Opening his eyes and seeing that it was He Changdi, he was confused for a moment, and He Sanlang's light kiss fell on her soft lips.
Chu Lian immediately reacted and turned his head to dodge.
Angrily said: "He Changdi, what you said last night is nothing!"
Her whole body was wrapped in his arms with a quilt, and she couldn't move. The only thing that could struggle now was her bright red mouth. He Changdi looked down and saw her face flushed, and couldn't help laughing out loud.
"When did my husband stop talking?"
Chu Lian gritted his teeth when he thought of his thick-skinned and insatiable demands last night, but he suffered a loss last night and learned how much he distorted his words. Now that the two of them are on the bed again, she still hurts all over. pissed him off.
Chu Lian pouted, turned her head away, not wanting to answer his question.
He Sanlang stared at her reddened white jade earlobes, lowered his head slightly, and sucked them in. The heat was steaming in Chu Lian's ears, and she heard him ask in a low voice: "Last night, it was because of my husband's fault. Does it still hurt?"
When Chu Lian was asked this question, especially in such an ambiguous situation, the redness on his ears instantly swept across his face.
She pursed her lips and said nothing, it was too embarrassing for such a thing.
Besides, He Changdi is not a doctor, so even if he told him about the pain, what could he do.
He Sanlang stared at his daughter-in-law's dodging shy eyes, and he knew it in his heart.
"Don't go to grandma and mother's place this morning, and send someone to tell her husband." He Sanlang suggested that he felt sorry for his daughter-in-law.
As soon as he said this, Chu Lian widened his eyes and shook his head.
"no!"
She was fine yesterday, alive and kicking, if she didn't go to pay her respects in front of her elders this morning, what would others think!
Chu Lian didn't want to discuss this topic with him anymore, so she adjusted her posture and looked at the handsome He Changdi beside her and said, "Did you go to morning exercise this morning?"
He Changdi's deep eyes felt uneasy for a moment, but soon returned to calm.
He held his wife tightly in his arms, "Well, it's a habit I had before. Later, when I went to the Northern Frontier Army, Uncle Qian was strict, and the training time was longer every morning."
How dare He Sanlang tell the truth.
In fact, after the two had sex last night, he had been staring at his wife in his arms so excited that he couldn't fall asleep, and then he managed to squint for an hour or two.
When he woke up again, it was still dark, and Chu Lian was sleeping soundly on his chest, with a reddish face, fair skin, bright red lips, and messy pajamas. In the morning, a man's hopelessness is already strong, and He Sanlang is at a young age, and it is even more unbearable to sleep with his beloved wife in his arms.
Afraid of hurting Chu Lian, He Sanlang pursed his lips and went to the Martial Arts Arena to vent his anger... Cough cough... He also stopped by Miracle Doctor Miao.
Chu Lian nodded, not noticing other thoughts in He Changdi's eyes at all.
The body moved, and Chu Lian complained: "He Changdi, relax, it's getting late, I have to get up."
Just as Chu Lian was struggling, He Changdi suddenly whispered something in her ear.
Immediately, Chu Lian's whole body froze, her little face turned red and turned pale, wishing she could strangle He Changdi to death now.
"You... you actually went to find Miracle Doctor Miao!"
He Sanlang had a stern face, but his voice was hoarse: "Good boy, I've taken the medicine, and I'll accompany you to greet grandma."
Cough cough... When he was cleaning her up last night, he took a closer look at it, the place was red and swollen because he was too aggressive...
Chu Lian let out a "wow", and covered the quilt on top of her head, feeling that this time she was really ashamed to face others.
After more than a quarter of an hour, Chu Lian blushed and buried his face under the quilt. Hearing the sound of water splashing in the clean room, he calmed down for a while.
This He Sanlang actually gave her the medicine himself regardless of her resistance.
Deserves a cold shower.
Chu Lian thought angrily.
Then he called Lan Fuyan from outside to come in to serve him.
Still a little uncomfortable, Chu Lian was a little uncomfortable getting out of bed and walking, and walked around the inner room twice to get used to it, Wen Lan was smiling with her head down, but Fu Yan looked down with envy and jealousy from the corner of her eyes.
He Changdi came out of the clean room in loose pajamas, and before Wen Lan stepped forward, Fu Yan was the first to hand him a dry cloth towel.
She wanted to wring his ink-like black hair dry, but He Sanlang glanced coldly at the two of them.
Wen Lan immediately blessed Fu's body towards the two masters, and was about to withdraw. Seeing that Fu Yan was still confused and did not react, Wen Lan took Fu Yan's hand and dragged her out while the third young master was not angry. .
In the outer room, Fu Yan shook Wen Lan's hand away angrily, and said indignantly, "Wen Lan, what are you doing!"
Wen Lan took a deep breath, frowned and stared at Fu Yan, "Fu Yan, didn't you see it? The third young master doesn't like us staying inside."
Fu Yan snorted lightly, "I think you are too careful! The third young master hasn't said anything yet!"
Hearing her words, Wen Lan frowned even tighter, "Fu Yan, let me advise you, even though you are the third grandma's dowry maid, you still need to know how to behave, think about Ming Yan!"
After saying this, Wen Lan turned and left the outside room.
She became more and more displeased with this Fuyan. Is Fuyan really a fool for being the third grandma? Although the third grandma is usually kind and doesn't like to care about things, she is definitely not someone who can be fooled simply.
Even if there is no third mistress, Fuyan thinks that the third young master is easy to mess with
Fu Yan has never been to the northern border, and she has seen how many people the third young master killed, otherwise she would not have such unreasonable thoughts.
Fuyan didn't bother to ask Lan's warning at all.
The third young master is as sweet as honey to the third grandma now, but when he knows that the third grandma betrayed him and went with a strange man, will there really be no lump in his heart
Men can't tolerate a woman's betrayal, especially if this woman is his wife!
The corners of Fuyan's mouth curled up.
She endured it for so long, isn't it just for today
It wasn't until the two big maids left the inner room that He Sanlang's expression softened. He walked up to Chu Lian and handed her the cloth towel in his hand.
Chu Lian rolled his eyes before taking it, got up by himself, and pressed him on the embroidered pier in front of the dressing table.
Going around behind him, gently brushing his wet hair.
"Just now I asked Lan and the others if they were here?" Chu Lian pouted slightly.
He Sanlang's black eyes were looking at Chu Lian in the bronze mirror.
The voice was cold, "I don't like them serving you."
The corners of Chu Lian's mouth could not help but bend, remembering what Nanny Zhong had told her earlier.
Before she got married to He Changdi, Songtao Garden had no rank maids at all except for a few rough maids and mothers-in-law. He Changdi's basic necessities of life were always taken care of by Chang Sui.
"I don't know how to serve people."
Chu Lian is telling the truth, she doesn't know how to serve people at all. Having enjoyed the service of Xi Yan Wen Qing Wen Lan and the others, her actions are not called serving at all...
He Changdi smiled deeply, "Except for the couch, I don't need you to serve my husband."
Chu Lian was stunned, her cheeks flushed instantly, and she threw the cloth towel into He Changdi's arms, wipe it by herself if she doesn't need to wait on her!
Thinking it wasn't enough, Chu Lian glared at him again, what's the matter with this He Sanlang, since the relationship between the two got closer, he has been full of obscene jokes all day long, really annoying.
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