Merry Xianggong Ximen Qing

It was another bright morning, and the sunlight came in through the windows of the small building, waking up the men and women who were still entangled with each other on the big bed.

Xue'er was new to human affairs, she was extremely shy, but she still got up quickly and prepared to take care of the wash, while Ximen Qing was shirtless, with her hands behind her head, looking at busy Xue'er with endless aftertaste.

Last night, Xue'er felt a sense of reliance, and Ximen Qing also felt that he had more interaction with this strange world.

I didn't expect that such a petite body could accommodate my stoutness. Women are really incredible creatures.

As Ximen Qing thought about it, his lower body naturally started to twitch again, which made him feel a little embarrassed. Can't he call the busy Xueer over for another shot?In other words, the capital of this body is really good, it is worthy of being raised by rich clothes and jade food.

"Master, everything is ready." Like a hardworking daughter-in-law, Xue'er brought a basin of wash water, put it on the shelf beside her, and came to the bed and called softly.

Ximenqing said "hmm" all over, sat up directly, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, suddenly feeling a chill.

The wind blows the eggs a bit cold...

It turned out that Ximen Qing was not only naked on the top, but also lost a pair of short-nosed pants on the bottom. Our Ximen official stood naked in front of Xueer like this.

"This..." Ximen Qing was suddenly embarrassed, not knowing what to say, and was about to retreat back to the bed and ask Xueer to fetch her clothes, but unexpectedly Xueer blushed and knelt generously Going down, the slender little hand held the half-upright licensed child.

"My lord, my little one has not recovered yet." Xue'er's face turned redder, and her little hands began to move back and forth: "I have no choice but to serve my lord like this."

Be a man, quite!good!

Is this feeling of tears in my heart happiness?

Ximen Qing sighed, and inadvertently felt a heat in his lower body. It turned out that Xue Er had already started to work together with a small cherry mouth...

Although it was only taught last night, and the movements are a bit rusty, this kind of plot, this angle, is really the dream of every man in the world.

After finishing the work, Ximen Qing still stood with his legs apart, looking at Xue Er, whose mouth was tightly closed, rummaging through the box to find spare clothes for himself.

"I'll do it myself." Ximen Qing looked softly at the first girl he conquered after transmigrating into this body.

Only then did Xueer nod her head with a "huh" and hurried out the door.

Putting on clothes and trousers, Ximen Qing went to the shelf contentedly, ready to wash up... "The boundless sky is my love, and the flowers are blooming at the foot of the green mountain..." Ximen Qing pointed into the basin There was still some steaming face wash water, and suddenly there was an urge to sing.

It's really strange, why did I suddenly want to sing this song?

Shaking his head, Ximen Qing's gaze was involuntarily attracted by the objects next to him.

A pinch of pure white powder inside the delicate dish glistens in the sunlight.

The bluish-white porcelain bowl in Jingdezhen is also filled with hot water, and at night there is a wooden bar thicker than chopsticks but shorter, with thin bristles at the end.

Ximen Qing was delighted to see Lie Xin for a moment, and picked up the wooden stick to examine it carefully.

Well, good mahogany, what kind of animal does this mane come from?

Ximen Qing was awakened by a sudden thought, then looked at the plate of white powder next to him, dipped a little into his mouth.

salty...

Damn, isn't this a toothbrush! ! !

Is that plate of salt just for brushing your teeth?

Ximen Qing looked at the "ancient" toothbrush in horror, cold air rushed from the soles of his feet, and an ominous rush walked all over his body, even his scalp was numb.

Looking to the other side of the washbasin, there was a small khaki-colored square on the shelf, which was just the size to be held by hand.

Damn, isn't this soap! ! !

Ximen Qing tried it with a glimmer of hope, and sadly found that his mother's was a bar of soap.

This discovery immediately kicked Ximen Qing from the peak of happiness to the deep valley, and his mind seemed to explode for a while; remembering that he solemnly wrote toothbrush and soap on the "plan" with full of hope yesterday, and " Jing carefully made the floor plan and top view of the toothbrush. Ximen Qing wanted to die at this moment. No wonder Shu Tonger had a strange expression yesterday when he helped him tidy up.

It's like traveling back to a week ago, confidently buying a [-]-bet cheating number, only to find that I misread the date of the newspaper miserably.

In frustration, Ximen Qing slipped his hand, and the soap fell into the washbasin, making intimate contact with the bottom of the basin made of copper.

Xue'er, who was gargling at the door, heard the movement and hurried in to check: "Master, this is..."

Ximen Qing held up his toothbrush and gestured at Xueer: "Xueer, what do you think about this toothbrush?"

"Master..." Xue'er didn't know what happened for a while, and Ximen Qing waved the toothbrush angrily: "You used this toothbrush before, what's wrong?"

"Nani?" Ximen Qing came to his senses all of a sudden, picking out irrelevant memories from the corner of his mind like lightning.

In the first year of Zhenghe, the toothbrush suddenly appeared in Tokyo, and it became popular all over the country in less than three months, making girls smile even brighter.

