Second-hand lady

Chapter 169

In the dim veil, ambiguous panting sounds, and occasional weeping sounds, which were quickly drowned out by the north wind whistling past the window, indistinct and difficult to distinguish.

After cleaning her body, he picked her up, left the half-person-high bathtub, wrapped her in a big blanket, carried her back to the bed, and took a dry towel to wipe her wet hair.

As soon as she returned to the soft quilt and rubbed the new quilt that had been changed, Wen Yanping fell asleep happily, ignoring the man who worked so hard for her—who made him do too much? It's what he should do!
Lifting up the dry hair, Xiang Qingchun sniffed it lightly in front of his nose, it smelled like roses.

Even though they use the same soap, but for some reason, they always feel that the one on her body is more fragrant, and after smelling it again and again, they still like it very much.

The next day, Xiang Qingchun took a rest, and after the two of them greeted Xiang's mother, they brought back a bunch of pretty maids to replace those who were released from the yard.

Wen Yanping looked at them one by one, although he felt a little unhappy, he didn't say anything.Although human beings are visual animals, as a person who cherishes beauty and beauty, he can't help but give in to delicate women. Unless he really goes too far, he doesn't want to make things difficult.

Xiang Qingchun flipped through the scroll in his hand, glanced at her, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Wen Yanping felt that he knew what he was asking, and those beautiful girls scattered in the courtyard had killed half of her life, and she was unhappy all day long.

Xiang Qingchun lowered his eyes and smiled, and suddenly said: "How is your body today? Are you still tired?" The affectionate phoenix eyes are as soft as spring water, and half of the body is softened with just one glance.

Wen Yanping immediately looked at him vigilantly, and pretended to be weak, fell onto the kang, rubbed his still sore waist, and said weakly: "I'm so tired, I want to take a rest, during lunch, You call me again."

"Oh, so that's the case." He nodded, and said with regret on his face: "It's a pity, I thought I'd have nothing to do today, go out with you, go to Bazhenzhai to eat Bazhen roast chicken, And Zhang Ji's crystal elbow..."

Su——

The little girl was alive and kicking immediately, and regardless of her lumbar muscle strain, she said energetically: "It's all right, I'm fine at all! And you're healthier, let's go." As she spoke, she got tired of the past, like a Like a little milk dog, she rubbed and barked next to him, pursed her lips and kissed and kissed his beautiful chin, trying her best to please him.

Xiang Qingchun smirked, took her into his arms and hugged her intimately before asking someone to come in and change her clothes.

Wen Yanping originally wanted to go out in men's clothing, but Xiang Qingchun vetoed it.

The little girl was wronged, she stared at him bitterly, and couldn't help complaining: "Didn't you say before you married me that I can do whatever I want in the future?"

"Of course, it's too late for me to love you." Xiang Qingchun said calmly, the little girl like a little milk dog made him subconsciously speak sweet words without realizing it, and carefully analyzed with her, "But if you are a girl disguised as a man When you go out with me, what should you do when you meet someone you know? What if you are recognized? Then people will ask you why you are still in the capital because you are not traveling in Beijing? What will you do then? Can you think of a countermeasure?"

Wen Yanping was dumbfounded, and said slowly: "Could it be that I'm wearing women's clothes, so I won't be able to recognize acquaintances when I meet them?"

"Of course it's impossible not to recognize it. But there are still countermeasures. To be honest, you are my wife. Forgive them for not daring to pursue it to the end."

Wen Yanping looked at him contemptuously. After all, isn't it all a lie, regardless of men's or women's clothing?It's just that women's clothing can deceive people and be closer to the truth.

However, after thinking about it, I still obediently put on a relatively plain women's dress. The jewels on the hair were simply a silk flower and a beaded walker. The whole person looked pure and lively, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes. Gu Pan Feiyang, when he smiles, is extremely bright and lovely.

Xiang Qingchun touched her face, and suddenly said: "I don't want to go out too much..."

Wen Yanping was in a hurry, almost jumped, yelling that only a villain would be so capricious, a dignified man must not be a villain, and then he couldn't help but drag him out of the house.

Yinghe was hand-picked to follow her out, and she stared blankly at the young lady, who was still too lively in Chunhua Courtyard, dragging her young master out fiercely. Move lightly, the side is demure and leisurely, the skirt fits well, and the temperament has undergone a 360-degree change.

"..."

Every time I see this kind of bipolar change, I feel that this world is too unreal.

Every time Wen Yanping went out, she would go to a steamed stuffed bun shop in front of Zhuyi Lane to buy a taste of the three delicacies soup dumplings there. It was rare for her to go out. Although she wanted to maintain her image, she could send her husband to buy it for her, and then hide Big feast.

The little girl lowered her eyebrows trustingly, and said in a soft voice: "My lord, I like three delicacies buns, vegetarian brocade buns, beef buns, crystal buns, sauerkraut buns...."

Xiang Qingchun looked at her twitchingly at the corner of his mouth, and after a while he turned his head and said to the uncle who sold the buns: "Master, please give us five buns of each kind." , and seeing her shyly say, "Ten more steamed buns."

"..."

Trying to smooth the black line on the forehead, he said again: "Ten more steamed buns." After a pause, he said with a smile: "My wife likes to eat, so it doesn't matter if you decorate more."

Wen Yanping stared angrily.

In the end, these things were packed into a big bag, and Wen Yanping took two three fresh food bags wrapped in oil paper in his hands, and Xiang Qingchun unceremoniously threw the others into Zhaoguang's arms.

Poor Zhaoguang children's shoes: "...."

Soon, Xiang Qingchun knew what the little girl was doing with buying so many buns. Looking at the dilapidated and dark alley entrance, the little girl who tried her best to pretend to be virtuous but couldn't hide her bright and sunny demeanor put a big bag of buns The steamed buns were handed over to a little boy in washed white clothes, and asked him to distribute them to the children in the alley, and the group of children happily surrounded her and called "Brother Yanping", so they knew that she often came here.

This is a slum alley, and most of the people living here are poor people living in poverty. Although he thinks that he is not ignorant of the sufferings of the world, he will distribute some money to his servants to buy rice porridge every year, but he rarely involves himself in it. Such a poor, small and dirty place.

But the little girl smiled happily.

Wen Yanping stayed for a short time, said a few words to those children, and then left.

As to why Wen Yanping came to this kind of place, Xiang Qingchun didn't say anything, touched her face, and pulled her towards Bazhenzhai.

"Wen Yanping!"

Suddenly, a suspicious voice sounded.

The two looked up at the same time, and were surprised when they saw the person coming.

I have to say that Xiang Qingchun really has the talent of crow's mouth sometimes, isn't this too coincidental?
(End of this chapter)