Interested in modestly currying favor with the future boss, Qu Ning thought about it, took a clean towel from the cabinet, and walked into the clean room lightly.

The man who had been quietly in the tub with his eyes closed heard her footsteps and suddenly opened his eyes quite alertly.

Until he saw that she had entered the room, he blinked, as if it took a moment to react, and spoke a little slowly, in a very calm tone: "Why did you come in?" Not waiting for me in the room? ”

"Since you don't want a maid to serve you, and now that you and I are husband and wife, then it is only natural that I serve you to bathe, right?" Qu Ning listened to his tone without joy or anger, so he smiled, and said in a soft tone.

When people take a bath, it is the moment when the nerves are most relaxed and the true emotions are most easily revealed.

After all, the red. Naked. The body, without a layer of protection, is also like being stripped of a layer of camouflage and pretense.

Therefore, ordinary people, if they are intruded by strangers in the middle of the bath, they will always show some real emotions.

Tang Zhong didn't—I don't know if he really didn't guard against her, or if he was sure that he was wearing 24K gold armor even when he was bathing?

Tang Zhong looked at her for a moment, and when a slight sense of apprehension rose in her heart, she suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief, pointed to her back, and nodded at her.

"There's Mrs. Law." He said in a faint voice.

His attitude was frank, but Qu Ning suddenly felt nervous.

Walking behind him step by step, she couldn't help but shake slightly when her fingers touched the smooth bronzed skin of the other's back.

Fortunately, Tang finally spoke at the right time, and her voice calmed her slightly nervous emotions: "Have you seen my three sisters just now?" ”

When it comes to the three girls, Qu Ning is a dignified.

She folded her spirits and gently wiped his back with a towel before replying, "Yes." It seems that the second sister and the fourth sister are more lively, and the third sister is ...... Like a little shy? However, I heard that the third sister is good at playing the piano, and I haven't heard anyone play it, so I just said that I will go to my sister in a few days, and ask her for advice by the way. ”

Tang Zhong listened to her silently, and seemed to bow his head slightly.

Half-ringing, he let out a long sigh: "I went abroad at the age of fourteen, and at that time Jian'er was only five years old, and he was still an innocent child in his mother's arms. But when I came back at the age of eighteen, my mother died, and Key'er had become what she is now. I asked someone to teach her the piano, but fortunately she still likes it. If you want to get in touch with her and talk about piano things, you will never have a problem. ”

Tang Zhong went abroad at the age of fourteen. First he went to the Japanese non-commissioned officer school, and then he crossed the ocean to the United States.

It may be better when you are in Japan, after all, it is relatively close to the mainland, and at least you can send letters back and forth. But the United States is so far away from the mainland, I am afraid that it is isolated from information, and I am afraid that even if he has a heart, he may not be able to find out, what happened in the past four years?

Sure enough, as she had suspected before, Tang Key's silence was by no means natural, and she was afraid that it was more artificial.

What the hell is going on? Tang Zhong's mother's 'death', is it really a death of illness?

Tang will finally tell her this information, on the one hand, so that she can better understand the current situation of the Tang family, and on the other hand, he also hopes that she can have more contact with his sister, right? But it's so vague.

Thinking so in his heart, Qu Ning only smiled slightly: "Tang ...... Don't worry, husband, in fact, I didn't like to talk much when I was a child, you look at me now, isn't it also good? ”

"Tang Fujun?" The man who had allowed her to reach out and wipe her back suddenly shook his head, turned around suddenly, and a pair of black eyes fell straight on her face, looking at her a little cramped and uneasy, he lowered his head, half a sound, he suddenly stood up with a body of water droplets, and reflexively took the big towel on the shelf, the wine on his face was gone, and his eyes were clear, "Call me carefully in the future." ”

"......" Qu Ning didn't know what to say for a moment, and was stunned for a moment before she caught up with him.

Sincerely. I always feel that for Tang Shaoshuai, it is a bit of a literary word.

Xu was aware of her emotions, Tang Zhong glanced at her, and explained: "My words were given by my grandfather. Father ......," he paused, "I don't care about these things. ”

So, is there a problem of inheritance in the Tang family's back house? The relationship between the father and son of the Tang family is not monolithic? But how could he be so simple and reveal all the information to her?

Qu Ning looked at him with a complicated expression, and the smile on the corner of his mouth stiffened: "Okay, I'll tell you to be cautious in the future." Well, it's a pity that I'm a woman, and I haven't picked up words yet. ”

"Hmm." Tang finally nodded.

The two had already returned to the room at this time, and the atmosphere became ambiguous, and Tang finally walked to the table casually and poured wine from the glass—at this time, what was on the table was naturally a combination of wine.

He filled two glasses, handed one over, drank the other one himself, and when she had finished drinking with her sleeves covered, he came over and took her hand, and walked to the bed in the room.

The quilt is embroidered with mandarin ducks with crossed necks, and the dragon and phoenix candles on the table occasionally make a "long pluck" sound, a piece of festivity. Qu Ning only felt thirsty in his throat, and the small glass of wine he had just drunk seemed to have turned into a fire, running up and down his body.

