After waking up from the dream, the general's wife lost her love brain

Chapter 6
The touch under your hands is as tender as tofu, sinking in with the slightest touch, and the snow-white flesh will overflow from the gaps between your fingers.

The big dark hands rested on the pearly legs, and the skin color contrasted sharply.

Qi Cun's eyes darkened and he asked her to step on his lap.

Qiao Yuan put his hands behind his waist, and felt that this posture was weird: "Wait..."

She gasped, her eyes were red: "Take it easy."

The voice was crying and full of dissatisfaction, but it sounded like coquettishness to Qi Cun's ears.

Obviously it was Qiao Yuan who was in pain, but Qi Cun was sweating profusely, it was terrible.

Qiao Yuan over there hesitated for a while, and said slowly: "Let Hongyu do this kind of rough work."

The restless leg was still receding.

Qi Cun tightly circled her, raised his head and smiled, his sharp eyebrows filled with aggression: "If you don't obey me, it won't just be as simple as rubbing your legs."

Not only rubbing the legs, but where?
Qiao Yuan was stunned, aware of the tense thigh muscles under his feet, and reacted belatedly.

He dared not move his retracted feet even half an inch. He grabbed his handkerchief and looked at the unserious General Qi in front of him in fear.

Seeing that she had calmed down obediently, Qi Cun clicked his tongue regretfully, but his hand became lighter.

The mud-legged man who obviously broke his skills in less than three sentences, his serious appearance can also bluff people.

Under the candlelight, the man rubbed her legs with a serious expression, as if he was dealing with an important matter.

Qiao Yuan hesitated for a moment, but still whispered: "Those rumors are all false, and I didn't confuse them with others."

She explained it seriously, but the fingers in her sleeves couldn't help curling up.

Qi Cun's eyes softened: "Yes, I know."

Know.what do you know?
Qiao Yuan couldn't help blushing, and mumbled: "At today's banquet, it was Li Yue who threw the hairpin on my head into the water, so there was a dispute, not because of any man."

The further back, the quieter Qiao Yuan's voice became.

Qi Cun paused and suddenly asked: "Hairpin? What kind of hairpin?"

Qiao Yuan was taken aback by the question, and murmured back: "Sandalwood hairpin."

"Well, I see." Qi Cun replied while rubbing.

Qiao Yuan couldn't figure out what Qi Cun was thinking, so he stopped talking.

The two of them didn't speak for a while, Qiao Yuan endured the discomfort in his legs, and silently observed Fu Rong on the cuff.

A quarter of an hour later, Qi Cuncai said: "Okay."

Both of them were sweating, and Hongyu silently brought in a basin of water.

Qi Cun dipped the handkerchief in water, wiped off the medicated oil on his hands, and looked slowly at the little beauty curled up on the couch with her legs hugged.

"Daughter-in-law, where do I sleep at night?"

Qiao Yuan's eyes were moist and she didn't dare to look up with a guilty conscience: "I, I asked someone to move your things to the study."

Qi Cun raised his eyebrows and said generously: "It doesn't matter, I'll move back."

But she didn't want to sleep in the same room with him.

Qiao Yuan was quick to wit: "I want to sleep with Brother Ting, but I won't be able to sleep if you come."

Qi Cun said calmly, "Then I can sleep on the soft couch."

"That's where the night watch girl slept, so it's convenient to take care of Brother Ting at night."

Co-authoring means that there is no place for him, right?

Qi Cun snorted, but didn't insist.

Anyway, he is back now, and he has plenty of time to spend slowly with her.

Brother Ting was washed clean and brought over, and the little clothes and quilts he was used to were also packed and brought over.

Qiao Yuan buried his head in his son's soft belly, took a light breath, and the breath of milk came to his face.

Brother Ting thought he was playing with him and giggled.

He is cute and cute, and his pupils are like two black and bright black grapes. When he smiles, he is especially charming.

So, so healing.

Qiao Yuan put her son on the bed with her ears red, and wrapped a small quilt rolled into a long strip to prevent him from being pressed down when sleeping at night.

"Looks like you, but if it looks like me, it's not so good-looking." A hot breath sprayed on the back of the neck.

Before Qiao Yuan could resist, his words attracted her attention.

Still self-aware.

Qiao Yuan raised the corner of his mouth, a little smug, and hypocritically comforted him: "Father Tiger has no sons, and Ting'er will definitely be like you in the future."

