tensed up.

In the middle of the night, Bu Xihuan came in with a dragon robe, sat on the edge of the couch and smiled at the girl, and consciously lay down beside her.

"If you want to be picky about patterns, go find the embroidery girl!" Twilight rose to her feet and went into the tent.

Bu Xi couldn't help laughing, and Twilight glanced at the dragon robe, but her face was expressionless, and she didn't feel guilty in her heart. She loves bamboo, her father's clothes, pants, shoes and socks are worn out, she will embroider the green bamboo, over time, her father has embroidered green bamboo on each of the mended clothes, born in the frost, the wind blows and does not break. For ten years, she has embroidered like this, she can't embroider anything else, embroidered green bamboo is enough to be lifelike!

"Qingqing, Nine Dragons Rank Bead, have you ever heard of Nine Dragons Rank Bamboo?" The dragon has a bamboo in its mouth! She's such a talent!

Twilight stared coldly, she didn't embroider well?

Bu Xihuan looked down, held his sleeves and smiled, uncontrollable pleasure, "Qingqing......"

The old days came to mind, and Twilight was also in a trance, and when she came back to her senses, the sleeves in her hands had been mended.

My mother died early, and there was only one daughter in the family, who was poor, and my father's clothes were often sewn and mended. She never felt that the hand with the scalpel could not hold the needle and thread, there is nothing in the world that can not be learned, no embroidery girl is willing to teach her, she will be the mother before the embroidery handkerchief turned out of self-education, three years old to take the needle, ten years of practice, although not able to practice the magic of embroidery skills, but also enough for the father to mend clothes.

There was no one in the room to speak, and there were two people sitting at a round table, and he looked at half of her face, and she looked at his one-sleeved robe, and sat opposite each other, and the years were quiet.

At present, the girl is half-bowing her head, the sable fur is lined with gooseneck snow-white, she takes a hairpin at random and rolls the green silk, and the green silk covers half of her face. The man sat opposite with his pillow arms, staring at her half of her clear face, and suddenly remembered that when he was a child, his father was not loved by the first emperor, but the people in the house were still dressed and fed, and his robe was often renewed, and no one had ever made up for him. Originally, he just wanted her to do something for him that his daughter's family did for the man he liked, but he didn't expect to see her bow her head to the lamp, sewing and mending, and suddenly realized that this was what he wanted in his life.

On the other side of the table, the man sat lazily in a chair, his underwear was half open, the lamp was warm, and his chest was jade-colored.

When the words fell, the lamp had come, and the three lamps and candles illuminated the three-foot round table.

"Palm Lamp!"

Bu Xihuan took his hand at the table, laughing and listening to the sound of dressing in the tent. Twilight soon came out, the green silk was scattered, the belt was tightly tied, and there was not a single gap in the neckline! In this way, she was still not at ease, so she took the sable big sable to wrap herself tightly, and then sat down at the table.

"The lady wants to say that she will sew again tomorrow, and we will rest early tonight?" Bu Xi smiled and put away the needle and thread, and when he lay down, he reached out to pick up Twilight, who did not move, only looked at him like a needle. The man was poked in the heart by 10,000 needles, bowed his head and smiled happily, laughed and consciously got up and went to the bed, brushed his sleeves and sent it, and the plain white shirt under the bed flew into the tent.

Twilight wrapped in a dragon robe, staring at the needle, not moving.

Dare to love him, even this is ready!

Bu Xihuan's answer to this was to take out a small sewing box from under the pillow and hand it to Twilight.

Only then did Twilight know what he wanted to do, and this time it was her turn to laugh angrily, "Bu Xihuan, you have more and more tricks!" ”

Bu Xi laughed happily, his eyes were intoxicating, and he said casually: "Well, the coachman is damned." However, the lady's heart can be mended, presumably the mending skills are very exquisite, it is better for the lady to mend it, make up well, and the husband is not annoyed, so he spared the coachman, how? ”

It's fun to tease her?

She was too lazy to expose him with a slight expression, this person knew that it was useless to lie in front of her, he did it on purpose!

"Oh, nails." "There's a nail in your carriage, doesn't the coachman want to live?" ”

"Nails."

"What scrapes?"

"The carriage was accidentally scratched." Bu Xihuan opened his eyes and said nonsense.

I saw that the silver dragon embroidered on the sleeve of the moon brocade dragon robe was galloping into the sky, graceful and luxurious, but half of it was scratched.

Twilight put the dragon robe on her head, too lazy to pay attention! But as soon as her head was covered, she was stunned, touched the dragon robe with her hand, poked her head out to take a look, and asked, "Why is it broken?" ”

"I should have got you a female guard." He said, saving her from shouting moon killing every night after bathing, and the chest strap was her personal after all. There are few women in the Piercing Moon Gate, but it is not nothing, and the Yang family still doesn't know her identity, so it's time to pick a personal person for her.

Bu Xihuan sat in the tent, her eyes darkened a little, but she couldn't help but feel funny when she saw Twilight pulling the dragon robe and wrapping herself tightly, only showing her head outside.

