After breakfast, Leng Qinghuan was still sore, lazy, and didn't want to move.

Murong Qi carried her to the shade of the tree in the courtyard outside, nestled in a rattan hanging chair, blowing a cool breeze, and eating freshly picked mountain fruits and grapes.

The fruit was poured with cold mountain spring water, and was thrown into the mouth, and the mouth was full of relish.

Her hair was not tied, it was draped over her shoulders, her neckline was slightly open, her starry eyes were half-closed, and the dappled sunlight was sprinkled on her face through the branches and leaves, with an indescribable lazy style.

Murong Qi spread out rice paper on the table near the window, carefully outlining her eyebrows and eyes, as well as the skirt that dragged to the ground, and a pair of slender jade feet loomed with the swaying of the hanging chair.

Leng Qinghuan beckoned to him: "What are you doing?" ”

Murong Qi smiled slightly, and erected a portrait of You Xin with ink on the case to show her.

Leng Qinghuan narrowed his eyes, and when he saw the portrait in his hand clearly, he immediately jumped down from the hanging chair, pulled on his shoes, and went over to take a closer look.

"Then I ordered it to be framed and hung in the room. When our children and grandchildren are full, let them see the demeanor of their ancestors. ”

The woman in the painting has two long, shaggy ears emerging from her dark and thick hair, and a short, playful tail is exposed under her crooked buttocks.

Leng Qinghuan was immediately annoyed: "You are the rabbit." ”

Your whole family is rabbits.

Murong Qi smiled "hehe": "Okay, you are a female rabbit, I am a male rabbit, and our son will be a rabbit cub in the future." ”

Our son, the four words are very natural and intimate.

Leng Qinghuan's eyes flickered, and he lifted the brush: "Then the majestic image of the Qi prince should also be added, and I will draw you a family photo." ”

"Do you know how to draw?"

Draw a turtle to cheat the man.

Murong Qi looked over, but was blocked by her raised hand: "Go aside, stay away." ”

A few strokes, a wave of the word. After putting down the pen, he lifted his skirt and jumped out, jumping up and down, like a rabbit.

Murong Qi probed to look at the painting, Leng Qinghuan's slender fingertips were originally a round grape, the sandalwood mouth was slightly open, pinching it and about to stuff it into her mouth, but now she added pen and ink, clicked two mung bean eyes, grinned, and painted a round turtle head. Then, his neck was stretched so that he hung in his hands, and his four claws kicked wildly, and the turtle shell was exaggerated like a scale.

He could feel that the turtle was pinched in the palm of Leng Qinghuan's hand, his face was full of horror, and he was desperately struggling to escape.

Just a few finishing touches, the style of painting has changed abruptly, and the originally cute and cute rabbit girl has become a terrifying goblin who eats children.

Murong Qi thought, she still overestimated this woman, what else could she draw except for the extremely ugly turtle?

If this family photo is framed, uh, the face of the Qi prince will be gone.

After the afternoon, the sun is no longer hot.

Leng Qinghuan finally recuperated his spirits. Murong Qi took her around the neighborhood.

The heat in the mountains has dissipated, and the shade is everywhere. It's not a beautiful scenery, it's just that with each other's company, there are scenery everywhere.

Wild flowers, grass, mountain streams, the occasional startled birds, and small fish hiding in the crevices of the streams all became the objects of their pastime.

Leng Qinghuan walked and stopped, and when he was tired, he coquettishly let Murong Qi hug him, and he was spoiled like a child, with a happy face.

The two hold hands, frolic, hug, KISS, and do whatever they like, what they want to do.

Leng Qinghuan thought, what king reigns in the world, what is a supreme minister, what is a fresh clothes and angry horse, what is a rich party, what is more comfortable and free than this kind of life?

The life of the previous life was too busy, the present life was too worldly, and now, both can be thrown away, the beautiful scenery is in front of you, and the lover you like is by your side, and you can finally slow down.

Tired, Murong Qi hugged her and sat down on the rock beside her, tucked the hem of the brocade robe at his waist, pulled up his pants and fished in the water. From time to time, he threw up his body in the water, turned his face and smiled at her.

