cute husband

Chapter 341
"You are very smart."

Shui Long looked at Yan Feiying, and under Yan Feiying's slightly nervous expression, she continued, "And she's very good at keeping things in check."

From her words, Yan Feiying knew that the feeling in the eyes of the other party was not her illusion, the elder sister in front of her really saw her through.This feeling of being seen through by others is not good, and no one would like it.

"It's uncomfortable for me to tell you what's on your mind?" Shui Long said.

Yan Feiying moved her lips, she didn't deny or admit it, but she acquiesced.

She knew that she couldn't tell a lie in front of this sister in front of her, and she was smart enough to know that it was not good to lie in front of her.

"If you want to get something, you have to pay something. It's not so easy to play the emotional card." Shui Long left this sentence without any pause in her footsteps.

Yan Feiying didn't follow up anymore, she watched the backs of Shuilong and Shengzun, and didn't look back until they were out of sight.

"Aying!" Yu Qiangsheng's cry sounded, and Yan Feiying, who was in a daze, was awakened.

She immediately recovered her smiling face, turned her head and muttered to Qiang Sheng: "Brother Yu, are you calling so loudly because you are afraid that no one will see me!"

Yu Qiangsheng walked up to her, slapped her on the head, and reprimanded her helplessly, "How dare you dislike this, but you disappeared in a blink of an eye. Sui is dead and has something to do with you, what's going on?"

"This is not a good place to talk." Yan Feiying rubbed her face, trying to suppress the touch in her heart, and said to Qiang Sheng: "Brother Yu, let's talk when we go back, and talk when we go back."

Yu Qiangsheng also felt that what she said was reasonable, so he quickly took her away from the place where the dispute happened.

Besides, Shuilong and Shengzun, after the two returned to Zhuangzi, Shuilong went to the kitchen and put the medicine for wind-cold into the jar according to the amount.

After watching her finish all this, the Holy One pulled her sleeve away from the stove and said to the chef in the kitchen, "Watch."

"Yes." The chef obeyed naturally.

Shuilong didn't mean to ask for guilt when she saw it, and went to the sunny yard, lying lazily on the imperial concubine's couch, basking in the sun.

When Shengzun saw her like this, he felt funny and annoyed, and he liked it more.He asked someone to bring a rattan chair over, and sat beside Shuilong, propping his chin with one hand, looking sideways at Shuilong's sleeping face with eyes closed and rested, and said in a low voice, "Always call others cats, wolves. Oh dog, you don't look like a soft-boned hairball right now."

Shui Long slightly opened a slit of her eyes, the subtle traces revealed a deep wave of light, very hazy, full of various amorous feelings but she didn't know it.

"What kind of hairball?"

The slow voice also reveals a trace of lazy style, as well as a touch of leisurely ease.

The Holy One looked at her seriously, and the feathers in his gaze were like a carving knife, lingering on her body gently and deeply.From her face to her body, she was so serious that she seemed to miss even a strand of hair—this is indeed an exaggeration, but if you feel the eyes of the Holy One yourself, you will understand why such an idea arises.

"Fox." Finally finished reading, the Holy One focused his eyes on Shuilong's face, and said, "Smile like a fox, and your mind is as cunning as a fox."

Shuilong's eyes were still half-closed, and she gave him a sideways glance.

The saint's pupils deepened, and he said with a light smile, "It's not always said in the scriptures that foxes are the most attractive people and charm all living beings. Your ability to seduce people is especially similar to that of a fox."

He seemed to be interested in what he said, and leaned close to Shuilong mysteriously, and asked quietly: "Could it be possible, are you really a fox spirit?"

Shui Long slapped his head away with a gentle slap, and said naturally: "My light is blocked."

Yinfeng and the others in the dark hang their hearts like this, and they can't fall down. They are so shocked that they are all petrified, and their minds are full of... ah ah ah ah!This woman who doesn't want to live anymore, hit the Holy Lord and beat the Holy Lord!
Although Shuilong's slap didn't feel like beating someone, it was more like a feeling of being close to nature, but Yinfeng and the others couldn't ignore it. That hand did indeed touch the mask of the saint, and the saint Zun's face was pushed away a short distance.

The saint seemed to be stunned for a moment, and only after one second, two seconds, and three seconds did he move.

He stretched out his hand and waved the golden mask, and said to Shuilong, "Won't you be gentle with the patient?"

Yinfeng and the others, who were hanging on their hearts in the dark, waited and waited for such a harmless ordinary sentence, even a complaint of aggrieved nature, and immediately the petrified body seemed to be shattered, and the heart was broken There is wood.

Shui Long lazily said: "A bunch of gentle subordinates are at your disposal."

Holy One: "You want you."

"Are you expecting a pregnant woman to take care of you?" Gentle asked.

The holy lord was thoughtful, and then smiled, "We are suffering from the same disease now."

