Only then did Zhao'er realize that he had missed his mouth.
Don't blame Xiaohong, really don't blame Xiaohong, because she herself is a stupid pig.
Seeing his bright smile but not smiling face, Zhao'er subconsciously wanted to hide, only to find that his waist had been pinched by him.
"Actually, it's really nothing. It's just that when I went out to talk about business, I met a few women who were suffering." She deliberately wrote lightly.
"Go out and talk about business? Where to talk about business?" He chuckled softly and hummed.
"It's a place to talk about business, where can it be?" She didn't even dare to look at him.
"real?"
"Really..." Zhao'er let out a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, let me tell you the truth, you also know that men cannot avoid going to those fireworks places when they talk business, and there are many girls in those flower buildings. But you say I am one. Daughter's house, even if I go to Hualou, it's nothing, right, what can I do?"
"Then what else do you want to do? Wang Zhao'er, you are really getting fatter and fatter, and you even ran to drink flower wine!"
Zhao'er jumped like a stunned grasshopper: "I didn't drink flower wine, you said they were all women, what can they do?"
"What else do you want to do?" Xue Tingxiang got closer and closer.
"I don't want to do anything."
"You don't want to do anything yet. You've all gone to drink flower wine. I've grown up so much, and I haven't been to flower wine yet!" Xue Tingxiang said very angrily.
Zhao'er shrank his neck: "Then what do you say, I'll take you for a drink another day?"
"Wang Zhao'er!"
At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Hong'er's voice came in from outside.
"Mother, mother!"
Standing in front of the door, Hong'er looked at the entangled father and mother in the room in astonishment, and saw her father's hand under her mother's waist, rubbing vigorously.
"Mother, your waist hurts again?" Hong'er, obedient and sensible, still remembers when her mother was tired and her father rubbed her waist.
Zhao'er jumped up again, waved Xue Tingxiang's hand away, and hurried over: "Hong'er, let mother see if she has lost weight recently? Do you miss mother, mother brought you a lot of children this time? stuff."
"Mother, how old am I, you still bought me gadgets." Hong'er said a little embarrassed. This embarrassment is naturally due to Brother Wei who is not far behind.
"How old can you be, you're still a little baby, so you can't play with gadgets?" Zhao'er patted his son's head with a laugh, feeling that he hasn't seen him for two months, and his son seems to have grown a little taller. I was sighing in my heart when I saw the little boy who opened his eyes and looked at her not far away.
The boy's height is about the same as Hong'er, but he is a little thinner than Hong'er. She was wearing duck-egg blue trousers, her lips were red and her teeth were white, her eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Zhao Di, and she was outrageously beautiful.
In the past, Zhao'er thought that Hong'er looked like her father and was handsome like a doll, but now she finally sees what looks like a doll.
"Are you Brother Wei? Come and show my aunt."
Brother Wei obediently stepped forward and stood in front of Zhao'er.
Seeing this child, Zhao'er was happy, and at the same time, she was a little sad. The sadness was naturally because she thought of the second sister and the child's life experience.
"Brother Wei is so obedient! Let's go, my aunt will take you and Hong'er to get the gadgets, all of which my aunt bought from Suzhou."
Zhao'er held one with his left hand and the other with his right and left. As for the man with a dark face, he was forgotten behind his head.
Go and bring the box of things that I brought back to the two children, Zhao'er played with them for a while, and then went to the kitchen to cook.
In fact, she didn't need to do it, but she hadn't forgotten that Xue Tingxiang was still angry, so she naturally wanted to atone for her crimes.
She cooked a large table of dishes. Although she hadn't cooked for a long time, her craftsmanship was not unfamiliar. Three adults and two children ate a full meal.
After eating, Xiaohong and the others clear the table.
Zhao'er went to Zhao Di's room on the grounds that she hadn't seen her second sister for a long time.
Now Zhao Di also has a girl next to her. The two children were taken by the girl to wash and sleep, and the two sisters were talking together.
After discussing what happened after the separation, Zhao Di asked the girl to fetch water to wash her. Seeing that my sister didn't go back to the house, it was Lai who spoke to her here without a word. Zhao Di, who had just finished washing up, sighed, waved the girl away, and walked over.
"What? Are you going to stay in this room with me tonight?"
"Sister, if you want me to accompany you, I'll stay with you."
cunning! A word came out of her mouth, and her meaning changed completely. Zhao Di glared at her and sat down on the edge of the bed: "What? Too scared to go back."
"No way."
"I didn't tell you. Sister knows that you like to do business, but you should also pay attention to it. Ting Yan is now an official, and your status is different. Why are you still showing up outside and not leaving home?"
"Sister, do women have to be at home with their husbands and children?" Zhao'er said.
"Sister didn't say that. I'm not stable, so naturally I can't use this to ask you. But you have to know that you have a man and a child. If you go out like this, you will not return for more than a month? You are not afraid of the court. Get a concubine back, you don't have any land in this house!?"
"He dares!"
"What's he not afraid of?" Zhao Di sneered, looking at her sister and said: "People's hearts are changeable, especially men, they are born with three wives and four concubines, and they can enjoy the blessing of hugging from left to right. Auntie concubine or something, can you lift the roof off? There are a few who are officials who don't have a few aunties around."
Zhao'er seemed a little resentful and a little guilty, and whispered: "When I went out to do business, he agreed."
"If he agrees with you, you are unscrupulous? Are you really stupid or fake? When you come back home suddenly there are more people, and you will cry!" Zhao Di was so angry that she stabbed her forehead with her finger.
"It's a big deal. I've been separated from him at that time, but it's not that I can't live by myself!" Zhao'er said stubbornly.