The pebbles in the stream were so slippery that Leng Qinghuan could only dip himself barefoot in the water, watching him play like a child.

A half-foot-long crucian carp unfortunately fell into the clutches of Murong Qi, and he trotted and came over to show her like a treasure.

Leng Qinghuan was a little disdainful: "Isn't there a fish pond behind the yard, Sister-in-law Zhou said that they are all two or three catties of silver carp." Your crucian carp is full of spines, what's so delicious? ”

"Crucian carp can make milk." Murong Qi is serious.

Leng Qinghuan smiled dumbly: "The child hasn't been born yet, what kind of milk is it?" ”

"It's too late when we give birth, and what if it's not enough for the two of us to eat? It's time to make it up. Murong Qi said it rightly.

"You...... Can it be a little more shameless? ”

"Yes!" Murong Qi nodded proudly: "I can find two more nurses for the rabbit cub, so as not to rob me." ”

Leng Qinghuan felt that the Murong Qi people after the meat was opened.

From a murderous, violent and ferocious man, the mad dog prince who bites when he sees himself has become a humming and chirping, and the little wolf dog with fierce milk is just that, why did he suddenly become a big pervert?

Are men born to be yellow jokers?

"Shouldn't I have found you two nurses too?" Leng Qinghuan asked kindly: "The one that is particularly magnificent." ”

Murong Qi thought about it very seriously, and then shook his head solemnly: "I don't eat much, it's good to add a little supper every day, and it's a waste if you have more." ”

"You use me like a cow!" Leng Qinghuan is a little fierce.

"Actually, I would prefer you to be a gilt, not only to have more children and more blessings," he said, glancing meaningfully at the abundance of Leng Qinghuan: "There is more milk and more ......"

Leng Qinghuan bent down and picked up a stone and threw it at him: "Let you talk nonsense." ”

Murong Qi dodged sideways, and the fish in his hand jumped, slipped out of his hand, jumped into the stream, and splashed all over the water.

He can kill people without changing his face, but he exaggeratedly took two steps back and sat down in the stream.

This high-flying Qi prince has the smell of fireworks.

Leng Qinghuan laughed heartily: "Murong Qi, otherwise, I'll stay here, you go back to your Qiwang Mansion, miss me, you can come and see me." ”

Murong Qi got up wet, sat down beside her, and rubbed his wet clothes against her: "Give me a little more time, trust me, I will take care of everything and give you the life you want." ”

Only then did Leng Qinghuan remember that he had made a conclusive request to Murong Qi.

He hasn't done it yet, Leng Qinglang is still there, and he abandoned his weapon and surrendered first, so he easily compromised.

Isn't she too coaxing?

She was silent, and for a moment, she didn't know what to say. She is not a White Lotus in the prosperous era, it is impossible for her to be innocent of Leng Qinglang's past, and she will not pretend to be generous in front of Murong Qi. As long as you have a chance to turn over, you must make Leng Qinglang pay the price.

She leaned her head on Murong Qi and looked up at the sky: "Do you know what kind of life I want?" ”

Murong Qi's arm flowed around her waist: "One life, two hearts are forever knotted, a family of three, a square courtyard, five animals are prosperous, six acres of fertile land, a wife and a noble husband, eight directions of wealth, ninety-nine Kangtai, perfect, worry-free, a thousand satisfactions, all the best." ”

Leng Qinghuan was silent for a while, if he really hated less when the book was used, he searched his intestines and scraped his stomach, and he could only sigh in his heart.

What I think is just once and for all, enjoy the four seasons, majestic on all sides, a hundred years of good cooperation, thousands of people pet, thousands of family wealth, say it, isn't it a bit vulgar? I can't handle it.

It seems that the realm of his husband is too high, and the two already have a generation gap.

She gently stretched out her hand, hooked his little finger with her tail finger to stamp it, her face full of affection, and solemnly swore an oath.

"Don't worry, from today onwards, I will work hard to lose, one day, I will make you so poor that there is only a square courtyard left, six acres of fertile land, and no one will follow you if you want to raise a little wife, and you will be disgusted with no interest."

Murong Qi: "......"

Madame, you seem to have misunderstood something?