My Wife, Something is Wrong

Chapter 180: Pure white Chanchan

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In the evening.

The carriage entered the city and stopped in front of Jubao Pavilion.

Luo Qingzhou entered the store and first looked at the newly released books about the Black Wood Forest monsters on the first floor.

Then he went upstairs, spent another five gold coins, and participated in the next mission.

The next mission is in three days.

This mission cost five gold coins, but in return it brought a generous reward of more than a thousand gold coins and items such as storage bags.

The most important thing is that he not only honed his practical skills, but also acquired the "Mountain Shaking Fist" boxing technique.

It can be said to be a great harvest!

I don’t know what I will gain from the next mission.

Even if you don't hunt down any monsters, pick up any gold coins or boxing skills, etc., it's worth it as long as you can practice in the Black Wood Forest.

Just five gold coins, not much for him now.

Thinking of that girl Xia Chan, who worked hard to plant flowers in the garden every night but only received some change every month, he couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for her.

With that girl's ability, it would be a waste to just dig the soil and plant flowers.

So he planned to wait until he found out the whereabouts of the Song family members and then invite the girl to go kill people together.

When the time comes, give her some rewards.

I guess that girl has never seen gold coins.

Come to think of it, it’s really pitiful.

He bought a few strings of candied haws on the street and prepared to go home.

Just as he was about to cross a secluded alley, a black shadow like a venomous snake suddenly flew over from the corner and shot straight towards his neck!

Luo Qingzhou leaned back suddenly, raised his left arm instantly, and blocked his neck in front of him.

At the same time, the tendons and muscles in both legs suddenly tightened and stretched, bouncing backwards!

“Bang!”

A crisp sound rang out in the quiet alley.

Luo Qingzhou jumped back instantly and landed five or six meters behind him. He felt a burning pain on his left arm. He looked down and saw a red whip mark on it!

He has now reached the tendon refining stage, and his skin and flesh have become extremely tough. Even if he hits a wall or a rock, he will not be easily injured.

But now, just a whip left painful marks on his skin.

Obviously, the other party is a warrior and his realm is higher than his.

Moreover, the whip was even a magical weapon with some kind of runes added to it!

He stood there, holding a candied haws in one hand and clenching his fist with the other, looking towards the corner in front of him.

First, a long leg wrapped in black stockings stretched out.

Then, a tall and sexy figure walked out, holding a whip in her hand and staring at him coldly.

"I didn't follow you, nor did I intend to rob you or rape you."

Luo Qingzhou spoke directly.

The whip girl swung the shortened black whip in her hand, walked with her long straight and sexy legs, twisted her round and beautiful buttocks, walked sideways for a few steps, then stopped and looked at him, and said coldly: "Why did you lie to me yesterday?"

Luo Qingzhou did not answer, and the pain in his arm gradually disappeared.

He took a step back, ready to leave.

The whip girl suddenly said coldly: "You haven't asked me my name today."

Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, looked at her strangely, and said, "Miss, what's your name today?"

The whip girl's towering breasts slightly lifted up, and her chin slightly raised: "Cao Cao'er!"

Luo Qingzhou: “…”

The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he said, "Girl, I suggest you change your name."

The whip girl narrowed her eyes: "Why? Isn't this name nice?"

In fact, this name is very nice, if it weren't for the later explanations.

Luo Qingzhou explained: "I remember a story recorded in a book. The protagonist is called Cao Cao, a short and sturdy man who loves married women..."

The whip girl's eyebrows jumped, she looked at him suspiciously and asked, "What story?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "It's just a little story, I forgot it."

When the whip girl wanted to ask more questions, he immediately waved his hand, turned around and left, saying: "Miss Cao, next time you take this alley and I will take another way. I hope we don't run into each other again."

The whip girl narrowed her eyes and watched him walk away quickly. She stood there for a while before frowning and muttering to herself, "Cao Cao, you like other people's wives? Then my name is Cao Cao'er, doesn't that mean I... like other people's husbands? Bah! Bah, bah, bah! What am I imagining?"

She stamped her feet, turned around, and walked away with her long straight legs, saying, "I'll have to ask Wei Mo when I get back. Maybe Cao Mengde wrote it based on Cao Cao, who loves other people's wives. If that's the case, then the son-in-law in the Qin Mansion must have ulterior motives and no good intentions! I have to tell Wei Mo and my aunt immediately!"

Luo Qingzhou didn't know that his casual ridicule had inadvertently caused trouble for himself.

He took a detour and returned to the mansion through the back door.

In the courtyard, Xiaodie had already brought back dinner.

After the master and servant finished dinner, it was already dark.

Luo Qingzhou first went to the kitchen to boil water, took a medicinal bath in the room, and then took Xiaodie to take a bath in the lake under the cover of night.

After a whole day of practice today, many impurities in my body were refined out, but my muscles still feel a little sore.

It's very comfortable to soak in the hot spring.

