The second silly daughter-in-law who likes to cultivate the fertile fields

Chapter 484 The Joy of the Boudoir
Last night, Aunt He didn't come over at the end. I don't know if it was because the family was too noisy and they were embarrassed to come, or He Yuzhu didn't want to. When I go back today, I have to think carefully about who to be a fan.

She had a few people in her heart that she thought were suitable, but she had to discuss it with her husband later and listen to his opinion.

Du Xiaozhu entered the Zuixian Building, and Xiao Er quietly led her across the lobby to the attic.

As soon as he entered the door, Du Xiaozhu didn't see Yang Xiuning's figure, so he couldn't help turning his head and asking the little boy who brought him up, "Sir, are you still here? Or are you leaving?"

Thinking about staying in Shangji for more than half an hour, Yang Xiuning is not a person with nothing to do, it is normal to not wait.

If the husband is not here, she doesn't need to have breakfast here, she might as well go out to eat something casually, and just go shopping and buy something she needs.

Du Xiaozhu, just about to turn around, fell into a familiar embrace.

The familiar cold fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose, and you don't need to guess who it is, "I've been waiting for you for so long, why can't you wait for a moment?"

The sadness in these words made Du Xiaozhu's hairs stand on end, thinking that there were other people in this room, he wanted to push Yang Xiuning away.

Yang Xiuning also took advantage of the situation and let her go, but when she looked around, there was no other figure besides their husband and wife, and she waved them away as early as the moment Yang Xiuning appeared.

The boudoir happiness of the husband and wife is not allowed to be snooped by others.

"Weren't you out of the room just now? Why did you suddenly appear?" Du Xiaozhu knew that he had the ability to go up and down, but he was always alert, why didn't he find him back?

Could it be that after living comfortably for too long, the original sensitivity has degenerated.

Yang Xiuning took Du Xiaozhu to the inner room to clean his hands, then went back to the table and sat down, waiting for Xiaoer to bring breakfast.

Then he pointed to the other side and said, "There is also a study room here. Didn't you see it when Shang Qi went to get a pen and paper that day? I was there just now."

"Office, business?"

Du Xiaozhu originally wanted to talk about office work, but he was afraid that Yang Xiuning, who was born and bred in the ancient times, would not understand, so he temporarily changed his words to "office work".

"Yeah!" Yang Xiuning nodded, took out a shell from his sleeve and opened it, dug out a lump of ointment, spread it on the back of Du Xiaozhu's hand, and pushed it away carefully for her.

Du Xiaozhu looked at the things in his hands that looked familiar, no matter how they looked, they looked like the things that Shang Qi used to wipe his wounds two days ago.

And Yang Xiuning saw her staring at the shell he casually put on the table, raised his head to bump into her pensive expression, and said amusedly, "You read that right, I got it from Shang Qi."

The movement of his hands didn't stop, Yang Xiuning continued to explain, "What he cherishes the most is that face and those hands. In addition to the miraculous effect of this ointment to stop bleeding and heal wounds, he usually uses this to maintain his hands and face."

Du Xiaozhu looked at the shell with some distaste when he heard the words, and thought, maybe that guy used the leftovers.

"Don't worry, this box is unopened. Every time that guy goes out, he will keep several boxes in his luggage." Du Xiaozhu also disliked it too obviously, so how could Yang Xiuning not see it.

What's more, even if the wife doesn't mind, he can't let her use what others left.

But what he didn't say was that, except for the box that had been opened, he was confused about everything.

(End of this chapter)