When they returned to Qiao's house, it was before dinner. Gong Zhuoliang and Qiao Yingze went back to their yard to tidy up and change their clothes, and then went to visit Mrs. Qiao. The son and grandson had a reunion dinner in their own yard, so Gong Zhuoliang and his wife stayed in the old lady's room directly after paying their respects. Gong Zhuoliang and Mrs. Qiao prepared dinner and other trivial matters, while Qiao Yingze chatted with the old lady. Not long after, Qiao Yingxuan He and Master Qiao also returned to the mansion one after another.
Although it was a reunion dinner, only Mrs. Qiao, Master Qiao and Qiao Yingze were the only ones who could serve the table. The concubine's young lady and the third young master stayed in various rooms, and the old lady pointed out some dishes on the table. It was just sent to them, Mrs. Qiao and Gong Zhuoliang, the two daughter-in-laws, stood on both sides of the old lady to serve, and as for the other aunts and concubines, they couldn't even show their faces.
After eating in silence, the grandparents and grandchildren drank tea and chatted for a while, Mrs. Qiao asked Gong Zhuoliang to accompany Qiao Yingze to go back to rest, so as to avoid his next rules, Gong Zhuoliang looked at Mrs. Qiao who did not change her expression, Resigned with Gong Zhuoliang and left.
"I don't think your second brother and father-in-law are close."
Locking the proven household registration documents into his small cabinet, Gong Zhuoliang sat back beside Qiao Yingze, looking at the delicate dishes on the table with his index finger moving.
"Father spends very little time with our brothers and doesn't care much about us."
Qiao Yingze's eyes darkened when he heard the words, but his tone of reply was very calm. Although he didn't fully understand the things between his parents, he also knew that their relationship was not good, and they just maintained a peaceful coexistence on the surface. These two sons are also very indifferent. It is better for him to grow up by his grandmother's side, and he has only a slight resentment towards his father. Qiao Yingxuan is extremely filial to his mother, so the relationship with his father is very tense, and he often goes against his father. act of will.
"oh… "
Gong Zhuoliang nodded to express his understanding, and then slowly enjoyed his dinner. The respect of Qiao and his wife was as clear as ice, as you can see from Master Qiao's six concubines. The youngest concubine was only sixteen. Qiao Yingxuan is the same age, this uncle is really capable of doing this.
But after thinking about it again, Mr. Qiao is actually a model of a successful man. A middle-aged, mature and handsome uncle who was just forty years old, a gentle and elegant Jinshi in the second list, and a magistrate with both wealth and power... He is indeed romantic. As for the capital, maybe there are still many people out there vying to throw themselves into their arms.
Gong Zhuoliang was here happily eating while YYing, Qiao Yingze sat beside him, and took the initiative to add vegetables and soup for him. He had already eaten at his grandmother's place, but the way Gong Zhuoliang ate reminded him again. Appetite, so he accompanied him to use less.
"If Madam knows that you are taking care of me for dinner, you must teach me that I have no rules."
After the maids took down the bowls and chopsticks and left, Gong Zhuoliang leaned on the cushions and half-lyed on the couch outside to eat. On the couch table were books that Qiao Yingze had found for him, and the surrounding candles were brightly lit. Zhuo Liang rubbed his stomach to promote digestion, while flipping through the biography.
"I've already told Hanshu to prepare some simple food in advance every morning. After you eat, go to mother's place. You won't feel hungry anymore."
Qiao Yingze took the cushion and leaned against Gong Zhuoliang's side, and picked out a random book to read, seeing that it was written about a love story between a rich boy and a fox girl, with bold and evocative words, he subconsciously closed the book and glanced at Gong Zhuoliang Seeing that he didn't pay attention to his side, he quietly put it back on the table, and read another unofficial history, but the words he wrote down at that glance just now automatically formed a picture in his mind...
"Isn't it against the rules for us to eat in advance? It should be said that we disrespect our elders."
Eyes still glued to the book, Gong Zhuoliang asked Qiao Yingze hesitantly after hearing what he said. Gong Zhuoliang was naturally willing to have extra meals, but after thinking about it, he was afraid of being caught by Mrs. Qiao.
"There are only a few girls in our yard, and they can be trusted. If someone outside picks up, they will say that they are prepared for me. I used to have a bad stomach and couldn't eat the meals in the kitchen, so Han Shu and the others cooked them for me."
Gong Zhuoliang moved a little closer, Qiao Yingze looked down at his delicate face that hadn't taken off the makeup, but his refreshing smile after bathing appeared in his mind, so Qiao Yingze put down the book in his hand, stretched out his hand to open it, Picked up the red hairpins on Gong Zhuoliang's hair, let those hairs fall freely.
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The hair that has been braided for a day is also curled, and the stretched hair roots are also a little painful when they are loosened. Gong Zhuoliang looked up at Qiao Yingze uncomfortably, and wanted to do it himself, but Qiao Yingze smiled and combed himself with his fingers. He seemed to be glowing softly under the candlelight, Gong Zhuoliang felt at this moment that he was like a romantic hero in Korean dramas who could provoke countless screams... But he is not the heroine of Cinderella, this model is wrong!
