"Tomorrow the three dynasties will return to the door, this is the gift list prepared by Xu Deshun, the steward of the house. I have ordered my grandson to read it, and I will make up for it a little, what do you think? He pointed a note on the desk and pushed it towards her. Since his wedding, he has not been unfamiliar, and when she comes to her, he calls "you and me".

When she heard the words and deeds, she came to his side and bent down to look. Freshly combed hair hung down to her chest, and a playful end of her hair jumped out of the towel in which she wrapped her twisted hair, still dripping, and quietly wrapped it on his left shoulder. She looked at herself, distracted, and her hand movements slowed down.

Drops of water ran down his hair, drop by drop, moistening his robe. He looked down and saw a small clump of navy blue on his shoulder, which gradually faded away.

She still does things like this, and she is fully focused. reminded him of the back hall of the mansion, in the winter evening, after the candlestick with the lamp, her face was half bright and half dark, strict and moving.

He raised his hand to take the towel she had used to wipe her hair, and took over the work that she had looked at the back of her mind, with gentle and delicate movements.

She looked at the list in front of her, and counted them silently in her heart. It was soon discovered that Mr. Gongsun crossed out most of the flashy silk satin. I don't know if it was Mr. himself's own idea, or his instructions, and the last addition was a very rare jade ornament, or a poetry and calligraphy that can be passed down to the family.

She turned her head to persuade him that he didn't need such a heavy salute. At the end of the day, she kept one thing in mind. As big as the head, you wear as big a hat. The Jiang family is not rich, and there are so many more treasures overnight, and the blessings and misfortunes are unpredictable.

But as soon as she turned around, she realized that this person had pulled her hair, looked kind, and raised his hand to twist her hair.

His face reflected in the candlelight was calm and handsome. clearly has heroic eyebrows and eyes, but doing such a warm thing, her heart jumped, blushed, snatched the scarf from his hand, wrapped her hair in disguise, and rubbed it indiscriminately. With one more hand, he poked the flat note with his fingertips.

"This pair of red coral palace pink bonsai is too valuable. There is also this brocade screen with a tourmaline base, and this character can't be ......, "Such a big bunch of rare treasures, even if they are sent to Tyrone by treasure boat, the old mansion of the Jiang family is ordinary, and it is really uncontrollable." She was also afraid that her wife and Master Jiang would not be able to collect it steadily, and she always thought that there were hundreds of thousands of taels of silver locked in the backyard, and she couldn't eat or sleep well, and she was always afraid of thieves.

Afraid that he would misunderstand her and not appreciate it, and chill his heart, she smiled shyly, put down the towel casually, hugged his arm, and shook it gently.

"My lord, if you have some thoughts, the lower officials will understand. The family of Xiaguan is not a snob, and you also know that at the beginning, my wife was still worried about your family background, and 'Qi Da is not a coincidence'. ”

His sharp eyes swept away, she trembled, saw the wind make the rudder, and the words changed. "The lower official is stupid, this is not too old to ask about you, that is, I remember the lower official, and I haven't seen such great momentum." She pretended to be aggrieved, but she slapped him on the back and covered up the gaffe that had just passed.

"According to the meaning of the official, for the sake of your face, this gift list, can I cut it by one or two points? First, it doesn't prevent you from expressing your satisfaction with the lower officials, and second, "She paused and reasoned with him softly, "You also know that the officialdom is always inevitably compared with others." This is more than going on, in case it is difficult to call your wife, your heart, won't it be ruined in vain? ”

It was rare to see her coquettish with him, so he thought for a moment and pulled her to sit down in the circle chair beside him. Picking up the towel she threw on the table, she was not allowed to twist and pinch to make trouble with him, and then wiped her half-dried hair.

"When did I talk to Ah Ying that I was satisfied with you?" He squinted at her, sniffed the fragrance from her on the tip of his nose, and his half-drooping eyes were dark and dark, and his eyes were slightly dark.

