There was a dresser, an embroidered pier, and a small mirror on it.

The large windows of the dresser, both windows, were pushed outward, and now one of the windows on both sides opened.

On the other wall, opposite the dresser, is a wardrobe that occupies almost half of the wall.

Gu Jingzhi saw that Luo had already looked at the entire house before walking forward.

Putting Qingluo on the edge of the kang, Qingluo looked down and saw that there was a black-brown, spotless foot under his feet.

Gu Jingzhi bent down to put Qingluo down, and when he was about to stand up straight, Qingluo leaned over, hugged his arm, and said softly: "Brother Gu, thank you for your hard work." ”

Gu Jingzhi raised his hand and stroked his big palm on the smooth black bun next to Qingluo.

"It's not hard, the comfort of Qingluo is the most important thing."

After Qingluo let go of his hand, Gu Jingzhi squatted down, one knee against the pedal, not much distance from the small jade foot, the robe hung down, and rubbed his knee as if nothing.

Gu Jingzhi saw it, and his eyes showed even more satisfaction.

Both of them were wearing bright red robes, and the big kang where Qingluo was sitting was also covered with red futon.

Looking at some small details, the wooden boxes of the low cabinets in front of me are all painted with red paint and pasted with red double happiness.

The dressing cabinet and wardrobe are also attached to Hi, and the windows that open and close on all sides are also not lacking in the small red details.

The two looked at each other like this, and the warmth and ambiguity were ignited.

Qingluo's face was red, and Gu Jingzhi's eyes were even more dark.

Qingluo looked away in a panic and cleared his throat, "Ahem, um!" ”

Disguised the sleeves and robes, this time he said softly: "It's still daytime, I'll change my clothes, look around, and wait for the evening......"

As soon as the above two words were spoken, Qingluo just wanted to raise his hand and slap his mouth, what did he say?!

However, as soon as Qingluo said that he wanted to change his clothes, Gu Jingzhi had already gotten up and walked towards the wardrobe, and he didn't seem to think much about it.

Qingluo relaxed her heart at this time, most of her things were still in the Su family's wing.

However, I thought of this before, and asked Su Qingyao to help Gu Jingzhi get some of the personal supplies that had been put in order.

She planned to let Brother Gu go down the mountain to move things in a few days.

More aware of Gu Jingzhi's perverted power, Qingluo was even more relieved.

Then when he gets used to it later, it's time for him to contribute.

Since it doesn't matter anymore, then that wing room will also belong to the Su family, how can she occupy the Su family's place with her own things.

Naturally, nothing can be left, yes, not even a night incense pot can be left.

But that's not to mention for now.

Gu Jingzhi took out a package from the closet, which Qingluo handed over to Su Qingyao before.

Qingluo looked at the package that had been folded and seemed to have not been moved, leaned sideways, and put his hands on the thin package.

"Have you opened it and seen it?"

Gu Jingzhi shook his head and said, "Qingluo said don't open it and put it in the bedroom, I will listen to you." ”

Only then did Qingluo open the knot he had tied tightly, and when he saw a little red, he hurriedly closed it again, pretending to have nothing to do with Gu Jingzhi's orders.

"Then you go out, I'll change my clothes."

Gu Jingzhi reluctantly glanced at Qingluo with nostalgia, and he laughed when he saw Qingluo.

It's just time to change clothes, and it's like parting.

Gu Jingzhi felt a little helpless about himself being so sticky, not at all like usual.

But when he saw Qingluo, he calmed down again, isn't it normal for Qingluo to be like this.

However, for fear of being complained by Qingluo, Gu Jingzhi walked out quickly, turned around and closed the door, and waited patiently behind the door.

Qingluo retracted his gaze and opened the package, placing a set of outer skirts on top and a middle coat underneath.

Below is the white wrap, and at the bottom is a belly pocket embroidered with acacia flowers in carmine.

Qingluo took these out one by one, and then carefully unbuttoned the wedding robe, and all the clothes that had been worn overnight and half a day today were withdrawn, and they were changed one by one.

Glancing at the dresser, he stepped down, walked over step by step, bent down and touched the embroidery pier, and sat down.

Glancing at the mirror, she reached out and held it, which was much bigger and brighter than the bronze mirror she had bought before.

"It's not as clear as a modern mirror, but it's not clear, but it's clear."

Qingluo showed unexpected joy on his face, and put the wooden comb he was holding on the table.

Be careful, slowly remove the gem hairpin and jasper, carefully place it aside, and untie the cumbersome bun on your head one by one.

I looked through the mirror at the pearl earrings that were slightly shaken and looked small and delicate, and after thinking about it, I still didn't take them off.

The long hair was loosened again, and soon the black hair fell up and down like a waterfall, and was combed from top to bottom with a comb.

After being coiled for so long, and being pressed by heavy objects, the black hair is not wrinkled, and it is still smooth and bright.

Cheongnak placed his long hair around his neck in front of his chest.

After a moment of silence, he pulled up most of his hair with the silver hairpin he had brought before, and a small half was scattered behind him.

With a concubine-colored skirt, with only silver hairpins and pearl earrings, it looks transparent and gentle, and her loose hair looks lazy.

In the end, the delicate shoes were replaced with cotton shoes, and after a turn, the skirt was fluttering.

Looking at the layout that is exactly the same as my own wing, it is a strengthened luxury version.

With a soft smile on her face, Qing Luoqiao walked up quickly and opened the door, but don't let the people outside wait in a hurry.

The two held hands again and walked downstairs step by step, looking very harmonious.

Gu Jingzhi asked Qingluo to wait outside, Qingluo insisted on going in, but Gu Jingzhi had no choice but to follow her.

Where, isn't it the kitchen on the edge of the main hall?

The only thing that hasn't changed much about this kitchen is the stove, but the windows have been chiseled open to make the kitchen more ventilated and clean.

Walking in, there was still a smell of aroma, and Qingluo saw that something was cooking on the stove.

Gu Jingshang opened the lid of the pot, and the inside was warm and chopped into pieces, yellowed, bubbling chicken.

In addition to this big pot of chicken, there was also a small pot of soup in the pot, and Gu Jing opened it one by one.

Qingluo stepped forward to see that the soup Gu Jingzhi took out was a soup mixed with mushrooms and fungus yams.

She smiled: "Brother Gu is ready for everything, he is very virtuous~"

A good groom who is virtuous at home, and condones the bride who is not productive.

Watching him take care of himself, he got busy with a smile on his face.

Qingluo saw that the half-new table in the kitchen had been removed, leaving behind a table of eight immortals.

It is not equipped with the long stool, but two quaint and heavy chairs.

One of them also has a soft cushion, and you don't have to think about it, it belongs to her.

Qingluo bent down and sat down, moving-fart-thigh, feeling the softness and hardness, supporting his cheeks with his hands on the table.

With a smile on his face, he watched Gu Jingzhi bring out a large pot of chicken, and then carefully put the soup on the table, and brought two bowls of rice.

Only then did he sit on a chair next to Qingluo, the other three sides of the Eight Immortals Table were empty, only two chairs were placed on this side, and the two of them sat and ate like this, and they didn't feel lonely.

This meal was not lively, and they only occasionally said a word to each other, and they did not deliberately pay attention to food and sleep, nor did they have nothing to say.

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