That night, when Lin Boqin came back from the county office, he saw Chu Cheng instructing the maid to move the bedding from his study.

He looked over and saw that all the bedding and blankets on his soft couch had been taken away.

Chu Cheng leaned against the door frame, held a hand stove in her hand, and greeted him with a smile: "Husband, let's sleep together tonight." ”

“……”

Lin Boqin pondered for a moment, stepped forward and asked her in a low voice, "How is my mother?" ”

Chu Cheng hooked the corners of her mouth proudly: "The old lady is so coaxing." Speaking of this, she glanced at Lin Boqin, "It's not like you." ”

Lin Boqin didn't care about her jokes, and said in a deep voice: "I sleep on the floor at night." ”

"Of course you are sleeping, can't I sleep?" Chu Cheng blinked, "But it's nothing, just sleep for a few days." My mother told me that as soon as she went to Bishui Temple to make incense, she went back to Fengshui. ”

Lin Boqin said "um", but his thoughts drifted to the same room with Chu Cheng at night, and his heart was a little chaotic.

For dinner, Mrs. Lin ate a light meal, stewed meat with white radish, sliced pork with winter bamboo shoots, stir-fried two green leaf vegetables, and a plate of yam cake.

During the banquet, Chu Cheng took the initiative to pick up vegetables for Lin Boqin, and said sweetly: "Husband, eat more." ”

Lin Boqin looked at a lump of ginger in the bowl that looked like a piece of meat, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Thank you, madam", under the gaze of Mrs. Lin, swallowed the rice.

Chu Ji wanted to laugh next to her but didn't dare, and her cheeks were sour.

Old Madam Lin nodded with satisfaction: "Seeing that you respect each other like guests, the big stone in my heart has fallen to the ground." ”

Chu smiled softly and said, "Mother, don't worry, my husband is good to me, and I am good to my husband." ”

After she finished speaking, the chopsticks flew over her wrist, and she put the vegetables in Lin Boqin's bowl.

Lin Boqin looked at it intently, and it was still ginger.

He ate quickly with a calm face, then got up and said that he had eaten well and went to the study to read. If you don't leave, who knows if Chu Cheng will pile up all the ginger to him!

Chu Cheng couldn't help laughing, said something else with Mrs. Lin, and after eating, they went back to the hospital to rest.

The light in Lin Boqin's study was on, and Chu Cheng didn't bother to care about him. Directly instructed the twilight of the river to fetch water to go to the ear room, take off his clothes and bathe.

The water vapor in the wooden barrel was steaming, and Chu Cheng's whole person was soaked in it, and every pore was clamoring for comfort. It was snowing outside, there was a charcoal basin burning inside the house, and there was a hot bath, Chu Cheng leaned on the side of the wooden barrel and slept very comfortably.

Lin Boqin's study was not heated by a charcoal basin, and after reading for a while, his hands and feet were numb from the cold.

He glanced at the couch, which was already only a bed, closed the scroll, and got up and walked to the next door.

Twilight and Mabi were staying outside, and when they saw Lin Boqin coming, Twilight was about to say that Mrs. was taking a bath inside, but Mabi touched her elbow on her hand. Xi Du was smart this time, and she hurriedly changed her words: "Madame is inside, it's cold outside, let's go in, adults." ”

After speaking, he pulled Mabi, the two of them held back a smile, and pushed and shoved briskly to go to another room.

The two maids thought out of their minds, and Lin Boqin just frowned and didn't think much about it.

Chu Hui, who was napping, happened to be awake, she rubbed her temples, and the water in the barrel was already cold. She called out to Mabie and Twilight, but no one answered, thinking she had gone somewhere else. The change of clothes was hung on the screen of the main house, and they could be obtained by walking a few steps, Chu Cheng was too lazy to trouble them, so she got up from the barrel and walked over to dress.

Chu Ji had just walked to the screen, and before her hand touched her clothes, she heard a sudden "squeak" sound of pushing the door outside.

Lin Boqin first felt the heat rushing to his face, and then saw a woman standing by the screen in the spring light.

