The sun peeked in through the east-facing window, and the brocades outside the window were crying on the branches, still wearing a collar of a red gauze shirt, holding a broken braided hair with both hands, and a pair of crested embroidered shoes hanging on the jade feet, sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The girl Xuexue brought in a basin of water and asked Zhe to still wash, but when she saw that Zhe was still so stunned, she couldn't help but remind: "It's gradually going to be winter, and Miss is wearing such a thin and carefully frozen." ”

Zhe still spread out his palms and smiled: "People who have practiced martial arts since childhood, where are they so sick?" ”

Saying this, Zhi still couldn't help but be a little worried in his heart that Fang Zhongyong had a bad wind at night, and he didn't know what happened to him. After thinking about it, she sat down in front of the rhombic glasses and asked Xue Xue to comb her hair.

After a simple pick-up, he still went straight to Fang Mansion and went to visit Fang Zhongyong.

Of course, Fang Niang, who was enthusiastic, greeted her with the same eyes that day as Jian Jiao, greedily looked and greeted her with enthusiasm, was naturally the first master she saw.

When Fang Niang led Zhi Yi to the backyard, Zhi still saw Fang Zhongyong, who was wrapped tightly, and the family members who were being picked up duck feathers everywhere by him.

Seeing that Fang Zhongyong was fine, he was relieved, and entered Fang Zhongyong's room with Fang Zhongyong, and the maid brought some sugar cakes, pastry fruits and prepared papaya wine, and the two sat down on a fire and chatted.

"Why is it winter, and I think of duck feathers? Carefully the duck is cold and can't keep the meat. Zhe still looked at Fang Zhongyong strangely.

"It's nothing, I want to make a quilt. It's a pity that there are too few ducks, and it seems that I have to go to the suburbs to buy land quickly, so that my father and mother can farm, raise ducks, raise chickens or something. Fang Zhongyong's urn was angry, and when his throat was uncomfortable, the shrugging of the Adam's apple was particularly interesting.

Zhe still looked at the Adam's apple, and didn't hold back, he put his finger up, and with Fang Zhongyong's body temperature and the beating of the Adam's apple when he swallowed saliva, it rose and fell.

Fang Zhongyong is a hot-blooded youth, and at this time, his sweetheart is in front of him, these three times and two times, isn't it just a hot blood.

So, the ghost sent the gods, Fang Zhongyong's hand held the hand that was still playing with his Adam's apple, and the two hands tightly pulled the hand of the still folded to his chest, and then casually found a reason: "Your hands are so cold, I'll help you warm up-"

Zhe still looked at Fang Zhongyong with a strange look, and then, touched Fang Zhongyong's forehead with his other hand, and said mischievously: "You are a little hot, where are my hands cold, it is clear that you are cooler, okay?" ”

Fang Zhongyong suddenly discovered that the jade hand was really warmer and softer than his own.

Hey, the girl is inexperienced, and it's a little embarrassing to flirt, but fortunately, the girl didn't mind.

"Or, you go and lie down on the bed, and I'll go over there and talk to you." Zhi still expressed his concern for Fang Zhongyong's body.

Fang Zhongyong was as good as a stream, and as soon as the big dazer faded, he climbed into bed.

But he still dragged Zhi Yi's hands, and forced Zhi Yi to sit down beside him, and then the two began to talk about the case that day.

Smelling the faint woman's body fragrance on Zheyi's body, touching her soft skin from time to time, Fang Zhongyong fantasized - he leaned his head against Zheyi's soft chest, and Jia Baoyu, who was cute and cute, was coquettish like a mother and didn't feel embarrassed to Lin Daiyu: "I want to sleep with you-"

However, it is just a fantasy, and after holding a small hand, the discussion about the case will become more and more serious......

"Maybe next, I have to visit Lord Shen Kuo's mansion and Master Wen Yan Bowen to make a decision. As for the Runan Palace, let's ignore him for now. Fang Zhongyong and Zhe still finished talking about the situation and began to talk about their plans.

"I don't have anything important here, but I have a personal matter that I haven't explained yet." Zhe still thought about it, walked to the table, took the two cups of papaya wine, handed Fang Zhongyong a glass, and picked up another cup and drank it himself.

"Private?" Fang Zhongyong immediately became nervous, his heart said that it would not be that the old general was going to marry Zhe, his heart was churning, but he forced himself to calm down: "What is a private matter?" ”

"It's nothing, it's Yue'e and Chen Guanren's business, let me go and bring a message." Folding is still very simple.

Fang Zhongyong's hanging heart was suddenly put down, so he continued to ask, "What happened to Miss Liu and Chen Guanren?" ”

"There's nothing going on, and there's nothing going to happen in the future." Zhe still replied a little melancholy.

Fang Zhongyong immediately understood what she meant from her expression: "Is Miss Liu determined?" I don't know what Chen Guanren means? ”

"Chen Guanren is a dull person, and if he is dissatisfied, he will fight coldly, go out to support his little sister, and fool around with love; Yue'e, it's a straight temper, and if you're dissatisfied, you can solve the problem directly, after a long time, maybe everyone is tired, if you can live and leave, it's okay. A touch of compassion on his face floated gently.

After folding and leaving in the afternoon, Fang Niang came with a sewn and washed large sheepskin pocket quilt, Fang Zhongyong shook the quilt, and began to flush the duck down inside, using a small manual air blower device to flush the duck down into it like snowflakes, forming an air isolation layer, and then sewing the sheepskin bag quilt together.

Some of the air that rushes in will gradually escape, but some of it will be trapped in the loose and dense gaps of the eiderdown, which plays a special role in keeping warm. In the end, Fang Zhongyong used a brocade quilt to put the sheepskin duck down quilt into it, and then, patting it, handed it to Fang Niangdao:

"Mother, you try to use this, see if it's warm at night. This is a duck down duvet. ”

……

On the day Fang Zhongyong went to Wen Yanbo's mansion, it was the winter solstice, and there was a slight light rain in the air.

When they arrived at Wen Yanbo's mansion, everyone first said something inconsequential, Fang Zhongyong saw that it was not too early, and decided that it was better to talk about things simply and neatly.

So he lightly put the bag of ylang-ylang that day, put it on the table, and pushed it in front of Wen Yanbo with a slight force.

Wen Yanbo was slightly surprised, but he still raised his hand to take the bag, and when he opened it, the old housekeeper next to him suddenly knocked down the bag in Wen Yanbo's hand.

This behavior was very rude, however, what was even more rude was that the old housekeeper knelt down directly, and all the family members also knelt down with the old housekeeper, feeling that the situation was serious and it was not suitable to be present, so the well-trained ones withdrew straight out of the door and closed the door again.

Fang Zhongyong let out a long sigh and waited for the old butler to explain all this himself.

But I saw that the old housekeeper didn't say a word, just kneeling quietly, Wen Yanbo understood something, his face was blue for a while, purple for a while, and his expression was uncertain.

This is a time to test who is more calm, two lives as human beings, this kind of scene, for the other party Zhongyong, is still a bit of a pear.

However, the master and servant in front of them were both old qualifications, and the three of them looked at each other and were silent for a while, but none of them spoke first. (To be continued.) )