At dinner in the evening, Xiao Jue came again, not only him, but also a group of members of his subordinates. The members of www.biquge.info two sects had a friendly and formal meeting with each other, and a big feast was held until the evening.

And after seeing Jiang Rong's true face, the people of Luo Tianmen and Yinmen looked at her and Xiao Jue very differently.

Luo Tianmen is mostly ambiguous, and the hidden door is happy and happy.

It turns out that their master is not a broken sleeve, and his heart has never changed, and he has always been Miss Jiang.

It really made them worry in vain.

In this way, for Jiang Rong, who pulled their master out of the pit of broken sleeves, the members of the Hidden Door were very attentive and thoughtful, and there was a posture of treating her as the future housewife, which made Jiang Rong embarrassed.

After the feast was over, the two sides went back to rest.

When they learned that the Hidden Gate lived next to their own house, Luo Tianmen's group looked at Jiang Rong with that kind of colored gaze again.

Coming out of the bathroom, Jiang Rong raised his eyes, and sure enough, he saw Xiao Jue who was going and returning.

This guy had obviously washed herself, and was sitting on the couch in a new dress, holding a book she usually read, staring at the book, but she hadn't turned a page for a long time.

Hearing Jiang Rong's movements, Xiao Jue turned his gaze to her in an instant, watching her walk over step by step.

She walked over and naturally handed him the handkerchief, and sat down for him to wipe his hair.

When he was half-dry, Jiang Rong suddenly straightened up from his shoulder, looked at him with bright eyes, and said, "Let's count the treasures we got in the cave this time, right?" ”

said that he was about to jump, but was stopped by Xiao Jue.

"Wipe it dry before you go." The tone is unmistakable.

Jiang Rong pouted and didn't speak, but he didn't lean on him anymore.

Xiao Jue shook his head and smiled, sometimes his Ah Rong was like a child who hadn't grown up.

He took the initiative to take the person into his arms and rubbed her carefully little by little, Jiang Rong was about to fall asleep in his arms.

In fact, if he used internal force, he would be able to dry his hair quickly, but what should he do so quickly? Anyway, when they were together, he didn't feel bored at all even if he wiped her hair.

After drying it completely, Xiao Jue took out a comb from the drawer of the low table and combed her hair.

In fact, her hair is already very soft after it dries, but Xiao Jue is very happy to comb her hair.

In the end, he even gave her a simple bun so that her hair would not become disheveled, and it slipped down to block her face.

With such a set of procedures, Jiang Rong didn't have anything to do with the whole process, she just had to sit in Xiao Jue's arms and not move.

After getting along for a long time, Xiao Jue has been completely exercised, and he knows many of Jiang Rong's living habits and details better than her.

Sometimes Jiang Rong has an illusion, as if they are already old husbands and wives, when they get along, it is natural, and the relationship is getting stronger and stronger in this increasingly grinding of ears and temples.

It's like two saplings, growing next to each other, bathing in the sun and rain together, and finally growing together, it is impossible to tell who is who.

She loved it.

Nestled in his arms, her eyes closed, she was about to fall asleep comfortably.

Xiao Jue got up with her and walked towards the bed.

Her back had just made contact with the bed, and she suddenly opened her eyes, looked at him a little confused, and said, "The baby hasn't been counted yet." ”

The little girl was still thinking about the treasures, but she didn't know that all the treasures added up were not worth a single strand of her hair, and she was his biggest and unique treasure.

He straightened up and slowly removed his robe, but his eyes remained on the bed.

Jiang Rong was still a little unconscious, staring at him in a daze, and his heart was hot.

Xiao Jue pressed down, and the whole person lay on top of her, his deep black eyes stared at her tightly, and his big hand touched her face, "Can't sleep?" ”

Jiang Rong subconsciously felt that he was a little dangerous like this, so he turned his back and muttered, "Who said that." "Just put on a posture of going to sleep.

He couldn't help but chuckle and leaned closer to her ear and said, "Aren't you going to count the treasures?" ”

Jiang Rong closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled, and he didn't speak.

but I don't want to hear him the next moment; "If you don't order, I'll order."

Xiao Jue's fingers were inserted into her thick hair, and she followed to the end, and read in her mouth: "The green silk is seven feet long, and it is used for interior decoration; I don't know how to sleep on the pillow, and I feel the fragrance of green clouds. ”

His voice was lower and lower, and when he read the last three words, "Green Cloud Fragrance", he was completely attached to her hair, sniffing the lingering fragrance in her hair. The word "incense" was held between his lips to spit it out, which meant a long time.

Jiang Rong's face turned red like blood, Xiao Jue, how could he read such an obscene song? Where did he see it from? Would he even look at these things in private?

Especially when she thought about what was going on, the heat spread all over her body, smoking her like a ripe shrimp.

Xiao Jue didn't think about letting her go, one hand reached into her clothes, when he touched the soft and full skin, in an instant, he only felt that his soul was about to fly into the sky, and with only a slight touch, he thought that his excellent self-control would collapse.

