Ziyu played with the white tiger as much as he wanted, while Qingjun killed the green dragon with his sword.

The eyebrows are covered with shame, and the sandalwood mouth seems to be warm and soft.

In the daytime, a small building in Dongli.

The white curtain hanging on the bed in the north room seems to have a picture of an inverted phoenix and dianluan embroidered on it at first glance. However, upon closer inspection, it turns out that the curtain is thin and clear, reflecting the scene behind it.

.This inverted Feng Dialuan is actually an inversion of true love and infatuation. The ancients were honest and did not deceive others.

Then came the pilgrimage of hundreds of birds, with phoenixes and phoenixes singing in unison, flying high, and for a while, their feathers fell in colorful colors.

In the third dining hall of Lao Zhao's house.

When it came to instructing his wife on the swordsmanship formula, Zhao Rong devoted all his resources to teaching her, leaving no stone unturned.

The kindness of a drop of water is also rewarded by a spring of water.

The third canteen finally closed today.

Zhao Rong took the lead in displaying the diligent and thrifty family tradition of the old Zhao family. He did not waste food and ate everything. He carried out the CD operation, which made Zhao Lingfei widen her beautiful eyes and seemed to be in a daze.

Later, in another large dining hall, Zhao Lingfei, who had finally regained her composure, had no choice but to be asked by the bamboo horse husband's eyes. She was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the bamboo horse who had given her so much. Her beautiful long eyelashes trembled slightly.

He lowered his head again, opened his red lips slightly, swallowed in small mouthfuls, and finished the meal on the plate.

When the Qingmei Lady was eating, she looked strange and clumsy, but she worked hard and was well-behaved. She was very lovable. Zhao Rong took a long breath, nodded gently, touched the lady's pretty head happily and satisfactorily, and smoothed out her messy and hanging hair with his fingers.

Qingsi, tied up three thousand green silk for her, tied it into a simple high ponytail, and placed it behind the lady's shoulders for her convenience.

Qing Jun also turned his autumn eyes slightly upward, his eyes were cool and charming, and he seemed to give her husband a direct look of gratitude. Zhao Rong smiled, and without disturbing her, he gently held Qing Jun's hand with his palm.

Cute and pretty, loving and cherished.

With a wife like this, what else can a husband ask for?

Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei returned home after having a full meal and drinking.

The whole journey was silent, as if quietly reminiscing about the food in San Canteen.

"Lady."

"Hmm..." Zhao Lingfei looked languid and looked at her with autumn eyes, as if she was full.

"You just made a sneak attack." Zhao Rong frowned. It was a sudden attack. Fortunately, he was prepared and used the power of sweeping holes and plowing the courtyard to suppress the incessant uninvited guests coming like a river.

"Who, who asked you to do something bad first? And...do you dislike me?" The current position between the two made her want to lift her pink leg and kick Zhao Rong, but she was really too lazy to even lift a finger.

I didn't want to lift it up anymore, so I let the bad guy go for the time being.

As we all know, strenuous exercise should not be done after meals.

However, a certain person was still full of energy. If the lady didn't seem to be full and turned into a lazy cat and stayed on the dining table, he would probably drag her to another canteen again.

At this time, Zhao Rong said seriously: "I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it. As long as it's your dish, even if it's white steamed buns and clear soup, I like them all. There's no way I'd dislike it. But... there was indeed a little too much clear soup mixed with white steamed buns today."

"He took a breath and raised his hand to wipe it.

"You, don't mention it again."

She seemed to be a fairy made of water, with delicate eyebrows. At this time, she looked lazy and shy, barely able to move, and pinched the fairy secretly with her jade fingers, not to be a good boy.

Zhao Rong grabbed her bold little hand.

"You are so fat, you are crushing me." He blinked and said, neither of them could see each other's expressions.

"I'll crush you to death." Zhao Lingfei's voice from the other end was soft and waxy, like white feathers scratching people's hearts, very seductive.

She tilted her head slightly and bit her slightly dry red lips, "If you are fat, you are fat. Anyway, the fat person is someone's wife, and the person who suffers is someone, I don't care."

"Ahem." Zhao Rong smiled and shook his head. Seeing that his wife was getting smarter and smarter, it was difficult to tease her anymore.

After being quiet for a while, he suggested: "Madam, why don't you move and stop pressing me."

After the meal, Concubine Zhao Ling was as lazy and sleepy as a lazy pig. Plus, her husband who made her feel extremely at ease was by her side. This was a rare moment of peace.

At this time, Zhao Lingfei's eyes were bleary-eyed, muttering softly, without replying. She pressed down on the bad husband who had just bullied him, making him unable to go anywhere, and used him as a pillow to sleep beautifully.

Zhao Rong waited for a while and called out again, "Madam?"

After a moment of silence, seeing Qingjun not responding, Zhao Rong muttered a few words, shook his head, and had nothing to do.

However, he soon noticed a pair of long, slender, white legs on top of him. In fact, at the beginning of the year, when he woke up from the dream of "seeing the lady for the first time", he had already been thinking about it. This was really Zhao Rong.

The most straight and round perfect long legs I have ever seen, especially with a pair of frosty white delicate golden lotuses hidden underneath.

The lady is fat, she is just right, and the thin part is really thin... Zhao Rong nodded happily, stretched out his big hand, grabbed and played with a bright ankle that was close at hand, and felt that it was very delicate and round.

