Chapter 35 (Birth is not important, what matters is that he
rational soul finally followed him to the underworld, and at the same time brought the officers and soldiers of Daxing left-back with him.it seems that their souls can be reincarnated at any time if t...in the dead of night, the bed creaked and rang for half an hour.
after a while, a lean and sturdy figure opened the curtain and walked towards the clean room inside.
the only copper lamp was lit on the table, and the man's shadow became shorter, lengthened again and again, and finally disappeared behind the curtain of the clean house.
Huayang bent his fingers lazily, as if he had just returned to his mind, when he heard Chen Jingzong come out again, standing in front of the washing rack with his head down, washing it seriously.
through the hazy curtains, Huayang saw his strong shoulders and narrow waist.
in her ear, her aunt invited her to watch the bodyguard fight and made a comment in her ear: "appreciating handsome men is the same as appreciating beauties, not only their faces, but also their necks, shoulders, breasts, bellies, waist, buttocks and legs. Of course, if you want to choose a male pet, you have to have real skills in addition to handsome, otherwise it will be a silver wax gun head, which is useless. "
words like this, if Huayang is not married, or Chen Jingzong is not dead, Huayang may avoid it as soon as her aunt opens her mouth and will never hear it out. But by that time she had become a widow, and the night was lonely, and she listened with relish, though she always refused to admit that she always had to maintain a noble and dignified manner in front of her aunt.
therefore, a simple little girl has a completely different view of a man than a young woman who has really experienced those tastes.
just like Huayang, when he looked at Chen Jingzong, he only looked at his face. After he got married, he didn't like his face because of all kinds of dislikes, and he had no interest in his body.
in the final analysis, she was still in a girl's state of mind at that time. Now, Huayang is far more satisfied with Chen Jingzong's body than he is.
silently watched Chen Jingzong change the water several times, washed things thoroughly, and watched him go to the lamp to check carefully if there were any leaks. Huayang was so embarrassed and amused that he put on his Chinese clothes and was ready to take a bath in the Westinghouse before he came back.
Chen Jingzong had just hung things on one end of the wash rack to dry. Yu Kuang saw her long hair coming out like a waterfall, and said helplessly, "on such a cold day, you must pay attention to it. What if you catch a cold" It is reasonable to say that you disliked me in the past, but now there is nothing for me. It is all your own. You can wipe it casually with a towel. "
Huayang: "… Shut up. No one thinks you're mute if you don't talk. "
there was water in the bathroom, but it was a little cold because of the delay. Not far away, there were two copper pots with boiling water. Huayang tried to carry them, but could not carry them.
because she knew that Chen Jingzong was coming tonight, Huayang didn't ask Chaoyun to hold a vigil, so she specially asked her to go to the ear room to sleep with the moon.
even if he is his confidant servant girl, Huayang is not used to letting Chaoyun listen to the corner of the wall every time.
"come here." She called to the east room.
footsteps, Chen Jingzong came, wearing a Chinese coat, revealing two slender and powerful legs, fortunately, the Chinese clothes in this season were long enough to block the last place Huayang wanted to see.
Huayang pointed to the copper pot and said, "help me mix the water."
Chen Jingzong picked up the copper pot, tried the temperature of the water in the bathtub first, and then poured hot water into it.
Huayang stood opposite, trying to warm the water at any time, feeling that it was enough and asking him to go out.
Chen Jingzong: "it's all here, so I'll pay attention to it."
with that, he pulled his clothes and stepped into the bathtub.
Huayang looked at his big feet raised high and rebuked, "Don't you dare!"
she doesn't want to soak in his foot wash!
Chen Jingzong caught a glimpse of her dislike, so he had to give up the idea of taking a bath, put on a wet towel, stood aside and faced her.
Huayang turned around and his ears were red.
Chen Jingzong whispered, "with your temper, if someone wants to kill you without a knife or a gun, and forcibly feed you a bowl of foot water, you can make yourself sick to death."
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Huayang snorted angrily.
after scrubbing, Chen Jingzong put on his middle coat and strode out.
Huayang closed the door and soaked comfortably for a quarter of an hour. When she was about to come out, she was so cold that she was shivering. She was about to shrink back into the water and soak for a while, when the door was suddenly pushed open. Chen Jingzong neatly came in, pulled off the towel hanging beside him, came to the bathtub, closed his eyes and said, "come out. I'll wipe it for you. I'm fast."
Huayang lowered his eyes and straightened himself up by holding the bathtub on his side, trembling.
the next moment, Chen Jingzong wrapped a towel around her shoulder, easily lifted her out, wrapped her from shoulder to foot, carried her all the way into the bed, scrubbed her carefully with really fast speed, and stuffed her into bed.
Huayang is still cold.
Chen Jingzong threw the wet towel out of the bed, got into bed, held her tightly in his arms and rubbed her shoulders and back with big hands.
Huayang will warm up soon.
Chen Jingzong went to put out all the lights outside. When he came back, he lay in his quilt and said to her, "go to sleep. I have to move tomorrow."
Huayang paused and asked him to come over and say, "I'm still a little cold here."
Chen Jingzong came back right away.
Hua Yang shrank into his arms, and his chest was warmer than any soup woman.
after a moment of warmth, Chen Jingzong tentatively put his hand on her waist.
Huayang closed his eyes and said, "go to bed."
Chen Jingzong: "if you are so close to me, who can sleep"
Huayang doesn't care, she just sleeps soundly.
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before dawn, six carriages were parked outside the Chen mansion, which were sent by the governor of Lingzhou, the administrator of Ningyuan, and the county government of Jiangping County to greet their respective masters.
the servant girl at the door keeps going in and out, carrying the cages of each room into the car.
Li Yuantang, Chen Tingjian and Sun respectively told their sons and daughters to set out.
Huayang and Chen Jingzong are the most relaxed. Chen Bozong and Chen Xiaozong are both accompanied by reluctant children.
his majestic grandfather stared, and Saburo held back his tears. He couldn't hold back any longer before he tilted his head and wiped it off with his sleeve.
Da Lang and Jiro are very sensible, but their eyes are also full of reluctance to give up their parents.
Wanyi held her mother's hand tightly, her eyes red.
Yu Xiu also wants to cry, insisting that she choose between her husband and her children. She would rather stay in her ancestral home to accompany her children, especially her daughter, who is her real intimate little cotton-padded jacket.
"it's all right. We'll be back when your father takes a bath." Yu Xiu kept touching her daughter's head.
Chen Bozong glanced at their mother and quickly looked away again.
Luo Yuyan is also reluctant to leave her children, but they are taught and raised by their parents, so there is nothing to worry about. She wants to keep an eye on her husband, and she really has enough to live in the small Fuchui Hall, so she can't wait to go out for some air.
"all right, let's go."
people have finished loading things. Chen Tingjian touched his beard and continued to cry, only to let the people see jokes.
"Sister, we are going the same way. Please sit with me."
through the curtain hat, Huayang smiled at Yu Xiu.
Yu Xiu was so flattered again that she forgot the worry about the separation of mother and son.
"go ahead." Chen Bozong is on the side.
Yu Xiu hurried to Huayang and joined her in the most luxurious carriage sent by Ningyuan.dfather angry and disappointed.but my sister's hands are warm and my sister smiles so happily.after all, Da Lang is only seven years old, and he is also a bit playful in his bones. He thought that he...