If there is a tail, it is estimated that it will be raised to the sky.

Looking at her proud look, Qi Cun couldn't help laughing.

Qiao Yuan turned his head and opened his eyes slightly in the next second. "You, why are you so naked?"

Qi Cun's face was wet, and his hair was still steamed. It was obvious that he had just returned from the shower: "I'm wearing it."

"Why don't you wear a shirt?" Qiao Yuan was furious.

Qi Cun looked innocent: "I came back in a hurry, I didn't bring any baggage, I thought there were old clothes in the house."

But she didn't expect to be packed and thrown into the study by her.

Xiao Zuojing shot herself in the foot with a rock, but she didn't feel that she had done something wrong, and asked, "Why don't you let someone take it?"

Qi Cun's expression was innocent: "Forgot."

Qiao Yuan looked out the window and urged, "It's already late at night. My husband must have been running all the way in the past few days. He must be very tired. It would be better to rest early."

She couldn't remember at all that this house existed together in the first place, and she drove him away with a fierce expression.

Qi Cun thought her appearance was so cute, so he couldn't help but straighten up.

The warm body slowly approached, and the face getting closer and closer was reflected in Qiao Yuan's watery eyes.

The tip of Qi Cun's nose pressed against that soft face, pressing out a dimple, his upper and lower lips parted and he exhaled hot air: "So cruel?"

The touched face was almost melted.Qiao Yuan's eyes turned red, and he pushed him away vigorously: "Let's go."

Qi Cun let out a muffled laugh, slipped a pillow from behind her, and left before his little wife exploded.

Qi Cun glanced at the brightly lit main room.

Xiaoyu was waiting at the outer door with a lantern, and said softly: "It's getting late, Lord Hou, let's go with the lantern."

what the hell.

Lanterns were lit everywhere in the house, not to mention as bright as day, but not so bright that the road could not be seen clearly.Especially Qi Cun has worked hard since he was a child, and has never experienced any environment.

Qi Cun frowned, feeling that this maid was nosy, so he turned around and left: "No need."

Xiaoyu didn't have time to say anything, and she couldn't see anyone in the blink of an eye.

That night, Xiaoyu got off duty and returned to the bedroom.

She used to sleep in the Datong shop, but now she has become a first-class maid, and she was changed to a two-person room.

A Yue, a girl who served tea, lived with her. Seeing Xiaoyu came back, she graciously fetched water for her.

Xiaoyu nodded slightly: "Thank you very much."

Ah Yue's face changed, but when she turned her head, she had a smiling face again: "Sister Xiaoyu, you've worked hard today."

There is no way, Xiaoyu is her immediate boss now, so naturally she has to curry favor.

Xiaoyu felt proud when she saw how her colleagues who looked down on her before were still looking at her.

"It's not hard. I only need to look at the yard when Madam goes out. I don't need to do anything else."

What's the matter with you, didn't you come from the same background as them?
Unexpectedly, she just got shit luck like this, got married to the wife, changed from a sweeping girl, and even crawled on top of them.

Ah Yue was disdainful in her heart, but she had to force a smile on her face: "Sister Xiaoyu has been very kind to the young master, so she deserves to enjoy some blessings."

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Xiaoyu, who was originally secretly complacent, suddenly darkened, and said sharply: "This matter is not allowed to be mentioned again in the future. If others listen to it, they will think that I am taking credit for it."

Ah Yue was frightened by her gloomy expression, rolled her eyes inwardly, and climbed onto the bed: "I won't mention it from now on."

She didn't see that the hands behind Xiaoyu were shaking.

Xiaoyu is reborn.

In the previous life, the wife abandoned her husband and son and eloped with Gu Zhong, causing the Zhenbei Hou Mansion to be ridiculed by everyone in Beijing.

Unexpectedly, Gu Zhong later failed to withstand the pressure, betrayed his trust, and returned to Jiangnan in despair, leaving Qiao Yuan facing a mess.

Everyone was waiting to see the joke made by the former Mrs. Zhenbei Hou, but they did not expect that the abandoned mistress actually went to pick up his eloped wife in person.

Even afraid that Madam would hear rumors from outside, she specially built a moon-holding pavilion, except for the servants who serve, ordinary people cannot enter, like a dragon guarding its own treasures.

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