Chapter 92: Why should it be?
Early the next morning.
Zhao Qing slowly opened his eyes and looked to his side.
The jade body is horizontal, and the slender arms are staggered.
Shuyue was physically exhausted last night and hid in Qinghuan's arms early.
At this moment, she was frowning lightly, sleeping soundly on Qinghuan's lotus arm.
Zhao Qing put on his clothes and got up slowly.
Divine sense poked out, scanning the scene in the ashram.
The aunt was still meditating with her eyes closed, her expression calm.
After thinking for a while, he went straight to the bedroom to get hot water, and then took off his wife's usual velvet towel and returned to the underground palace.
Zhao Qing moistened the velvet towel, and then took Qinghuan's delicate body into his arms, and gently wiped the color between the woman's eyebrows.
Shuyue would wipe her eyebrows every night and redraw them the next day.
But Qinghuan is different, she is reluctant......
Feeling the coolness between his eyebrows, Gu Qinghuan opened his beautiful eyes.
As far as the eye can see, it is the owner's eyes full of tenderness.
This is the first time she has woken up to see the eyes of her sweetheart.
Zhao Qing's expression moved slightly.
Even he didn't know what was going on, and the panel appeared in front of him.
γGu Qinghuanγ
[Bond: Intimacy]
The woman's eyes were as bright as water, and she gradually brewed a crystal ......
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in the quiet room.
The gentle early sun came through the window, and the woman in the brocade robe slowly opened her eyes.
There was a faint sound of conversation in the courtyard.
Zhou Xiaoyi's expression was soothing, and after a night of pondering, she had already left the matter of Nan Ze and Dan Fang behind.
Instead, think about your own situation.
Zhao Qing should have thought about himself, but he was also a little measured......
Thinking of the calm of the night, the woman's eyes gradually softened.
The oncoming cold wind came to mind, the ups and downs of the official road under him, and the man's fiery snort......
Fortunately, I wore a robe, but I didn't have skin to skin, and I wasn't too arrogant.
At that moment, there was a knock on the door of the quiet room.
Knock knock.
Wang Shuyue's crisp voice echoed: "Xiaoyi, are you resting?" Husband, let me call you to eat! β
A smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Xiaoyi's lips, got up to open the door, and took Shuyue's little hand.
"I haven't tasted the porridge cooked by Shuyue yet, and I've been thinking about it for a long time."
The two looked at each other and smiled, and went to the main room together.
Her beautiful eyes swept over the courtyard, and the wind and snow were gone.
The eyes are covered in silver.
The remnants of last night's fireworks are dotted around, and the morning glow is a little dazzling.
Walking into the main room, Zhao Qing had already sat down with his concubine.
On the small round table, four bowls of thick white porridge are steaming, and the aroma of meatloaf on the bamboo plate is wafting and the oil is dotted.
She bent down slightly and smiled at Zhao Qing: "Thank you for your hospitality, Xiaoyi is welcome." β
Wang Shuyue took out her little hand and pressed it on the wooden chair.
Crisp said: "These are all what my husband loves to eat, and I also baked egg cakes, waiting for me to get them!" β
Zhou Xiaoyi's beautiful eyes flashed, and she wanted to take out her bamboo chopsticks from the spirit ring, but after a little hesitation, she directly picked up the chopsticks on the table.
The white porridge enters the throat, some of which are hot and fragrant.
Although oil cakes are a common food, they are also very compatible with the early morning of winter.
Listening to the whispers of the two women in his ears, he saw Zhao Qing gently combing the hair of his concubine......
She couldn't help but think of the chaos at home, which was very different from the warmth and peace in front of her.
Unconsciously, ripples rippled in the woman's heart.
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Zhao Qing looked at Zhou Xiaoyi, this girl's demeanor came to ...... It's not so cold today.
He spoke: "Xiaoyi, when did Nanze happen?" β
I saw the woman slowly raise her head and put down the bamboo chopsticks.
After Zhou Xiaoyi chewed slowly, she lightly opened her lips: "The show girl of Tianxianglou is still in the city." β
Zhao Qing: ......
I asked Nan Ze, you tell me about the Qinglou?
me mentality, huh?
"Why did the Lu Dao God make a move? I wonder if Danxia will be affected? β
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Zhou Xiaoyi picked up the bamboo chopsticks again, picked up a piece of oil cake, and put it on the plate in front of Shuyue.
Then Yu held the bowl in his hand and took a sip.
Only then did he reply: "Changshui County will be ...... after 15 days There is a festival of lights. β
Zhao Qing's eyes flickered.
If this special donkey's lips are not right for the horse's mouth, where did you learn it?
He smiled slowly and said in a low voice, "I don't know what the name of the Danfang you are seeking, I will pay attention to it in the future." β
Zhou Xiaoyi's beautiful eyes flashed.
"The cold is coming to an end, Changshui should be thawing recently, you can draw a boat to swim in the lake during the Lantern Festival, and the show girl invited me to go with me."
Zhao Qing was silent.
At first, he thought that the other party was replying to him, but he thought about it carefully......
Isn't this giving for nothing?
What kind of wind does my aunt smoke? I haven't started aligning yet, so what's the matter?
With my aunt's IQ, it shouldn't be a direct self-attack, right?
He smiled: "Our family will also go to the Lantern Festival, maybe we will have a chance to meet." β
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It didn't take long for the four of them to eat up the oil cakes on the bamboo plate.
Wang Shuyue's bright eyes flashed with cunning, and she said crisply: "Husband, I'll go clean up the bedroom!" β
Zhao Qing instantly received his wife's signal.
Qing Huan had rolled up his sleeves at this moment, ready to clean up the plate......
"Qing Huan, this month's Qi Gathering Pill hasn't been handed over yet, you go and catch up."
Zhao Qing directly pressed her cold hand.
Gu Qinghuan was slightly stunned, then nodded and said softly: "Qinghuan forgot, don't blame the master." β
The next moment, only a man and a woman were left in the main room.
Zhou Xiaoyi's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, swept the mess on the table, and got up and smiled at this moment: "You are interesting, why do you need to be so?" β
She directly and generously rolled up her cuffs and picked up the dishes on the table.
Slowly walked to the courtyard.
The falling snow on the eaves melts silently and turns into a clear spring......
The slender fingers of the green onion joined together and poked into the bowl full of scraps.
The delicate spirit ring is stained with sticky soup, and it has a strange luster.
The delicate figure leaned forward slightly, like ink and green silk hanging down, covering the beautiful face.
As the white jade-like lotus root arm trembled slightly, the ring around his waist clanged.
The early sun is shining on the earth, and the cold wind is wisps.
The snow is like satin, and the morning glow is like a cloud.
Half an hour later, Zhou Xiaoyi put away the clean tableware.
Looking back at Zhao Qing, he arranged the green silk behind his ears with his slender hands.
The two looked at each other.
The cold fairy, who usually doesn't even eat, rolled up the sleeves of his robe at this moment, and his fingertips dripped cold......
It's as if some kind of taboo has been shattered.
Zhao Qing's heart moved slightly, and he suddenly realized something.
Myself...... Got flirted!?
Zhou Xiaoyi looked at him and said softly: "I'm back to the Bloody Clothes Building, and I can communicate at any time." β