The stove in the small kitchen in Fengzhu Villa was burned until the lamp was turned off.

Squirrel osmanthus fish, sweet and sour pork ribs, glutinous rice lotus root clips, braised pork, fried prawns in sauce, barbecued pork in honey sauce, crispy lemon chicken, baked pumpkin with egg yolk, stir-fried yam, braised winter bamboo shoots with shiitake mushrooms, vinegared cabbage, pot collapsed tofu, twelve dishes are sent to the table one by one.

Jiang Fenghao couldn't see He Xiaoqiao sweating like rain in the kitchen, and after persuading him a few times to no avail, he simply carried the person away, and Cailian immediately took over the work of the spoon with interest, just waiting for the remaining dishes to come out of the pot and serve them to the house.

In the room, Liu Yidao was an elder who had already stroked his beard and sat on the chair, and the uninvited steward Liao was talking to him beside him, and sometimes when it came to a happy place, the two people who were almost a hundred years old laughed like children, and their laughter could be heard from afar.

There is a table in the Fengzhu Elegant Garden, in addition to Jiang Fenghao, Liu Yidao, and Liao Steward, there is also Hong Fangbai, who has long stopped treating himself as an outsider, and Leng Qianshan, who was forced to come over to make up the numbers.

There was also a table in the other room, which He Xiaoqiao specially thanked the secret guards who followed Jiang Fenghao out.

Because Jiang Fenghao was so stingy that he was only willing to take out a jar of wine, the secret guard could only give green plum wine, but everyone was already very satisfied, the food was delicious and the wine was delicious, and everyone was satisfied with one meal.

When the wine was hot, He Xiaoqiao finally remembered that there was such a number one person as Lu Ziqi, and he didn't see anyone left and right, so he couldn't help but turn to look at Jiang Fenghao curiously, "What about Senior Brother?" Didn't you come back with you? ”

"He has other things to do, and he won't be back for a while." Jiang Fenghao responded casually, picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in her bowl, knowing that she was stir-frying the vegetables so sour, he removed the shell of the shrimp and handed it to her, while urging, "The dishes are going to be cold, hurry up and eat." ”

He Xiaoqiao drank several glasses of wine earlier, and now her mind is chaotic, since Jiang Fenghao said so, she has no interest in asking, and continues to eat and drink.

The meal lasted nearly two hours.

Probably because he was too happy to see Jiang Fenghao return safely, He Xiaoqiao let himself drink high for the first time.

Fortunately, she didn't go crazy and do anything rude, but she leaned on Jiang Fenghao's shoulder without any image, her eyes closed and motionless, her face was as red as Guan Gong, and even the breath she exhaled had a strong smell of wine.

Cai Lian and Suo'er took some lemon ginger tea from the kitchen and came over for everyone to get tired of, Liu Yidao and several people knew each other after drinking it and said goodbye one by one, and Hong Fang, who was still cooking rice with the sauce of braised pork, was also confused and was forced away by Bai Shou and Leng Qianshan alone.

A few maids from the outside came to help clean up the tabletop, and Cailian and Suo'er had already been very eye-catching and sent hot water and clean handkerchiefs for washing to the inner room.

Jiang Fenghao took He Xiaoqiao, who was holding him and refused to let go, back behind the screen, and let her sit on the bed with her arms in her arms, while soaking the handkerchief in hot water with a calm expression, wringing it out and wiping her face awkwardly.

He Xiaoqiao opened his misty eyes and glanced at him, probably thinking that he had not recognized the wrong person, and buried his face in his shoulder socket with peace of mind, humming twice in his mouth, arching like an animal cub.

"Lady," Jiang Fenghao pulled her face back with a smile and asked her to sit obediently and not move, "Good, wipe your face first and then sleep." ”

“…… Good. ”

The drunk He Xiaoqiao is quite supple, he doesn't have the fierce appearance on weekdays, just like an insecure child, except for refusing to let go of his arm, other things are easy to discuss, Jiang Fenghao will do whatever she says, there is no second word at all.

