The candle shadow is red, half-light and half-dark, which can best look beautiful and delicate.

Zhou Ziyu looked at Zhang Jinyu's eyes: "Jin'er, you are so beautiful!" ”

Zhang Jinwen subconsciously remembered the big white face in the mirror, and was a little shy: "Today I painted like a happy bait." ”

Zhou Ziyu laughed: "It just so happens that I'm hungry!" ”

As he spoke, he bowed his head and was about to gnaw.

Zhang Jinwen hurriedly raised her hand to stop: "Wait for me to wash it off!" ”

If you don't wash it, you will definitely be able to rub Zhou Ziyu's face white.

Zhou Ziyu: "Ask the maid to come in to help you?" ”

Zhang Jinwen waved her hand: "Qingmei won't, this hair was combed for me by the female official in the palace, I looked at the comb, or I will dismantle it myself." ”

At this time, she didn't want anyone to come in, and this was her moment.

Zhou Ziyu understood: "I'll help you." ”

Half-grabbed and half-pushed, helped Zhang Jinwen to sit down in front of the dresser, took out the bronze mirror and placed it, stood behind Zhang Jin'an, and began to pull out the hairpin.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the bridal hairstyle, which the female official had painstakingly combed for two hours, was disassembled into a handful of green silk.

On the countertop of the dresser, large and small gold and silver hair ornaments, jewelry, hairpins and wigs and buns are actually piled up on the countertop.

Zhou Ziyu was amazed: "This is similar to my armor!" ”

Zhang Jinwen sneered, marriage is not a woman's battlefield: "Fortunately, it's this time in my life." ”

Zhou Ziyu shook his head: "That's not all." ”

Zhang Jinwen turned her head suddenly, tilted her face, widened her eyes, pursed her lips, and looked nervous.

Zhou Ziyu explained with a smile: "I have seen my mother enter the palace to participate in the palace banquet, and she is also dressed very grandly. In the future, I have made war merits and begged for your fate, and you will also have the opportunity to enter the palace to participate in the palace banquet, and it is always necessary to dress up. ”

Zhang Jinwen's shoulders drooped, lowered her head, and smiled secretly: "I'll go clean my face." ”

As everyone knows, her little expression was clearly seen by Zhou Ziyu from the shadow in the mirror.

Zhang Jinwen walked to the corner of the room and scooped half a basin of water. As soon as she bent down, her long hair fell down, and her wide, wide-sleeved robe slipped down, so that she was so scrambling that she pulled her sleeves and didn't care about her hair, and almost knocked the basin to the ground.

Zhou Ziyu's eyes were quick, and he stepped over with an arrow step, holding the basin with one hand and Zhang Jinwen with the other, but there were still water droplets splashing out, wetting the dress.

In the end, it was Zhou Ziyu who helped to grab the long hair, Zhang Jinwen removed the robe and skirt, twisted the hand towel, and was just about to wipe her face, thinking that Zhou Ziyu hadn't washed it yet, so she simply wiped Zhou Ziyu's face first, and then she washed her face with confidence.

Zhang Jinwen, who had lost the fat powder, removed the cumbersome dress and brocade robe, and regained her relaxed and refreshing appearance, smiled: "You can eat some food and soup." ”

Zhang Jinwen sat down at the table and prepared to eat.

The meal on the table, which was originally two hot dishes and two cold dishes, is now four cold dishes, and only the kettle on the charcoal stove is hot.

I saw Zhou Ziyu miraculously take out a box of snacks and a bag of tea from the cabinet: "Jin'er, you make a pot of tea, and I will let people go to the kitchen to serve hot meals and hot dishes." ”

It has been an empty stomach for a long time, and cold rice and cold dishes are really not suitable for consumption.

Besides, it is not a good sign for newlyweds to eat cold food.

Zhang Jinwen opened the tea bag, opened the lid of the snack box, and smiled in surprise: "The new osmanthus cake? ”

The white and delicate rice cakes, embedded with tender yellow osmanthus petals, are fragrant and appetizing.

There is also tea, which is the black tea of Yunzhou.

