Xie Daoyun's little hands were cold, and he was held in his big hands by Wang Ningzhi, and after a while, a layer of fine sweat appeared, but it still didn't get hot, as if a woman's body was on the cool side, and her body temperature was always lower than that of a man on weekdays. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Of course, this kind of indiscriminate fabrication is unfounded after all, Wang Ningzhi feels quite satisfied at this moment, although his wife is a little girl, but she has been trying to pretend to be an adult, during which she will occasionally show the cuteness that still belongs to girls, but her heart is much more mature than those girls of the same age in later generations, at least she can speak on an equal footing with herself, and think about problems from an adult's perspective.

Trying to play a definite role is not submissive, but almost transparent.

Xie Daoyun is like this, his little hands are stretched, white, tender, like bones that will bloom, weak and boneless, and his skin is delicate and attractive, he has a fine sweat, and in front of his subordinates, he does not show any rejection, and obediently holds hands with Wang Ningzhi, and lets him lead him into the yard.

Then Wang Ningzhi took the initiative to let go of his hand and looked around at the semi-familiar courtyard scenery, especially the hostess in the courtyard is still a delicate flower that gradually blooms, he was not married in his previous life, and his temperament was indifferent, but he didn't expect to come to this era for a few days, and he seemed to have a sense of belonging here...... It's a strange feeling, fortunately, he won't be bothered by this, looking at Xie Daoyun behind him, his little wife, the exposed skin still has redness and scars, and the hair is still stained with a trace of solidified dirt, and he apologized, so he said: "Is there boiling water, wash your body when you boil, I'll look to see if there is any ointment, such delicate skin, if I leave a scar, I will regret it for the rest of my life......"

"It's all nonsense, and it's in front of Huan'er." Hearing Wang Ningzhi's words, Xie Daoyun was not disgusted, but looked at both sides cautiously, and was relieved to see that they were not paying attention, and then said in an admonishing tone, "If Lang Jun regrets it because of the scars on the concubine's body, and he is afraid of being laughed at if he spreads it, if he really thinks about the concubine, he will improve the 'theory of evolution', and there is no need to refute all the five bucket rice Taoist doctrines, but he must also have his own thoughts, which is better than the 'words' in the three Confucian ......."

Wang Ningzhi saw Xie Daoyun's careful thinking clearly, but he didn't break it, and he was happy to play this game similar to "husband and gentleman's cultivation" with her.

After everyone left, they were much cleaner, he first recalled the experience of the past few days in a very short time, and felt that although he had a bad relationship with Xu Lian, now that the Wang family is involved, I am afraid that Xu Lian and his father's life will become difficult, and he doesn't go out often, don't worry about it in a short time, the only thing to do now is to find a Taoist temple to intercede and stuff the remaining people in the homeless village into it.

He walked into the study, which was full of drawings and manuscripts, and the lines flowed like clouds and water, and sometimes after staring at them for a long time, he felt as if they were alive, marching and dancing according to the fleeting trajectory, like elves who had shed their shackles, acting recklessly on the white rice paper, without concern...... Undoubtedly, inheriting Wang Xizhi's predecessor, no matter how mediocre he is, his calligraphy is far more than some people who sell their reputations. However, his gaze did not stop at this, this bit of self-knowledge was there, and he who inherited this body could not write to this extent, unless he practiced hard for the next twenty years. In addition to these calligraphy and paintings, there are many strange things in the study, such as Wushisan.

The predecessor was a Wudou Midao supporter, and Wushisan seems to have taken it, but most of them are secretly taken here. In addition, there are some other ointments, and I heard that the scar removal ointment seems to be very effective.

Xie Daoyun took a bath quickly, did not procrastinate, seemed to be worried that Wang Ningzhi also needed to take a bath, so he walked out early, changed into his own clothes, after taking a bath, the skin on his body was pink, and he had a healthy feeling, and he was a little dodging under Wang Ningzhi's gaze, and quickly pulled Qing'e to take the ointment that Wang Ningzhi took out and walked to the boudoir, to go to the medicine.

"Erlang, go take a bath, if you haven't taken a bath for so long, it stinks to death, and our wife can stand it." Huan'er saw that Wang Ningzhi had been looking at Xie Daoyun in a daze after he entered the room, pouted and pushed him, and made a very smelly and smelly nose pinching action, which was naturally stopped by Wang Ningzhi knocking on his forehead.

The bath bucket used for bathing is the same as Xie Daoyun's, although it has been washed again, it still exudes a trace of aroma, similar to a body odor stained with frankincense, which is not unpleasant and can be attributed to body fragrance. Wang Ningzhi will not make a dirty thing here. Gong's thoughts, as Huan'er said, he didn't take a bath for three days, and he did have a smell on his body, and after entering the bath tub, he couldn't help but moan when he was soaked in just the right amount of hot water. A groan, very comfortable, can let him leave the fatigue of the past few days.

The hazy water vapor evaporates upwards, mixed with the residual fragrance, which is really comfortable.

He closed his eyes, put his hands on the rim of the barrel, and fell asleep......

