It was the first time they had eaten at the same table, and they still enjoyed it, and they all slowed down tacitly.

After eating, Qingluo touched his stomach, pushed the empty bowl towards Gu Jingzhi, and said with a smile:

"Can you give me a small half bowl of mushroom soup? Brother Gu's craftsmanship is excellent, and the soup is very fragrant and delicious. ”

"Qingluo likes it, I'll do it tomorrow."

Holding the soup spoon, he slowly scooped up the soup, which contained black mushrooms, black fungus and white yams.

These dishes swirled slowly together in the soup, and were slowly poured into a small bowl by Gu Jingzhi, without a trace of it.

Qingluo held the bowl and drank it in small sips, Gu Jingzhi also scooped a few spoonfuls of soup for himself, held it in one hand, and looked at Qingluo while drinking.

Then both of them put down the empty bowl at the same time.

Qingluo took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped his mouth, rolled his eyes, and held back a little embarrassment and shyness.

Comforting himself in his heart: Brother Gu looks like a strong and domineering character, and he is indeed similar on weekdays, but he is too gentle with himself.

This is naturally enjoyable on weekdays, but now that it is a happy day, it seems too tepid.

So, take the initiative yourself!

So she shouted: "Thank you husband for taking such good care of me, I am very touched for my wife~"

Saying that, the redness on Qingluo's face became thicker and thicker, his eyelashes trembled, and he was obviously shy, but he was very calm when he supported himself.

And Gu Jingzhi sat stiffly in place, with excitement and joy on his face, but he stammered and couldn't say anything.

Yes, don't say anything about anyone, both of them are extremely innocent, and the other is not like himself.

The other thought he was going to be a little wilder.

However, after only saying a word about husband and wife, he was already shy and speechless, and he didn't laugh at fifty steps or a hundred steps.

But with this one, the two are more intimate and natural.

In the afternoon, they leaned on each other, and looked carefully at the yard, downstairs, and upstairs.

Even if it's boring, there's nothing to look at, and you can see the storage room at a glance, but you have to take a closer look at it.

All afternoon, the two fingers interlocked hands never let go.

On the cloud bed downstairs, the two of them huddled on the same side, sat for a moment, and then went to sit in the study, and took out a few books from the seemingly empty bookshelf.

The two of them flipped through the pages together, walked around the bedroom, and went downstairs to take a look.

In the blink of an eye, it seemed to be evening, and the noon meal was not finished, just enough to eat, and the two of them were exactly eight points full.

There are two bamboo huts on the south side of the courtyard, one is a thatched house near the courtyard gate, and the other is for washing.

Gu Jingzhi had already purchased a clay pot, and a porcelain basin similar to the water cup to Qingluo.

Now there is also a toothbrush, and Qingluo also has one, but he didn't bring it.

I thought that today I was going to wipe the willow branches mixed with salt, but I didn't expect Gu Jingzhi to arrange everything.

Qingluo was in a corner of the courtyard, lifted the corner of his skirt, squatted down, and dripped a drop of spiritual spring water into the mouthwash.

Rub the white salt on the toothbrush, carefully scrub the inside and out, and then rinse it clean.

The soft cotton cloth was wrung out and wiped over the face, eyes, nose, mouth, ears, and neck at the bottom, and was carefully wiped.

Although it was clean, it was ......

Soak your hands in the basin, rub your ten fingers one by one, and then pour the water from the porcelain basin.

Seeing Gu Jingzhi walking towards him, Qingluo lowered his head slightly, put down the skirt he lifted, and walked outside the main hall.

Qingluo turned his head to see that the stone door that had been open all afternoon had been closed.

Looking up at the starry night sky, it seems brighter on Dakui Mountain, and it seems that the unreachable sky is closer.

Under the thick darkness, it is obviously an unfamiliar place, but the heart is warm.

Because I have him by my side.

Seeing that he suddenly stopped, waiting for Gu Jingzhi, who was not impatient and urging at his side.

He was gentle and tolerant to the point of connivance, without asking or talking, turning slightly sideways, and using his strong body to block the cold spring breeze for himself.

It's late at night, and it's a beautiful night tonight.

Walking into the main hall, Gu Jingzhi first turned sideways and closed the wooden door that had not been added for a long time, which was a random cover before.

The two walked upstairs step by step.

Walking up the last staircase, Qingluo took a deep breath, and then walked into the bedroom, even more heartbroken.

With red cheeks, he sat on the embroidery pier of the dressing table, took off the silver hairpin, and his hair fluttered like a waterfall.

Gu Jingzhi hurriedly stepped forward to close the window, now it is spring, and the sky is still very cold, especially on the mountain.

"Brother Gu, I suddenly remembered something, you go out first, just go down."

Qingluo looked at the bottles and cans placed on the table in turn, and said in a slightly strange voice.

Gu Jingzhi nodded, although he was reluctant, he still walked out cleanly, and closed the door with the same intimacy.

Qingluo's cheeks burned red, his fingertips trembled slightly, picked up one of the porcelain boxes in the bottle and jar, held his breath, stepped on his feet, and sat on the big kang.

Then he took off his outer skirt, put it on the end of the kang, and then withdrew his pants, squinted his eyes, and opened the porcelain box with trembling hands.

Inside was a reddish clotted fat, and the index finger scraped a small dot and slowly wiped it towards the ---.

She made it herself, it was smoother to rub on, and it had a faint aroma, and more importantly, it was able to reduce the pain of the first time.

Closing the lid of the porcelain box, feeling a little coolness spread out there, Qingluo lifted his pants and casually stuffed the small porcelain box under the pillow.

After doing this, Qingluo was already hot all over his body, and his little face was red.

looked at himself who only had one underwear left, and when he turned around, he pulled the neatly folded quilt inside, and only his head was exposed.

Then he called out softly, "Alright, come in." ”

The next moment, the man's tall body came in, obviously the bedroom was not narrow, but it seemed that the man came in, and the whole space was narrow.

There is even more enthusiasm, obviously there is still a distance between them, and it has already spread to the quilt.

There was a sound of rustling, Qingluo was like a quail, and the whole person shrank into the quilt, leaving only a little hair.

Gu Jingzhi was also a little embarrassed, subconsciously walked towards the warm kang, and then reacted again, stepped back, and gently closed the door of the house.

His gaze swept over the bedroom, the windows on all sides were closed, and the room was closed with only the two of them.

Seeing the slightly protruding piece on the big kang again, Gu Jingzhi's eyes were drowning in tenderness.

Under the ambiguity of silence, a dark desire and hope appeared in his eyes.

Step by step, he walked over, his shoes receded, his big feet stepped on the pedals, and then he sat down with a light force.

The big kang was flat and definitely very strong, but at this moment, Qingluo felt that when the person sat down, the bed she was sleeping on seemed to be shaken.

And Gu Jingzhi's face also flushed a little, now that Qingluo is sleeping on the bed, he sits on the edge of the bed, and they will ......

There is lust in his eyes, and after a while, they will become one, the closest couple in the world!

Qingluo slowly moved inside, Gu Jing's outer robe retreated, and only one profane robe was left.

lifted the quilt and lay in, and quickly and carefully covered the quilt.

There was still these distances between the two, Qingluo was in the soft and warm quilt, his face was flushed, and his eyelashes were constantly trembling.

I felt a scorching breath coming from the side, lying down, the whole person couldn't exert his strength, crispy and numb.

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