My Wife is From a Thousand Years Ago

   Chapter 221 Xu Wenbin Wants to Hit Someone

  5:30 in the afternoon.

  When he got home, there was no one in the living room. Jiang He looked around and saw that the bedroom door was open. When he passed by, he saw Xu Qing lying on the bed halfway, leaning against the head of the bed, fiddling with her original straw sandals in his hand.

   "Why are you silent when you come back?!"

  Xu Qing was taken aback, and subconsciously hid his hands behind his back, a carp jumped up from the bed.

  "……"

  Jiang He looked at him with complicated eyes, his lips moved twice, and in the end he said nothing, and turned to the refrigerator.

   "No... listen to my explanation, I was suddenly curious about the clothes of the Tang Dynasty, really, you see my book is still here!"

  Xu Qing ran out with a book, and was turning to ‘Fashion Customs’, introducing a bunch of Sui and Tang costumes, hats, hats, skirts, shirts, and silks.

   Jiang He is a poor man, so he doesn't need those complicated clothes...maybe he didn't wear them at all, and there is no detailed record of what they wear in the book, only a few pens.

  These straw sandals are harmful!

  Xu Qing looked at Jiang He’s eyes, and chuckles in her heart. Kou He is joking, and it is a real thing that she can’t take off her perverted hat.

  I’m sorry to see you, this time I’m really studying dressing customs...

   "Well, I believe, let me go."

   Jiang He lowered his head and went into the kitchen, not wanting to talk about shoes with him.

   "You believe in a ghost!"

   Xu Qing weakly dropped the hand holding the book, and sat back on the chair, holding the straw sandals in the other hand, and looked up, wanting to throw it out but reluctant to bear it.

"Actually, if you are having fun outside, you can also find a place to eat with your friends. Didn’t we leave you a lot of flowers in the WeChat? Please that old lady...what is the name of Ping to eat something you like, I’m at home. It's not that I can't do it."

  He put the book back on the shelf, took his straw sandals and sat back on the sofa, squeezing, and said: “Don’t always think about getting back to the point, it’s okay a few times occasionally.”

"okay."

   Jiang He answered in the kitchen, paused for a while and said: "We are going to play roller skating today."

"Is it fun?"

  "Very good, whoosh, it feels like flying."

   "...you can slip?" Xu Qing felt that something was wrong.

   "Just learn it, it's that simple."

   Jiang He walked out while speaking, took a look at him, then turned around and went into the bedroom.

  Xu Qing thought for a while, realized what was wrong, and felt like flying?

   "You didn't really wear roller skating to fly, right? It's scary, let me tell you."

   "I'm not stupid, I just skate faster. Pingping also said that I lied to her, saying that I hadn't skated, and I slipped faster than her."

  Jiang He had long accepted that she was a weak woman with no power to bind her hands. He only squeezed his fist when he was in front of Xu Qing, and was quiet and quiet at other times.

  She came out with a neat stack of clothes and put them in front of Xu Qing. It was the coarse linen that had been changed. It was a little hard after washing and drying. Now she is accustomed to modern clothes, and it feels a little bit tricky to the touch.

   "Let's take a look if you want. We all wore this dress back then."

   Jiang He put down his clothes, then turned his head and went into the kitchen.

   "You believe it?" Xu Qing was pleasantly surprised and just said, how could he be perverted...

   Jiang He did not speak, and Xu Qing did not care, holding the coarse linen and squeezing it, feeling very rough.

  If this is worn on the body...

  I feel uncomfortable just thinking about it, but the stitches are densely stitched, the thick twine is neatly arranged at the interface, and the end of the thread is cut very short-it should be cut, so thick thread is too difficult to bite with your teeth.

  Xu Qing looked at it for a moment, picked up the clothes and shook it, a neatly folded strip of white cloth fell out of the clothes.

  ?

  He was stunned, only to remember what he was doing.

It's normal, not to mention the problem of inconvenience. Just wearing this suit will definitely be uncomfortable in the fragile places. Therefore, the cloth strip is a necessity. It needs to be long and can be wound several times. The cloth strip is very soft. Can play a good protective role.

  Xu Qing pinched the white cloth strip to feel the fabric, twisted it with his fingers, and suddenly felt a little restless.

  Kaiyuan’s breast wrap...

  More than 1,200 years of history, it is really a great antique.

  Jiang He was washing vegetables in the kitchen. He suddenly remembered something, wiped his hands and ran out, and he saw Xu Qing holding a white cloth strip and preparing to bow his head.

"what are you doing?!"

   "I... I... take a closer look, it seems a bit dusty here."

"……is it?"

   "Well, just take a shot."

  Xu Qing gently dusted the antique with his hand, putting it aside naturally with an expression, and then looked up at Jiang He: "Why are you out again?"

   "I... take an egg."

   Jiang He pointed to the refrigerator, took the egg and went back to the kitchen.

  In the living room, Xu Qing was lost in thought while holding the clothes.

  What did he want to do just now?

  Why is this hand out of control sometimes...this situation will still occur after being single for a long time?

  Or is he a... nasty and lecherous disciple?

Xu Qing took the clothes and plunged into deep self-doubt. There was absolutely no such situation before. He had never fetishized him. He even asked Jiang He to wear long socks and wanted her to wear them. Take it off, that's not interesting...

  He knew that Jiang He had worn the washed black stockings and was hidden in the second cabinet beside the bed, but he had never touched it.

  Why are you so interested in an antique?

  Xu Qing glanced at the white cloth strip on the side, suspecting it was hereditary.

  In fact, what he is interested in is not the cloth strip itself, but its antique properties...it must be so, just like the coarse linen in front of him, he is also interested.

  Thinking of this, Xu Qing held a rough coat on her face and smelled it, more sure of her own thoughts, yes, she likes antiques.

  He took a deep breath. The coarse linen washed by Jiang He didn't have any special smell, only the faint smell of the twine itself, with an antique heaviness...

   raised his head, Xu Qing's eyes seemed to see half of his eyes exposed from the kitchen door, and he looked sideways but disappeared again.

Yep?

  "Did you just peek at me?" Xu Qing couldn't help asking, "This is the smell of antiques, and is it yours..."

   "What are you peeking at?" Jiang He peeked out of the kitchen, looking very puzzled.

   "I just saw it wrong?" Xu Qing scratched his head. If Jiang He really peeked, he should refute:'I didn't peek.'

  That was Jiang He's stupid reaction.

   "What did you read wrong?" Jiang He continued to be puzzled.

   "It's okay, your dress is sewn very well, but the material is too... uncomfortable to wear, it's good as a collection."

Xu Qing said casually. Seeing Jiang He went back to the kitchen again, raised his jacket in his hand, and gestured in front of him. Jiang He's clothes were a bit small, and he didn't know if they had shrunk. Anyway, he couldn't put them in. Feel it.

  I have smelled the smell of antiques, and the other antique should be treated equally...

  Xu Qing put his eyes on the white cloth strip next to him, thinking about this issue very seriously.

  He is not a pervert, but his inherited genes like antiques. The whole set here is antique and quite complete. It shouldn't be disliked for a certain one. In a sense, they are all equal.

  Xu Qing happily picked up the white cloth strip, then looked at the kitchen and listened to the kitchen.

Ok? Why is the sound of cutting vegetables gone again?

  He glanced sideways, and two seconds later, there was a sound of cutting vegetables.

  (End of this chapter)