He had to recover quickly because he had to serve a certain pink, tender, cunning and naughty young lady well tonight.

Lying on the rocks in the shallow water, my mind was full of random thoughts.

The little girl stood beside her, her snow-white body naked, massaging her shoulders and back. Although her two soft little hands did not have much strength, combined with the warm lake water, it felt quite good.

Luo Qingzhou squinted his eyes and almost fell asleep in comfort.

Um

He suddenly woke up again.

"What? I asked you to pinch my back and shoulders, why did you pinch my legs? Just pinch my legs, why are you sneakily moving towards the middle?"

"Sir... it was dark, and I saw it wrongly... I thought, I thought it was your other leg..."

"… "

After taking a shower.

The master and servant went ashore, put on their clothes, and then sneaked back under the cover of night.

Return to the room.

Luo Qingzhou changed into a loose Confucian robe.

Then he dried his hair, tidied himself up, and went out.

Before leaving, he reminded Xiaodie: "Remember to clean up my room and light some incense. Tonight..."

Looking at the pink and tender little girl who had just stepped out of the bath and was looking at him with big eyes, he suddenly felt a little guilty but was too embarrassed to say it out loud.

I feel guilty saying in front of my wife, "Clean up the room tonight, I want to have sex with another woman."

"Sir, will the young lady come to share your room tonight?"

The little girl guessed it immediately, but she didn't seem jealous or sad at all. Instead, her eyes lit up and her face was full of joy.

She is happy for her own son.

Luo Qingzhou's heart suddenly felt sour and a little guilty. He opened his arms and gently held her petite body in his arms, stroking her soft hair and delicate back, and assured softly: "Xiaodie, after the New Year, the young master will want you."

The little girl pressed her shy little face against his chest, hugged him tightly with her arms, and whispered, "Yeah!"

Luo Qingzhou lowered his head, held her delicate and tender little face, kissed her forehead, cheeks, and little mouth, then walked out with a gentle mood.

The little girl stood in the yard with a dazed look and a silly smile on her face for a long time. She suddenly woke up, hurried into the house to tidy up the room, and couldn't help humming a song happily.

Took a while to clean up.

She picked up the young master's soft pillow, pressed her whole cheek against it, sniffed it deeply a few times, and murmured sweetly: "Young master... I love you... I will love you forever..."

The moonlight is like frost, sprinkling all over the yard.

When Luo Qingzhou arrived at Lingchan Moon Palace, Bailing was wearing a pink dress, leaning lazily against the door, her slender body slightly bent, and one of her small feet in pink embroidered shoes was kicking and swinging boredly under the hem of her skirt, as if she had been waiting for a long time and was very bored.

When she saw him, her eyes lit up immediately, she stood up straight, and said sweetly, "Uncle."

Luo Qingzhou walked closer and asked, "Is the young lady here?"

Bailing nodded and said, "In the backyard, Chanchan is also in the backyard. Son-in-law...ah..."

Luo Qingzhou suddenly reached out and pinched her pink face, then walked in: "I'll go talk to the young lady."

Bai Ling froze at the door for a moment, touched her face, and quickly followed him, whimpering, "Son-in-law, you're taking advantage of me again..."

Luo Qingzhou didn't say anything else and walked towards the back garden, thinking to himself: Aren't you coming back tonight

Bai Ling pouted her little mouth, followed behind with brisk steps, her pink skirt swaying, and her posture was graceful, like a butterfly picking flowers.

“Swish!”

“Swish! Swish! Swish!”

As soon as Luo Qingzhou arrived at the door of the back garden, he heard the sound of sword practice coming from inside.

Bai Ling followed behind and whispered, "Son-in-law, Chanchan has been very diligent these days. She is either sleeping or practicing swordplay."

Luo Qingzhou's heart moved, and he thought of what that silly girl had done in the past two nights.

He walked in through the round door.

Under the peach tree near the pond, a slender figure in a white dress was dancing lightly in the moonlight, holding a sword.

Her sleeves were fluttering, her skirt was like a flower, and her long, smooth black hair was flying like a waterfall around her slender waist.

That pretty face was still as cold as ice under the bright moonlight.

Luo Qingzhou stood still, slightly stunned. Suddenly, he felt that this pure white and light figure was inexplicably kind...

His eyes looked towards the pavilion next to him.

The snow-white figure still sat there quietly.

She did not read tonight, but watched the figure dancing with sword under the peach tree outside the pavilion. Her expression was still cold and no one knew what she was thinking.

Bai Ling whispered in his ear, "Son-in-law, does Chanchan's dress look good? The Second Miss asked Qiu'er to send several sets over. They are all new."

Then he whispered again: "Chanchan never wears other people's clothes before, but this time, she didn't refuse..."

Luo Qingzhou was stunned, his eyes still fixed on the snow-white and cold figure, trying hard to recall the sudden feeling of intimacy that had just come over him.