The aggrief between Wan Wan and Feng Qingcheng was naturally aware of the problem. But she felt that what the adults in their family did made sense.

The warbler did the needlework for a while, and then put the needlework basket away. I got up and took a few spices from the spice cabinet, took out the tools, opened the door and went to the bathroom. I'm going to reconcoct the smell of the goat's milk bath.

A change of spices must also make her adults change their mood. She can't help anything with a girl, what she can do is to use some heart from these small things, so as to teach adults to feel better.

Shortly after she left the room, the Silver Sparrow also left the house. She first tiptoed around the bath room, then went to the kitchen, instructed the spatula to cook sea cucumber mutton soup at night, and then grabbed a handful of small dried fish and went back to the house while eating.

Silver Sparrow placed the small dried fish on the cupboard. While eating, he moved slowly, carefully making the bottles and cans on the cabinet into a messy appearance. Finally, she clapped her hands and opened the back window of the house.

Looking at the bottles and cans she had placed again, she sprinkled some small dried fish on the ground again. Only then did he leave the house with a happy face.

The golden warbler was stuffy in the bath all day. Patiently proportioning spices, boiling goat's milk, and finally making the soup, Wan Wan has already come back. After Wan Wan used the evening food, the temperature of the bath soup was just right for bathing after a while.

The taste of the new spices really made Wan Wan change her mood. She nestled in the bathtub, her muscles and bones were relaxed by this bathing soup, and the aroma surging in the water vapor room was fresh and pleasant, and she couldn't feel anything else at the moment except for comfort.

Jin Ying moved a square stool and placed it on the edge of the bathtub, holding a thick, absorbent cotton towel and wiping Wan Wan's hair carefully and gently. The master and servant chatted without a word.

Halfway through the wipe, I heard the silver finch say anxiously outside: "Jin Ying, a big cat ran into the house at some point, and made a mess of you. Come and see what's broken and what's missing. ”

Although there are some cats in the house, none of them have ever entered Qiao Zhai. Wan Wan was a little puzzled, but when she saw Jin Ying's anxious little face, she said, "Let's go and have a look." ”

Those things were all made by Jin Ying for Wan Wan, and it took a lot of hard work. She was anxious. But things made for adults are naturally important to adults. Jin Ying said: "The slave maid will go and see it for a while." ”

Wan Wan smiled: "Go ahead." I'll just ask the silver sparrow to come in and serve. ”

When Jin Ying heard this, she got up, and Fu Shen answered "yes", and then walked quickly around the screen, opened a crack in the door, and went out.

The crack in the door had not closed, and almost immediately the silver finch had come in from the outside. She bolted the door again. Then he went around the screen and blessed Wan Wan, and with his eyes swept in the room, he cleverly picked up the cotton towel that Jin Ying had just put down, and sat on the square stool to wipe Wan Wan's hair.

After wiping it, she took the comb again, and slowly combed Wan Wan's thick long hair little by little. Once you've brushed up, it's time to take a bath.

Yinque came over with a cotton towel and clothes, and wanted to wait for Wan Wan to get up and get dressed, but Wan Wan drove her outside the screen.

The silver finch stood obediently outside the screen, very dumbfounded. If she didn't need to serve her clothes, then she didn't do all this work in vain?

The silver finch rubbed the corners of his clothes and was very depressed. When Wan Wan got dressed and walked out, Yinque seized the last opportunity without giving up, and said with a smile: "Madame ties her clothes like this, if you press it, you will feel a little embarrassed." Why don't you let the slave re-tie it to you? ”

Wan Wan looked down. Not to mention that it was okay, she herself felt that the knots were a little big, so she nodded and called the silver finch to come over and help her retie them.

Yinque loosened the knots, first rearranged the dress on Li Wanwan's body, and then gently and dexterously retied those belts.

Wan Wan looked at the knot tied by the silver finch as smooth and beautiful, and said, "Ming'er, you teach me." ”

Yinque took a cloak and put it on Wanwan, and replied with a smile: "The slave and maid are cheeky and be a lady, which is to praise the slave and maid for their skill." ”

With that, she opened the door and helped Wan Wan out. Wan Wan was not used to being served like this, so she asked Yinque to rest by herself. Yinquefu answered "yes", but did not return to the house, but ran to the bamboo forest to take care of the chicks.

The silver finch is only a little older than the golden warbler, but it knows a lot about men and women. In her opinion, Master Hou and Mrs. are obviously making some awkward trouble. Neither of them bowed their heads.

Husband and wife, there is something that can't be solved between the head of the bed and the end of the bed. Men, where are there colorless eyes?

The silver finch held the rice bowl and threw a handful of rice grains into the bamboo basket. But the attention was all on the window of the main house.

After Wan Wan entered the house, Feng Qingcheng took the book and leaned on the beauty couch like Su Ri and watched. She closed the door, untied her cloak, put it on the hanger behind the screen, and walked to the bed.

Feng Qingcheng smelled a strange fragrance that seemed to be there, so he raised his head and looked at Wan Wan. At this glance, his face was slightly red.

The dress on her body is a daily wear, but this day is a little different. He could faintly see her two beautiful collarbones, and could even confirm that there were no cloth bands between them and her shirt.

The clothes are still the same clothes, but the fabric of the clothes today is extraordinarily suitable. Between her movements, some beautiful lines appeared.

Feng Qingcheng parted his eyes and passed. I lowered my head and continued to read, but I couldn't read a word anyway. The sea cucumber and mutton soup he ate at night already made him feel a little dry, and it became more and more dry at the moment.

A strange and familiar scent wafted to his nose from time to time, and when he tried to tell what kind of aroma it was, the smell dissipated again. After a while, it was hazy and lingering. The ones I just saw were dangling in my mind from time to time.

The candle flame burned smoothly in the windless room, and the flame jumped upwards from time to time.

Suddenly, he put the scroll down, turned his head, and walked towards the bed.

When I got closer, I found that Wan Wan was already asleep. She casually pulled a quilt corner to cover her belly, stretched her limbs, and her sleeping face was full of frank and upright posture. There was never the slightest temptation.

Feng Qingcheng stopped. Just stood in front of the bed and looked at her. After a long time, he bent down to cover her with the quilt, and then reached over and touched her hair with a very light force.

Soon he realized that something was wrong, and immediately withdrew his hand and put the two brocade tents on the bed. Then he turned off the brightest lights and returned to the beauty couch.

In the courtyard outside the house, the silver sparrow stared blankly at the window of the main house. The rice under his hand was thrown into the bamboo basket one by one. She thought: This Hou Ye's eyes should not have grown on the top of his head.

Her hand scratched at the empty bowl a few times, and finally realized that something was wrong. I took a look at the bamboo basket by the light in the bamboo forest, and hurriedly grabbed the rice at the bottom of the basket again. For a while, I didn't have time to worry about the aesthetic problems of Fengqing City.