"Sir, the hot water is ready, let's go wash."
Hearing the report from the maid in the bathroom, Gong Zhuoliang threw the book on the table, turned sideways and looked at Qiao Yingze with a smile, the corners of his mouth curved a bit sinisterly.
"Oh, Zhuozhuo, let's wash first."
As always, let the lady wash first, Qiao Yingze turned around and sat on the edge of the couch, giving way to the ground, but Gong Zhuoliang stepped on the wooden mop and pulled him off the ground, Qiao Yingze hurriedly stepped on the wooden support and followed a few steps before stopping Stopped, looked at Gong Zhuoliang in puzzlement.
"Today I will serve Mr. Xiang first, do you like this reward?"
Gong Zhuoliang turned to face Qiao Yingze, took him by both hands and walked backwards towards the bathroom, seeing his rare dull look, Gong Zhuoliang smiled brighter.
"Zhuo, Zhuo Zhuo?"
Qiao Yingze was dazzled by Gong Zhuoliang's smile, and when he regained consciousness, he had already pulled him into the bathroom. Gong Zhuoliang just pulled off the belts of the two of them in front of his eyes, and let the robes slip off to reveal their inner clothes. Qiao Yingze Completely lost the ability to cope, Qiao Yingze grabbed his hands reflexively until Gong Zhuoliang tore off his inner coat and grabbed his belt, and his face flushed all of a sudden.
"I'll help my husband undress,"
Gong Zhuoliang looked up at Qiao Yingze's embarrassed appearance, and pressed his body against him, then slowly moved his fingers in Qiao Yingze's trembling hands, and untied Qiao Yingze's belt, making him fair and slender His body was completely exposed in front of him... even more delicate and perfect than imagined.
"Zhuo Zhuo..."
It was the first time that Qiao Yingze was naked in front of a person like this. Qiao Yingze felt his heart was beating so fast that it was about to explode. He grabbed Gong Zhuoliang's hands helplessly. Wanting to cry but not crying, why is his little lady always so... Messy, Qiao Yingze doesn't know how to describe it.
"Don't catch a cold, Mr. Xiang."
Qiao Yingze's pitiful, cramped and irritating Gong Zhuoliang became even more excited, he half hugged and half helped Qiao Yingze into the bathtub, and then stripped himself naked.
Gong Zhuoliang is like this. He can be very calm when he is quiet, but he can be crazy when playing. He was even dubbed by his friends who played with him as having an S tendency. In fact, Gong Zhuoliang does not have those hobbies, but he likes to tease and bully each other. It's true, but he has always been very measured, the time he hurt Qiao Yingze was really an own accident, Gong Zhuoliang will not make that kind of low-level mistake again in the future.
"Zhuo Zhuo, you...you..."
Qiao Yingze squatted with his back close to the bathtub, his legs close to his abdomen, afraid that Gong Zhuoliang would find out that he was strange, but Gong Zhuoliang let him go after getting into the bathtub, wet his hair and washed his face alone, Qiao Yingze didn't know what to say about him for a moment.
"Sir, let me wash your hair for you."
After washing off the makeup on his face and simply washing his hair, Gong Zhuoliang looked at Qiao Yingze who was covered in powder with shining eyes, helped him to turn his back to him, and sat on his knees behind him.
The custom-made double bathtub is big enough for the two of them to toss in it.
"Zhuo Zhuo, it's okay, don't tire you."
After washing his hair and wiping his back, Qiao Yingze saw that Gong Zhuoliang was just massaging his back, and thought it was the reward he said. His body gradually relaxed, and his legs were really tired, so he relaxed slowly. Sitting with his legs apart, he closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a while, when he felt his back was supported against Gong Zhuoliang's chest, and then his hands slid down to his lower back and kneaded.
"Sir, are you comfortable?"
Gong Zhuoliang pressed his chest against Qiao Yingze's back, and pressed his lips close to his ears. The heat from his words brushed against his ears, making Qiao Yingze's ears turn red.
"Comfortable... um... ah!"
Qiao Yingze raised his head and panted shallowly, feeling his uncontrollable hotness, Qiao Yingze had the urge to touch it with his own hands, but he didn't dare to take any action because of Gong Zhuoliang's presence. He secretly rejoiced that the floating petals and medicinal leaves could block Gong Zhuoliang's sight, but unexpectedly, the hands kneading his back suddenly moved forward, one touched his chest upwards, and the other held it downwards... Qiao Yingze's brief The exclamation was born, and then he subconsciously raised his hand to cover it.
"Sir, this is today's reward."
