After the rebirth, Mrs. Shizi, she quit

Chapter 137 137, want to kiss
I used to have futons when I knelt in the ancestral hall, but today I knelt on the floor abruptly, and it was still in late autumn. I didn't move for half an hour, and my knees were already cold and numb.

However, Wen Jinyu didn't seem to have much abnormality except that his movements were a little slower.

Seeing Wen Jinyu get up and walk out slowly, if he hadn't been watching here, Wen Qiao wouldn't have believed that Wen Jinyu knelt on the cold floor for half an hour, a cheap life is a cheap life, look at this body Bitch.

Just when Wen Jinyu passed him by without saying a word, Wen Qiao couldn't help but sternly said, "Young Master, you should be more obedient next time, otherwise I'm afraid the punishment will be more light than this next time."

Regarding this, Wen Jinyu didn't even say a word, but didn't even stop walking. Seeing that, Wen Qiao's eyes were stern, but he didn't do anything, just stood there.

And Qianye, who had been standing outside the yard waiting, heard the movement, stretched his head and saw his young master coming out, rushed into the yard at a high speed and rushed to the front, and was about to help, but Wen Jinyu raised his hand to dodge, "No , I will go by myself."

Hearing this sound, Qianye withdrew her hand and followed silently.

"How is Ma'am?" Just then, Wen Jinyu asked.

Qianye immediately replied, "Madam has been staying in the yard, it's very good, the other two young ladies of the Song family, Nurse Xu, have already made arrangements, and they are arranged in Nongyu Pavilion not far away."

Hearing this, Wen Jinyu responded lightly, "Yes." Then he said nothing more.

And that pace walked for a while, probably when he left the courtyard, he was a little faster than at the beginning, and then he walked faster and faster, and when he entered the Chen Xiangxi Pavilion, he was no different from walking normally.

As soon as I entered the yard, I saw two rows of weapon racks in the yard, which were obviously cold, but Wen Jinyu's eyes were instantly warmed up, and I felt that there was a fire in the usually cold courtyard. All previous years have been warm.

Passing through the weapons rack, Wen Jinyu came into the house, Biqiao passed him by at this moment, he didn't care if Biqiao saluted, but walked towards the inner room.

As soon as he entered the inner room, he saw his wife sitting on their newly married bed, looking at him.

Wen Jinyu immediately smiled gently, and called softly, "Ma'am."

Song Yanluo didn't show any expression, she just looked at Wen Jinyu without speaking, the overly calm gaze made Wen Jinyu's heart flutter, he didn't know what was wrong, so he could only walk slowly towards Song Yanluo.

Walking up to her, she spoke again, "Madam doesn't look very well, does living here make Madam uncomfortable?"

Song Yanluo just looked at Wen Jinyu like that, she didn't quite understand why a person could smile so gently after being punished for not being her fault.

When she was newly married, she felt that this unfavored young man who grew up safely in Dingguo's mansion was wearing a gentle skin, and she didn't know what kind of shameful lining was hidden underneath, but getting along these days, her other She didn't notice it, but she felt sadness. He looked good, but it was this good look that made her feel sad.

Facing Song Yanluo's gaze, Wen Jinyu couldn't help softening his heart. Chiba said that his wife let him go, so he probably knew that he was punished to kneel, and his wife was so soft-hearted and responsible, probably I feel uneasy again.

Thinking about it, Wen Jinyu sat down beside Song Yanluo, grabbed her hand, looked into her eyes, and said gently, "I'm fine, I'm fine."

Song Yanluo still didn't speak, but at this moment, footsteps sounded, Wen Jinyu looked over subconsciously, but saw Biqiao walking over with a pot of steaming water, put it at his feet, and then saluted and retreated down, and closed the door.

Wen Jinyu was slightly stunned, and the next moment he pulled the hand in his palm away, and then that hand suddenly lifted the hem of his clothes, he subconsciously held it down with his hand, and raised his eyes to look at the owner of the hand.

Song Yanluo didn't speak, just looked at Wen Jinyu like that, but after a while, Wen Jinyu was defeated and let go of the hand that was held subconsciously.

Seeing Wen Jinyu let go of his hand, Song Yanluo lifted the hem of his clothes, and then lifted up his trouser legs, exposing the cold knees between the tentacles, and then walked to the steaming basin of water, and poured water into the water. The cloth towel was squeezed dry and covered Wen Jinyu's knee.

The warmth penetrated into the knees along the hot cloth towel, passed through the bone marrow, and went straight to the heart.

Wen Jinyu's hands covered by his sleeves trembled unconsciously at that moment, together with his heart.

But that person was soaked and squeezed dry again after the temperature dropped, and covered his knees again, with his head drooping the whole time, and he couldn't see her emotions at all.

After three or four times, Song Yanluo touched Wen Jinyu's knee lightly, feeling the warmth, so she stopped applying it. Then she went to a side cabinet and got a medicine bottle back, opened it and applied some ointment on it.

It was only then that Song Yanluo said, "This is a medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. Although you may not be so serious, it is good for prevention. This is a special medicine made by my Song family's military doctor. It is often used for bruises and injuries. The effect is much better than the outside.”

Song Yanluo lowered her head, unable to see the surging affection in Wen Jinyu's eyes at this moment, it was the turbulent and turbulent waves after no longer being suppressed.

The moment Song Yanluo withdrew her hand, Wen Jinyu suddenly closed her eyes to cover up all the emotions in her eyes.

So much so that when Song Yanluo raised her eyes the moment she straightened Wen Jinyu's clothes, what she saw was Wen Jinyu's closed eyes, "Is it hard?"

Wen Jinyu pressed her fingertips on the couch and grabbed the brocade quilt under her body, and then opened her eyes. At this moment, there was no wave in the inside, but after all, it was still a little more strange than the usual gentleness, "No."

So much so that this sentence did not lose a lot of credibility in Song Yanluo's place.

But she can't replace what has happened, what she can do is to make up for it as much as possible.

The next moment, Song Yanluo sat next to Wen Jinyu, pursed her lips slightly, looked like him from the back, and asked, "Want to kiss?"

The sudden sentence shocked Wen Jinyu to tighten her hand holding the brocade quilt, wanting to say no need to do this, but looking at her, he couldn't refuse her approach no matter what.

Seeing that Wen Jinyu just looked at her without making a sound, Song Yanluo shook the hands tucked in her sleeves, then leaned forward suddenly, and just pressed her thin lips together. The moment she pressed them, Song Yanluo subconsciously closed her lips. He fell in love, and then imitated the way Wen Jinyu kissed her in the restaurant in his mind, and kissed him clumsily.

Wen Jinyu's hand holding the brocade quilt was getting tighter and tighter, and all his self-control was finally defeated by that clumsy kiss. When he woke up, he had already pressed the person on the bed and kissed him until he almost suffocated.

He slightly suppressed his breath and leaned his head against her ear, using all his self-control to suppress the restlessness in his body.

(End of this chapter)