When Wang Chuan woke up the next day, Chen Lian was still asleep on his side. The little girl didn't know what she dreamed of, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her face was hesitant.

Wang Chuan tiptoed out of bed and got dressed. The Qin Xiao, who had not finished last night, lay quietly on the table, and the morning light outside the house poured in through the window, making the strings clear and shiny, like tears, accusing Wang Chuan of the crime of chewing peonies last night.

If this piano is a goblin, I am afraid that it will throw Wang Chuan a contemptuous look, and say, "Playing for such a vulgar person, a real chicken is playing the piano to a cow."

Wang Chuan's vulgar gentlemen, where will he care about it? I went straight out of the house and went to the courtyard to exercise and wash.

Outside the house, the sky is bright, the air is fresh, and taking a breath is just refreshing. The sun in the distance is like a disk, just hanging up in the sky, and when you look at it directly, it is as red as blood, and it is not yet the time to pierce people's eyes.

Wang Chuan went outside for a morning run and practiced, and was sweating profusely. He practiced a short kung fu, which he learned from the court officials invited by Mr. Wuyuan when he was in the Six Gates Martial Academy.

It is said that in order to compete with the military bigwigs for the budget, the senior officials of the DPRK and the Central Committee have all trained a lion's roar, quarreled over political affairs, and learned to fight shortly, and their eyes are red, and they don't know how powerful they are than those wild men on the rivers and lakes. This has been the tradition of the Shenzhou Dynasty.

Wang Chuan still didn't believe it before, but it was a rumor. It wasn't until that day that Mr. Wuyuan invited Zhang Jingyan, the secretary of the Criminal Department of the Dynasty, that Wang Chuan knew that everything that had been circulated in the market was true.

Compared with Zhang Jingyan and Fang Jianping of the Fang Mountain Sword Sect yesterday, that Fang Shaoxia used all his strength, I am afraid that he may not be able to beat Zhang Jingyan.

When Wang Chuan was studying and practicing in the martial arts academy, he felt that he had not been able to improve his short fighting technique for a long time, and he also went to Zhang Jingyan for advice. Zhang Jingyan stood with his hands in his hands, sighed, as if he had palpitations, and said: "If you don't enter the court, what kind of magic skills do you practice?" You are in charge of the rivers and lakes, why do you have to practice so hard? It's good to learn, it's good to learn! ”

The look and tone of his voice were like hell above the court. Wang Chuan is unimaginable.

Now that he has been exercising persistently, Wang Chuan has achieved a little success in his short kung fu, and if he puts it on the rivers and lakes, it is estimated that he can also bully and bully children. But he never had a chance to make a move. Since he took up his post, he has not been anywhere else, and there are no people in the jurisdiction who dare to try to attack the police. In the six gates of the Shenzhou Dynasty, it is not like the previous life, for those who attack the public gate, they will basically be severely punished, and they will be thrown into the prison of the criminal department.

After the exercise, Wang Chuan rinsed off the sweat with cold water and returned to the house, only to see that Chen Lian didn't know when he had woken up.

The little girl leaned on the side of the bed, sitting on her stomach, the bones on her body seemed to have been removed, and her posture was graceful, like a snake demon.

Seeing Wang Chuan coming in, Chen Lian left early to prepare, so she threw a flattering glance at her, and said in a greasy voice: "Xiang, Xiang, Xianggong, where did you run, run, run, run?" Lost the slave's family one, one, one, alone in the house, the slave family is afraid, afraid, afraid, afraid, afraid of me, afraid, afraid of death. ”

The little girl doesn't know who to learn this hand from, the shy face and small figure are full of enchantment, and the water hibiscus is smeared with red makeup, which adds a bit of charm, making people want to go up and lick and bite.

But she pretended to be like a goblin again, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she was immediately beaten back to her original form. A small stammering is always a small stammer, and when I am nervous, I can't speak smoothly. This is in Yicui Building, and I don't know how to get out of the building.

"Poof!"

Wang Chuan was stunned for a moment, and finally couldn't help laughing.

"Phase, phase, phase, phase, what are you laughing at?"

Chen Lian's little face became more and more ashamed, but she still forced herself to lean on the edge of the bed, showing her perfect curves.

"Good little stammer, what kind of bottle sister to learn? You don't look like a little four! ”

Wang Chuan said this, but his body and mind couldn't hold it anymore, so he pounced up, pressing Chen Lian's little goblin under him.

Another morning exercise.

After the wind and rain stopped, both of them were sweating. Chen Lian's hair was wet with fragrant sweat, messily attached to the forehead and side of the face, and her little face was flushed, and it became more and more red and attractive.

The little girl lay on Wang Chuan and didn't want to get up, and said quietly: "Xianggong really likes the way the sisters in the building look." If the husband likes it, the slave family will learn more from them in the future. It's just that...... It's just that the husband should keep laughing at the slave family, and the slave family is used to learning, so he won't stutter anymore. ”

Wang Chuan couldn't cry or laugh, his finger flicked lightly on Chen Lian's head, pushed Chen Lian, and said, "What are you talking nonsense." Shenzhou has a population of 10,000 people, each with its own differences, and it has become a vast world. You have your own cuteness, why bother learning from them? If everyone in the world learns and learns, what does it mean? Hurry up, it's slimy and uncomfortable. ”

Chen Lian got down from Wang Chuan, but her expression was quite firm. Wang Chuan obviously failed to convince her. Look at the sparkling eyes wandering, and I don't know what idea I was thinking.

Wang Chuan didn't have the time to enlighten the little girl anymore. Miss Chen Lian served Wang Chuan to wipe her body and put on her clothes again.

Ancient society is really good!

After living for two lifetimes, Wang Chuan experienced such intimate and personal service for the first time, and couldn't help but sigh.

After the two of them finished dressing and washing, Chen Lian went to see the stove and couldn't help but be embarrassed: "Xianggong, why is there nothing on the stove?" In this way, how can the slave cook for the minister. ”

Wang Chuan smiled: "I am alone on weekdays, how can I cook by myself?" It was all eaten in six doors. You will be quite complete, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting also bring cooking, will the female red? ”

Chen Lian said slightly ashamedly: "Xianggong said that he laughed, how can his daughter's family not know how to cook and be a female celebrity?" As for the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, when they were in Yicuilou, the slaves all learned it, but except for the piano art, they were not very proficient in anything else. ”

Wang Chuan said: "That relationship is good, I have to see and understand in the future." ”

Chen Lian waved her hand again and again, and said in a panic: "Don't, don't, slave family skills are not perfect, no, no, it's not good to be ugly, Xiang, Xiang, Xiang, Xianggong will definitely laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh at the slave family when they see it." ”

Wang Chuan couldn't help but rub Chen Lian's head, and rubbed the little girl's hair, which had just been straightened out, a little messy.

"Okay, no more jokes, let's go eat out. In the future, it is up to you to arrange the stove at home. ”

Wang Chuan smiled and watched Chen Lian hurriedly straighten her hair, and said with a smile. The little girl tugged and pulled her two little hands around her head, looking at Wang Chuan full of resentment, but she didn't dare to say anything, and she was so aggrieved.

But she took care of her hairstyle, and when she heard Wang Chuan's words, she was suddenly stunned for a moment, her mood immediately improved, she nodded heavily, and said sweetly: "Hmm! It seems that Wang Chuan's sentence is better than saying that she is not a "little stammer".