Later, not far from San Canteen, Zhao Rong couldn't help but order a plate of braised pig's trotters and gnawed them carefully. The braised pig's trotters were cooked so red and tender that they seemed to melt in the mouth.

Realizing that her husband had ordered this dish again and was becoming more familiar with it, Zhao Lingfei immediately lost her sleepiness and regained consciousness.

She opened her eyes and raised her head, and said shyly: "You... why do you like this taste? It's like this every time, isn't it... doesn't it smell bad? Rong'er, don't eat it, I want to take a nap."

Zhao Rong couldn't bear to put the plate down, and slurred his words at this moment: "How come, it's very fragrant, how about... um... why don't you try it too."

He wants to share and eat together.

Zhao Lingfei: "..." You are a big-headed ghost.

After a while of silence at the end of the bed.

Zhao Lingfei had a lazy look, narrowed her autumn eyes, and suddenly whispered: "I...I want to sleep, and you are not allowed to leave."

Zhao Rong understood immediately. He put down the two braised pig's trotters and coughed lightly: "I have some things to do later. I have to go out. It's also an important thing to attend the academy this time, but..."

Zhao Rong suddenly turned over, forcing the little lazy pig to turn over too.

He stood up, changed back to his normal position, put his arms around his wife, and kissed her neck intimately.

Zhao Rong looked at the lady who was resting on his shoulder and her pretty face was full of laziness and contentment. He felt infinite tenderness in his heart. He held her slender waist with both hands and rested his chin on her little head, tapping her gently.

Knock.

Smiled and lowered his voice: "Sleep, sleepy, put the little lazy pig to sleep before I leave."

In fact, after eating and drinking, when she doesn't want to move, a woman just wants her lover to hug her quietly and accompany her. A silent embrace is better than the sweetest words.

The same is true for Zhao Lingfei. She is insecure, and even more so. Zhao Rong is most of her world, everything that her eyes can touch. She is willing to play with him and toss with him, even if she says she doesn't want to, but

The timid look in Zhao Rong's expression betrayed her.

Seeing that her husband suddenly behaved and loved her, Concubine Zhao Ling's heart was numb.

"Um!"

She sweetly said something, raised her head and pecked his lips, then pressed against Zhao Rong's chest, feeling the constant warmth and steady heartbeat, and slowly closed her autumn eyes.

Deep in her heart, Zhao Lingfei felt as sweet as honey, and she hugged him tightly and fell asleep peacefully.

Today, my body and mind are filled with him.

The couple fell asleep next to each other.

One person is as beautiful as a dream, while the other person is silently lost in thought.

Zhao Rong lowered his head, resting his chin gently on the top of his wife's ponytail head, holding her head that sometimes arched like a piglet.

I don’t know if the lady is dreaming.

In fact, if he reached out and secretly retrieved the jade from his son's cafeteria at this time, he would probably get it.

Qingjun trusted him both physically and mentally, even if he was not at all defensive, he also firmly trusted his words.

But precisely because of this, Zhao Rong was afraid that if she discovered something small right now, if he made a careless move or the wrong time, Qingjun would be deeply injured by him. He might even cause irreversible damage like the damage to the sword's heart again.

At this time, beside the bed, Zhao Rong was holding his sleeping and defenseless wife, and quietly looking at the bookshelf on the other side of the room. Not long ago, he had just coaxed an infatuated and silly little fox demon...

In fact, sometimes, Zhao Rong suspected that Qingjun might have known about the little thing, but she never mentioned it, probably waiting for him to take the initiative to confess and give her a convincing explanation.

Zhao Rong wasn't sure if it was true, but he didn't dare to bet.

For Qingjun at the moment, his plan is to get the black jade in a dignified manner, complete the lifelong ritual of exchanging jade, and then pick off a 'bright moon' and give it to Qingjun. At that time, he will grasp a

The best time is to confess small things directly.

This is also the safest method that Zhao Rong can think of at the moment. As for whether there will be any accidents along the way, or whether Qingjun is waiting quietly, he can only face these unknown risks bravely.

In fact, accepting Su Qingdai in Dali not long ago was something he did intentionally, and he wanted to test Qingjun's reaction and tolerance...

At that time, although Zhao Rong advised Su Qingdai to forget it and repeatedly gave her the opportunity to choose, it was actually only half-truths and half-falsehoods.

Xiao Qian'er insisted on accepting Su Qingdai as a maid, but she actually saw what Zhao Rong was thinking and spoke for him.

Because if Zhao Rong refused, he would not persuade Su Qingdai at all, but would just turn around and leave. How could he talk nonsense with her.

Xiao Qian'er knew him very well.

However, this little girl may have misunderstood Zhao Rong. She thought that her Rong'er brother had a problem that all men have, coveting the beauty of such fairies, having a desire to conquer, and wanting to take her into the house to pet and play with.

Xiao Qian'er was indeed very sensible and considerate of Zhao Rong. Of course, she did not accommodate him infinitely, but after she was sure that Zhao Rong was not emotionally invested, she spoke out without thinking and chose to help him by playing bad guy.

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Therefore, regarding Zhao Rong's move of bringing an emotionless woman into Old Zhao's family, Xiao Qian'er could only think about the man's lustful nature.
To be continued...