Her long hair hung down like seaweed, looming around her pale body, concave and convex, curvaceous, and even her toes were pink and round, like the newborn white in the river.

Just for a moment, Chu Cheng and Lin Boqin turned around at the same time.

Each heart beats like a drum.

Chu Ji put on her dress three or two times, and Lin Boqin rushed out of the door quickly, with her back to the door.

Chu Cheng rubbed her slightly hot cheeks vigorously, and hurriedly comforted herself: "It's okay, it's okay, isn't it just a glance at him, and there won't be a piece of meat." Thinking about Lin Boqin's shallow face, at this time, his ears must be red and dripping blood, and Chu Ji's heart relaxed.

At this moment, she heard the voice of Mrs. Lin outside the door: "Bo Qin, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing standing outside the door?" ”

Lin Boqin watched his mother come over with an umbrella to supervise, and suddenly didn't know how to answer.

Just thinking about how to answer the fool, he heard that the door behind him was opened, but it was Chu Cheng who poked his head out and said with a smile: "Husband, the futon has been changed, come in." At this time, she glanced in the direction of Old Madam Lin and pretended to see her, "Mother? Why don't you rest? ”

Old Madam Lin saw that Chu Cheng was holding Lin Boqin's hand, and her son did not shake it off, so she bowed her head with relief: "I'll go back now, and you two can rest well." ”

"Yes, mother."

Chu Cheng responded obediently.

Under the gaze of Mrs. Lin, she pulled Lin Boqin into the house.

The room was warm, and the water vapor from the ear room next door was still a little thick, making people's cheeks slightly hot.

Chu Cheng is okay, she has a thick skin.

Lin Boqin was different, sitting at the table with his back to Chu Cheng, sitting upright, like a statue.

"Tea?"

Chu Cheng felt even more embarrassed to be silent like this, she poured a cup of tea and handed it to Lin Boqin.

The woman's slender hands are the same color as the porcelain cup, and the nails are neatly trimmed and rounded, revealing a faint powder, and the crystal is delicate.

Lin Boqin was stunned for a moment, took the teacup, but did not drink it.

"Just ......"

"Are you shy?" Chu Cheng suddenly deceived herself, laughing and grabbing words.

The fragrance of the soaphorn gradually thickened, and Lin Boqin stiffened slightly.

He furrowed his brow and immediately denied it.

Chu Cheng thought he was very funny like this, and he wanted to tease him with a smile, but Lin Boqin suddenly said, "It's not early, you should go to bed early." ”

"My hair hasn't dried yet."

Chu Cheng picked up a strand of long hair and showed it to him.

Lin Boqin subconsciously looked up, and saw Chu Cheng wearing a water-red loose dress, her black hair was scattered behind her head, like a cloud, lining her fair complexion, and her eyes were also amazingly bright. He couldn't help but think of Fang Cai's glimpse, what kind of grace was wrapped under this water-red dress...... Can't think about it anymore.

Lin Boqin's face sank.

Seeing that his expression was grim, Chu Cheng didn't dare to joke anymore, turned around and took a cotton handkerchief, sat in front of the rhombic glasses, and dried his hair.

The house was quiet.

Through the flickering candle flame, Lin Boqin glanced at the woman not far away with his peripheral vision, and his heart was a little complicated.

He got up and fetched water and washed, and then took out the futon from the cupboard and made it on the floor. Chu Cheng didn't care about him, he dried his hair intently, and when he was about to go to bed, he found that Lin Boqin had slept on the ground and his clothes.

Chu Cheng lightened her steps, blew out the candle, and went to bed to put down the veil.

Lin Boqin only had shallow breathing when he slept, which didn't disturb Chu Cheng at all, but Chu Cheng couldn't fall asleep over and over.

She was originally facing the wall, but now she couldn't help but turn over and look boldly at the man on the ground through the pink gauze tent.

In fact, it was dark all around, and only a vague outline could be seen through the faint light of snow. This situation reminded her of the thunderstorm night in Shiliwan.

