She raised her hand to wipe her hair as she walked, and as she raised her hand, the nightdress shrank up. Reveal more ****.

He couldn't help but reverie the scenery inside the nightdress......

"Tang Yanzi, I'm done washing, it's time for you to wash it."

She said, then turned around and sat down on the edge of the bed, tilting her head and wiping the green hair.

A face as beautiful as a snow lotus broke into Luo Fengtang's sight without warning.

"Smack!"

The iron bow in his hand fell to the ground, almost hitting his foot, and he took a step back at his feet, but his eyes were staring directly at her sitting on the edge of the bed with Erlang's legs crossed.

"Y-...... you?"

His face was full of consternation, and his eyes widened.

"Qing'er? Y—How have you changed? He asked.

Yang Ruoqing lifted her eyelids and threw a wink at him again.

The previous wink eye can be described as spicy eyes.

Now this wink, that's full of electricity.

Luo Fengtang's face turned red suddenly, and his heartbeat beat uncontrollably.

"Fool, your daughter-in-law and I originally looked like this!" She snorted at him.

"It's safer to go to Nanban and live in an unfamiliar place, so it's easier to tolerate." She said disapprovingly.

Feeling that her hair was almost wiped away, she stood up and walked over to the closet.

Leaning over to help him pick out the clothes to wash, the delicate curves of his body were exposed.

It was a bloody boil to see him.

"Sensei, hurry up and take a shower!"

She shoved a clean suit of clothes into his hand and scolded him.

The semi-dry and wet hair was draped over the shoulders, and the delicate face was soft and incomparable under the light of the candlelight.

Especially those eyes, bright and clear, like spring water flowing.

Luo Fengtang took his clothes and walked to the bathroom, every step seemed to be stepping on the clouds and cotton balls.

Until he came out of the bathing room, he was still dizzy.

On the bed, the tent had fallen down, layered on top of each other, like a blooming flower.

The shadow was lying sideways in the tent, and it made an even and long breathing sound.

He stood in the middle of the room, looking at the shadow's gaze, a little more hot and longing.

"Qing'er ......"

After all, he couldn't help it, and called her in a low voice.

In response to him, her even breathing sounded.

Asleep this is?

After standing for a moment, he turned around and walked towards the soft couch under the window.

Ready-made daughter-in-law, but she can't sleep, hey!

This damn brain, hurry up and remember the past, hurry!

In this way, he tossed and turned like a pancake on the soft couch, and on the big bed here, Yang Ruoqing was also lying there, unable to sleep for a long time.

Ready-made men are in the house, but they can't be banged.

How long has it been? It was so long that she couldn't even remember it herself.

Earlier, she could hear the longing contained in his low call.

It was a man's instinctive desire for a beautiful woman, and she didn't blame him.

It's just that......

His memory has not yet been restored, and now in his eyes, she is his titular wife, a beautiful woman.

Men, perhaps, can love because of sex.

Women, on the other hand, are sex because of love.

What she wants to linger with is Luo Fengtang, who is the same as her, with common memories and experiences in her heart.

And not now......

Well, she admits that she is a little hypocritical, but she just can't get over it in her heart.

Go with the flow!

Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to sleep.

When she woke up the next morning, she found that the quilt had long been folded neatly on the soft couch under the window opposite, but his person was no longer in the house.

When she had finished washing and walked out of the house, she saw him coming in from outside.

Wearing a short home suit, covered with hot sweat, the sleeves of the shirt were rolled up to the crook of the arm, and a large broom was held in his hand.

"Hey, this is cleaning the yard?" She asked him with a smile.

Seeing her come out, he grinned, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth.

"Well, I didn't have anything to do when I got up, so I just swept it a few times." He said.

"Where's the baby? I just went to the next room and didn't see her, did I go out to play? Yang Ruoqing asked.

Luo Fengtang said: "My mother took her to the front yard hall for breakfast." ”

"Oh, that's good." Yang Ruoqing said and handed him a handkerchief: "Wipe the sweat off your head, don't catch a cold." ”

Luo Fengtang took the handkerchief and wiped it casually.

Yang Ruoqing came over and took the broom in his hand and put it aside, "Have you had breakfast?" ”

He shook his head: "I'll wait for you to eat together." ”

She smiled, "Well, let's go, let's go together." ”

After breakfast, Luo Fengtang stayed in the yard, and then cleaned the yard, the yard was very large, and Sun and Wang Cuilian were always taking care of it.

But in late autumn, a gust of autumn wind caused the leaves to fall to the ground.

I didn't sweep it for a day or two, and there was a thick layer on the floor.

"Then you stay at home and sweep the yard first, and after breakfast, I will take the baby to my mother's house next door to play a party."

"I'll call you when we have lunch, okay?" She asked him.

Last night, when Sun and Yang Huazhong were leaving, they discussed this with Yang Ruoqing.

At noon today, Yang Huazhong's family set up a meal and gathered the big guys together for a reunion dinner.

Lao Luo's family, Lao Wang's family, Sun's family, and Lao Yang's family, everyone came over for lunch.

It can be regarded as washing the dust for the two of them.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Luo Fengtang nodded: "No need to shout, I can finish sweeping in half an hour, and I will go to find you myself after sweeping." ”

After breakfast, Yang Ruoqing came to the front yard hall, took Luo Baobao from Tuoba Xian, and the two of them went to the courtyard of Yang Huazhong's house next door.

"Baby, let's go, my mother will take you to Ga Po's house to play!"

When Yang Ruoqing walked into the courtyard door of Yang Huazhong's house with Luo Baobao in her arms, a large group of children had already gathered around the yard to play.

In the past, these children were the little cousin Yang Yongqing, and then Xiao An was his follower, and Dabao was Xiao An's follower.

Now, Yang Ruoqing has given birth to children, so Yang Yongqing, who is a month older than her, naturally can't play ignorant anymore.

Yang Yongqing followed Yang Yongjin to work in the restaurant in the town and run the hall.

So this will not be at home.

As for Xiao An, he went to the school to study, so he was not there.

So the child king became Yang Yongbai, the son of the deceased second uncle.

The cousins of the fourth room, Ju'er and the third girl, and Kang Boy.

The big treasure of the five rooms and the cotton.

Yang Huamei and Wang Shuzi led a twin to play with the little brothers and sisters on the side.

In the yard, laughter and laughter are very lively.

It's in the nature of children to like to play with them.

So as soon as he stepped into the yard, Luo Baobao, who was held in Yang Ruoqing's arms, was restless, twisted his body, and wanted to run to the pile of children over there.