He Xiaoqiao discussed with Jiang Fenghao with great interest how to experiment with Jiang Mufeng's guinea pig in the middle of the night, and after getting the full support of his father-in-law and sorting out a rough plan, he fell asleep satisfied.

Jiang Fenghao waited for her to fall asleep, got up lightly, put on and ran out to go out. Before leaving, he saw a brand-new blue booklet on the table, so he picked it up and flipped through it.

After quickly going through the contents inside, Jiang Fenghao couldn't help but smile, looked back at He Xiaoqiao who was asleep, his fingers stroked the ink that had dried, and the first time they met seemed to appear in front of him, He Xiaoqiao, who was wrapped in a blue handkerchief on his head, looked condescendingly at him who was fainting from hunger with a basket on his back, tilting his head and looking vigilant and uncontrollable curiosity, like those little deer jumping off in the forest.

In order to get rid of him, she even pierced him all over the head and face with those densely spiked chestnut shells in the back basket.

Thinking about it now, I can still vaguely feel the sensation of being smashed into the face and scratching the skin by a large number of spikes, which is really disfiguring and earth-shattering—although before that, he has been catalyzed into a pig's head by the toxin in his body, and his disfigurement is completely disfigured.

Put the notebook back on the table and set it up as it is, Jiang Fenghao turned his head and looked at the little wife who was snoring quietly while holding the quilt, dimmed the candle flame a little, and walked out lightly by covering the door.

The next morning, He Xiaoqiao slept again until the sun was three poles and woke up naturally.

After breakfast, he sat in the shade of the tree in the yard, searched his stomach and thought about the story for a while, and when Aunt Musan, who had not seen her for a long time, came to the house, she immediately dropped her pen and learned embroidery with her with great interest, and prepared to make a few clothes for the unborn child in her belly...... Even if she is not a good worker, it is still possible to get a few pieces of parquet personality diapers out.

The palace is full of green trees, and it is most refreshing to hide under the shade of the trees and ride the wind in summer.

He Xiaoqiao held a needle and thread in one hand, a round bandage in the other, and a soft muslin cloth was supported in the middle, and now she was lowering her head, and she was seriously trying to embroider a little yellow duck on it.

Today, she was dressed in a light plain green dress, with black hair on one side and a loose bun, with nothing but a small coral bead on it, but on the other side of the slightly flat hair, there was a small crown flower with a brilliant bloom, and the rest of the hair was tied with a string and hung down on both sides of the shoulders.

Although it does not have the dignified appearance that a woman should have, she looks young and vigorous, full of vitality with a little imperceptible tranquility.

She has always lived casually, even if she is already a woman, she rarely combs her women's hair, usually how happy she comes, and the most important thing is to be comfortable.

Jiang Fenghao never restrained her, let alone insisted that she had to change into an old-fashioned bun, just as she was happy.

He Xiaoqiao was very satisfied with his performance on the road.

Jiang Fenghao returned to the mansion after the early dynasty, and saw that his daughter-in-law was holding a flower shelf and learning from a large group of women, remembering the miserable purse she had given herself, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

Shaking his head, he turned and left.

Ying Tong followed him, looked back at He Xiaoqiao, who hadn't found anything, and hurriedly followed Jiang Fenghao, "Lord Wang, don't you plan to go over and talk to the princess for a while?" ”

"It's rare that she's so interested, so the king won't bother." Walking slowly through the garden with his hands behind his back, Jiang Fenghao's footsteps did not stop, and his voice raised slightly, as if he was in a good mood, "Go and find the cold guards in our house, and say that this king is waiting for him in the school field." ”

"The little ones go right away." Knowing that he was looking for a sandbag to practice boxing activities, Ying Tong silently lit a row of wax in his heart for Leng Qianshan, who was selected in the finch screen, and then with a gloating smile, he went to find someone.

After a busy morning, he finally embroidered a stupid fat duck before lunch, He Xiaoqiao raised the flower shelf and looked at the sun several times, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.

So I was satisfied and ready to go back to cook to treat myself and the two babies in my belly, and take a nap by the way.

As soon as I got back to the house, I saw a figure swaying behind the screen, and in a short time, several men's clothes, which were obviously soaked with sweat, were thrown out of it, crumpled and hung on the chair, and half of them slipped to the ground.

Don't think about it, it must be Jiang Fenghao who will make a big noise and throw his clothes all over the world.

Sent Cailian to help her go outside to guard first, He Xiaoqiao walked over with his hand on his stomach, bent down with difficulty to pick up his clothes and put them away, and then panted slightly, and sat on the chair with his waist up, "It seems that you are in a good mood, and you actually have time to go to the school field to beat people - let's say, which unlucky ghost made you hit this time?" ”

"Who does the lady think can live with her husband now?" Jiang Fenghao asked rhetorically, with a lazy taste in his voice, he took off the middle coat attached to his body and threw it aside at will, and walked out of the screen.

The most attractive figure for men and women is the eight characters 'thin in clothes, fleshy in undressing', and Jiang Fenghao obviously belongs to this type.

