Forensic lady champion husband

Chapter 4

Qu Mingshu was silent, and Yan Ziqin was also silent. He flipped through the booklet quickly, and there were all kinds of weird poses waiting to be unlocked. After a long while, he murmured, "This is... what? Do you know?"

She looked at him in surprise, this boy is too pure!It is pure natural pollution-free organic green cabbage irrigated with tears by the waiter of Shenying!Faced with the scene where such a pure boy was about to be polluted by high-definition Wu~codechun~gongtu, Mingshu immediately typed the book by hand and threw the book on the ground.

Paji!I won't give it to you even if I throw it away!
Yan Ziqin curled his lips in disbelief, and said, "I thought it was some classic, but it's just a picture book, and I don't want to be admitted to the painting academy, why did my uncle give me this?"

Mingshu was in a cold sweat, thinking to herself: "If you take such a lively and fragrant flesh to the painting academy, the censors don't have to drown you with their saliva!"

Looking up again, Yan Ziqin had finished washing and began to undress and make the bed.

"What are you doing?" Ming Shu asked, thinking that this young man should not be pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Yan Ziqin, who was covered only in a snow-white jacket, got into the quilt against the wall, turned over, closed his eyes, and said, "Sleep." After speaking, he really fell asleep with his head covered.

Mingshu squeezed a cold sweat, looking at her complicated dress and gorgeous beaded crown, she couldn't spend the night like this, she just wanted to ask the adoptive mother who was guarding the door to come in and wait for her to change, but then she thought about it, don't make any more trouble , so he got out of bed silently, first picked up the spring palace map that fell on the ground, and hid it at the bottom of the dowry box, not daring to let Yan Ziqin see it again.

Facing the mirror stand, she removed the hairpin and ring, washed off the lead, and when it was time to change, Ming Shu paused, looked at Yan Ziqin who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and said in her heart, "This child is clearly a piece of paper, and he won't do indecent things. I don’t need to be afraid of him.” So he turned to the screen and took off the heavy dress in one go, leaving only the close-fitting half-sleeve gown, the semi-transparent gauze material reveals the gold and red braided bra inside, and a smoky gray satin underneath. The trousers are even more light and graceful.

She blew out the candles, walked to the bed with the ever-bright horn lamp, but saw Yan Ziqin staring at her motionless, and said angrily, "What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing." Yan Ziqin rubbed his nose, averted his eyes, and turned to face the wall.

Ming Shu stared at him for a long while, thinking that he was a silver-like pewter gun head, so she relaxed and slept in the blue silk quilt on the outside, and put the lampshade on the sheep's horn lamp, and the room was suddenly plunged into darkness.

In the darkness, Ming Shu didn't dare to close her eyes for a long time, she kept her ears open to pay attention to the movement of the person next to her pillow, saw that he was silent, his breathing fluctuated steadily, just about to sleep peacefully, but when he heard the creak of the bed, he turned over and faced her .

"I...I don't feel right!" Yan Ziqin said in a rough voice, and his breathing became short of breath.

He walked over to Mingshu and lifted the lampshade, and Mingshu saw that his fair and delicate face was showing a tangled expression, and the redness spreading from his cheeks to the roots of his ears and even his neck became more and more intense.

"I seem...I seem to be sick!" Panting, Yan Ziqin said while pulling his clothes, "It seems... I have a fever!" He had felt something wrong since just now, as if there was a fire burning in his lower abdomen. It passed, but it became more and more uncomfortable, and now seeing Mingshu who stared at Shui Lingling's big eyes and opened her mouth slightly, it felt even worse.

Mingshu thought to herself: "You are a young man with a strong blood, although you are simple-minded, but you have just seen such a restricted-rated picture, and you are lying next to me, a beautiful woman with soft jade and fragrance, how can you not have physical changes?"

Cough, you can cross out the sentence about the beauty...

Seeing that Yan Ziqin was hungry and thirsty there, Mingshu silently fetched the half-cold tea and poured it on his face.

"Why are you throwing at me!" Yan Ziqin was startled and angry, and quickly pulled the towel to wipe his face.

"Let you calm down and listen to my explanation." Mingshu coughed twice, and started to fool around for her own safety, "Does your husband know about husband and wife?"

This was the first time someone called him Husband, Yan Ziqin was a little shy and shook his head blankly.

"To put it simply, what are couples going to do at night?" Ming Shu bit the bullet and asked.

"Dun Lun." Yan Ziqin said it casually, and Mingshu choked up, as expected, the ignorant had no fear.

"Does your husband know what Dun Lun is?" Ming Shu asked.

Yan Ziqin shook his head, "The book only mentions these two words, without details."

If there are details, this is not the book you should read!Mingshu thought about it, and said flickeringly: "The so-called dunlun is the relationship between husband and wife. The husband has learned a lot, so he naturally knows that husband and wife are one of the five relationships. The so-called monarch and subject, father and son, brothers, husband and wife, and friends, the other four are mostly of the same sex. Intercourse between husband and wife is only for husband and wife, and both men and women."

Yan Ziqin scratched his head, "It seems to be the case."

