The news from the south made Han Hong instantly return to the identity of the commander of the Jinyi Guard, and it was not until Liu Meng happily sent him a white sugar cake to comfort him that he suddenly remembered that he was still on vacation.

"Where did the sugar cake come from?" Han Hong pointed to the hot pastry and asked Liu Meng.

Liu Mengxi smiled, "The subordinates saw that the adults were going to take care of the opportunities again, so they specially took care of the master on the stove and made it for the adults." ”

Han Hong looked at the fine heat on the white sugar cake and nodded with satisfaction, "Acquaintance!" Wrap the cake and bring it home to Commander Ben. ”

Hearing this, Liu Meng hurriedly went to serve the plate, but as soon as his hand touched the plate, he was stunned, "My lord, do you want to go home?" Lost in the guard? ”

"Naturally, go home, this commander is a family and a room!"

Without waiting for Liu Meng's reaction, he got up and pulled his cloak. The black cloak was raised on his red pleated flying fish suit, and the young conductor, who had just married him, left his close guards and white sugar cake staring dryly......

When he got home, it was still early, and his wife hadn't slept in the afternoon and had just finished eating bird's nest.

Huang Liang hurriedly said everything that his wife had done today, "...... After the master left, Mrs. talked to the Xia sisters, and sat in Aunt Lan's room for a while, ignoring Wei Yang. Wei Yang has been working honestly, and he didn't bother in front of his wife's face. After walking around the circle, the lady was tired and went back to the main room. After eating and resting for a while, I entered a small bowl of bird's nest. ”

Huang Liang said this, I wanted to continue, "Mrs. asked if the master would not return at night after dinner", but the words came to his mouth and turned around, "Mrs. stood under the porch and looked at it for a while, and asked if the master would not return at noon, and we didn't know, but I was afraid that the lady would delay the meal, so I promised not to return, and the lady still thought about it when she ate, and asked the master if he would return at night." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Han Hong's footsteps pause. Huang Liang was overjoyed in his heart, but unexpectedly, Han Jun, who had been with Han Hong for a day, interjected coldly, "Madame, I'm afraid that I don't think my lord is delaying her dinner, right?" ”

Huang Liang almost choked, if something really got into Han Jun's mouth, there would be no good!

He hurriedly said, "How can it", and glanced at Han Jun with his eyes, Han Jun was dissatisfied with his behavior, opened a stinky mouth and wanted to speak, but was blocked by Han Hong.

The spring light was reflected on Han Hong's face, and his eyebrows were dyed with the softness of spring, and he was not affected by Han Jun's foul mouth at all, "Madame must be worried about me!" ”

In the bright spring light, he strode straight to the main courtyard.

......

Today's bird's nest, Pei Zhen asked Xia Xi to secretly bring it to Aunt Lan's room, she drank half a cup of tea leisurely, and then lay down.

After sleeping for half an hour, Han Hong came back at night, so he could cheer up and deal with it. She and Han Hong don't have to live for a long time, she has to seize the opportunity for Han Hong to get close to her and get it early.

As soon as he lay down, there was movement outside, and the door curtain was opened, it was Han Hong.

Pei Zhen didn't get up, slowed down his breathing, and just thought that he was already asleep and wanted to see what he did.

She didn't make a sound, the footsteps came to her bed, she controlled her breathing slowly and slowly, silently counting in her heart, exhaling and inhaling. Ten times, there was no movement in front of the bed, twenty times, still no movement, thirty times, it was as quiet as if no one was there.

The heartbeat was a few beats faster, and when it was fifty beats, the person in front of the bed finally moved.

Was he sure he was asleep? Pei Zhen secretly pondered in her heart, in the sound of squirming, a person's breath was close to her ears, and through the gauze tent, she seemed to feel the damp heat from the breath.

Pei Zhen was surprised, and he breathed in a panic for a moment.

As soon as the slow and long breathing stopped, Pei Zhen knew that he couldn't pretend anymore and opened his eyes. The light and the figure in front of the bed fell into her eyes, and she was suddenly glad that she had been lying flat all the time when she slept, otherwise, wouldn't she meet the person in front of the bed directly?!

"Madame is awake?" This was a voice of surprise, and even the apology was sloppy, "Did I wake up Madame?" ”

"It doesn't matter. When did you come back? ”

Just asked like this, it didn't seem to care enough about him, Pei Zhen was about to get up and sit up, and he didn't want to move, so he stretched out his long arm and pressed her shoulder, "Madame doesn't have to get up." ”

His big hand was irresistible, Pei Zhen was pressed by him and half stiffened, and he wanted to say something, but he saw him pick up a handful of gauze tents and sit on the edge of the bed.

What is this for? Pei Zhenwei really couldn't figure out his way, so he had to brake quietly.

Han Hong sat down. On the way here, he pondered for a while, he felt that the feeling his wife gave him was really unusual, he didn't know how to deal with it, all he could do now was to find out what this feeling was, could it be the "love" that had been looked like poison by him?

This word made him instinctively resist, but fortunately he was not particularly sure, so he would talk about it after a closer look.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he looked at her face carefully, and the anxious anticipation fell to the ground, his eyebrows and eyes stretched, and he said softly: "I brought a plate of white sugar cake from the guard, just out of the cage, still warm, Madame, do you want to taste it?" ”

Bring her pastries?

Xu was after the fact that he suddenly hugged her yesterday, Pei Zhen was not too surprised, she said, "Xie Fujun." ”

Her voice is not soft, but it is clear and pleasant, reaching Han Hong's ears, like a clear spring flowing through his heart, especially the word "husband" in her mouth, Han Hong tasted it on the tip of her tongue, and the aftertaste was sweet.

His heart was beating fast, and Han Hong felt that he was so careful to feel the changes in his heart, and that feeling was more sensitive than before, which made his heart itch.

What does it really feel like?

He was distracted, Pei Zhen had already sat up, since he wanted to eat cakes, of course he had to get out of bed, this time Xiaodouzi couldn't press himself anymore!

In fact, Han Hong really didn't hold her down, after all, she sat up. It's just that when she was about to get out of bed, she was suddenly stopped by Han Hong, "Madame doesn't have to work, I'll bring it." ”

Pei Zhen was dumbfounded.

Why did he suddenly serve her again? Could it be that he is used to serving her?!

In this question, she was served to eat three pieces of white sugar cake, and seeing that Han Hong did not hesitate to pinch another piece and hand it to her mouth, she hurriedly raised her hand to block him.

"Husband, you can eat too."

But I saw him shake his head, "I'm used to eating it, since my wife likes it, eat more." ”

Pei Zhen was stunned, how did he see what he liked? Eat one piece of this sweet thing is fresh, two pieces is politeness, three pieces is patience, four pieces or more...... She resolutely didn't want to eat it.

But Tang Qin is from Jiangnan!

She exhaled a sweet breath and took the white sugar cake that came to her lips. The last one, she thought.

When eating, she glanced at Han Hong more, and her eyelids jumped at this glance - what was the matter with Xiaodouzi's satisfied face?!

And Han Hong looked at her usually light lips, because of eating a few pieces of cake, it was a lot more ruddy, moist as a freshly washed cherry, and he could clearly hear his heartbeat - bang, bang!

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