Her dowry box hasn't been opened yet, and she hasn't seen Aunt Zhang and them, how can there be food in the Xinglin Pavilion here?

Zhou Ziyu smiled: "Aunt Zhang asked Senior Brother Zhuxin to send it over, I'm afraid I'm hungry for you." ”

walked to the door, coughed lightly, and a mother-in-law stepped forward: "Eldest son, what are your orders?" ”

Zhou Ziyu saw that this mother-in-law was habitually waiting in Mrs. Zhou's courtyard, so she paused slightly, and then ordered: "You take the Qingmei girl to serve some hot meals." ”

The mother-in-law was stunned for a moment, and said with a smiling face: "Just go to the slave and maid." ”

Zhou Ziyu turned his head and shouted into the shadows of the trees: "Qingmei, go quickly." ”

Qingmei answered, jumped out of the shadows, and stood in front of her mother-in-law. The woman had no choice but to turn around and lead the way.

Soon, Ome brought four hot dishes and two bowls of noodles from the kitchen.

Zhou Ziyu closed the door and sat down to pick up vegetables for Zhang Jinyu: "Feel free to eat something, it can't compare to the taste of Xinglin Pavilion, but it is also what I have been used to eating since I was a child." ”

This is the first meal I have eaten when I married into the Zhou family.

Little couple, you give me vegetables, I feed you noodles, love and sweetness.

After eating and drinking, Zhou Ziyu's forehead also had a thin layer of sweat, stood up to fetch water, twisted a hand towel to wipe Zhang Jinyu's hands and face, untied his underwear again, twisted the hand towel again, wiped his head and face and stretched out to his back to wipe the sweat.

Zhang Jinwen stood up and took the handkerchief: "I'll come." ”

Just about to wipe it, he suddenly remembered the stuffy stick in the yard in the evening: "Brother Yu, did they hit hard today?" Does it hurt in you? ”

Zhou Ziyu smiled: "It doesn't hurt." ”

Zhang Jin's wife bared her teeth: "But, I didn't hear that voice right, do you still have the ointment I gave?" The medicines I brought are all in the box. ”

Zhou Ziyu nodded: "Yes, in the dark compartment in the cabinet." ”

He sat still, waiting for Zhang Jinwen to look for him in the cabinet, he wanted her to quickly familiarize herself with his life and environment.

Zhang Jinwen turned out the porcelain vase in the cabinet and walked over to remove Zhou Ziyu's underwear, revealing her sturdy upper body.

The body is very clean, there are no traces of sticks, there are a few dark red marks, which are also left during the attack on Los Angeles, no need to apply ointment, and it can be dispersed in a few days.

Zhang Jinwen habitually looked carefully, her fingers gently touched Zhou Ziyu's skin, and she muttered: "It's okay here, it's good here, by the way, the knife wound on your arm is healed, right?" Will it still hurt? ”

Zhou Ziyu was caressed by Zhang Jinyu, accompanied by soft words, and couldn't help but stretch his muscles, and his breathing became heavy: "It hurts!" ”

Zhang Jinwen was shocked, grabbed Zhou Ziyu's arm and pressed it hard: "It seems that I didn't hurt my bones last time, why does it still hurt?" ”

Zhou Ziyu stood up, pulled Zhang Jinwen into his arms, and pressed it hard, so that the two of them were close to each other: "It hurts here!" ”

He was so hot by Zhang Jinwen's body fragrance that he couldn't help it.

Zhang Jinwen felt the changes in Zhou Ziyu's body, put her face on his chest, listened to his fast heartbeat like a drum, reached out to hug Zhou Ziyu's waist, and smiled: "I can't help this, there is no ointment." ”

Zhou Ziyu lowered his head and kissed the top of Zhang Jinwen's head, bent down, picked up Zhang Jinwen, and strode to the bed.

He quickly removed the last shield on the two of them, hugged the beauty with one hand, ripped off the hook on the bed curtain with the other, and before falling into the brocade quilt, he held Zhang Jin's earlobe and whispered: "You are my ointment." ”

(To create a river crab society, please run your own brain, and the author will run away with an ellipsis pot lid...... ）

(Hint: the battle is fierce and the physical strength is not equal...... ）