Tang Jue's trance was only instantaneous, and soon his eyes regained their charm. Looking at Tang Rou, who greeted him tactfully, his heart was also warm.

He remembered that he once inadvertently mentioned to Tang Rou that the current women's clothes were too open and unorthodox. At that time, he just sighed unintentionally, but he didn't expect Tang Rou to remember it in his heart.

The destruction of culture by the end of the world is very serious, and it is really difficult to reproduce the clothes and etiquette of the Ming Dynasty. Of course, for the Tang family, it is not a difficult matter. But Tang Rou will definitely not rely too much on the strength of others to accomplish it, so there will be less sincerity. And if he used the power of others, how could he not let Tang Jue know?

A girl is willing to do these seemingly meaningless things for a man, and although this thing consumes her mental energy, at most she can only make a man laugh, that surface her heart is really full of this man, all her thoughts are born for this man, all her mental strength, all for this man.

Tang Jue hugged his fist and waved it slightly at Tang Rou, and he paid all the courtesies, which was also a response to Tang Rou, and even more grateful to Tang Rou.

Don Kede twisted his beard and smiled, and hurriedly tiptoed to flash people, so as not to spoil the atmosphere.

When he walked out of the moon gate, Don Kede suddenly thought of something, and unconsciously pulled off a few whiskers with a force in his hand, but he was not in the mood to think about whether it hurt or not.

First there was Sun Xiaomei, then Tan Guanyue, and now there is Tang Rou - Tang Kede's lips trembled, what if the master chooses Tang Rou?

He wanted to go back and see how things were going, but how could he dare to watch it? Don Kede decided to stay away. He wasn't qualified to take care of his master's private affairs.

It's just that Tang Jue and Tang Rou didn't do what Tang Kede thought, but instead talked about the customs and customs of the Ming Dynasty.

"Master, I wear makeup like this, and I practice Ming etiquette, am I just like a woman in the Ming Dynasty?" Tang Rou asked Tang Jue with a smile, and when she smiled, her cherry lips opened slightly, revealing a row of silver teeth and jade teeth that looked neatly like pomegranate boys.

"Huh. It's more like it when you're not smiling. You can't show your teeth when you smile, that's the rule. Tang Rou rarely laughed, but in an instant, Tang Rou's eyes were dripping.

"People are not everyone's girlfriends. It's just a little girl......" Tang Rou wrinkled her little nose, and it was also rare to be coquettish with Tang Jue, but it was a thousand charms and charms.

Tang Rou had already prepared the bath water for Tang Jue. The water temperature in the large wooden barrel of incense was neither lukewarm nor hot, and the medicinal materials that Tang Jue had explained before were also placed, which could eliminate fatigue for Tang Jue's solid Peiyuan.

Tang Rou waited and took off his clothes, Tang Jue immersed his body in warm water, and suddenly the medicinal power of yin and yang began to wash his body, and every pore breathed like a small mouth, expelling the dregs and impurities in his body, and absorbing the medicinal power of nourishing and conditioning.

If you are an ordinary person, you will be soaked in this potion, and after taking a bath, I am afraid that the basin of water will be filthy and foul. But Tang Jue has been soaking like this for a long time. Moreover, his body has been purified countless times, and at this time, only a little impurity is discharged, and the water is still clear.

Tang Jue closed his eyes to recuperate, and at this time, a pair of soft, warm little hands slowly touched him from behind him. Don didn't make any moves, at the beginning. Not to mention touching his body, even entering a safe distance will attract a thunderous attack from Tang Jue, which has already formed a conditioned reflex.

But now, Tang Rou is already very familiar with Tang Jue, familiar with people, and even more familiar with his body. The touch brought by those little hands, you don't need to look at it, Tang Jue knows that it is Tang Rou. So he wouldn't react much, because he knew that Tang Rou was here to massage him.

It's just that Tang Jue was a little surprised that Tang Rou would take off her clothes and go into a big wooden barrel to bathe with Tang Jue before, but this time she was a little abnormal and massaged him outside. ...,

However, Tang Jue didn't say anything, he still closed his eyes, enjoying this rare tranquility and comfort.

In fact, Tang Jue was very tired, every time he went out, whether it was smooth or not, he had experienced a desperate battle. He was only twenty-four years old, but the pressure he was under far exceeded the load of young people.

up, and spiritually. No matter who it is, I'm just afraid of being embarrassed. Even Tang Kede and Tang Fengyi, who have been scheming for power since childhood, are all anxious, not to mention that he is ruthless.

Tang Jue closed her eyes, feeling that the soft little hands were now kneading on her shoulders, the force was neither light nor heavy, and the position was impartial, she was already familiar with Tang Jue's body. can always easily find the position where Tang Jue wants her to knead the most, as if she knows where to scratch twice without you saying where you itch, this tacit sense of heart-to-heart connection makes people's hearts feel more considerate.

After pressing on the shoulders, the little hands paused slightly, as if they were hesitating where to massage next. Tang Jue still didn't speak, and his head was hesitant with those small hands.

These little hands quickly regained their naturalness and rhythm, gently stretched, the palm of her hand covered the top of Tang Jue's head, her ten jade fingers stood up, and gently massaged the acupuncture points on the top of Tang Jue's head with soft fingers, making Tang Jue's entire scalp crispy and numb, relaxed and comfortable, dispelling fatigue and making Tang Jue feel a little like wanting to fall asleep.

But no one saw that although Tang Rou's fingers were very gentle at this moment, she seemed to pour all her feelings. But her eyes were cold and merciless, like a killer who killed to the point of numbness, and like a marionette who had lost her soul.

When he felt that Tang Jue's body was completely relaxed, the ring on Tang Rou's finger suddenly popped out a long steel needle silently.

The little finger of her left hand and the index finger of her right hand each wore a silver ring, and the ring was originally inlaid with platinum bauhinia flowers, but at this moment, the steel needle that popped out of the petals was glowing with cold light, obviously extremely sharp.

And the tip of the steel needle still has a faint blue, which is actually quenched poison. No one would have thought that this pair of beautiful and delicate rings would turn out to be deadly weapons.

When Tang Rou's ten fingers gently combed Tang Jue's hair from front to back twice, and returned to the top of Tang Jue's head again, the little hands came to the sides gently, and first used her middle finger to determine the exact position of Tang Jue's temples on both sides, but when she pressed it again, her fingers curled, and two sharp steel needles slowly pierced towards Tang Jue's temples.

And Tang Jue didn't realize it, still sitting quietly in the water, waiting for Tang Rou to massage his temples. (Your support is my biggest motivation.) )