The wife of the lord Chunniang brought hot water.

Lady Xijie. Although it is not as ostentatious as at home, but it is so cold on the road, before going to sleep every night, Chunniang will always send hot water to wash her body and scald her feet, so that she can sleep well.

I unexpectedly met the male gentleman here tonight, and Chunniang naturally prepared more. Fortunately, the main house is a storehouse, and it is convenient to boil water. When you are ready, wait quietly outside. Finally, I heard the sound of water in the room, and I was busy preparing to send water in.

The host family knew that the couple had high status and gave them enough money. Do your best to serve. Under Chunniang's command, the woman called her daughter-in-law to come with her, and quickly carried a large bucket of hot water into the house. When I entered, I saw a little woman who looked like a young housewife standing on the ground, and I could vaguely see that her clothes were untidy. Her shoulders were only covered by a small satin shawl with gouache and pattern, and she had a pair of purple thick-soled embroidered shoes under her feet. Loose, her cheeks were flushed red as if drunk, her eyes were bright and filled with rippling spring water.

Not to mention a man, even if he saw a woman, he was amazed, and he couldn't look away for a while. Then I caught a glimpse of the half-draped bed curtain, and the man seemed to be lying on the bed with his back facing inward. Two black boots had fallen on the ground, and his clothes were messy at the end of the bed.

Chunniang was used to it long ago, she put aside Xiao Qiao's personal belongings without squinting, and walked out with the door.

Xiao Qiao bolted the door, and Wei Shao on the punch said, "Get up! The water is here!"

Wei Shao has been thinking of her since he left for Shangdang. After many twists and turns, he will be able to meet tonight and hold her in the palm of his hand. It is not an exaggeration to say that I am thirsty. Just when Caiqing was in the thick of it, she was forcibly blocked by her, which was a big disappointment. Wen Sheng turned over, lay flat on his back, folded his hands behind his head, looked at her and said lazily, "Help me."

Xiao Qiao said, "You stink. Don't even think of touching me." He turned around and closed the curtain. Ladle out the hot water yourself to cleanse your body. Suddenly the curtain was pulled open by Wei Shao. Seeing that he had stripped naked and did not hide it at all, he stood in front of him with the tiger's mighty weapon, and said loudly, "I was wounded by looking for you. Or was stabbed by your elder sister's husband. You still don't serve?"

Xiao Qiao had seen it for a long time, and there were only flesh wounds several inches long on his arm. Judging from the extent of his injuries from the previous battlefield, it was like drizzle at all. It was so brazen to use it as a threat. I wanted to spit on his face, but I also thought that he was really moved in order to receive his own affairs. After all, he was still a little moved. In the end, he just pinched the flesh of one of his fingernails and wiped his body for him.

After being served like this by the beauty, Wei Shao felt at ease, and all the sullenness was swept away all the way. Starting from the beginning, hugging her up and down, kissing her up and down, the angry Xiao Qiao jumped her feet, coquettishly roaring, and during the hip-hop fight, after the two of them were finally wiped off, Wei Shao couldn't wait to hug her and returned to the bed.

The pine bed frame in the room swayed slightly. At first the sound was as thin as a line, sometimes tense and then loose. Gradually the sound was like night rain, murmuring endlessly. After a while, it was shaking and creaking, earth-shattering, almost making people worry that the next moment would not be able to bear the heavy pressure and collapse. Fortunately, I finally managed to get through it. In the last burst of violent squeaks, accompanied by Xiao Qiao's uncontrollable intermittent sound of being caught in by him, the first wave finally disappeared.

Wei Shao was young and strong, and the man in his heart that he had been thinking about for so long lay in his arms again, how could he be satisfied? Playing with her piece of suet and jade, and holding her slender hand on his body, asking her to play with herself.

It's not the first time Xiao Qiao has done this kind of thing with him. He knew his animal attributes, and he didn't expect him to let him go this time. He was half shy and half coquettish. , refused to open.

Wei Shao thought that when she first met tonight, she turned her head and stared at herself with wide round black eyes, she was so pitiful and lovely. I just want her to open her eyes at this moment and see how she loves and pity her, but her double row of eyelashes trembled slightly, and she twisted her pretty pink face, but she refused to open her eyes. Feeling not satisfied enough, he gradually panted like a cow, kept kissing her eyelids, and licking and biting her earballs, listening to her making a faint humming sound, and said hoarsely, "I miss me pretty much. How can I open my eyes to see me?"

Xiao Qiao hugged his thick back with a pair of jade arms, just shaking her head, refusing to open her eyes to look at him.

Wei Shao said coldly, "I'm annoyed if you don't open your eyes again."

Xiao Qiao hummed, "What can you do if you're angry?"

Wei Shao stopped for a while, and whispered in her ear: "But you said it yourself! I don't want you to open your eyes!"

…

Later, I don't know how many times it was, when Xiao Qiao was tortured by his waist and begging for mercy, he finally realized a very painful truth.

Wei Shao is a beast.

It's just a vigilant beast who will not allow her to close her eyes even if she does that kind of thing!

…

It was pitch black outside, and it was snowing. Boats are moored on both sides, and the river is frozen.

In the shabby room of the shack at Wuchao Ancient Ferry, there is warmth and boundless spring.

