The end of the stove house T-shaped courtyard.

Zhao Qing carried the porridge and opened the courtyard door of his house.

The snow on the roof was already half a finger thick, and from time to time loose snow fell to reveal patches of green tiles.

He scanned the courtyard and saw that his wife had not woken up.

pushed the door directly into the east chamber.

In the bedroom, it was already full of warmth at the moment, and the stove seemed to be able to isolate the wind and snow from the sky.

Wang Shuyue's hair was messy, her pretty face was on the pillow, and her round thighs were sandwiched between the futon, still immersed in a dream.

Zhao Qing put down the porridge dish in his hand and smiled.

He stepped forward slowly, placing his cold hands on his wife's cheeks......

"Shuyue."

Wang Shuyue frowned, raised her lotus arm, slapped his cool hand off, and her eyelids trembled slightly.

"Ahem."

"Shuyue, it's time to eat, the porridge will be cold for a while!"

……

"Hmm~"

A snort came out of the woman's nose, and she slowly opened her eyes, her gaze hazy.

"Husband, what time is it?"

The next moment, her eyes swept over the window, and her beautiful eyes instantly widened: "It's snowing!" ”

Wang Shuyue was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly looked for her dirty clothes.

However, as soon as she got up, her movements slowed down again.

A hint of softness flashed in his eyes: "Did the husband go to the stove to bring food?" ”

Zhao Qing nodded slightly, sat on the edge of the bed and wrapped the futon around his wife's delicate body.

Wang Shuyue got out of the futon and put her husband's hands in her arms, and her delicate body couldn't help but shiver.

She said with concern: "Is the husband cold...... Shuyue can cook. ”

Zhao Qing smiled and shook his head slightly, withdrew his hands, and handed the clothes to his wife.

After the tea time, Wang Shuyue put on her clothes, her beautiful eyes were full of expectation, and said, "Shuyue went out to take a look!" Come and eat now! ”

After a stick of incense......

Wang Shuyue looked at some strange snow marks in the courtyard and fell into deep thought.

"Why are there only footprints coming back?"

She silently returned to her bedroom.

The small steps were cheerful and got into Zhao Qing's arms.

"Husband......

Zhao Qing gently stroked his wife's green silk: "Huh? ”

Wang Shuyue's beautiful eyes glared: "Where did my husband go last night?" ”

……

Zhao Qing groaned slightly: "I see that you are too tired these days, so I went to the stove early to bring porridge and vegetables, isn't Shuyue afraid of the cold?" ”

He thought for a moment and added, "By the way, I went to Dantang and sent a stove." ”

The corners of Wang Shuyue's lips pursed slightly, her beautiful eyes were lightly raised, and she turned to face her husband.

"Husband went to Dantang to deliver a stove, and when he came back, he brought a meal by the way, right?"

Ahem.

Zhao Qing smiled, took his wife's pretty face in his arms and ravaged it.

"All by the way, all by the way......"

"Humph!"

Wang Shuyue snorted lightly and said with a smile: "Shuyue is not such a fierce woman, she was so cold last night...... Husband should go. ”

Zhao Qing and his wife looked at each other and smiled.

I can't help but sigh: Shuyue is so good.

A moment later.

Wang Shuyue sat happily at the table, her legs under the chair kicked and kicked, and she picked up the spiritual porridge brought back by Zhao Qing......

She took a sip, her lips pursed.

said aggrievedly: "Husband, the porridge is cold." ”

Zhao Qing: ?

What the hell did I just bring back?

I saw my wife come to me with a bitter face.

"Shuyue wants to drink white porridge!"

Zhao Qing's expression was stunned, and he reacted.

No, I'm an immortal cultivator, and I'm not a porridge seller, where is there so much white porridge......

Before he could speak, his wife smiled.

said gently: "My husband hasn't slept all night, are you tired...... You take a break. ”

Half an hour later.

Zhao Qing lay on the bed, staring at the snowflakes outside the window, stunned.

Why did you trick Shuyue into eating a mask in the first place?

I'm damned!

He looked back at his wife beside him, and could only see the three thousand green silks floating slightly.

[Gain Danshi experience: 20]

[Gain Danshi experience: 20]

……

【Danshi: First Order Medium Grade (700/5000)】

Zhao Qing sighed slightly, and his fingers ran his fingers over his wife's hair: "Shuyue......"

"Shuyue?"

Wang Shuyue tried her best to feel the warmth of her husband, and she said, "Uh-huh! ”

……

It wasn't until the end of the day that the woman felt a little dizzy in her head, and her lust was completely uncontrollable, so she ended the merciless oppression.