She was stunned, not wanting him to pick on her words. pouted, puffing out his cheeks and looking at him silently. When he said this, did he make fun of her for being thick-skinned and putting gold on her face?

Why didn't she please him?

was guilty of the little problems he was used to, and he grabbed the ends of his hair by himself, and did not let go or wipe it.

He held the handkerchief for a moment, not wanting her to be so childish. Raising his eyes to meet her unconvinced gaze, he looked at her for a long time, and slowly, a slight smile flowed out of the corners of his eyes.

"You and I are alone, Ah Ying should call 'husband'."

She tugged at her hair, and he didn't force it. He simply put his big hand on the back of her hand and gradually tightened.

"Miss, the water is ready." Chunying brought hot water in, and when she saw the two of them, she was instantly dumbfounded. I couldn't advance or retreat, so I hurriedly buried my head, and I couldn't imagine that before the door was closed, the prince and the girl became intimate.

"Let go." She blushed and broke free from him. In the past, he took Chunying into the inner room and told her to put down the barrel. That's when she was ordered to step down.

Chunying is clever, eats a trench and grows wise, and goes out in response, and is very clever to bring the door to the house.

The seventh girl's face was about to burn, and when she looked back at him, she saw him with a rather appreciative gesture. That means, Kua Chunying's eyesight is good.

The seventh girl paced over, although she would sleep with him tonight, but Chunying closed the door so knowingly, as if releasing a signal: You should not disturb the master's good deeds, you two continue. Slaves and maidservants will guard the door.

Reading the banter in his eyes, she straightened her face, walked around behind him, and pulled the chair back a small step with a bang. Seeing that this person was really shaking slightly due to inertia. She smiled, and then pushed him around the bookcase.

What if you can make fun of her again? He was not at her mercy now. She was secretly happy.

"Husband, the concubine is waiting for you to soak your feet." Regardless of the recital he hadn't finished reading yet, she made her own opinion, but she was clearly informing him, don't think about those official documents later.

Her little appearance, which seemed to be arguing, was very vivid in his eyes. There was a glint in his eyes, and he saw that she was secretly happy, and he did not say anything, although he allowed her to occasionally climb on his head and make a fortune.

He put his hands on his knees, reminiscing about the sound of "husband". In addition to the meaning of fighting with him, the little girl's "husband" is very sweet.

Help him to sit firmly on the edge of the bed, because he secretly made a skill, and she did not feel difficult. Leaning over to remove his soft shoes and socks, she carefully lifted his legs and gently put them into the hot water mixed with the medicinal soup.

She has done this a thousand times, and she has long been familiar with it. was about to bend down and knead with him, but suddenly he put his hands under his armpits and lifted them up.

She screamed softly, her hands were still stained with yellow medicinal soup, and she opened her five fingers, not daring to lean in front of him, for fear of soiling his robe.

He immediately saw her concerns, put her horizontally on his lap, and gently and skillfully stripped her of her shoes and socks. Just like that, she grabbed her little hand with the snow-white silk socks she had just changed, and wiped them over and over again.

"Dirty!" Where do you use socks to wipe your hands? She hated yelling, but she couldn't resist his strength.

"Hugh. is a piece of his own, where does he dislike it. "He is a particular person himself, but now he reprimands her.

She watched him throw her soft shoes under the flower shelf from afar, and suddenly realized that this scene was really familiar. He seems to have a habit of throwing her embroidered shoes.

"What are you doing? The water is cold, how can it be good to catch a cold? She raised her hand, looked at the little hand that had been wiped clean by him, and simply pressed him on the shoulder, and was about to jump on the ground.

Where did he allow her to escape? As for Brother Yi'er, he put her squeaky nest with both hands, lifted the person halfway, and stood face to face with him. He also told her to step her bare little feet into the tub.

She is afraid of falling, and she knows how to step on it without him to teach her. It just fell into his arms.

"The joy of the first three days of the wedding has not passed, and I am willing to play in the water with Qingqing." He took her by his hand and invited her warmly.