Warm under the covers.

Jiang Ping'an was like a storm, and Qin Huairu was out of breath.

The high-intensity impact also made her feel incomparable pleasure and indulge in it.

Suddenly, the two hugged each other tightly, as if time had paused.

After a while, Qin Huairu gently lifted the quilt, blushed, and sighed with satisfaction.

"My mother-in-law knows I'm here for you." Qin Huairu said softly.

"She knows that it won't be bad, but she'll help us cover up."

Jiang Ping'an was condescending, looked at her face, and chuckled:

"You get along well with her, and you can talk to her about this kind of thing."

Qin Huairu stretched out his white jade-like arm, hugged Jiang Ping'an's neck, asked him to get closer, and said with a light smile:

"When Dongxu was here, she was very critical of me, but when Dongxu was gone, she was kind to me."

"You don't know, on the day Dong Xu died, she had a heart-to-heart conversation with me."

"She also said bluntly, she allowed me to find a man secretly, but she didn't allow me to remarry, for fear that I would take the stick terrier away."

Jiang Ping'an suddenly trembled again, squinted his eyes for a moment, exhaled, and said with a smile:

"It's been a pretty fast time, it's been a long time since we got better in the countryside last year."

Qin Huairu bowed her head lightly, and said with a smile: "It's not, now that I think about it, I was quite confused at that time."

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Then he gently pushed Jiang Ping'an and whispered, "Go out, it's a little much."

Jiang Ping'an nodded, slowly withdrew, turned over and lay down, and handed over the towel next to him.

"This towel is used, remember to wash it and dry it before you leave!" Jiang Ping'an advised.

Qin Huairu nodded in response, "Well, I know. By the way, is this towel for washing your face or for wiping your feet?"

"Don't worry about it so much, it must be clean, you just work." Jiang Ping'an said with a smile.

Qin Huairu took it and smelled it, there was a fresh breath after the sun on it, and she put her mind at ease.

Jiang Ping'an looked amused and asked, "Why are you okay to smell it?"

"Uh, I sniffed it subconsciously, hehe, I didn't think much of it."

Qin Huairu said embarrassedly, and then took the towel to the quilt and put it on.

Jiang Ping'an smiled evilly and asked, "Aren't you afraid that this has also been used by others?"

"Huh? Wouldn't it?" Qin Huairu was startled, and was stunned for a moment.

"Don't be in a daze, hurry up and rest, we must go back before noon." Jiang Ping'an said.

Qin Huairu came back to his senses, slowly lay down in his arms, and muttered:

"I've already used it anyway, so there's really nothing to worry about, as long as it's cleaned."

Jiang Ping'an smiled and asked, "You're not at home, what should I do if Huaihua is hungry?"

"Well, I squeezed some and put them at home, and she can eat Mihu Lake too." Qin Huairu blushed and said.

Then he glanced at Jiang Ping'an again and said, "You're embarrassed."

"I used to grab small food, but now I grab locust flowers to eat."

"You have to be nice to them in the future, who told you to take their food?" ….

Jiang Ping'an smiled, lowered his head and pressed her lamp, and said suspiciously:

"Anyway, you've given birth to three children, why hasn't this changed color?"

"Yo, you know a lot!" Qin Huairu said with a smile.

"I don't know what's going on, it just doesn't change color, it's always been like this."

"Maybe it has something to do with my physique, after I gave birth, I recovered quite quickly."

Jiang Ping'an nodded and said, "No wonder you dared to go out to wash the dishes when you were born and were still in confinement in the winter."

"That's different, my mother-in-law drove me there, you think I want to

Huh?" Qin Huairu shook his head and said.

"You don't know, I hated my mother-in-law to death at that time, but I didn't dare to show it."

"I'm a rural girl, and it's a great blessing to be able to marry in the city."

"Even if my mother-in-law and Dongxu are harsh on me, I have to put up with it."

"Well, now that I'm gone, I've become the pillar of the family, but I'm free."

Jiang Ping'an held her face and smiled, "You underestimate yourself too much."

"With your appearance, one of the men in the courtyard counts as one, and they all covet you to death."

Qin Huairu pursed her lips and smiled, she didn't deny this, and she understood it in her heart.

When I didn't marry in the city before, I wanted to enter the city, so I didn't have to choose.

Later, after entering the city, she also found that her charm was indeed attractive enough.

Sometimes she even thinks that if she is not in a hurry to marry Jia Dongxu at that time, she may be able to marry a better one.

But when she had a terrier, she didn't think about it.

"It's strange to say, we are so close to each other in the countryside, we have known each other since we were children, but we rarely do it."

Qin Huairu sighed lightly and said in a low voice.

"On the contrary, it's Jingru, she and you are really childhood sweethearts, and they have grown up together."

Jiang Ping'an smiled and said, "Maybe it's fate!"

It was the original owner's pot, and it was not in his hands.

He has to come over early, Qin Huairu, this woman, definitely doesn't have Jia Dongxu's share.

Until now, he still feels that Qin Huairu in one hand is the most fragrant Qin Huairu.

And this woman, like Qin Jingru, listens to men and is diligent and thrifty.

With Jiang Ping'an's prime minister's temperament, even if he marries Qin Huairu, his family house can still be safe and stable.

Of course, all this is hypothetical, and it is useless to say more.

The two were talking, and after resting for a while, Qin Huairu suddenly turned over and looked at him meaningfully.

"What's wrong? Are you going to rebel?" Jiang Ping'an scolded with a smile.

Qin Huairu pulled her hair behind her back, revealing her delicate face, and pursed her lips and smiled:

"If you bully me often, don't you be presumptuous once in a while?"

Jiang Ping'an smiled, put his hands on the back of his head, looked at her and said:

"Yes, it seems that you still feel wronged, so I'll let you go back today."

Qin Huairu covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes were like silk.

Then he took the towel away, put it aside, took Jiang Ping'an for a moment, and sat down.

After a while, the two of them were like stone mills on top and bottom stone plates, inlaid together, tightly sealed, and gently grinded.

Qin Huairu gradually retracted her smile, her cheeks flushed, and she squinted, silently feeling the subtlety in it.

Jiang Ping'an watched her headlights dangling around, feasting his eyes, and couldn't help but play with it, and couldn't put it down.

The current Qin Huairu, because there is no shortage of food, is more rich and charming than before.

After a while, Qin Huairu said, "I admit it, it's still not as good as you."

Accustomed to Jiang Ping'an's rhythm, she herself was too gentle and felt very uncomfortable.

"Haha, I thought you were so good! Is this a towel?" Jiang Ping'an laughed.

Qin Huairu glanced at him, blushed, and said amorously, "Don't look at my jokes!"

Jiang Ping'an smiled, put her down, turned over on the horse, and said:

"Okay, don't look at your jokes, it's at my pace!"

Prime Minister Cao Cheng