After a few rough gasps, he turned her whole body over, faced himself, looked at her beautiful little face like a lotus, and continued to confide in the embarrassing lyrics.

"The red silk is strong, and the white jade light is light......" As he spoke, he moved, causing a soft cry from the people under him, which made people want to ignore it.

After all, Xiao Jue still restrained himself and read out the following two sentences: "Try to open your chest and explore, Yubi is trembling and fragrant." ”

He finally couldn't bear it anymore, leaned down, sucked the marrow of the flower, loved the honeycomb, and secretly grinded the two bodies in one, fighting against the gums.

As for her cheeks, which were as bright as the morning sun, and as beautiful as a flower, he recited a poem every time he branded a wet kiss, "The hibiscus loses its new beauty, and the lotus flower loses its makeup; The two are always comparable, but they are like pink cheeks? ”

After a while, Xiao Jue continued to read: "The soup tastes good, and the message goes out of the palace to ......."

"Ah Rong knows what the following two sentences are? Well? He took her lips in his mouth, exhaling a fiery breath, and his dark eyes seemed to burn two clusters of fire, which wanted to burn himself and her together, and like two whirlpools, he wrapped her in layers and could not break free.

He didn't force her, but the hand gradually went down, lighting fires everywhere on her, as if it was light and heavy, light and slow twisting, making her soul fly.

At this time, he approached her lips, ate her tongue, and sucked her honey, and his originally handsome and peerless face showed a bit of charm, and a low and indignant voice overflowed from his throat, tempting people to fall into the endless abyss.

"Okay, Ah Rong, I forgot the next two sentences, can you remind me?"

Under his half-threatening and half-coaxed circumstances, she had already returned to the world, and her eyes were misty.

He read the above two sentences again, and Jiang Rong subconsciously read them out: "An Zhilang's mouth contains warm and sweet fragrance......"

Xiao Jue's eyes were bright, and he didn't hesitate anymore, grabbed Sakura's lips in one bite, and fought hard, ruthless and fierce, as if he wanted to eat people.

The curtain fell at some point, and the two figures in it overlapped each other, and they were clearly extinguished.

The voice of the mnavem came out in small pieces, and it was heard—

Slender spring bamboo shoots...... Luo socks remove light frost, who will warm jade white, and bring out soft hook incense...... The color of the untie has been fought, and the tentacles are getting busier and busier...... Inside the skirt of Zhiluo, there is no fragrance in ecstasy...... The red silk was turned over, the flowers were uncontrollable, the pink sweat was like beads, and the dream soul flew up......

I just don't know when the trouble will stop.

Tonglu Town, at the foot of Tonglu Mountain, there is a courtyard with at least eighty percent of the new one, and the construction time is definitely not more than two years.

This courtyard is Jiang Rong's other home, where their family has lived for half of the past two years.

The courtyard has three entrances, and the outside is surrounded by a human-high bluestone brick wall, so it is not clear to see the situation inside. However, through the trees that rise above the courtyard walls, you can get a glimpse of the elegance and beauty of this house.

In the front yard, a huge old locust tree, the open canopy of the tree covers most of the yard, casting a burst of shade.

In the corner of the courtyard wall opposite the locust tree, there is a gourd jujube tree, the trunk is enough to have the thickness of the bowl mouth, now it is the season of fruiting, the head is decorated with a fist-sized gourd jujube, it looks particularly gratifying.

On the wall, there are full of four seasons honeysuckle vines, and now it is taking advantage of the flowering season in August, and the honeysuckle on the top is full of branches, white like snow, shiny, yellow like gold, golden, and the fragrance is also exceptionally clear and pleasant.

In the backyard, a vegetable patch was carved out, and a grape rack was planted with two golden cinnamon plants with thick bowls.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15, and the rich fragrance of golden cinnamon wafts all over the courtyard.

Because of the watering of the diluted spiritual fluid, all the flowers and trees in the yard grew exceptionally well.

Since the matter in Qixia County has come to an end, Jiang Rong has been back for two days.

When I got up this morning, the family ate sugar taro, which was filled with brown sugar and osmanthus, which was sweet and glutinous, smooth and delicious!

At this time, she is busy in the big kitchen with the Li family, preparing for tonight's Mid-Autumn Festival reunion.

The family is still serving the Shen family and the Feng family who were originally in the capital house, and at this moment, the Lu family, the Lin family, the Zhang family and other daughters-in-law and girls are all working on the side.

Jiang Yu took Brother Ping, who was already more than three years old, to watch the adults make mooncakes and prepare dishes for the evening.

On the long table on the side, there are several copper basins, which contain the fillings that have been mixed, including osmanthus, bean paste, ham, date paste, desiccated coconut, prune, five kernels, ginkgo seeds, meat floss, black sesame seeds, egg yolk and so on.

Sweet, salty, salty, sweet, and even spicy, there are no less than dozens of kinds.

The others have a piece of dough the size of a child's palm, which is used to make small mooncakes of various flavors.

But what Li is kneading is a huge dough, this dough is half the size of a basin, and it is only used to make a moon cake, an indispensable large moon cake. (To be continued.) )