Before he finished speaking, Twilight Qing couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed the dragon robe and pulled it towards Bu Xihuan. Bu Xi happily fell to Twilight's side, easily dodging the blow, and glanced at Twilight, her eyes darkening. Twilight Qingjue came to the cold before she came out, only to find that in her anger, she had forgotten that she had nothing under the dragon robe, and she had been taken advantage of by this guy again! She hurriedly pulled up the dragon robe, but Bu Xihuan's eyesight was good, and she still saw the spring light of Fang Cai. I saw the girl half-sitting on the couch, the green silk was falling, covering the red plum of Yufeng, and the waist was as soft as the shadow of water.

"Okay, okay, explain." Bu Xihuan groaned for a while, smiled strongly, and asked, "Explain what?" Is it to explain what I have done in the tent, or to peep into your bathing, or how much I have seen? Or ...... just now"

Sparks suddenly burst out of Twilight's eyes!

Bu Xihuan's laughter was deeper, and he quipped: "I saw it, I touched it, what else can I explain?" ”

"Explain!" Twilight was silent for a long time, grinding her teeth and biting out the words.

From the day he bore the name of the faint king, he was not afraid of the eyes of the world. Those eye knives failed to cut him with a thousand knives, and he had already practiced the incorruptible body of King Kong, so he was not afraid of her knife.

Bu Xihuan smiled deeply, not afraid of her eye knife, and even more reluctant to look at her. The man's voice was still a little hoarse, but he could hear it doting, and said: "Speak, don't always poke people with a knife in your eyes, I'm not afraid of this." ”

Twilight Qing didn't say anything, and the eye knife had already explained a qiē.

There was silence in the warm pavilion for a long time, and I don't know how long, the tide receded, and the man's eyes gradually saw the usual color, so he walked back to the couch and lifted the curtain, looked at the girl who was still covered with a dragon robe and did not move, and asked with a smile: "Angry?" ”

Bu Xi Huan's ink hair was draped, and in front of the window, the cold wind and snow were blowing. Twilight was covered in a crimson dragon robe in the tent, staring at the Chinese tent with a murderous gaze.

The night is as quiet as water, the candle shadow shakes, reflecting a curtain of spring love, the plain white underwear slides down and stays, and the green silk of the girl in the curtain is wet, like jade powder Jiao'e, moving. The more she struggled, the more stinging she became, the more clouds and rain in the tent became, and the man's usual laziness was gone. It wasn't until he was exhausted that he pulled the robe over her and got up to bed.

The sparks in the girl's eyes flickered up, burning the people below her. The man's eyes were as deep as the sea, sucking on her lips, tossing and turning, and lingering in death.

The jade belt around his waist was hooked, suddenly loosened, and his chest was cold!

As soon as she came out, before she could call it, a handsome hand suddenly stretched out in the tent and pulled her, the power lingered with domineering power, Twilight Qing was shocked and couldn't break free, and the whole person fell into the tent!

Twilight took out a new pair of dirty pants from the closet and went to the warm couch, and when she opened the tent next to the couch, she called, "Moon ......"

Twilight put the washed corset on the edge of the bathtub, and she wore men's pants, not afraid of Yang's collection to dry, but the corset couldn't let her see, these days she changed the corset and took it away to dry. She doesn't care where he takes it to dry, as long as it is delivered on time.

The girl did not wipe her body, and the snow arm stretched out and ripped through the underwear hanging on the screen, turned around and draped, the jade belt was tied, the jade beads were round and hidden, the girl stepped out of the water, the jade legs were slender, and the beads were fragrant.

The winter night is cold, the hot water has been warmed, the mist gradually disperses, the girl gets up, the green silk covers the jade back and Chu waist, and the pipa is faintly seen hanging upside down under the Chu waist, the jade color, thrilling and seductive, the posture of standing quietly is like the goddess in the depths of the Wuxia clouds.

When it was almost time to take a shower, Twilight untied her chest belt in the water, removed her pants, washed it, and got up to get dressed.

There is a screen between the staircase and the bathtub, four screens, full of bamboo, the girl sits in the bathtub, while wiping her side vigilantly staring through the gap in the screen, the heat is thick, the eyes are clear, alert like a leopard, it seems that a bath is ready to hurt people at any time.

Twilight knew that Moon Kill was near the attic and that no one could approach her while she bathed, so she untied the hosta snow crown, loosened her undergarment, and entered the water with a corset and obscene pants. After half a year in the army, she developed the habit of wearing clothes into the water in the men's pile, even in the Governor's Mansion, her identity was not disclosed for a day, and she felt insecure for a day, because of the precautions for emergencies, she even faced the attic staircase when she bathed.

Except for that set of scalpels.

She hides the cold silkworm ice silk in her left sleeve, hides the scalpel in her right sleeve, and wears a divine armor left by the Siamese Emperor.

When Twilight returned home, she saw that the lamp and candle in the stove room were on, and she knew that Wang Dahai, who was guarding the door, would go to tell Yang that she was back, so she took a medical book to the table and looked at the lamp carefully, waiting for Yang to bring water for bathing. After waiting for a cup of tea, the water was ready, Yang retreated, and Twilight closed the medical book and got up to widen his clothes.

The people of the Governor's Mansion knew her habits, she had dinner before going to the Hou Mansion, and she would rest after bathing and changing clothes after she came back, so whenever she went out of the mansion at night, the Yang family put the bed tent and bedding early, and the hot water was boiling in the stove room all night, and she could bathe as soon as she returned to the house.

When Twilight returned to the Governor's Mansion, there was no one in the backyard, and the bed tent in the attic had been lowered.