Jiang Fenghao was very surprised and secretly happy.

After wiping her face and hands for her clumsily but carefully, Jiang Fenghao finally coaxed He Xiaoqiao to sit still obediently, and reached out to take off her coat.

As a noble prince whose status is second only to the emperor of Dayan, not only does he feel that this kind of thing is not inappropriate, but he is more meticulous and dedicated, if his current appearance of a 'loving husband' is seen by others, it is estimated that the eyes and jaws of the whole world will be shocked.

"Jiang Fenghao," He Xiaoqiao, who had not made a sound since entering the room, suddenly spoke, tilting his head and reaching out to touch his fair and clean side face with a puzzled look, "Why don't you have a beard?" ”

Beard?

When Jiang Fenghao heard this, he raised a sword eyebrow, simply pulled over a stool and sat opposite her, and put the big palm of the pu fan on the back of her hand with some amusement, "Why do I have a beard?" ”

He Xiaoqiao straightened his back, pouted and replied seriously, "Men can grow beards, but father-in-law doesn't." ”

The corners of Jiang Fenghao's mouth, who was almost classified as 'father-in-law', twitched, grabbed her hand and touched her chin, trying to brainwash her, "You see, a husband also has a beard. ”

He still had a big stubble on his face when he was on the road overnight, but he had shaved it all before entering the house, who would have thought that she would want to see him grow a beard? I knew that he would keep it in the house for her to see and shave.

"It seems that there is really a ......" He Xiaoqiao blinked his eyes that seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and tried to lean forward, a pair of small hands were busy touching and pinching his face, as if he was playing with a very interesting toy.

Her eyes were misty in the flickering candlelight, and her round little face was flushed, like a ripe apple, which made people want to take a bite - in fact, Jiang Fenghao had already done so.

"Why are you biting me?" He Xiaoqiao, whose IQ has seriously declined, covered his face stupidly, looking extremely naïve.

I have never had He Xiaoqiao so fun after being drunk, Jiang Fenghao snickered in his heart, threw off his shoes and climbed the mountain bed, hugged her in his arms as a matter of course, and hummed seriously, "Because you are my lady, I can bite you as much as I want." ”

He Xiaoqiao frowned, and his mind was already confused, but he vaguely remembered to protect his rights and interests, "If you bite me, then I will bite you too." "You can't lose without losing.

Just thinking about this in his heart, his brain was already quick to command Jiang Feng Haojun's face with both hands, and raised his head to gnaw at his face.

However, because his drunken eyes were hazy, his head was not enough, and he was about to bite the dimples on his face, but he deviated seriously from the course and bit him on the nose.

Fortunately, Jiang Fenghao saw that this was not right, and hurriedly turned his head sideways to dodge, otherwise there would be less meat on the tip of his nose at this time.

He Xiaoqiao chased after him relentlessly to take a bite and come back to flatten it, there was no reason to talk to the drunk, in order to keep his handsome face, Jiang Fenghao had to start first, and the anti-guest reached out and pressed the back of her head to press her towards himself, bowed his head and 'bite' her pink red lips heavily, tossing and sucking as much as he could, until she kissed her dizzy and had no strength to think about anything else.

Seeing that she was finally quiet, Jiang Fenghao only felt that his tense nerves were relaxed, and a satisfied smile appeared on Jun's face, and he just wanted to rush into Huanglong's big attack, but he heard He Xiaoqiao bury his head on his shoulder, and muttered to himself, "...... I'm so afraid that you won't come back, Jiang Fenghao, it's good if you come back, it's good to come back...... Don't leave me behind......"

As he spoke, tears slowly rolled down his cheeks.

"Lady ......"

Jiang Fenghao was shocked, and the tears that fell on his shoulders melted into his skin like a hot iron at all, setting off a monstrous wave in his heart.