Liang Bozhao clasped her hand.

"Give me all the noodles and don't eat them yourself?" The man pulled her to sit down beside him and spoke in a deep voice.

Ning Xiang rubbed the corners of her clothes uneasily, only shook her head, and spoke; "I'm full."

"How much did you eat?" Liang Bozhao frowned, looking at his little daughter-in-law, on the wedding night, he hugged her body, although Ning Xiang was delicate, but in the end he was only sixteen years old, his body bones had not fully grown, thin and slender, so he didn't dare to hold it in his arms.

Ning Xiang lowered her eyes, and she didn't dare to say that she was not used to eating noodles, so she just smuttered; "I have a small amount of food, just drink some soup later."

After speaking, Ning Xiang moved her body, wanting to leave Liang Bozhao's side and return to her seat, but the man took her body into his arms with a big hand.

Ning Xiang was stunned.

His chest was firm and strong, a little hot, a little hard, and she was uncomfortable, but she didn't dare to move, and let him hold her.

Liang Bozhao's face did not change, he only picked up the chopsticks, picked up the noodles, and fed them to Ning Xiang's lips.

Ning Xiang looked at her husband in horror, is he feeding himself?

In his previous life, although he treated himself very well, he had never been so intimate, except for the little thing on the bed, Liang Bozhao had never touched himself, not even holding hands, let alone hugging like this.

Ning Xiang's face was flushed, and she didn't dare to raise her eyes in shame, she stretched out her hand and wanted to take the chopsticks from Liang Bozhao's hand and eat them herself, but Liang Bozhao didn't give her this opportunity at all, only handed the chopsticks closer, and spit out a word in a low voice; "Eat."

Ning Xiang opened her mouth, her delicate lips were still trembling slightly, her long eyelashes were as soft as E, and she didn't dare to look at him.

After Ning Xiang finished eating, Liang Bozhao picked up a chopstick noodle and fed it to her lips, after Ning Xiang was fed a few chopsticks by him, her stomach was full, and when Liang Bozhao came with another chopstick noodle clip, Ning Xiang finally raised her head and whispered; "I can't eat it anymore..."

Liang Bozhao saw her looking at herself purely, and the color of pleading overflowed from her eyes, shining like water. He only felt that his heart was soft, and he couldn't bear to force her.

"Eat more next time." He finally withdrew his big hand around her waist and ate the remaining noodles in the bowl with a sigh, not even the soup left.

After dinner, Ning Xiang put away the dishes and chopsticks, and boiled hot water to wash his body. This is the squeamishness of the previous life, the villagers of Luokou Village in the summer, the men will go to the river to take a shower, the women are at home to wipe the body, spring and autumn are every few days to wipe the body, as for the winter, firewood and gold are expensive, where willing to boil hot water to wash the body, most of the housewives wash their faces, many people do not even wash their feet, they will go to bed.

In his previous life, when he was in Zhang's Mansion, although he was bullied, he would carefully wash his body with hot water even in winter, and he had been used to it for so many years, and now if he doesn't wash it, he will definitely not be able to go to bed.

Besides, she also hopes that she can face Liang Bozhao cleanly, after all, she still wants to conceive a child as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Ning Xiang's little face flushed slightly, but a trace of sweetness floated in her heart.

Ning Xiang first washed her face with hot water, then found a clean wooden basin, washed her lower body, in addition to these, there was still a lot of hot water left, Ning Xiang brought hot water into the house, planning to wash Liang Bozhao's feet.