…

Xiao Qiao was very tired, and when Wei Shao was finally done, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

She didn't know it at all, she was snoring in her sleep. Just like the cat in the north house.

Wei Shao woke up early the next morning habitually. It was in her soft snoring that she woke up.

Early in the winter, at this hour, it was still dark outside the window.

The light is also very dim in this low house made of yellow clay.

Wei Shao, however, seemed to be lying in the brocade of the Huawu, and didn't even want to get up.

It was warm inside. The happy woman curled up on the side of his chest, fell asleep, and purred softly like a cat.

So cute.

Wei Shao couldn't help but leaned closer, stretched out his arms to hug her, put his chin on her forehead, and closed his eyes again.

…

Xiao Qiao woke up after a full sleep, and it was noon the next day. Wei Shao is no longer in bed. The sound of footsteps and voices in the lobby in front of me could be heard faintly in my ears.

She was served by Chunniang and stood up. Wei Shao came back from outside.

The host also sent clean meals specially made with a small stove.

A plate of ferns, a plate of kidney, and a plate of beans. And a carp. The rice is served in a pot that resembles a bowl. Together with a food table, they were brought in neatly.

Such meals are already the best supply for ordinary people like the Lord's family.

All the hard work last night was in vain. Xiao Qiao's status has finally improved today, and she is qualified to sit and eat with Wei Shao.

While eating, Xiao Qiao glanced at the man opposite from time to time.

This guy Wei Shao, as he got along for a long time, Xiao Qiao gradually discovered one of his characteristics: he was a beast on the bed, and when he got out of bed and put on his clothes, he became serious and disciplined.

The same is true at this moment.

I don't know what he did when he was still asleep in the morning. Anyway, he didn't see him all morning, and when he came back, he sat upright and ate his meals with a straight face.

Xiao Qiao was tossed so badly by him last night, and her legs and feet are a little sore now. Seeing him like this, he kept staring at him like a normal person.

Wei Shao glanced at her and put a chopstick of fish in her bowl.

Xiao Qiao smiled at him: "Thank you husband."

Wei Shao hummed: "Eat more. You are too thin. It would be better to have more meat."

Joey stared at him.

"Why don't you eat?" Wei Shao raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her.

Xiao Qiao's mind came up with the shameless look he had buried in his chest last night, gnawing and biting, and decided to forgive him for his unintentional offense. He lowered his head and ate all the rice in the bowl one by one.

After the two finished their meal, they took away the food table after rinsing their mouths, and the host presented a plate of golden oranges.

Wei Shao sat side by side with her on a thick blanket of grass laid across the window. Looking out of the window, at the end is a vast white ice-covered river.

When Xiao Qiao was full, he leaned lazily on Wei Shao's shoulder, took an orange, and played with it.

Wei Shao put his arms around her waist and said that he had already sent someone to check on the next ferry, which is a hundred miles away, and was still waiting for a report.

Xiao Qiao hummed casually. Slowly peel off the citrus. A refreshing scent of orange peel slowly lingered in the middle of the two of them.

"What are you thinking? I saw you in a trance for a long time."

Wei Shao stroked her long smooth hair and asked softly.

Because today is definitely not going. Xiao Qiao didn't comb her long hair, only tied a pigtail at the back of her head.

Xiao Qiao hesitated, looked up at him and said, "Since it's inconvenient to cross the river, why don't you just wait a few more days? To be honest, I'm a little worried about Lingbi, my brother-in-law and the others. It's closer here, and news will be passed quickly..."

"Is that the green-eyed refugee leader?" Wei Shao's tone immediately became cold.

"If even Xue Tai can't handle it, how can he stand on his own? Your worry is superfluous."

Xiao Qiao was slightly startled. silent.

Wei Shao hugged her, and his voice softened again: "Before I left that day, I also asked him if he needed assistance. He himself refused. It should be fine. You don't have to worry."

Xiao Qiao hummed softly: "I know."

Wei Shao stared at her for a moment, and saw that her eyes were lowered and fell on the citrus in her palm. After hesitating again and again in my heart, I finally said again: "Why not, I have a little friendship with Yang Xin. I will send him a letter. If the refugee leader is defeated, I will let him go to support, so you should rest assured. Bar?"

Xiao Qiao also has no time to care about the "refugee head" and "refugee head" he keeps calling Bi She. Hearing what he said suddenly, he raised his head abruptly, looked at him in surprise with wide eyes, nodded vigorously, then knelt up and sat up, wrapping his arms around his neck: "It's so nice of you husband."

Wei Shao made a gesture, leaned his head back, avoided her hug, and snorted twice with a straight face: "You haven't told me yet, what exactly do you want to do with such a big setback on your trip to the south? ? Really looking into your aunt's illness?"

Xiao Qiao's heart skipped a beat, but her face was full of smiles: "Of course I'm visiting my aunt's illness. I'll stop by and visit my pregnant sister."

After speaking, seeing him raise his eyebrows slightly, he seemed a little disbelieving, and he peeled an orange and fed it into his mouth. He leaned in again and kissed his lips.

His breath was full of the aroma of citrus and the softness and sweetness of her lips.

Wei Shao was deeply intoxicated.