"I'm not afraid of your tough mouth!"
Zhao Di wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Zhao'er.
"Sister, I know what you said, let's not talk about it, okay?"
Zhao Di glared at her angrily, and said, "I've already said everything I need to say, and you know what you're doing. You're still staying here with me, and don't go back to the house."
Zhao'er stood up with a sluggish head, said something, sister, rest early, and then went back to the house.
Back in the room, the lights in the room were off, only one light was on in the bedroom, and the yellow light came out from inside.
As soon as Zhao'er walked to the door, Xiao Lu, who lived in the side room, came.
"lady."
Zhao'er waved his hand, and Little Green stepped back.
She turned around and closed the door and walked in cautiously. Looking from her position, she could only see a person sitting on the kang.
It was Xue Tingxiang.
He has a small kang table by his hand, and a lamp on the kang table. With the light, he is looking at a file in his hand intently.
Zhao'er diligently came to the edge of the kang. This kang is used for warmth in winter, and the warm air can be felt next to it. The heat suddenly made Zhao'er feel cold. She took off her shoes and climbed onto the kang.
"Are you going to sleep?"
Xue Tingxiang ignored her, she glanced at him, and pretended to tidy up the bedding on the kang.
But no matter how you organize it, there will always be an end. Zhao'er pulled the quilt on the bed and lay down beside Xue Tingxiang.
She was lying, he was sitting, and from this angle you could just see his beautifully shaped jaw.
His thin lips pursed slightly, looking a little serious. Zhao'er looked at him for a long time, but he didn't move, she felt a little bored, and pulled the quilt up, only showing a face outside.
After lying down for a while, Zhao'er couldn't fall asleep, and he was also worried that he was still angry. But let her speak softly, but she couldn't say it for some reason, so she stretched out her fingers and got into his quilt, poking at his trouser legs one after another.
Poke, tug, as if he were playing, but the more he played, the more vigorously he rubbed the hard flesh on his legs.
Suddenly, Xue Tingxiang moved.
Throwing the book aside, he lay down and slept in his own bed.
In this way, with Zhao'er's posture, he can't see his face. She retracted her hand, changed to a half-side position, pulled the quilt down a little, and looked at him.
"Are you still angry?"
Xue Tingxiang lifted his eyelids a little, looked at her with a sneer, and saw that she was hiding under the quilt with only a pair of eyes showing.
It looks so innocent, pure, and has a little unconscious charm.
Xue Tingyan had been sober for a long time, and he was already eager to move in the depths of his heart.
Zhao'er couldn't even resist, let him take the quilt off his body and throw it aside.
The soft and warm quilt has the unique taste of Xue Tingxiang. It was very warm, and the two were very close again, and the temperature in the quilt seemed to rise suddenly.
Zhao'er's clothes were messed up, revealing her slender neck and the looming red apron in her clothes. Xue Tingxiang's eyes sank, and he reached out and stroked it.
His fingers were a little cold, and they moved upstream on Zhao'er's neck, causing waves of electricity. Zhao'er moved unconsciously, and he pressed his feet under his legs, his toes curled.
Xue Tingyan took the trouble to stroke it back and forth. His fingers touched a blue blood vessel on Zhao'er's neck and felt the throbbing.
Inexplicably, Zhao'er had a dry mouth.
He bit it, but it didn't look like biting, it just felt wet. Zhao'er felt a little itchy, and just as she couldn't help but want to shrink her shoulders, he suddenly moved away.
"You're bold." The two were almost face to face, his voice was very low, and the hot air blew around Zhao'er's face.
"No." She said softly.
"Hmph, drink flower wine." He pressed his forehead against hers.
Zhao'er just wanted to hide, but couldn't, so she could only bear it in this passive posture.
"I can't anymore."
He lightly hummed twice, rubbing his big palm on Zhao'er's waist: "It seems that you have learned a lot outside this time? What have you learned, tell me, drink flower wine? Have?"
"nothing left!"
"Humph." It was a tone of disbelief.
"There's really nothing left."
"Oh?"
Zhao'er couldn't take it anymore, and it was too uncomfortable to be pressed. She reached out to push him, but she couldn't push him away. She seemed to be pinned to the couch by something.
It was also Xue Tingxiang who knew how to deal with her and what kind of posture to use so that she could not exert any strength. Between the two of them entangled, Zhao'er felt that a foreign object was getting bigger and bigger, poking her waist and beating on it. .
She was a little nervous and had some inexplicable longing, so she couldn't help moistening her lips. I was waiting for what happened next, but the other party suddenly stopped moving.
"Tired, go to sleep." He said, rolled over and lay down, with his back to Zhao'er's posture.
It's over, it's really angry this time.
Zhao'er lay there stiffly, and only after a while did he move, relax his body, and lie there curled up on his side.
Seeing his straight back, she rubbed over.
It wasn't until she posted it that she sighed contentedly in her heart.
She was lying next to him and stretched out a hand around his waist, which was Xue Tingxiang's favorite position. Just because Xue Tingxiang is a man, his skeleton and texture are much stronger and stronger than Zhao'er, so Zhao'er will be able to surround him.
"You're really angry? Don't be angry. Actually, I really didn't do anything. You know that some people like to stay in the flower building when they talk about things. I can't do anything except spend money there. Besides, they are all pitiful. woman."
He didn't move, so she leaned on the soft pillow behind his head, put her face on his neck and said, "They all thought I was a man, but one recognized me, but she promised to keep it a secret for me. , Later, several girls in the building knew about it. They thought I was not easy and must have unbearable pain, so they usually help me. "
"Besides—" She suddenly changed her tone, her voice was low: "I don't have this stuff, what can I do."