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

Chapter 98 Self-Recommended Pillow Seat
Qiao Yuan said casually: "No."

People are so stupid. If she leaves, where will he find a beautiful and gentle wife like her?

Although there is a problem with the brain, it is not impossible to make do with it.

The little beauty felt that she was really beautiful and kind-hearted, and happily wilted the man's hair again.

Qiao Yuan's favorite agarwood incense was burning in the room, and wisps of white smoke spit out from the mouth of the bronze beast.

In the silence, Da Zhuang stood up suddenly, and Qiao Yuan was pushed back by his movement. Fortunately, his arms were supported on the couch in time to stabilize his body, and the loose black hair dangled around his waist.

Da Zhuang touched her face: "Madam, this person has passed away. The night is long, and people always have to look forward."

Qiao Yuan's eyelashes trembled, her sensitivity to danger made her subconsciously put her foot on his shoulder to stop him from getting closer: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Of course I know." The strong hand moved slightly and touched the snow-grey calf. The touch was as soft as expected. A light touch left a light red mark.

Since that young cousin can do it, why can't he?
"I'm recommending a pillow seat."

After everything was silent, Qiao Yuan looked up at him, "Are you serious?"

This reaction was far from Da Zhuang's expectation. After all, he had a tough attitude just now, almost forcing his wife to ask for a title.

There are two reactions in Da Zhuang's imagination, one is that his wife becomes angry and sends him away from then on, and the other is that he agrees to him, but he will also have a grudge, after all, no master would like to offend his servants.

No matter what kind of reaction it was, it couldn't be that Madam was so calm at this time, and there was a faint smile in those eyes that seemed to contain a pool of flowing spring water.

In his plan, Madam will definitely not let go so easily. He has already figured out that no matter what method he uses, even if it is persecution, even if Madam hates him, he will not give up.

Da Zhuang was rarely at a loss at this moment, his palm still wrapped around his wife's delicate and delicate ankle, and he stood there for a moment, not knowing whether to continue as planned.

The distance between the two is very close, so close that Qiao Yuan can clearly see the entanglement in his eyes.

The little beauty didn't know what she was avoiding at all, she only vaguely felt that this posture was a bit weird, and while the man was in a daze, she quietly backed away.

Da Zhuang silently let go of his hand and turned to hold her waist. In this position, he held the little beauty on his lap and buried his head in her neck. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Qiao Yuan is very used to being hugged like this. Qi Cun used to like it when he was at work. When he was tired, he buried her in her neck and took a deep breath. His hair brushed against the delicate skin, bringing out bursts of itching.

Qiao Yuan was always so disturbed that he thought he liked the smell, and once kindly shared his favorite balm, but he only took a look at it, and would rub it next time.

Although he didn't see her face, Da Zhuang accurately caught the little beauty's distraction and raised his head, "What are you thinking about, madam?"

The little beauty met his dark gaze and felt guilty for some reason: "It's nothing."

Da Zhuang frowned and looked at her for a while, but didn't see anything.

The little beauty is fragrant and soft everywhere, looks thin, but feels soft and boneless when hugged, it is simply addictive.

Qiao Yuan twisted his hair around his fingers. The man's hair was as thick as his whole body. After playing with it for a while, she took back her hand in disinterest. She raised her fingers frivolously to Da Zhuang's chin, leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Da Zhuang." , do you really want to be my guest?"

Da Zhuang looked at her with stubborn eyes and seriousness: "Yes."

Da Zhuang has even bigger ambitions, but he didn't say it out loud.

He not only wants to be Madam's lover, but also Madam's husband, Madam's child's father, and Madam's wife.

Qiao Yuan lay on his shoulder, rolled her eyes, and suppressed a smile: "Okay, I reluctantly agreed. I will be a bed warmer first. If you perform well in the future, I will give you points for promotion as appropriate." I hope that in the future we will all be together. I won't be so embarrassed when I think about it.

That day, Qiao Yuan felt that it was not an illusion that Mrs. Zhou was too attentive to her. Later, she went to visit Mrs. Qiao. Less than a quarter of an hour after she sat down, she saw Mrs. Zhou coming from the back.

But every time she came empty-handed, or brought some embroidery or some pastries she made, making it difficult for people to drive her away.

After coming down several times, Mother Qiao also saw some signs. This day, taking advantage of Mrs. Zhou's initiative to go to the small kitchen to cook soup, she asked her daughter what she thought.

Qiao Yuan was lying lazily by the small window, her skirt was like snow waves, and her jade belt bound her slender waistline, which was so beautiful that it made people tremble.

She is obviously married as a woman, but there is always a kind of naive coquettishness in her demeanor.

Mother Qiao was happy for a while and sad for a while.

When she first heard the news of Qi Cun's death, she immediately thought of her poor daughter.

Known daughter Mo Ruomu, like Qiao Yuan, is as weak and beautiful as a dodder flower, but she has an unusual temper and indulgence, so she must find a man who can control her and let her do everything.

She was not optimistic about Qi Cun at the beginning, because she heard about his uncompromising style of running the army, and she was afraid that her daughter would suffer all kinds of grievances.

Unexpectedly, Duke Zhen could get along with his daughter even though he looked majestic and cold.

Mother Qiao didn't know how the young couple got along in private, but seeing her daughter becoming more and more precious and coquettish day by day, she was afraid that she was spoiled even more arrogantly than when she was not out of the court.

Mother Qiao originally thought that her daughter had found a good home. Now she is a beautiful and delicate little girl, and she will be an elegant old lady who loves flowers and smiles when she gets older. Who knows that unexpected events will happen, and a good person will disappear like that.

Qiao Yuan was slowly peeling the grapes and eating them, the juice trickled down from her jade-like fingertips.

She was the one who obviously wanted to eat the grapes, but now she felt the juice was sticky and uncomfortable, and she was extremely squeamish.

Qiao Yuan wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and thought for a while: "Mother, don't think too much, I'm fine now."

After hearing this, Qiao's mother knew that her daughter didn't mean that, and sighed: "Mr. Zhou's intentions are not right, but brother Lian is a good one, smart and hardworking."

However, she and Li Hou also looked away, the matter between a man and a woman needs both parties to be willing, so they didn't persuade them much.

"Why don't you bring Brother Ting over here, the mansion is so big, I always feel empty when you're not around."

Qiao Yuan nodded: "Then I will bring him next time."

After lunch, Qiao's mother went to take a nap, Mrs. Zhou was also sent back, and Qiao Yuan went to the garden to eat alone.

Mother Qiao doted on her daughter, and many parts of the mansion were built according to her preferences.

There is a large piece of land in the garden dedicated to planting some flowers and plants. This season is warm and the flowers are in full bloom, and the fragrance can be smelled from far away.

The butterfly fluttered down on the petals of the flower. Just as it was about to pounce down, it deflected and was so startled that it flew away.

Qiao Yuan had an arm across his waist and fell into a broad embrace.

The little beauty turned her head and blinked: "Why are you here?"

(End of this chapter)