Maybe it was because the man in front of him was too clean and delicate, Gong Zhuoliang found that he didn't feel any discomfort or disgust when he was holding the same male part, but felt that something as delicate as its owner felt good... Gong Zhuoliang was a little bit I was distracted thinking, could it be that I am actually a double
But before, there was no man who could make him interested, and if the person in his arms was replaced by another man... Gong Zhuoliang felt a little creepy, maybe he just didn't hate Qiao Yingze.
"Uh... Zhuo... stop..."
Clutching the edge of the bathtub with one hand helplessly, and covering his mouth with the other to prevent the sound of groans from overflowing, Qiao Yingze's body went from tense to limp and then tense again, until after an uncontrollable eruption, Qiao Yingze went limp in the palace again. In Zhuo Liang's arms, he couldn't break free from the fog in front of him for a long time.
"Sister, breathe slowly, take your time, husband, this is what a husband and wife should do, do you like Zhuozhuo's husband? Is your husband comfortable?"
Shocked by Qiao Yingze's weak and bewildered appearance, Gong Zhuoliang wrapped his arms around his waist and buried his face in his neck. Meaning is full of bad taste.
"… Um."
His face was buried in Gong Zhuoliang's neck and he didn't lift it up for a long time. Qiao Yingze was shy but still missed the feeling of this moment. Before marriage, he had read the picture book and listened to the explanation, but he never thought that such a thing would be so comfortable...
It's just that Qiao Yingze felt something was wrong in his heart, Zhuo Zhuo obviously called him husband-in-law, but it seemed awkward there, but it's true that he is a husband...
"Sir, if you soak in cold water, you will catch a cold. Let's go back to the room and rest."
Gong Zhuoliang dried himself first and put on his bathrobe, then wrapped Qiao Yingze who had stood up from the bathtub with a bath towel, wiped his body and dressed him, and wrapped his hair with a cloth towel before helping him who was already dizzy. The soft big Qiao went back to the room, put him under the bed and tucked the corners of the quilt, and dried his hair. Then he turned around and began to take care of himself. He felt Qiao Yingze move behind him, and Gong Zhuoliang wiped his hair. While turning around to look, Qiao Yingze found that Qiao Yingze had rolled himself into the quilt like a silkworm baby, and was almost buried in the quilt with his face turned away from him.
"Sister... don't be shy, sleep together, come on, let me in, let me in."
Gong Zhuoliang really couldn't help laughing out loud, he threw the cloth towel on the ground casually, and then threw himself on Qiao Yingze's body to pick off his quilt, and seemed to be attracted by his hearty laughter, Qiao Yingze opened his eyes in embarrassment Looking at him, the tightly pursed lips moved, and finally evoked a shallow arc, and the hand that was gripping the quilt was also relaxed, and Gong Zhuoliang got in...
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX had another good night's sleep, another tangled morning, once again Qiao Yingze coaxed Gong Zhuoliang to sit up, and vowed that he must reverse this situation as soon as possible, he XX, he wanted to sleep in, sleep in!
"Sir, I'm so sleepy, I'm so sleepy!"
Yuzu's Gong Zhuoliang pretended to be tender on Qiao Yingze's body, and accidentally came across the part of that person who was full of energy earlier in the morning. Gong Zhuoliang subconsciously touched his little palace, thinking when it would no longer be just for viewing, And it has practical functions!
"Zhuo Zhuo, be good...how about I go tell grandma that you're not feeling well, and spare you a few days to behave?"
Qiao Yingze hugged the coquettish little daughter-in-law distressedly, thinking about how to talk to his grandmother. He was strong since he was a child, even though he rarely asked for anything from his grandmother, but if it was for Gong Zhuoliang, he didn't mind talking about it.
"Forget it, how can a new daughter-in-law be so self-willed? Don't indulge me too much in front of outsiders. People will laugh at you for being afraid of your inner self. I have also become arrogant and domineering."
As soon as Qiao Yingze retreated, Gong Zhuoliang was too embarrassed to play tricks again, pinched Qiao Yingze's chin and shook it to vent his anger, so he rang the bell to let the maids come in to serve him.
Gong Zhuoliang sat upright on this side and asked Ruo Lan to comb her hair and put hairpins on it. Over there, Qiao Yingze, who had nothing to do, took the egg custard prepared by Han Shu, brought it to Gong Zhuoliang's side, and sat down on the wide stool of the dressing table with him. , and then took a spoon to feed him, which frightened all the little maids, especially the one who had been waiting behind Qiao Yingze, not daring that the one in front of them was the same person as their indifferent and ascetic young master.
"..."
Looking at Qiao Yingze with a calm face, and looking at the maidservants who collectively crashed, Gong Zhuoliang also opened his mouth to accept his husband's feeding very calmly, and he didn't think so much about the mother-in-law who was going to serve her mother-in-law and her mother-in-law soon. Conflicted, anyway, no matter what anger you get outside, you can get it back from your husband when you come back. Thinking about it this way, Gong Zhuoliang will be magnanimous, just for your son's sake, I will bear it no matter how hard I am. How many days are you!