Farmer's Head: Busy farming

Chapter 124
Chapter 124

After dinner, Xi'er was tired, and went to bed without saying a few words, Chu Zigui didn't stop her, and told Zhu'er to take care of her.

Xi'er went back to the room, took a bath, climbed onto the bed and lay down, Zhu'er lit the lamp, and Xi'er let her go out to rest.

She doesn't have the habit of being accompanied, and she is more used to being alone in the dead of night.

Staying in the Chu Mansion for the past two days is actually not as anxious as I imagined. It's not comfortable, but it's not uncomfortable.

In fact, this young master is not bad, but the better he treats himself, the more he can't control his thoughts.

The baby kiss in ancient times is equivalent to having a marriage contract, so I can't be a third party.

Thinking about it this way, Xi'er wished she could go to Chu Zigui now and say that she regretted going to Bianjing.

Can't wait?Unexpectedly, I would have such thoughts for an ancient man.

Chu Zigui didn't know what Xi'er was thinking, and he was very happy. Xi'er made a special meal for himself in the afternoon.

Cheng An looked at the young master sitting under the lamp, laughing for a while, thoughtful for a while, with this appearance, tsk tsk.

"Master, are you eating honey? Are you so happy?" Cheng An helped Chu Zigui grind the ink, watching Chu Zigui write vigorously.

This is to write a letter to the family. Tomorrow is the departure, and this letter will also leave. The letter will arrive a few days before the young master returns to Bianjing.

Chu Zigui put his pen and ink, looked at Cheng An, looked at himself with a smirk on his face, and couldn't help asking, "Have you had itchy skin recently?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng An immediately shrank his neck, and hurriedly shook his head, "How come, hey, young master, you are just joking."

Chu Zigui glanced at Cheng An, then nodded and said nothing.

Cheng Jing quietly waited on him, but now he didn't dare to say more.

In the morning of the next day, the carriage had been packed and stopped at the gate of the Chu Mansion.

Xi'er got up, had a meal in a hurry, and Chu Zigui came to find him.

"Did you sleep well last night? Didn't you sneak a drink?" Chu Zigui looked at Xi'er with a playful face, and Xi'er was sitting in front of the vanity mirror at the moment being tossed by Zhu'er.

Because she was combing her hair and couldn't move around, Xi'er could only hold her neck and replied, "I slept well, I don't dare to delay the young master's schedule."

"Tsk, it's good to know." Although Chu Zigui was sitting at the round table in the middle of the room, his gaze was fixed on Xi'er.

Xi'er looked at herself in the mirror, and saw that Zhu'er was about to start combing her hair in that kind of bun again, so she couldn't help but said, "Zhu'er, it's easier to do it, and I'm going in a carriage."

Zhu'er was stunned for a moment, but she said, "Sister Xi'er, this bun is so pretty!"

"But, I'm definitely not comfortable in this way." Xi'er also frowned, obviously unwilling.

As soon as Chu Zigui heard this, he immediately said, "Comfort is important, why don't you comb it."

"Eh?" Hearing this, Xi'er couldn't help but think about it seriously, but she nodded happily, "Young Master said so, that's pretty good."

Because it was waist-length hair, Xi'er took a handkerchief on the table and tied it casually.

She was wearing a new peach pink dress, which set off Xi'er's fair and tender skin.

The skin is not as tender as fat, but it is also very fair.

"That's right, this is very good." Chu Zigui nodded in satisfaction, looking at Xi'er's appearance, it was elegant and generous.

I seldom see women dressed up like this, every time I see a girl with complicated hair, even if she doesn't wear pearl flowers, she still has to wear a bun, Xi'er looks like this today, but I don't see it very often.

Hearing Chu Zigui's praise, Xi'er smiled slightly, and then said, "That's fine."

"Yes." Chu Zigui also responded.

The two spoke in such a tone that they were as familiar as husband and wife.

Zhu'er was listening, she couldn't help being surprised, but she didn't dare to think about it, since Xi'er won't let her comb her hair, she should make up.

This Xi'er did not refuse, her face was still lacking something after all.

Zhu'er helped Xi'er lightly draw her eyebrows, and applied a little rouge, and she immediately looked more energetic.

　Due to the crash of the author's background, the update is delayed, sorry everyone.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)