At the same time, there is also a magic soap, which is also divided into two types: hand washing and washing clothes, and it is also popular all over the country in a short time.

Also, no more.

Ximen Qing searched his memory several times before he was sure that "I" didn't come across any other objects that suddenly appeared in this world.At the same time, Ximen Qing also believed with certainty that these two things must have been created by a traveler who didn't know where he was, and the strong evidence was the name soap.

Because when this kind of thing was first imported from the West, it was called "Yangjian", and the local invention of China was called "pancreas". The modern name of soap is incompatible with this world.

Double wear?I'm actually a few years late?However, will brother be afraid of you?

Ximen Qing accepted this inference, but calmed down, put down his toothbrush thoughtfully, and comforted Xue Er: "It's okay, I have a headache for a while..."

Xue'er also heard other maids talk about her master's old illness, so she hurriedly stepped forward to help Ximen Qing: "Master, why don't you... go to bed and rest?"

If you still go to bed, you will definitely not be able to rest.

Being supported by Xueer, Ximen Qing felt warm in his heart, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm fine, don't worry."

"Don't tell anyone about this."

Xue'er looked at Ximen Qing's serious eyes, and lowered her head: "The younger ones will listen to what the master says."

Ximen Qing nodded in satisfaction: "There is one more thing."

"From today on, Xue'er, you will live in this small building, just like your mother, and I will visit you often." Ximen Qing looked at Xue'er meaningfully: "Your aunt, I will Let her supply as usual."

Xue'er understood the meaning of Ximen Qing's words this time, and kowtowed with a blushing face: "Master, I don't want any status...I just want to serve the master for the rest of my life."

Ximen Qing stretched out his hand to support Xue'er, and once again felt her petiteness: "I will decide the status, you have to take care of yourself."

Xue'er burst into tears immediately, since Zhuo Di'er passed away, no one could think highly of her anymore, Wu Yueniang arranged for herself to be a fire-burning girl under the stove at will, if she hadn't been dragged to serve dishes that day, in Ximen's mansion, waiting There are only two ways out:

He was bullied by others, beaten and scolded by others, and finally sold out again.

Or when Wu Yueniang was happy that day, she rewarded herself to a certain servant.

Ximen Qing couldn't bear it, and whispered comfortingly for a while, Xue Er suddenly remembered something, got rid of Ximen Qing and ran to the front room, Ximen Qing followed in surprise, only to find that Xue Er was holding Zhuo Di'er's tablet and sitting on the table. Weeping silently.

But this time, it should be tears of happiness.

Ximen Qing didn't want to disturb her, so she had to go back and wash her face and brush her teeth, then walked back to the front room and said, "I'll go for a walk in the yard."

Only then did Xueer realize that she had lost her composure, and hurriedly stood up: "Master, the little one hasn't waited for Master to wash up yet."

"Haven't you already served?" Ximen Qing blinked: "You take a good rest, from now on, you are not allowed to use this kind of servant girl's tone when talking to me, but treat yourself as my Ximen Qing's woman. "

"Master..." Seeing that Ximen Qing was half teasing and half serious, Xueer couldn't help laughing for a while.

Only then did Ximen Qing nodded in satisfaction, and walked towards the garden in a hurry.

After all this tossing, it was already three poles in the sun, the sun shone lazily on his body, and the zero-pollution air full of mouth and nose made Ximen Qing's spirit shake, and he felt that it was time to move his muscles and bones.

From his memory, he retrieved some of Ximenqing's flamboyant fists and embroidered legs, and fought in the courtyard for a while, feeling a little dissatisfied.

Apart from attracting females, what is the use of this kind of flowery fist and embroidered legs?With the legs raised so high, not to mention Wu Song, even Wu Dalang can knock him down with one leg.

Annoyed, Ximen Qing put away his posture, and wanted to jog around the garden for a few laps according to his own habits, only to find that the clothes of the Song Dynasty, long coats and coats, were not suitable at all, let alone these authentic double-faced calfskin boots.

In desperation, I had no choice but to pick up the hem of the clothes and tuck it in. I found a flat bluestone slab by the pond and did push-ups.

This weird shape immediately attracted the attention of the maidservants, and they all moved closer to take a look.

"I said, why does the master's *movements look so similar...? Who did you hire last night?" A maid found something and stabbed her companion.

"You son of a bitch, are you looking forward to being dealt with by the master with this set of actions every day?" The companion replied teasingly.

"It's you..."

After finally making a hundred of them, Ximen Qing, who was about to break through his limits, had to stop when he heard these conversations, stood up and clapped his hands, ready to go to the front for breakfast.

"Auntie is here..." a servant girl shouted in a low voice, "It's over, it's over!"

Immediately, the maids scattered like birds and beasts, and the crowd parted. Wu Yueniang walked forward angrily with a dark face, followed by the chubby Dongmei: "Where did you go last night? That little bitch named Xue'er, is she called?" Did you take it?"