……

"Lang Jun, Lang Jun ......"

Wang Ningzhi opened his eyes suddenly, because the movement was too big, his hands slapped on the water, causing a large splash, and then he heard the exclamation of "Lang Jun" who had been calling into "Ah", and he realized that there was someone in front of him.

The red long skirt, thin, was originally very close-fitting, but now it was wet by the splash, and it was even more tightly attached to the body, outlining the chest that was beginning to take shape, the furrows were obvious, the shape was elegant and beautiful, so that Wang Ning was subconsciously stunned, but quickly reacted, stretched out his hand and grabbed the body of the woman in front of him who was frightened and fell backwards.

"Are you alright?"

The woman is Xie Daoyun.

Wang Ningzhi grabbed her hand and pulled her over, due to inertia, the upper body of the two people touched for a while, and then separated, and at that moment, the soft and elastic touch passed by like a flying fly, leaving only a trace of aftertaste.

Xie Daoyun was frightened, panting, and glared at Wang Ning complainingly, it should have been a small jasper-like shyness, but it was completely destroyed by the majestic Danfeng eyes, giving people the illusion of ruthlessness, although she complained, she also understood Lang Jun's reaction, recovered her mood a little, and said: "I waited outside for Lang Jun and didn't come out, I was worried that you would sleep again, but it was really fulfilled, let's get up quickly, the water is cold." ”

She wiped the place where she had been splashed with a towel, but she didn't move, and it didn't seem like she was going to leave.

For taking a bath and taking care of a woman, Wang Ningzhi has no pimples, but he is not used to having a woman to serve him when he wipes his body after taking a bath. No matter how mature the heart is, a man is unequal to his nakedness in front of a woman. Body is a very uncivilized and embarrassing thing, after all, he is still ashamed. So he reached out and took the towel and said, "It's good if I'll come alone, you can go out and wait for me." ”

"Okay, then you hurry up." Xie Daoyun put the clothes that Wang Ningzhi needed to change into in an area very close to his hand, and then left, walking slowly, as if serving Lang Jun to take a bath and listening to Lang Jun's words was what she should have done, but no one knew that when she turned to leave, her face was ruddy, and her heart was pounding and beating rapidly, indicating that her heart was by no means as calm as it appeared on the outside.

In this regard, Wang Ningzhi can guess even if he can't see it.

As for the wife's personality problem, although she can show small actions to hide her inner thoughts, she still can't escape her eyes, this stubborn character that insists on bringing herself into a certain role is the sad result of no fun in life. Of course, Wang Ningzhi doesn't know if he guessed right, but he can understand Xie Daoyun's character.

As recorded in the epic, Xie Daoyun's status in the history of Chinese women is too high.

Naturally, among the women of this era, her starting point is also very high, and the height is not cold, whether it is her mother's family or here, friends who can make friends with her...... Is there one? Wang Ningzhi didn't think so.

And this unhealthy character, it is actually very simple to change, and it is enough to be able to enter her inner world...... In this regard, Wang Ningzhi is still confident that he can do it.

Wang Ningzhi, who got dressed and walked out, was pulled into the boudoir by Xie Daoyun.

"Where is Lang Jun's injury, I'll give you medicine." Xie Daoyun held the small box containing the ointment and stared at Wang Ningzhi tightly, as if he was not going to accept the refusal.

Wang Ningzhi was not hypocritical, he pulled up his sleeves and trouser legs, revealing the wounds that were scratched while traveling on the mountain road, and let Xie Daoyun wipe himself with his hands as warm as jade.

"Just now the sister-in-law sent a message that there is a Taoist temple called 'Qixia', which is a Taoist temple where the sister-in-law prays for her brother on weekdays, and the Taoist people in it are often born in poverty.

"Qixia Temple?" Wang Ningzhi looked down at Xie Daoyun, who was rubbing himself with medicine softly, and a touch of tenderness gradually rose, "What does sister-in-law mean?" ”

"Tomorrow, my sister-in-law will go to Qixiaguan to pray for blessings, and Lang Jun can go with my sister-in-law." Xie Daoyun talked about things, but he didn't realize the changes in Wang Ningzhi.

Seeing Xie Daoyun's serious appearance, the tenderness in Wang Ning's heart became stronger and stronger, but he was worried that too drastic movements would frighten this little lady, so he only reached out to hold her when she was about to leave after wiping the medicine.

Big hands lead small hands.

"Is there anything else wrong with Lang Jun?" Xie Daoyun's eyes widened, he didn't understand what else was going on with Wang Ningzhi, he actually held his hand, his strength became stronger and stronger, and he could vaguely feel a trace of pain.

"Ah...... I'm sorry. Wang Ningzhi hurriedly let go of her hand, saw the flush on the back of her hand, blamed herself a little, and hurriedly pulled on to the topic just now, "Can you go with you tomorrow?" ”

"Don't go!" Xie Daoyun blinked his eyes, and the corners of his mouth smiled, "The concubine is tired, I'm afraid I can't accompany Lang Jun to go." ”

Wang Ningzhi: "......"