Qiao Yuan said casually: "No." “

People are stupid like this, if she leaves, where will he find a beautiful and gentle daughter-in-law like her.

Although there is a bit of a problem with the brain, it is not impossible to make do.

The little beauty felt that she was really beautiful and kind, and happily wilted the man's hair again.

Qiao Yuan's favorite agarwood incense burned in the room, and wisps of white smoke spit out of the bronze beast's mouth.

In the silence, Da Zhuang stood up suddenly, Qiao Yuan was led back by his movements, but fortunately, his arms were supported on the couch in time to stabilize his body, and the scattered black hair swayed around his waist.

Da Zhuang touched her face: "Madam, the Si people have passed away, the long night is long, and people always have to look forward." “

Qiao Yuan's eyelashes twitched, and her sensitivity to danger made her subconsciously raise her foot against his shoulder, stopping him from getting closer and closer: "Do you know what you're talking about?" “

"Of course I do." Da Zhuang's hand moved slightly, touching the snowy calf, the touch was as soft as imagined, and a light red mark was left with a light press.

Since that young master can do anything, why can't he?

"I'm recommending a pillow seat."

After all the silence, Qiao Yuan looked up at him, "Are you serious?" “

This reaction was far from what Da Zhuang expected, after all, he could almost be said to have a tough attitude just now, almost forcing his wife to ask for a title.

There are two reactions in Da Zhuang's imagination, one is that the lady is angry and sends him away from then on, and the other is to promise him, but he will also feel guilty, after all, no master will like to commit a crime.

No matter what kind of reaction it is, it will not be that Mrs. is so light and breezy at this time, and there is a faint smile in those eyes that seem to be filled with flowing spring water.

In his plan, Madame will definitely not let go so easily, he has already thought about it, no matter what method he uses, even if he is persecuted, even if he is hated by Madame, he will not give up.

Da Zhuang was a little dazed at this time, and his palm was still wrapped around his wife's delicate and delicate ankle, and he paused there for a while, not knowing whether to continue according to his plan.

The distance between the two was very close, so close that Qiao Yuan could clearly see the entanglement in his eyes.

The little beauty didn't know what she had dodged, she only vaguely felt that this posture was a little weird, and quietly retreated while the man was stunned.

Da Zhuang silently let go of his hand, turned to his waist around her, held the little beauty on his lap in this position, and buried her neck without knowing what he was thinking.

Qiao Yuan is very used to being held like this, and he used to like this when he was working in Qicun, so when he was tired, he buried it in her neck and took a deep breath, and his hair brushed through the delicate skin, bringing a burst of itching.

Qiao Yuan was always overwhelmed, thinking that he liked the smell, and he once kindly shared his favorite balm, but people only glanced at it, and the next time it was the same.

Obviously he didn't see her face, but Da Zhuang accurately captured the little beauty's distraction, and raised his head, "What is Madam thinking?" “

The little beauty met his dark gaze, and for some reason she felt a little weak in her heart: "It's nothing." “

Da Zhuang frowned and looked at her for a while, but he didn't see anything.

The little beauty is fragrant and soft everywhere, looking thin, but when she holds it, she feels soft and boneless, which is simply addictive.

Qiao Yuan wrapped his hair around his fingers, the man's hair was as thick and stiff as his whole person, she played for a while before she withdrew her hand, her fingers lightly picked up Da Zhuang's chin, leaned in and asked in a low voice, "Da Zhuang, do you really want to be my guest in the curtain?" “

Da Zhuang looked at her, his eyes were stubborn, and he was serious: "Yes." “

Da Zhuang has greater ambitions, but he doesn't say it.

He not only wants to be Madame's lover, but also Madame's husband, Madame's child's father, and Madame's wife.

Qiao Yuan leaned on his shoulder, rolled his eyes, and couldn't help but smile: "Okay, I reluctantly agreed, I will warm the bed first, and then behave well, and then I will give you a position as appropriate." “

I hope that Qi Cun will not be embarrassed when he thinks about it in the future.

That day, Qiao Yuan felt that it was not an illusion that Mrs. Zhou was too attentive to her, and then she went to visit Qiao's mother, and within a quarter of an hour of sitting down on her front foot, she would see Mrs. Zhou coming over on her back foot.

It's just that she doesn't come empty-handed every time, or bring some embroidery, or some self-made pastries, which makes it difficult for people to drive her away.

After a few times, Qiao's mother also saw some signs, and on this day, Mrs. Zhou took the initiative to say that she wanted to go to the small kitchen to make soup and ask her daughter what she thought.

Qiao Yuan was lying lazily by the small window, her skirt was like a snow wave, and the jade belt tied up a slender waistline, which was so beautiful that it made people's hearts tremble.

is obviously married to a wife, but there is always a kind of innocent coquettishness in her demeanor.

Qiao's mother was happy for a while, and sad for a while.

When she heard the news of Qi Cun's death, she immediately thought of her poor daughter.

Knowing the daughter Mo Ruomu, like Qiao Yuan, she is as weak and beautiful as a silk flower, but her temperament is unusual, she must find a man who can calm her and let her do everything.

She was not optimistic about Qi Cun at the beginning, because she heard that he said that he had the same style of governing the army, and she was afraid that her daughter would be wronged.

Unexpectedly, Zhen Guogong looked majestic and cold, and he could get along with his daughter.

Qiao's mother didn't know how the young couple got along in private, but seeing her daughter getting more and more delicate day by day, she was afraid that she would be spoiled more proudly and wanton than when she was not out of the cabinet.

Qiao's mother thought that her daughter had found a good home, now she is a beautiful and squeamish little girl, and when she gets old, she is also an elegant old lady who loves flowers and smiles.

Qiao Yuan was slowly peeling grapes and eating, and the juice flowed down his white jade-like fingertips.

She was the one who wanted to eat grapes, but now she felt that the juice was sticky and greasy, and she was very squeamish.

Qiao Yuan wiped his hands with a handkerchief and thought for a while: "Mother, don't think about it too much, I'm fine now." “

When Qiao's mother heard this, she knew that her daughter didn't mean that, and sighed: "Zhou's heart is not right, but Brother Lian is a good one, smart and diligent." “

However, she and the queen also saw that the matter between men and women had to be intentional on both sides, so she didn't persuade much.

"Why don't you bring Brother Ting over, the mansion is so big, when you are not there, I always feel empty."

Qiao Yuan nodded: "Then I'll bring him next time." “

After lunch, Qiao's mother went to take a nap, Mrs. Zhou was also sent back, and Qiao Yuan went to the garden alone to eat.

Qiao's mother doted on her daughter, and many parts of this mansion were built according to her preferences.

There is a large plot of land in the garden dedicated to planting some flowers and plants, and the flowers are in full bloom at this time, and you can smell the fragrance from afar.

The butterfly stumbled down on the petals, and the fan was about to pounce, but it went in the wrong direction, so startled that it took off and left.

Qiao Yuan had an arm across his waist and fell into a broad embrace.

The little beauty turned her head and blinked: "Why are you here?" “

(End of chapter)