"Since you are both male and female, you need to communicate with each other. The way of getting along is also different. Have you ever heard of the relationship between heaven and man? Husband and wife also have a 'yin and yang relationship'. This is the meaning of sharing the same bed. We just got married. Husband is naturally not used to it. When a man moves and a woman is quiet, and a man is erotic, it is not surprising that the husband finds it restless, and it will be fine after a long time." Mingshu comforted him by patting him on the shoulder.

"Although it's very mysterious... But it makes sense when you think about it... Thank you for your guidance, lady." Yan Ziqin said.

Qu Mingshu pretended to the end, and said sternly: "It's not about teaching, but disciples don't have to be inferior to teachers. I'm just telling my husband some heresy."

"Then, let's continue with the 'yin-yang induction'. I'll bear it first, and you can bear it too. Go to sleep."

He pulled back the quilt and lay down, always feeling that something was wrong, what exactly was wrong... Thinking about it, he fell asleep in a daze.

Seeing that he had fallen asleep, Ming Shu breathed a sigh of relief, and said in her heart, "Oh, don't blame me for lying to you, it's good for both of us, and you're still a child, don't strive to be a good child who is rich, strong, democratic and harmonious with eight honors and eight disgraces. What kind of child marriage, even I, an old aunt who has been with some two kinds of animal Taiwan romance sites all the year round, can't stand it...@%#!*#”

After a day of tossing, she was also sleepy, not knowing what she was thinking about, and fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, when the sky was about to dawn, Yan Ziqin opened his eyes, and subconsciously touched the books beside him—he kept a few books beside his pillow, most of which were official texts such as "Sanli Zhu" and "Five Classics of Justice". It has been his habit for many years to read books as soon as he opens his eyes.

But today, he touched a soft object, and after touching it again, it was not a book. He squinted and saw that Qu Mingshu was looking at him unfeelingly, and his hand was resting on Qu Mingshu's book. Ming Shu's chest.

"What are you doing!" A pillow was flying towards him.

"I, I'm looking for a book!" Yan Ziqin crouched in the corner of the bed with his head in his arms.

"Looking for a book? Why didn't you say you were looking for a spaceship!" It was another flying quilt.

No matter what the fuss is, the young couple still have to get up early, but this messed up quilt has no deep meaning in the eyes of maids and adoptive mothers. When Chunxiu combed Mingshu's hair, she kept looking at her little lady jokingly, Mingshu's spine felt chills when he saw it, and he gave her a blank look.

Yan Ziqin lost his father when he was young, and his widowed mother is not in Bianliang, so there is no need to serve tea, but they live in the house of his uncle Xu Hang, and Xu Hang has taken good care of Yan Ziqin, so he should be worshiped by his nephew.

Xu Hang was very transparent, and never dared to accept the kowtow from the champion and the tea from the privy envoy's daughter, so he invited them to the next seat, said some congratulatory words, and read the letter from Yan Ziqin's mother again , which contained a congratulatory speech for the marriage, at this moment, an elderly servant woman whispered something in Xu Hang's ear, his complexion changed, and his words became less and less.

In the flower hall over there, the morning meal was already set up, and the adoptive mother came to remind the head of the family to eat, but Xu Hang dragged his time and refused to leave, looking at his nephew frequently, Mingshu knew that he had something to say, and it was inconvenient to do so in front of her , So I bowed and said goodbye, so as not to be boring.

Seeing that the bride had left, Xu Hang called Yan Ziqin to his side, and said in a low voice, "Have you read the album I gave you earlier?"

Yan Ziqin nodded, and Xu Hang asked again, "Why aren't you in the dark compartment under the bed?"

Yan Ziqin said: "It was taken by the lady."

Xu Hang was startled, "She watched it too?"

Yan Ziqin nodded, but Xu Hang started to mutter, thinking to himself: "Since both of them have watched it, how can Madam Gu say there is nothing on the bed?"

"Then did you ... last night?" Xu Hang asked softly with a red face.

Which is that?Yan Ziqin was puzzled, and suddenly slapped his head, thinking of the "Yin-Yang Sensation" that Ming Shu said, so he nodded repeatedly and said: "Yes, but I'm not used to it, and I haven't been too successful. It will be fine after a while."

Every word he said was the truth, but in Xu Hang's ears, the meaning changed. He thought that this little nephew was quite sympathetic, so he coughed lightly and said, "Don't worry, don't rush, you just need to know, you don't have a father and brother." , and my mother is not around, only my uncle is an elder, and my uncle is afraid that no one will teach you and delay you, so it will be fine now, don't worry..."

Unexpectedly, Yan Ziqin said stupidly: "It's okay, the lady taught me, this man is moving and the woman is quiet, and the man is masculine..." He was about to repeat the theory that Qu Mingshu made up last night, but Xu Hang Cover your mouth.

"You don't need to say this!" Xu Hang's face turned purple, "Hurry up and eat, hurry up!"

Looking at Yan Ziqin's ignorant back, Xu Hang sighed, "Oh, this is both a father and a mother, so hard work!"

(End of this chapter)