Tang finally took off his coat, and watched her uncontrollably shaking hands on the side of the bed to unbutton herself-looking at her and the second button on her body with a complicated expression, but Zuihou wrapped her hair tightly around the buttons, suddenly sighed, shook her head helplessly, and finally leaned over and clasped her hand.

His voice sounded in the room: "By the way, before you got married, a reporter has already posted to our house, and I am going to ask you to do an interview recently." ”

"So early?" Qu Ning was a little surprised.

Tang Shaoshuai's hand slowly untied the tightly wrapped hair, unbuttoned it one by one, and pulled out a large patch of snow-white skin under the clothing.

His breathing gradually became heavier, but the speed of his speech was still unhurried: "Yes, so early. Have you ever been interviewed by a journalist before? ”

Qu Ning closed his eyes and didn't look at him, his eyes fell on the other places in the room, and then he felt that the burning intention on his face was a little better: "The royal family pays attention to ancient etiquette. My brother has always been very strict with me, and a foreign man like a reporter will not allow me to see him when he is idle. ”

"Oh?" Tang Shaoshuai replied noncommittally, he had already stripped off her coat at this time, and began to untie a middle coat, and a large area of smooth skin was gradually exposed to the air, allowing the man to play with it. He leaned over and kissed her lightly along the side of her neck, smiling lowly, "But reporters aren't all foreign men. This time, it's a female reporter who wants to interview you. ”

"Female journalists?" Qu Ning's itchy and messy heart was instantly tightened by his shallow kiss, Xu was upset, and she suddenly blurted out, "Is it Miss Le Fu Wenle?" ”

Young Marshal Tang's hand stopped slightly.

In fact, Qu Ning had only a belly pocket and pants hanging on his body at this time, almost unclothed, with a few strawberry marks on the side of his neck, and a faint water light, which looked very obscene. Divide.

At this time, as soon as the three words Le Fuwen came out, Tang Zhong suddenly stopped. Half-ringing, he looked at her with a surprised expression: "Weishenme will think it's Le Fu Wen?" ”

Qu Ning tilted his head and looked at him cautiously: "It's not her?" I thought she was your royal reporter and speaker. After all, she was responsible for all the news you had late, wasn't she? ”

Tang Shaoshuai shook his head, and suddenly looked at her with a smile: "Originally, I wanted to divert Madame's attention, but now it doesn't seem to be necessary." He patted her cheek, "Your Highness Princess, please lie down." ”

Qu Ning was pressed by his shoulders and put down on the bed, Tang finally sat on the edge of the bed and quickly took it off, and climbed onto her body again.

Just now when he got up from the bath, the big thing she had vaguely seen was almost hideously erect, Qu Ning only felt that her mouth was dry, and she couldn't help but reach out and cover her eyes.

Tang Shaoshuai didn't think it was wrong, he held a white and tender little rabbit in one hand and rubbed it a few times, and then leaned over to lick and kiss the rabbit, carefully biting it and pulling it up with his teeth, the white rabbit that was playing turned into a pink rabbit with water stains, and waited until the fingers that covered her head and face involuntarily tightened, which seemed to be satisfied with a petal and loosened her upper body, and then reached out to touch her lower head.

J□J There was already some water in it, and it was not too dry to the touch, Tang finally hooked his lips, leaned over and said two words in her ear: "Hold back." ”

Before the words were finished, the giant thing had already squeezed through the layers of flowers. lips, slowly digging inside.

***

One night in the hibiscus tent*.

When he got up the next day, Qu Ning looked at the bruises on his body, and then at the sleeping man next to him who looked calm, and his expression was instantly unsightly.

He slept soundly and refreshed, but she felt like she had been stabbed with a stick all night, and her whole body felt like it was about to crack if she only moved a little.

Last night, she was so painful that she picked his shoulder, but unfortunately she didn't have long nails, it is estimated that he didn't hurt or itch, but the action became more intense, almost tossing her to death.

The two of them changed four or five positions.,Zuihou is probably about to ejaculate.,Turn her whole person over and press her head from behind on the bed to invade wantonly.,The first kneeling position made her whole knee weak.,Can't kneel anymore.,Flattened on the bed board, you can't escape his trick.。 Qu Ning still remembered that she finally couldn't help it, let go of the lip that was about to bleed, and begged him, "It hurts, let me go." ”

The man paused slightly, she thought he had a good intention, but he only stopped a little, and then he threw himself into it with a heavy death, and before she could hiss, he was already smiling and whispering in her ear: "Does it hurt?" I'm very comfortable. Your Royal Highness, Princess, serve your husband well. ”

"......" Nima! Could this man be a legendary ghost animal?

That's right, Qu Ning was even more angry when he thought about it: his ghost beast started after she said the word Le Fu Wen.

If it was said that these three words were just a ghost messenger at the time, after such a "tossing" half-dead night, she became more and more sure that this damn guy might really have some ulterior relationship with that Miss Le.

Just as she glared at him angrily, the man's eyelashes twitched slightly, and his eyes slowly opened.

He woke up.