Because he maintains high-intensity martial arts training every day, his figure has always been very good, not only his hands and feet are slender and powerful, but there is not even a trace of excess fat on his body, and he is completely a model of a hanger with wide shoulders and a narrow waist.

He had just had a hearty group fight, and now his bare bronzed skin was shining with toned luster because it was wet with sweat, and his eight graceful abs combined with the looming mermaid line that let his trouser pockets cover it was so sexy that it made people want to spray nosebleeds.

Even though the two have become relatives and even have children, every time he sees him walking around the room naked, He Xiaoqiao will reflexively reach out and pinch his nose, while swallowing saliva to prevent embarrassment.

It's terrible, if she continues like this, she will die of nosebleeds sooner or later.

"Except for you in our house, the highest kung fu is probably the cold guard, right?" Unconsciously stuffing his fingernails into his mouth and gnawing, He Xiaoqiao tilted his head sideways and tried to analyze, "Bai Shou is from the military, and it is estimated that he can barely block you from making a dozen moves if he is one-on-one, as for Hong Fang...... I think it's more likely that he was a human punching bag. "So thinking about it, the person named must be Leng Qianshan's mistake.

Jiang Fenghao didn't answer her directly, just walked in front of her with lazy hands on her chest, and saw her dodging back without a trace, a trace of narrowness flashed in her peach blossom eyes, and she couldn't help but reach out and lift up the little face she wanted to twist, bent down with a smile and looked at her closely, and was satisfied to see that He Xiaoqiao's white and tender face had two blush floating on it, and then he blinked, and put his other hand on her forehead, looking very puzzled, "Lady, why is your face so red all of a sudden?" Is it too hot today? ”

Expose your sister!

He Xiaoqiao rolled his eyes, and the shyness that suddenly rose disappeared without a trace in an instant, and he slapped his hand away angrily and pushed him away two steps, "Go away, go away, stink." I smelled of sweat, and I didn't know how to take a shower first. ”

"Go right away, go right away."

Jiang Fenghao laughed, lowered his head and quickly took a sip on He Xiaoqiao's face, and without waiting for her to come back to her senses, she turned around and continued to untie her clothes, and uncared about herself in front of her, and then walked into the bathroom of the cubicle with her bare butt very chic.

He Xiaoqiao was very virtuous and virtuous and picked up all the clothes he had dropped and put them aside, sat on the chair for a while, suddenly looked at the direction of the bathroom and smiled strangely, and walked in with his waist and big belly.

Jiang Fenghao had already soaked in the spacious bath, and at this moment he was standing with his back to the bamboo pipe that automatically dispensed water on the wall, the strong muscles on his back rose up, and the clear water droplets continued to slide down the texture of the muscles, and finally submerged into his waist. Her long, wet jet-black hair stuck to her back, and the ends were soaked under the water's surface, and the wisps were drifting like aquatic plants.

He Xiaoqiao walked slowly to the edge of the bath, chose a recliner and sat down, supported his chin with one hand, and his eyes narrowed slightly to enjoy the beautiful man bathing in front of him.

Tsk, it's really eye-catching.

Jiang Fenghao let her look at it indifferently, and after a while, he raised his hand to wipe the water droplets on his face and walked in front of her, and lazily hooked his finger at her, "Come here." ”

"What?"

"How about rubbing your husband's back?"

Back rubbing?! Isn't that the precursor to the legendary mandarin duck bath? Dwarf oil! What a great idea!

He Xiaoqiao's eyes lit up, and he imagined a certain fragrant scene in his mind, and he was seduced again without ambition, swallowed his saliva, and got up and stepped forward.

"Slow down, watch your step." Stretching out his arms across the pool, carefully helping her to sit down by the pool, Jiang Fenghao naturally took off his shoes and socks for He Xiaoqiao, and soaked the pair of small feet that were no bigger than his palms into the water, then turned around and turned his back to her, and one hand was gently resting on her bulging abdomen, feeling the various gestures like the presence of the two small shows inside, and there was always a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Ah, it's okay." He Xiaoqiao didn't do this once or twice, with a wave of his little hand, after sitting down, he skillfully touched a bath towel, smeared it with soap to make a foam, and diligently put both hands on his back and rubbed it vigorously.

Jiang Fenghao closed his eyes and happily enjoyed the rare service of his daughter-in-law.

"How? Are you comfortable? ”

"It's very comfortable." The husband immediately did not hesitate to give thirty-two likes as encouragement.

After receiving his affirmation, He Xiaoqiao smiled with his eyebrows, and carefully observed his expression while rubbing his back, as if to confirm the truth of his words.

But after all, he is not a professional, he was still working hard to focus on the work at hand at first, and after a while, he gradually lost interest and slowed down, and curiously began to rub around on his back, and in the end, he even threw the bath towel directly to Jiang Fenghao for him to do it himself, and he drooled and started to hand him up and down - it is more appropriate to say that he is wiping his back, rather than eating tofu.

Jiang Fenghao didn't care, closed his eyes and let her come. It wasn't until finally I couldn't stand the teasing that I gritted my teeth and turned around, grabbed the weird little hands and pressed them to the place where they should be waiting most.

"Lady, let's change places and rub them!"

If he doesn't change places, it is estimated that he will have to suffocate to death.