He had no choice but to retreat.

She had already retracted her arms into the covers, closed her eyes, and stopped talking.

He also lay back, sleepless.

I was paying attention to her movements all the time.

She curled up in a ball and slept unsteadily.

"Qing'er ......"

He whispered to her tentatively.

"Uh......"

She muttered, "Cold ......"

Cold?

What to do?

He lifted his hand and touched her face.

The face and nose were cold.

Why is the lid quilt so cold?

He wondered.

It is not clear that when a girl has a menstrual period, her body temperature drops.

"It's so cold......"

In her sleep, she was still murmuring.

He gritted his teeth and rolled over and sat up.

I'm going to put on my clothes and put my own quilt over her.

At this moment, a soft body suddenly burrowed into his quilt.

The soft arms hugged his waist.

A slightly cold face arched into his arms.

The faint virgin scent of the girl's body wafted into his nose, teasing every nerve in him.

His body tensed, and his mind went blank.

She seemed to be trying to suck the temperature from him, and her body was still sticking into his arms.

Luo Fengtang stretched out his hand and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Qing'er is not cold, I will sleep ...... you in my arms"

He whispered.

His voice gradually calmed her down.

"Warm ......"

She muttered softly.

He smiled, lowered his head and kissed her lightly on the forehead.

"Sleep obediently."

The two quilts were covered together, and it was warm......

This night, Yang Ruoqing slept well.

This winter is the warmest night.

In the dream, the whole person seems to be holding a big stove, warm from head to toe.

Early in the morning, she opened her eyes.

Only then did I realize that I had actually merged with him to cover the rolls.

She fell asleep on her side, and he hugged him from behind.

Her head was still resting on one of his arms.

And his other arm, around her waist, lightly covered her little belly.

She blinked, and the vague memories of last night poured in.

Her face turned red instantly, and she subconsciously wanted to slip out.

In my ears, his slightly hoarse voice was heard.

"Awake?"

Her body froze in place.

Half a sound, then slowly turned his head.

He lay behind her, looking at him with open eyes.

His eyes were clear, and he had obviously been awake for a long time.

But there was a lot of blood left in the bottom of the eye, and it looked like he hadn't slept all night.

"Does your stomach still hurt?" He asked again.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

We chatted and chatted last night, and then her stomach hurt, and she fell asleep in a daze.

In a trance, it was like a warm uncle rubbing her belly.

She thought it was a delusion.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." She said.

"You helped me rub it all night?" She asked.

He laughed: "I don't remember either, I also fell asleep when I rubbed and rubbed in the back." ”

He knew he was lying to her again.

Holding the girl you like in your arms.

It would be strange if he could really sleep.

Qing'er is still young, and there are some things she still doesn't understand.

The night was for him.

How tormenting is it......

"Is it going to lie down again? Or get up? He asked.

If he could, what he wanted most was to spend the whole day with her in the bed.

But now is not the time to do that.

The third uncle is still locked up in prison.

Hearing his question, Yang Ruoqing immediately remembered today's itinerary.

"Get up, let's go to the Niangniang Temple in the western suburbs." She said.

Both of them got up and dressed, and tacitly avoided the topic of who took the initiative to roll into a bed last night.

Dress and wash.

When I went downstairs for breakfast, I heard people on the side talking about praying for blessings in Niangniang Temple.

There was no need to deliberately inquire, the two of them followed the women and their relatives all the way to the Niangniang Temple.

The western suburbs of the county, in front of the Niangniang Temple.

Looking at the endless stream of pilgrims, Luo Fengtang turned around and asked Yang Ruoqing: "There are so many people, it's a little difficult for us to meet the county lord's wife." Why don't I go and inquire, and then let's break in? ”

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

"You think she is the patrol of the eight mansions, let's block the way and avenge the grievances?"

"Before we could get closer, someone came to bombard us. When the time comes, it will cause panic, and we will not be able to see her. She said.

Luo Fengtang scratched his head: "What should I do?" ”

Yang Ruoqing thought for a while, "There is nothing difficult in the world, but I am afraid of people with hearts, come with me!" ”

……

The backyard of Niangniang Temple, in a quiet small courtyard.

At the door of the wing, two mothers-in-law guarded under the porch.

Inside the wing, it is pure and elegant, and the incense burner is burning, and the fragrance is lingering.

A woman dressed in a gorgeous costume is sitting on an arhat couch, holding a bowl of fragrant tea in her hand, which is gently blowing.

On a chair at the bottom of the head, there sat a fat middle-aged nun.

The nun smiled with a smile on her face, leaned over slightly, and said to the noble lady: "The tea is offered by a pilgrim, and it is said to be wild tea on Yunwu Mountain. ”

"The water used to make tea is the snowflakes that fall on the plum petals the next year."

"The poor nun was put in a jar and buried under the plum tree."

"I took it out for the first time this time and boiled it to make tea, I wonder if it will suit Madame's taste?"

The nun asked respectfully.

The noble lady who was drinking tea on the Luohan couch smiled slightly.

"It really tastes good, Master Tzu Yun treats me with such good tea, I have a heart." She said.

Tzu Yun also smiled.

"Madame is devout to her mother, and she prays for blessings today, and she is even more generous."

"Tzu Yun must light a lantern in front of the Buddha for his wife, and pray that his wife and family will be healthy, that the little son will live a long life, and that the little daughter will be smart and clever!"

Your lady's eyes narrowed with a smile and she nodded again and again.

"In this way, Master Lao Tzuyun, you have bothered."

Tzu Yun waved his hand.

As if thinking of something, he said to your lady.

"Everything in the world has a cycle of cause and effect."

"I have just one thing here, which I have entrusted to be handed over to my wife by a benefactor outside the hospital."

Tzu Yun said, taking out a rustic wooden box from the bottom of his sleeve.

Present your hands to your lady.

The benefactor said that she was an old friend of the lady. Madame saw the contents of this box and naturally understood. ”

Your lady saw the quaint box.

I was surprised.

This box is plain, it doesn't look like it's used to hold gold and silver jewelry, right?

She frowned secretly, but still motioned to the maid Xiaocui next to her to take it.

At her signal, Xiao Cui opened the wooden box.

"Madame, like a dried mushroom, crumpled."

Xiao Cui said, and handed the wooden box to your lady.

The woman was even more astonished.

Put down the teacup in his hand, take the box and look at it carefully.

Ciyun's eyebrows, who were sitting at the bottom, also wrinkled secretly.

The girl who added 500 yuan of sesame oil money as soon as she made a move, could it be that the gift she asked her to hand over was an air-dried shiitake mushroom?

Ciyun secretly observed the noble lady's expression, and pinched a cold sweat in her heart.

Shouldn't it anger the lady of the county lord's family?

I knew that I really shouldn't be greedy for the 500 yuan to be this matchmaker! Remember to read it: convenient for next time, or.