"Shuyue is full."

"Shuyue sleeps with her husband!"

……

On this day, the snow was falling heavily in the courtyard, and the bedroom was dripping.

And Zhao Qing ...... Zhao Qing's heart was like ashes.

·

After this little episode, Zhao Qing rested for a day and began to continue alchemy.

Perfect your money-making plan.

During this period, Lu Zheng visited once, brought half a tael of spiritual tea, and chatted with Zhao Qing in the courtyard.

After learning about the refining progress of the treasure flower here, he left in a hurry.

Zhao Qing didn't care about this.

After all, he had too many Dan materials on his body, and if Lu Zheng didn't pay attention to it, it would be strange.

Streamers are fleeting.

In the blink of an eye, it was time for the frost to fall.

When the frost falls, everything is finished. Yang energy is dormant, and yin is beginning to condense.

However, for Danxia City, this day seemed a little warm.

At that time, the sun shines on the earth.

Although there are still snowdrifts everywhere on the streets, they are nothing compared to the previous days.

Zhao Qing and his wife went to Xifang hand in hand.

Wang Shuyue was always dressed up carefully before, but today she looks somewhat casual.

just drew a touch of eyebrows, slapped some self-made fragrance on his body, and followed Zhao Qing out of the stove.

At this moment, Zhao Qing was looking around the bloody clothes building, looking around for Zhou Xiaoyi's figure.

The crisp voice of his wife came from his ears: "Husband! ”

"Remember this shop? The satin used for our bedding is cut here. ”

Zhao Qing's eyes swept over and looked at the shop full of silk on the side of the West Fang, and memories came flooding back to him.

He nodded lightly and said, "This satin is quite soft, you can buy a few more." ”

After Zhao Qing finished saying this, he suddenly found that his wife beside him was quiet.

He looked down, his gaze following the scanning.

A figure dressed in a Zhu Zi gauze skirt was already walking slowly.

Zhou Xiaoyi is still wearing a gauze dress, looking very lazy.

Zhao Qing greeted with a smile: "Zhou Keqing." ”

Zhou Xiaoyi nodded and chuckled: "Zhao Qing." ”

She immediately locked her gaze on the woman beside Zhao Qing...... To be precise, it's the woman next to me.

Wang Shuyue had already taken her arm.

A crisp voice sounded: "Xiaoyi, Zhao Qing always talks about you, Shuyue finally met today." ”

Zhou Xiaoyi smiled sideways and looked at the woman next to her who was slightly shorter than herself.

Bright eyes and bright teeth, no powder, the corners of the slightly pink lips are raised, and the pretty face is full of joy.

If it weren't for the slightly pulled up black hair, she would definitely be regarded as a girl who had not left the cabinet.

Her gaze inadvertently swept over the unadorned robe of the girl beside her.

I sniffed the sweet smell of the dew that I didn't know it was......

Her beautiful eyes were full of surprise: "Shuyue, we've seen it before." ”

"It was raining that day, and you were in the front row, I remember it vividly."

Wang Shuyue seemed to be a little shy, and nodded slightly: "Shuyue thought you didn't remember ......"

Zhou Xiaoyi gently squeezed her gauze sleeve with her slender hand, shook her head and said, "Of course I remember." ”

"The bone broth you made is delicious, I haven't eaten it for a month, but I think about it a little."

Wang Shuyue's beautiful eyes lit up: "Xiaoyi, which one do you like?" Chicken bones or leopard bones, beef bones Shuyue doesn't do much, I don't know if my husband has brought it to you. ”

Zhao Qing was stunned for a moment, when did you let me bring something else!?

Zhou Xiaoyi smiled bitterly: "I've only eaten leopard bones......"

She turned to wonder, "Are you looking at satin?" ”

Zhao Qing opened his mouth and found that no one was paying attention to him, so he silently looked at the big locust tree next to him.

Wang Shuyue said with a smile: "I'm going to cut some, it's a little cold in winter, and I always have to add some new satin at home after the New Year." ”

Zhou Xiaoyi glanced at Zhao Qing.

Nodding slightly, he said, "It just so happens that I will cut some too." ”

She looked at the scorching sun on the horizon, and her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly: "It's already a little cold before winter, you choose satin first, and I'll go back and add a piece of clothing." ”

She looked down and smiled, "Remember to help me choose two horses." ”

……

Among the vermilion lacquer pavilions.

A bright woman dressed in a gauze robe slowly climbed the wooden steps, took out a handkerchief and wiped off the lipstick she had applied this morning......