Who is in the same boat as you, who can't even use idioms, and who hasn't graduated in Chinese.Shui Long complained innocuously in her heart, squinted her eyes, she didn't know what she thought of, she turned her head to look at the Holy One, and asked with a light smile: "Do you really think I look like a fox?"

"Like." The Holy One looked at her smile, which was clearly soft and elegant, but when he savored it, it carried a temptation that made his heart flutter.

Could it be that he had been abstinent for too long?But she couldn't touch her when she was pregnant, and after seeing her, she was even more reluctant to see her, even from a distance, she couldn't be satisfied!
It was a sweet ordeal.

Shuilong's eyes rolled, "He said the same thing."

"Him?" The Holy One was puzzled at first, and then seemed to realize who Shuilong was talking about. The mask made people unable to see the change in his silent expression, but the voice that came out did not change much, "You know , I don't like you mentioning others in front of me."

"You can leave if you don't like it, or don't listen." Shui Long said heartlessly.

The monk really wanted to tease the corners of her mouth and cheeks, which were smiling lightly and secretly with hints of teasing, but he didn't leave or close his ears as Shui Long said.

Shuilong didn't know if it was just the nature of the chat, or it was intentional to make the Holy Lord unhappy, and all the words in his mouth were about the eldest grandson Rongji, "He also often said that I was like a fox, making trouble. He also likes to call me that when he is in a temper, and he even said that even if he dies, he will hold me together... You two are really alike."

The Holy One said without emotion: "So the person you like is the same."

Shui Long was noncommittal, just looking at the Holy One.

The saint was watched by her soft eyes, and after a long time, he lost his mind unconsciously.

He thought, fortunately he was wearing a mask, otherwise he really didn't know what his expression would be like now, even he himself was a little unpredictable.

"You can't compare to him." Shui Long said suddenly.

Shengzun's eyes darkened for a moment, no matter which man heard the woman he liked said that he was not as good as other men, he would not be in a good mood.

But Shuilong seemed unable to see the anger of the Holy One, and still said in an understatement tone: "It is because you are like him that I am close to you, otherwise you are nothing."

The Holy One didn't speak, and the air seemed to be stagnant.

"Are you taking me as a substitute?" After a long time, the Holy One said so, his tone was light, and the faint anger was obvious.

Shui Long gave him another blow with a light smile, "You were the one who rushed up to act as a substitute without any money."

Shengzun suddenly approached Shuilong, and the lower part of his mask retracted at some point, revealing the flawless lower half of his face.Because of being so close, his lips were close to Shui Long's lips, very close.

Shui Long said calmly, "The wind and cold are contagious."

The holy venerable stopped the urge to block the woman's lips.

His lips were pursed into a straight line, and he said sullenly: "You should be glad you are pregnant now." Otherwise, he must, must firmly seal the lips that spoke the scorching words, and then do more in-depth Things, let her speak without the strength and mind.

Shui Long said lightly: "Why are you so scrupulous, it's not your kind."

Shengzun glanced at her stomach, "If you hurt the child, you will be hurt." What he cares about is her!He hasn't given much thought to that little thing that hasn't yet formed.

Shuilong's gaze turned to another place, and without disturbing the guilt of others, she closed her eyes and went to meditate again.

The holy venerable stared at her, and 3 minutes passed before he spoke, "If you really love him so much, why do you still regard someone else as a substitute, and getting close to the substitute is not a kind of betrayal to him?"

Shuilong's narrow eyes flashed a successful smile, which was not noticed by anyone.She slowly opened her eyes, and said lightly: "I am not the kind of good wife and loving mother written in the female ring, I can do whatever I want." At this moment, she looked sideways at the saint, with a calm smile in her eyes, "What's more, what happened to me and you? Did I do it with you? Did I fall in love with you?"

The Holy One sighed softly: "He will not like your words and deeds."

Shuilong said leisurely: "Since he is not in front of me, he doesn't care about me." A pair of eyes swept across the holy venerable, and then shifted to another place, so that the holy venerable could not see her eyes, and could not peek into her thoughts .

"Should I say that you are free and easy, or that you are cruel?" Shengzun's voice had returned to normal.

"Whatever you want." Shui Long closed her eyes, and the corners of her mouth were slightly curved, which made people feel that she must be in a good mood now.

Contrary to her, the saint pursed his lips slightly, obviously struggling with something.

The atmosphere of the two people's silence again was harmonious and strange, until someone came to report that the medicine had been boiled, and the silence was broken.

Shui Long opened her eyes in good spirits, got up and got off the imperial concubine's couch, and when she saw someone bringing the medicine bowl, she smiled softly at the Holy One, "Don't forget to finish drinking it."

This look of concern for him, as if the conversation between the two of them, which was suspected to be arguing, never happened at all.

At this time, Mu Xue and Young Master Xian also came to the yard.

Because it's almost time for lunch.

(End of this chapter)