Lin Boqin was bitten by a snake, and she was afraid that he would die, so she used her mouth to suck the poison out of him. But what about later? This guy "will take revenge" and get angry with her; Once she suffered from a cold and was sick and dazed, and when she woke up, she saw Lin Boqin holding a medicine bowl with an expression of owe him money, and she didn't know where to provoke him; Another time, she made sugar water pastries and took them to the county government and distributed them to Gu Jingtong and Yang La, and he seemed to be a little unhappy......

She couldn't help but purse her lips, "You're a gas bun." ”

But apart from Ai's inexplicable anger, there's nothing wrong with him either.

For example, he once said that not for political achievements and fame, but also for the deceased to seek justice; Su Yu's maternal grandfather's family has been dead for ten years, because Lei split the coffin, he also has to find out the real culprit; Xiao Xu's case is even simpler, but he has to return the world to a clear sky. and met the second sister of Chun Cao Feihua in the inn, but he tried his best to protect her. He writes well, and his poems and paintings are excellent. For the official to be honest and honest, self-denial and public service, like the wind shaking the green bamboo, like the wind and strong grass......

Chu Hui's thoughts flew to a long time ago, and she almost recalled every bit of the two getting along.

From time to time he smirked, and from time to time he frowned.

She guessed that Lin Boqin quarreled with her this time because he was reluctant. But isn't it the same for yourself?

thought that one day, she would no longer play the role of Li Siniang, and would leave Qingyuan County and never ...... again He will never be seen again. Chu Hui's heart couldn't help but be sour and astringent, and she was very sad.

Does Lin Boqin be sad? Will it come to itself? Or will he feel relieved?

Chu Cheng thought about it for a long time, but couldn't think of an answer.

In a daze, sleepiness hit, and in the end I fell asleep.

It's just that Chu Cheng slept very lightly, and before dawn, she felt that she was as cold as ice, she gathered the quilt, opened her eyes slightly, and saw that the window was shining with the light from the snow.

Chu Cheng didn't need to get up, she knew that the snow must be falling heavily, because she always heard the sound of snow crushing dead branches.

The house burned a charcoal pot overnight, making people feel thirsty.

Chu Cheng lifted the veil, then went down to the ground and pulled her shoes, wanting to go to the table to pour a glass of water to drink. However, because he had just woken up, he didn't pay attention to Lin Boqin on the ground, stared in a daze, and stepped on Lin Boqin with one foot, directly snorting on him, and his center of gravity was unstable and slammed to the ground.

Lin Boqin was suddenly woken up by pain, and before he could react to what was going on, he was heavily pressed by Chu Ji.

He subconsciously hugged the woman's soft waist, Chu Cheng's body stiffened, and he moved forward uncontrollably, and the tips of their noses were almost next to each other.

Chu Cheng was still wearing the loose water-red gauze skirt from last night, with a very low collar, and after tossing it, a large area of snow-white spring color was revealed, and the roundness was squeezed flat by his chest, and the waves were almost ready to come out. Early in the morning, Lin Boqin was a normal man, he only felt that something "boomed" in his brain exploded, his Adam's apple rolled involuntarily, and his lower abdomen tightened.

Chu Cheng was startled, and was about to writhe to get up from him, when he suddenly felt that the root of his leg was against something.

She was immediately displeased: "Lin Boqin, what are you doing with the stove on your body, you killed me." She still remembered that Lin Boqin had a stove at her feet when she fell asleep, so she subconsciously said this.

Lin Boqin: "......"

Chu Cheng wanted to take out the "stove" easily, but Lin Boqin was alarmed, hurriedly stretched out his hand, and his voice changed hoarsely: "Get up!" ”

Chu Cheng was afraid of the cold, and she slept coldly all night, but Lin Boqin's body was warm, but she was not cheeky to that extent.

She hurriedly got up, and Lin Boqin also sat up immediately, her face was pale, as if she had been pressed by a ghost just now.

Chu Cheng snorted, and was about to tease him a few words, when suddenly his eyes flashed and he glanced at the copper flower stove in the corner of the floor.

The stove was still in the same place as last night, and it didn't move.

Chu Hui's heart jumped, and she reacted to what that awkward thing was just now, and her face suddenly became hot......