Go back to the Admiral's youth through the book

Chapter 19 (19) The prosperity is gone, and the old man

Xia Ou's heart was terrified by his eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

This master is full of tiger and wolf words, and her little heart is plopping...

Gathering his mind, he held up the beautiful bamboo paper and showed it to him.

Ji Cheng read the characters that looked like dogs' paws one by one.

"I haven't had menstruation yet, I'm still a child, I absolutely can't have sex, consummate the house when I grow up and I'm ready, shall we talk about it?"

"What is menarche?" He raised his eyebrows, as if he was seriously thinking about the feasibility of Duke Zhou's ceremony.

Xia Ou hurriedly clutched her lower abdomen, and made a movement for dysmenorrhea.

He took another bite of the ink stick and wrote a few words: Husband, the one that girls come every month...

"Kwai water?"

Because of Sangu Xia, Jicheng has a shadow of beauty in his heart.

In his past and present lives, he always kept women at arm's length. Even if he became an eunuch, he would refuse to eat with court ladies.

He was able to know the word "Kwai Shui" entirely because he discovered it by accident when he was studying medicine.

Xia Ou nodded again and again, like a chicken pecking at rice... No, it was a little milk dog who stole Mo to eat.

Ji Chen looked at her with a smile that was not a smile, and suddenly said, "This is a way to delay the attack. In fact, you don't want to marry Ji at all?"

"No, I want to marry, especially!

If you really want to marry your husband, Xiao Ou likes your husband very much, even more so than Pearl! "Xia Ou nodded and wrote.

With a smile on Ji Cheng's lips, he said, "Then you can guarantee that from now on, you will be devoted to your husband, be loyal, and never have other men in your eyes?"

"Why don't you dare?!"

Xia Ou's word "dare" is written neatly and neatly, which seems to be extra strokes.

What can she not guarantee?

Follow the admiral to eat popular food and drink spicy food, how much can you save yourself who is new here?

Besides, if she leaves him, it's no wonder that the best of the Xia family don't cramp and skin her!
And the most important point is that when she read some of the articles, she skipped chapters, and she didn't guarantee that she would live to the end of her life.

In order to express her determination, she spit again and dipped in ink, and wrote nastyly, "My only wish in life is that the time will be quiet and happy, and I will talk to you; the years will flow like water, and I will be the same as you; the prosperity will be gone, and I will grow old with you."

As the pen fell, her eyes were extremely bright, and her eyes were fixed on his handsome face.

How is it, are you moved, do you have the little excitement that you want to cry?
No, she should be blushing right now, showing a bit of the shyness of a little daughter!

Because the "face change" was a bit sudden, the small expressions on her face were "unlike", which looked very strange.

Ji Cheng watched her complexion change, and rolled up the bamboo paper in his hands leisurely.

Bring a basin of water and wash her.

Afterwards, she put away the brush that she had shattered so much, took out a new brush, and ground the ink.

Standing behind her, he lowered his body slightly, and handed Xia Ou a new writing brush, and taught her to hold the pen holder.

"Miss, the posture of holding the pen just now is wrong. When holding the pen, pay attention to 擫, press, hook, grid and touch, and the wrist should be hung high."

Xia Ou repeatedly nodded.

She had learned brush calligraphy before, but she didn't practice much, so the pen became a hard pen once she picked it up.

"Concentrate on..." Ji Cheng said two words lightly.

While speaking, his warm breath sprinkled on her ears, and the itching spread to her limbs through the ears.

His low and mellow voice seemed to ring in her heart.

The night is full of dew, who can stand this temptation?

Xia Ou took a deep breath and tried to focus on the tip of the pen.

But the sight involuntarily moved from Mojian to his big hand.

Probably because of his poor life in recent years, his skin is a little chapped and looks a little rough, but his knuckles are slender, like bamboo joints and bones.

This master's foundation is really good!

Ji Cheng noticed that she was distracted again, but she didn't say a word to remind her, but took her little paws to rewrite the previous line.

My only wish in life is that the time is quiet and beautiful, and talk to you;

Ji Cheng's strokes are well-proportioned, the layout of the font is well-proportioned, and the iron hook is drawn with silver hooks. Even though he deliberately restrained himself a lot when writing, there is still a faint power in the strokes.

"Will you meet?" Ji Cheng suddenly asked as if checking his homework.

Xia Ou smiled brightly.

She didn't remember anything, just thinking about it.

Ji Cheng put away his pen and ink, and said, "The hot water on the stove was originally for you to wash after consummating the house. Now let's bathe the lady again!"

Others hugged the lady with a warm and soft jade in their arms, while he let go of Moxiang.

Xia Ou secretly rolled her eyes.

What a shameful thing to say!

Coupled with such an exile-like temperament, it is a serious temperament...

She cursed in her heart, but on the surface she continued to play the role of the little lady who deeply admired him, and reluctantly walked out of the room with her calves.

Stay again, I still don't know how to be molested!
The girlish heart of the old aunt almost fell...

Xia Ou went to the kitchen, mixed hot water, and rinsed his mouth seven or eight times. He felt that the taste was almost gone, and the smell of the ink faded.

Fortunately, these days are all natural things, and a piece of ink stick can't kill people.

She packed up and walked back, ready to rest.

But here comes the question, as a wife who has not consummated the house, where will she sleep?
She remembered that Jicheng bought a set of quilts. June in this ancient mountain area is different from June in modern big cities. The night wind is whistling, and her small body can't help but catch the cold...

Gently pushing open the door, I found that the temperature inside Jicheng's room was almost the same temperature as the outside, which was "cooler".

It's freezing to death!

By the light of the big red candles, she groped to find the bed, and Ji Cheng was lying on the Ba Bu bed, seemingly fast asleep.

Xia Ou's eyes lit up, and she smiled wickedly.

She kept her movements light and tiptoed forward.

Slowly moved to the shallow corridor of the Babu bed.

Stretching out her little paws, she quietly lifted the quilt.

Hey, she felt the admiral's finger move, could it be that she was discovered?
One, two, three... five...

She counted silently for a few seconds vigilantly, and nothing unusual happened.

Oops, she's really overwhelmed.

The admiral received the whipping all over his body, and shed so much blood, just like a woman who came to sunflower water, she must be very weak...

Just now, it was another toss, and he probably passed out from exhaustion.

So, Xia Ou boldly raised her calf and stretched her little feet into the bed, the temperature of the bed instantly warmed her feet.

The long-lost warmth is really longing for.

She crawled in slowly, and slowly stretched out her shrunken calves.

Then he stuck his cold little paws on Ji Cheng's fiery chest, and rubbed against the other's chest a few times by the way.

She finally knew why Ji Cheng wasn't cold anymore!

Because a man's firepower is naturally strong, even a sick man is like a small stove.

She is so smart...

(End of this chapter)